Sir, let's divorce [ABO]

After Shen Yuguan left, Song Qing didn't notice anything unusual. Until he was discharged from the hospital, one after another, light or heavy, light or strong pheromone smells crashed into his world. He gradually felt frightened, panicked, and couldn't eat. Pharynx, and when the message factor disappears, everything returns to normal.

He came to the hospital again.

The doctor lifted up his glasses, which were as thick as a bottle cap, and glanced at Song Qing from the side of the medical record. Song Qing was sweating profusely on his forehead, and looked flustered.

The smell of pheromone along the way made it difficult for him to walk, and he almost exhausted all his strength to get here.

Every stream of pheromone is a person holding a sharp blade, lining up to kill him one after another.

Fortunately, the doctor is a beta and has no pheromone smell, otherwise he would not even have the courage to step into this door.

After Song Qing finished explaining her symptoms one by one, Fu Er asked, "What's wrong with me?"

"Is your husband here?" The doctor glanced behind Song Qing, seeing no one coming in after a long time, and asked suspiciously.

Song Qing's glands had been marked.

Song Qing was at a loss for words for a while, and her complexion became even paler. After a while, she whispered, "I'm already divorced."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The doctor realized that he had poked someone's sore spot, and immediately apologized. He put down the medical record in his hand, and said with a pity in his tone, "When the artificial gland is cut, the original gland will have a high risk. Do you know that chance is disabled?"

Song Qing nodded, clenched his palms unconsciously, his heart was hanging high, and he asked softly, "My symptoms are caused by... the glands are necrotic?"

When he agreed to have the operation, it wasn't that he didn't think about the result, but the urgent idea of ​​leaving Shenyu Temple made him ignore it. Now that the result has really come, Song Qing couldn't help running back, but there was already a cliff behind him. There is no way out.

The doctor said, "Yes, when the glands lose their function, the glands don't work, and the pheromones become disordered. Simply put, a city without a leader is in chaos, and everyone who enters the city will be punished. attack."

"And your symptoms of fear and discomfort to alpha pheromones are a manifestation of the gland's loss of function."

The doctor's words were undoubtedly a huge rock, weighing heavily on Song Qing's heart, "Is there a way to solve it?"

"This situation will not last for a long time. After about half a month, you will gradually change from being afraid of pheromones to not feeling pheromones. At this time, it means that your glands have completely lost their function."

"...Is that so?" Song Qing answered and asked some more questions before leaving in a daze.

The doctor's words kept echoing in his mind, and the continuous smell of pheromones around him made his ears and eyes ring.

Sure enough, in the next two weeks, Song Qing could not feel the pheromones more and more, and the strong and fragrant smell dissipated bit by bit, wrapped in fear, and replaced by bland and tasteless air.

It took another half a month for him to gradually get used to it from panic.

Shen Yuguan didn't know what method he used, but Lian Yan's mother and daughter appeared in front of him safe and sound.

The moment Lian Fu got out of the car and saw Song Qing, she spread her legs and threw herself into his arms, calling sweetly and softly, without any acknowledgment, "Brother, brother, is that brother?"

Song Qing gently rubbed Lian Fu's furry head, "It's my brother."

The one who got out of the car was Lian Yan, who was as thin as skin and bones, and her clothes were empty as if hanging on a frame of bones.

She walked in front of Song Qing in a restrained manner, and said with the softness of Jiangnan water town, "Xiaoqing."

Song Qing hadn't seen Lian Yan in seven or eight years, her face was not much different from before, only a lot of hair was added to her temples.

"Come in." He couldn't call out the word mother, got up and took Lian Fu's little hand, and led them into the house. Dabai saw a stranger, and walked around in circles excitedly.

Lian Fu was subdued by Dabai in an instant, and one person and one dog ran to the back garden to play.

Song Qing and Lian Yan looked at each other in awkward dismay.

"Drink tea?" Song Qing took the lead in breaking the weird atmosphere.

"No, no need." Lian Yan shook her head quickly, and her empty clothes fluttered along.

Song Qing went straight to the point, "Do you have plans to go there?"

Lian Yan shook her head again, she had no money, and she was dragging Lian Fu with her. The small shop she opened before was also ruined by Mrs. Song.

He asked softly, "Then follow me to Chunling, are you willing?"

He couldn't stay in Shuangcheng anymore. After Mrs. Song found out that he was divorced, she would not let him go easily, so he could only choose to leave.

It would be lonely for him to change places by himself, and taking Lian Yan, his mother and daughter with him also saved him from leaving Shuangcheng and worrying all day long.

And Chunling was a good place Li Yu had chosen before, a small remote city with spring-like seasons, which was exactly what he wanted.

Lian Yan panicked and hoped, "Okay...Okay."

On the day Song Qing left Shuangcheng, it happened to be raining, thunder and lightning, silver light burst and circled the sky.

He was sitting in the waiting room, holding his mobile phone, and the radio was already broadcasting their flight information.

The page of the mobile phone stays on the WeChat page.

"Deleting the contact 'scammer' will also delete the chat history with this contact."

Song Qing didn't hesitate this time, and quickly deleted it.

"Let's go."

[The author has something to say]: Shenyuguan Crematorium is counting down!I have to prepare it carefully, how can I abuse this little bastard!

No change tomorrow!If it is updated, basically there will be a chapter in two days!If you have time, you will continue to do more.

ps: 34.35 is a bit rushed, and may be fine-tuned later, but the specific direction will not change!