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"Is Ting Yun awake?" When Song Youfang called, it was noon in China. Although he was extremely reluctant to learn about Ting Yun's situation through Assistant Chen, he didn't even have the courage to contact Ting Yun. He had never experienced it before, and he didn't know where this feeling came from.

Assistant Chen stayed outside the ward all night. Through the glass, he glanced into the ward. The sun was shining today, and the sunlight that jumped into the window couldn't reach Ting Yun's hospital bed. He only saw Ting Yun's thin the back.

"I woke up for a while in the morning. I just had an injection, and now I'm probably asleep again." Assistant Chen paused for a moment, before Song Youfang could respond. He thought that Song Youfang must have wanted to talk to Ting Yun on the phone, but he didn't know how to speak. "Boss, shall I wake up Mr. Ting for you?"

Song Youfang still didn't respond to him.

Assistant Chen had worked under Song Youfang for some time, and he was very aware of his boss' temper. He gently opened the door of the ward, lowered his voice, and called, "Mr. Ting, the boss's phone number."

The person on the bed didn't move, the only thing that could be seen was Ting Yun's thin side face, Ting Yun's fair skin, which was even paler and more translucent under the sunlight, and the fine hairs on his cheeks were clearly visible.

The silent wait was very long. Assistant Chen was a patient person. He held his breath and watched Ting Yun's reaction. The blood vessels on the back of Ting Yun's hand were bulging, and his fingers were tightly wrapped around the corner of the quilt. He knew that Ting Yun Cloud is not asleep.

But he couldn't get past Song Youfang and try to guess Ting Yun's intentions. Whether it was out of anger or temper, what he had to do was to complete the task assigned by the boss. Just when he wanted to wake up Ting Yun again, Song Youfang interrupted him.

"Forget it." Song Youfang's voice sounded very tired. There were too many contents in the sentence "forget it". It seemed that he could guess that Ting Yun was pretending to be asleep, and that Ting Yun was unwilling to answer his call, "Let Let him have a good rest, if there is anything, please contact me as soon as possible."

There was a sound of closing the door from behind, and Ting Yun opened his eyes. The sun was glaring, the corners of his eyes were sore, and the tears couldn't stop falling down.

He couldn't explain Song Youfang calmly, or rather, Song Youfang didn't know how to explain at all, and comforted him gently as always. At this moment, he suddenly realized that Song Youfang's gentleness didn't have any warmth, it was cold.

The seven-day estrus period cannot be relieved by a single injection of tranquilizers. Ting Yun's drip has never stopped. He knew when he took the delay medicine, the dose of medicine increased, and the medicine injected into his arm was like a knife blade. , scraping through the fragile blood vessels inch by inch.

Forcibly suppressing the estrus during the estrus period will bring huge mental pressure to the omega. At the same time as the mental breakdown, he can't take care of the physical lust. It was very shallow, and any slight sound would wake him up. The people who came into contact with him were all betas, and the only alpha assistant, Chen, had to be sprayed with a large amount of deodorant before entering the ward.

The phone rang very quickly, Ting Yun suddenly opened his eyes, it was already dark outside, he reached out to grab the phone, and saw that the time was not too late, the caller ID was not Song Youfang, but Dad.

He cleared his throat and answered the phone slowly, "Dad."

But no matter how he pretended, Dad could still hear his strangeness, "Why is your voice so hoarse? Have you caught a cold?"

A burst of sadness welled up in his heart, Ting Yun pursed his lips and shook his head, suppressing his crying, "I'm not... sleeping."

"Sleep so early." Dad smiled. "You Fang is not at home, and you have become lazy. Have you eaten yet? Or go home and stay for a few days. I'm afraid you will be bored at home by yourself, so go tomorrow." Buy your favorite dish."

Ting Yun moved his lips, his throat seemed to be pinched, he shook his head silently, just wanted to hang up the phone in a hurry, fearing that his father would be worried, he wiped his tears on the pillow, "Auntie is cooking, now Just get up and don't worry about me."

"Are you really not coming back?" Dad still wanted to persuade Ting Yun, not so much because he was afraid that Ting Yun would be bored at home alone, but because the old couple missed their son, "I'll let your mother pick you up."

Ting Yun gritted his teeth and said the last sentence tremblingly, "In a few days, Dad, I'll hang up first."

After hanging up the phone, he quickly turned off the phone. He didn't know if his father heard his crying clearly, and he was afraid that his father would call again to ask questions.

At that time, how should he explain to his parents that Song Youfang left him alone when he was in heat, and now he is lying alone in the hospital.

Not only was he afraid of his parents' worries, but he also had difficulty speaking. Zeng Tingyun thought that sex was not a shameful thing when facing his alpha, but Song Youfang's approach gave him a head-on blow.

He closed his eyes, and he could still vividly remember the scene of yesterday's estrus. He was so unbearable and humble, his dignity was crushed to the ground, and he still didn't get any pity from alpha.

Estrus has become his nightmare, he is a failed omega.

After sleeping in a daze for a few days, Ting Yun couldn't figure out when Song Youfang came home, and the food that Assistant Chen brought was only bland, but Ting Yun still couldn't swallow it.

Assistant Chen comforted from the side: "Mr. Ting, eat a little bit, the boss will be worried if you are like this."

Ting Yun didn't seem to listen to Assistant Chen's words, put down his spoon and asked, "Can I go home?"

What he asked was not when Song Youfang would come back, he couldn't go back to his home due to his current situation, so he could only curl up in Song Youfang's strange but familiar big house.

Assistant Chen wanted to persuade him, but after so many days, Ting Yun's face was still pale, and the words were spinning on the tip of his tongue, "I'll ask the boss and the doctor for you."

Ting Yun's estrus has come to an end, it's no problem to leave the hospital and go home to drink water, Song Youfang means, as long as Ting Yun is happy and the doctor says it's okay, let him go home.

After hearing Assistant Chen convey Song Youfang's words, Ting Yun thought to himself, look, Mr. Song is as gentle and considerate as ever.

The home was the same as when he left. Auntie was busy in the kitchen and would not easily go up to the second floor. When Ting Yun returned to the bedroom, he couldn't find the pajamas he wore that day. It seemed that his humiliation was taken away with the pajamas.

He found another pajamas, then took a shower, and the doctor just arrived home when he came out of the bathroom.

After hooking up the drip, he looked at Assistant Chen, "Don't watch over me, I'm fine at home."

Assistant Chen's current job is to watch Ting Yun, he dare not leave his post without authorization, "Don't worry about me, rest well, I'm on the first floor, if you need anything, you can call me at any time."

Ting Yun didn't want to embarrass Assistant Chen, so he no longer insisted on asking people to leave, but just got under the quilt and covered himself tightly.

The house was even quieter than the hospital. Ting Yun was alone on the second floor. After the curtains were drawn, the room was dark. Song Youfang had been walking for so many days, and even the smell of pheromones completely disappeared.

Ting Yun revealed a pair of eyes from under the quilt, staring fixedly at Song Youfang's pillow. The half of the bed that Song Youfang used to lie on was the place he longed for the most when he was lonely. He would always roll to the other side of the bed and occupy Song Youfang's pillow. When Song Youfang went home to sleep, he was hugged by Song Youfang.

He stretched out his hand to caress the cold bed sheet. Something really happened between him and Song Youfang. In just a few days, he lost his sense of reality. Even Song Youfang became very distant.

Gradually, Ting Yun's consciousness became blurred. He dreamed of Song Youfang, dreamed of the first time they met, dreamed of holding Song Youfang's hand for the first time, dreamed of their first hug, the first time they met each other. Kissing, dreaming of the wedding scene, the night that was permanently marked, having sex with Song Youfang in the car for the first time, dreaming that Song Youfang did not come home during estrus.

Then Ting Yun woke up, the surrounding darkness enveloped him, he felt his face was chilly, he raised his hand and rubbed his cheek, he seemed to be crying again, but there was no tugging feeling on the back of his hand, the needle had already been pulled out.

He opened his eyes wide and adjusted to the darkness for a while, and only after he could see a vague outline in the dark did he reach out to turn on the light.

His mobile phone hadn't been turned on for a long time. He wanted to check the time, but he was afraid of receiving news of concern from his parents, so he could only slowly get up and walk to the window.

The curtains were opened a gap by him, the sky outside the window was gray and white, with a few scattered stars hanging in the distance, and the street lights had just been turned on, it seemed that it was still early.

His stomach was empty, and the hunger made him sick, but he still had no urge to eat.

After sleeping for so long, Ting Yun was still light. He dragged his exhausted body outside, and when he reached the door of the bedroom, he hesitated again.

Even if Auntie wasn't on the first floor, Assistant Chen would be on the first floor. He was already in a mess, and he didn't want to expose his mess to anyone.

He could only walk aimlessly towards the end of the corridor, and stopped at the door of Song Youfang's study.

The last time he entered the study room, he was carried out by Song Youfang. Except for the estrus period, the two of them seemed to be inseparable sweetly, so good that Ting Yun mistakenly thought that Song Youfang loved him very much, but if he loved him, why couldn't he say a word? like it?

Even Ting Yun himself didn't know what he wanted to do, he pushed open the door of the study and walked in slowly.

The study room was still serious and cold, and he turned on the light belatedly when he walked to a place where the light in the corridor could not reach.

Standing in the middle of the study, Ting Yun looked around. These days when there is no one at home, the aunt will still clean it, but the study is less popular, and after staying for a while, a layer of goose bumps appeared on his arms.

Ting Yun originally wanted to leave, but his eyes fell on a cabinet. He remembered that his final report and marriage certificate were all placed in it.

Thinking about the connection between him and Song Youfang, in this big house, it seems that there are only these stamped documents.

He walked to the cabinet and opened the drawer where the documents were stored. On the top was the medical examination report that was done not long ago.

He had a physical examination that day, and the doctor told him that his pheromone concentration was abnormally high, which was a sign of the coming of estrus. He excitedly told Song Youfang the news, what was Song Youfang's reaction at that time?

Song Youfang's reaction was very weird. Ting Yun should have understood at that time that Song Youfang didn't look forward to his estrus so much, and he couldn't do things like sex/love anytime, anywhere, on the bed, in the study, in the in the car.

Ting Yun took a deep breath, he didn't want to think about the details of that day, he wanted to put the medical examination report back to its original place, he couldn't help but look at the bright marriage certificate twice.

It was somewhat stressful for him to marry Song Youfang, but his parents had comforted him. As long as they liked each other, they were no different from other couples. Just like this marriage certificate, they were all festive red.

In the photo on the marriage certificate, there was a little distance between the two of them. At that time, I also had a distance from Song Youfang in my heart. Neither he nor Song Youfang were good at expressing feelings. They were more polite and less intimate.

That kind of cautiousness was not limited to himself, even Song Youfang also had it.

Ting Yun's mood is very complicated. These days of infusion, his emotions have calmed down together with his estrus period. He wants to hear Song Youfang's explanation, even if it is a very lame excuse, he is willing to listen to Song Youfang's explanation.

Perhaps cowardice is a gene engraved in the bones of omega. After Ting Yun calmed down, it was too late to lick the wound of suppressing estrus, but first found a way for Song Youfang to step down.

Such a self made him feel inexplicably sad and worthless.

A corner of the form was exposed from under the marriage certificate, and the words at the end of the title were the test results. Ting Yun pushed the marriage certificate away, and "the test result of your choice" came into view.

The content of the table is the matching degree of personality, pheromone, family and other items. The names on it are his and Song Youfang's.

Ting Yun's heart suddenly tightened. He picked up the test result and looked at it carefully. He didn't remember that he filled it out, it wasn't him...

Suddenly, he thought of his cousin. No wonder when he went to Song’s Hospital for the second time for a physical examination, the app would automatically generate a physical examination report. Wrong and too lazy to modify.

Even if my cousin filled in his own information, why did this test result come out? He glanced at the beginning of the form, and it was Song Youfang's name. Obviously, the initiator of this test was Song Youfang, and the test time was actually one year. Before, that is, before he and Song Youfang met, and after the injection in Song's Hospital.

The sentence on your selection copy suddenly appeared in Ting Yun's mind, "Choose carefully, there will always be one that suits you".

If he chooses carefully, then he is just like a dish on a street stall, letting Song Youfang choose at will?

So the will and purpose of this software is what Song Youfang wants to convey?

A chill hit his heart, Ting Yun didn't dare to think any more.

The encounter between him and Song Youfang was too casual, and Song Youfang's appearance was too abrupt, and he was prevaricated by saying "fate". Is this the "fate" that Song Youfang said?

The author says:

Tomorrow is off, the day after tomorrow I will enter v for double change, I did not expect to get divorced after entering v

And don't call it Ting Yun, how about Yun!I always think of Bu Jingyun!ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

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