My family's alpha susceptible period is super clingy

"Go back, I'll be there in the morning, I want to eat your stewed chicken feet, the badly stewed ones."

His fingertips were hanging on the send button, and after a while, he deleted all these words and changed them to, "It's okay, mom's cooking is delicious." After confirming it, he sent this sentence out.

He wiped his face, put away all the books and piled them on the desk in the bedroom, and covered them with a piece of draft paper.Out of sight, out of sight, he tried to ignore the physical symptoms, as always.

After taking a bath, he stepped on the wet footprints and nestled into the hanging chair, picked up the book he had read last time, and continued to read it. It was originally a novel that attracted him so much that he had struggled for a long time before. Put this book down and put it away reluctantly.

But now, it seemed so boring that his mind was always wandering, his eyes wandering around the small house, and every time he came back, he found that he was looking at the same place-his bedroom.To be precise, the desk in his bedroom, the books on the desk.

Those few books are like the first, even if they are not activated now, just being there is enough to make people care about it.Lin Shuqiu simply closed the book in his hand, turned the hanging chair in one direction, turned on the phone and started playing games.Under the soothing music, he manipulated the characters in the screen to ski.

The sound of skis touching the snow with a crisp rustling sound is very pleasant to hear. He slid through the village, through the forest, chasing the antelope, and backflipping heartily, from the twilight of the sky to the dusk.

The sky at dusk is the most beautiful. The clouds are layered together and smudged together, softly surrounding the setting sun, and the sky is burning gently.

At 11:30, he turned off his phone, washed his face, and decided to sleep.

He lay in bed for a while and then got up, walked to the desk with messy hair, moved out the six books on the table, and then returned to sleep.

Jun was leaning against the wall and panting violently, as far as he could see was darkness, he seemed to be in an alley that no one cared about, or in an abandoned classroom.When he looked up, he couldn't see the night or the moonlight, only the chaotic black, which was full of impurities and formed weird lines. They were spinning, like the spinning of a drawing pin after it was loosened, stiff and straight.

He walked forward, there was no real feeling of landing under his feet, he felt for a moment that he was floating, the surrounding fields were silent, he was trudging in the darkness, the restless heat spread all over his body, he didn't stop, I don't know how long it took, far away A voice came from somewhere, the voice was faint, it was not clear whether it was a boy or a girl, and the content was unclear.He listened intently for a while, and heard that person shouting: "President—"

Are you calling him?He stopped and listened for a while, and found that he was saying, "Just—"

That's his name.

This man is calling him.

As he walked forward, the darkness seemed to be soaked in the boundless sea like ink, blurred, and his vision became bright.He saw the man standing in front of him.

The eyes are bright, the dimples are deep, and the Buddhist beads on the left wrist are rosy and shiny.

"Your Majesty." He called his name.

He reached out, clasped his wrist, and kissed his prayer beads.

Jun opened his eyes, and saw the familiar ceiling in front of him, and the dream replayed in his mind. He recalled what the doctor said, and his ears turned red with disgust.

He got up and took a shower, came to the table refreshed, and sat upright.He pondered for a moment, took out a piece of paper and began to write a letter.

Lin Shuqiu:

Hello, maybe you will never receive this letter, but I want to express my apology.First of all, I sincerely apologize to you, I'm sorry, Lin Shuqiu.

Here's why.

……

Before writing, he only had red ears, and after writing, his face was also slightly flushed. He didn't have the nerve to check it from the beginning, folded the paper in half, put it in a white envelope, and pressed it to the bottom.

Although this move was more formalistic, his conscience was finally at peace.

On Sunday, Lin Shuqiu woke up at eight o'clock. He sat up, froze, and pressed the hip bone in his waist. There was no pain, and the glands didn't feel hot. He was refreshed and comfortable.It seemed that the symptoms he experienced two days ago were a terrible hallucination. He stood up, twisted left and right, and did a few radio gymnastics movements that he still remembered. After a lot of activities, he was pleasantly surprised to find that everything was normal.

He let go of most of his heart, took a motion sickness pill after taking a shower, pursed his lips and searched for a while in the crumpled clothes in the wardrobe, and fished out two flat, gray short-sleeved sweaters and black casual clothes. pants.

After putting it on, he took care of it in the mirror and was barely satisfied. When he passed through the living room, he saw the inhibitor on the table. After hesitating for a while, he took out one and put it in the pencil case on the side of his schoolbag. , put on canvas shoes and pack on the back and set off.

His home is an hour's drive away from the school. The smell of leather and air conditioner in the taxi rushed into his nostrils together, which made his stomach a little uncomfortable. He put on his hat.The mask sprayed with orange-flavored spray prepared in advance was also put on.He leaned back in his chair and looked out the window.

It was the weekend morning outside the window, and most people were still asleep.There are a few people sitting here and there in the breakfast shop. Uncles and aunts who have returned from shopping for vegetables will pass by the roadside, as well as people who have returned from morning exercises. Some are wearing pink and red dance clothes, and some are wearing martial arts clothes. Swords, some wearing sportswear and earphones, running slowly.

The car stopped at Taoyuanju, Lin Shuqiu got out of the car, pulled off the mask, and walked in with his bag on his back.

The uncle guard saw him and greeted him warmly, "Shuqiu, you're back!" Lin Shuqiu took off his mask and nodded to him, "Good morning, Uncle Zhou, I'm back."

As he spoke, he took out a flattened paper bag from his sweater pocket and handed it to him, "A new flavor."

The uncle rubbed his hands together with joy, "That's what I told you, you really brought it for me, thank you~" He didn't hold back, took it generously, and waved at him with a smile .

Lin Shuqiu nodded, walked in along the fountain, and arrived at the downstairs of a small three-story duplex villa. He looked at the door, his expression became a little cautious, and he paused for a while before ringing the doorbell.

After a while, the door opened, and the chubby middle-aged woman showed an eager smile, "Xiaoqiu is back, is it uncomfortable in the car?" Lin Shuqiu's heart warmed up, and her voice was a little soft, "It's not uncomfortable, Fang Aunt."

He followed Aunt Fang in, and listened to the woman's eager chatter, "Your mother went out with me early this morning. She was in a very happy mood. She hummed a song as she walked. She bought a lot of vegetables and waited to feed you."

Lin Shuqiu was a little excited, but pursed her lips again, "Where is my mother now?"

"I'm preparing ingredients in the kitchen."

Lin Shuqiu nodded, entered the living room, and exchanged glances with the man sitting on the sofa watching the news. He called his stepfather as naturally as possible, "Dad."

Wen Renxuan nodded, "I'm back, your mother is in the kitchen." Lin Shuqiu nodded, hung his schoolbag on the coat rack, and changed his shoes, "Well, I'll go see her."

He touched the prayer beads in his hand uncomfortably, and quickly walked through the living room to the kitchen.

A slender woman in a floral apron chops vegetables.

"Mom." He weighed his toes happily, called out, and walked to her side.

Lin Xiaoluo turned to look at him, with a smile on her gentle and beautiful face, "I'm back. Are you uncomfortable in the car?" He flattened his mouth, unconsciously showing a little grievance, "A little bit, not very serious. "

Like a child who carefully pulls his mother to act like a baby and is afraid of her worry.

Lin Xiaoluo piled the dishes on the plate, and asked him softly, "Are you still used to it in the science school? It's normal if you can't keep up with the progress for a while. Don't put too much pressure on yourself. It's normal to fail the exam this time. "

"Yeah." He pursed his lips, and said, "Actually, I feel okay, it's not too bad anyway."

"Well, mom knows, our family Qiuqiu is very smart."

He laughed, a little shy and a little happy, "I'll help mom."

"Okay."

They were busy in the kitchen together, talking and laughing.Like a pair of mother and son who can't get along better.

At around 10:30, Wen Renchao went downstairs in his pajamas with sleepy eyes. When he heard the sound of the kitchen in full swing, he knew that it was Lin Shuqiu. Changed the channel, "You've been watching TV for so long, it's time for me to watch it."

Wen Renxuan glared at him, "Watching TV, sleeping until noon, watching TV when you come up, if you divert your attention from watching TV to studying, you won't be at the bottom of the grade."

Wen Renchao was already used to this kind of argument, and at the same time he had practiced steel and iron to be invulnerable to water and fire. He searched for a set of variety shows on his own, and watched them with great interest.

"Just watch it for a while. In the afternoon, you go to cram school obediently."

"I don't want to go, I think the English teacher has plans for me."

"Your English teacher is married and 40 years old, what can he want from you?"

"He has plans for my tuition fee. Listening to his lectures, I feel that he wants me to have my supplementary lessons with him until the college entrance examination."

"You just don't listen well. You are about to take the senior high school entrance examination, so let's focus on your studies. If you don't ask for Huazhang, you must at least pass the general high school."

Wen Renchao frowned and clicked his tongue, "I know, I know, I will make up lessons in the afternoon.

There was a sound from the entrance. The father and son followed the prestige. A schoolbag and a coat rack fell on the ground. Something in the shape of a round tube, I opened it curiously and glanced at it, and was stunned.

"What are you doing, holding something for so long, it's being placed in a wonderful place."

"Wait a minute, I'm coming." He hastily zipped up, a little guilty.

Lin Shuqiu and his mother brought out the dishes together, and when they looked up, they saw the father and son smiling happily at the TV.He didn't speak. Mom put the dishes on the table and said, "Don't look at it, go wash your hands and eat."

Both father and son obediently left the sofa and lined up to wash their hands and serve their meals.

The table at home is the Eight Immortals table. Because guests often come, I have been using this table without changing it.Lin Shuqiu is also much more comfortable because of this table.His mother was sitting next to him, and his stepfather and stepbrother were sitting next to his mother. Half of the seats were empty, and there was only his mother by his side. This feeling made him feel more at ease.

The dishes are very rich, and he immerses himself in eating, occasionally talking to his mother.The rest of the time is listening.

He listened to his stepbrother talking sweetly to his mother, evaluating each dish with a smile, hearing his mother coaxing him to eat more vegetables, and hearing his stepfather telling him not to be picky eaters, but he refused with a bit of coquettishness and anger.

"Going to cram school in the afternoon? Are you so active today?"

"Of course, I'm already in the third grade of junior high school. I have to study hard and don't let my mother worry about it."

"Then do you think this teacher can do it?"

"It's okay, neither good nor bad, but quite responsible."

He must be calm.

……

After lunch, the father and son are responsible for washing the dishes.Mother Lin was watering the flowers in the garden, and Lin Shuqiu followed her like a little tail. He wanted to tell her the hesitation and fear he had experienced. Even though those abnormal situations disappeared now, he was still anxious and worried. They will come back.

But if he said it directly, he was afraid that his mother would worry.

Thinking of this, he pondered for a while, "Mom, there is an alpha in our school that differentiated into an Omega. His mother is very worried and doesn't know how to deal with this situation. Please post on the forum for help..."

"His mother should find him an alpha as soon as possible."

Lin Shuqiu was stunned, with incredible astonishment on his face, "What did you say?"