restart breathing

"Come on! Let's rest for 15 minutes! The model adjusts his state! What's going on today!"

"Excuse me."

Chen Fang bowed to the staff, as if he had received an amnesty, his body and mind were freed from the restraint in front of the camera, and he sat down on the edge of a small flower bed.

He rolled up his sleeves, the last burn was not serious, leaving almost no traces, only the wrist was covered with a layer of flesh-colored adhesive tape that was very close to the color of the skin, to cover up the shocking old scar.Maybe it's because the weather is too hot, the skin is sweaty, and the edge of the adhesive tape is slightly raised. Chen Fang tried to smooth the everted edge with his fingertips, but it still didn't help.

The replacement tape should be at Xu Jin's place. He came together this morning, but now he is nowhere to be seen. Maybe he found some potential photogenic model, or a pretty girl who suits him. I don't know where to go. It's provocative.

It's really not going well.

Today, Chen Fang’s condition in front of the camera is not very good. Maybe it’s because the collar of today’s clothes is too big. If he raises his hand slightly, his waist and abdomen will be exposed, which makes his movements restrained and his posture stiff. Or maybe it’s because the shooting location is Capital Medical University. On the campus, there are many students coming and going, which makes him always feel uneasy and a lot of scruples.

In fact, Chen Fang didn't plan to come here at first, but what finally made him decide to take the job was a phone call from the landlord on Friday evening, saying that the rent could no longer be delayed, and he had to pay or leave.

After four years of drifting in the capital, life is precarious, and he has no qualifications to be picky about his work.

Xu Jin also kept persuading him not to starve himself to death to hide from his ex-boyfriend, besides, the campus of the university is not only a little bit bigger than the small rented house in front of him, why did he keep his head down and see him when he looked up?

Too.To eat and to live.

But sometimes even Chen Fang himself didn't know what he was trying to live for. He might have an answer before, but it was overruled by one vote, and he fell into confusion again.

Time passed without knowing it.

"Come on, the model is in place!"

Chen Fang came back to his senses, packed his clothes, and returned to the shooting location.In the second half of the shoot, he was going to be partnered with another model, who was tall and tall, and seemed to be an alpha. Chen lowered his consciousness to avoid the other's fiery gaze, but Party A wanted them to show the intimacy of a couple.

"Come closer and put your hands on the other person's waist." The photographer's attitude in guiding the pose is very professional, but the model is absent-minded.

Chen Fang was immobilized by the big hands around his waist, almost clinging to the body of the alpha model, and even smelled an undisguised peppermint pheromone.

At this moment, the peppermint smell rushing into the nasal cavity did not have the effect of refreshing the mind. Instead, it became sparks wandering in the body, and the heat spread along the blood flow, reaching the omega glands at the back of the neck, which are extremely sensitive to alpha pheromones.

A familiar yet frightening feeling, a harbinger of loss of control.

"Sorry, please stop!" Chen Fang broke free from the arms of the alpha model, staggered and ran to a place far away from the shooting scene, and hurriedly searched for something in his pockets, as anxious as a person who fell into the water looking for a life-saving straw.

A small needle tube was pulled out from his pocket, and Chen Fang's stiff body relaxed for a moment as if relieved, then impatiently opened the seal of the needle tube, aiming the needle tip at the painful gland in the back of the neck at a familiar angle.

There was no expected stinging pain, and the sense of security that the potion was about to give was also deprived. Instead, the wrist was grabbed with great force, and Chen Fang's fingers couldn't use his strength, and the inhibitor fell into the messy branches and leaves of the flower bed.

"Didn't you say that inhibitors can't be used indiscriminately? Why are you still giving yourself?"

A familiar voice came from above, and Chen Fang forgot to resist the strength on his wrist for a moment, and looked up to see Lu Shiqing's suppressed sullen face.

Why is he here?

He is angry.

Is it because I did something wrong?

Chen Fang looked away with some guilt, the glands and feverish mind did not allow him to think more deeply, only leaving him with the feeling of swollen glands and loss of body control, urging him to get back the inhibitor needle that could eliminate these symptoms .

It seems to have fallen into a flower bed.

Chen Fang reached out and touched the gaps between the carefully pruned branches and leaves. The tips of the branches were very prickly, as if they had drawn red marks on the skin on the surface of the knuckles, but Chen Fang didn't seem to feel it, and continued to use the half of his forearm helplessly. Reached in, tentatively groping.

The meaningless expression and stubborn attitude became the fuel for Lu Shiqing's anger at this moment. He grabbed Chen Fang's wrist and pulled him up, forcing him to look at him, and asked: "You would rather ruin your body than listen to me. ,Yeah?"

"Don't be angry, no, no..." Chen Fang shook his head in denial, his breathing became short of breath, and his vision became more and more blurred.Slowly, as if Lu Shiqing also disappeared from his consciousness, only he murmured to himself as if admonishing: "Don't have a fever, the inhibitor...you'll be fine after you hit it..."

"Fever?" Lu Shiqing frowned listening to the words, pulled Chen Fang who kept backing away to find the inhibitor by the flower bed, and held him in front of him with one arm.The skin was covered by heavy makeup, and no obvious changes could be seen. He reached out and touched Chen Fang's forehead, and it seemed that the temperature was indeed higher than normal.

Some symptoms that could be regarded as signs of fever were confirmed, and Chen Fang's abnormal behavior was explained, but Lu Shiqing was even more puzzled.

He has been standing outside the flower bed ever since he passed by here just now and saw Chen Fang being hugged by that alpha in front of the camera.Obviously before that, Chen Fang didn't seem to have any abnormal performance, and the appearance to aggravation of the symptoms did not seem to be a gradual progression of Omega's once-a-month fever period, but more like a sudden outbreak of reaction catalyzed by some factors, and he had obviously broken away from it. It exceeded the controllable range of Chen Fang himself.

Lu Shiqing quickly realized that this seemed to be... the abnormal fever response of the sick and extremely susceptible omega glands induced by alpha pheromone.

Inhibitors cannot be abused, and there is currently no solution.

Lu Shiqing looked down at Chen Fang's dazed eyes, and sank into the endless emptiness in Chen Fang's eyes. He seemed to have no other considerations other than the person in front of him, so he hugged the person directly and ran to his car in the nearby parking space .

"Hey! Old Lu! Why are you carrying that little model!" asked the roommate who was standing on the side of the road with Lu Shiqing in the attitude of watching the excitement.

"Go to the hospital." Lu Shiqing replied without turning his head.

When he carried Chen Fang to the car, the skin of Lu Shiqing's neckline was already red from Chen Fang's scratching. His sobs were intermittent, and the pain sounded like it was increasing.

Lu Shiqing let Chen Fang lie on the back seat, started the car, and opened the window to let the flowing air take away the pheromones that belonged to him in the space inside the car, reducing the impact on Chen Fang.

Chen Fang's restless voice in the back seat gradually subsided. Lu Shiqing adjusted the angle of the rearview mirror, and saw Chen Fang's eyes closed, his brows furrowed like knots, and he calmed down without the embarrassment and agitation he had just had, with a few strands of hair on his forehead Wet with sweat and stuck together, the whole person seemed to have just been salvaged from a stagnant pool, and even breathing was exhausted.

Obviously he was still fine when he left his side, at least he was healthy, not as fragile as he is now, like broken rain that cannot be embraced in countless dreams.

Every moment since that rain, the four years that have been put together.

Has Chen Fang lived so badly all this time?

Lu Shiqing's knuckles holding the steering wheel turned blue and white due to the force, and his Adam's apple slid up and down with his chaotic breathing, as if he was swallowing pain with difficulty.

The rain was not generous, and did not favor one lucky person between the two of them.

So did he, living badly.