The omega in the whole school is not as good as me

The sound of water pattered on the ground, and Ning Guang turned off the shower until the smell on his body became lighter. Feeling the extra breath on his body, he stuck a piece of medicine patch on the gland with trembling hands.

"Yeah, why did you come back so early?"

Just came back from a part-time job, when he heard Duan Jiaran's call from a distance while walking halfway, Ning Guang couldn't help but turn his head to look, the person who came seemed to have just returned from shopping, and bought a few books in a decent manner.

Ning Guang said with a slight smile: "The boss said that today is Qingming, and you can't squeeze the labor force, forcing me to take a vacation. Why are you alone?"

"That's right, if I'm really short of money, I don't need to charge you rent..." Halfway through the speech, Duan Jiaran remembered the educational remarks he had heard. Sometimes excessive charity is also a kind of humiliation. Just kidding, I'm not in a hurry to use the money, you can give it later. Hehe, isn't it a holiday, I just want to celebrate and buy something I like."

Afraid that Ning Guang was worried, Duan Jiaran jumped lightly, "My leg is fine, Zhao Qiyou insisted on being with me at first, but I didn't let him, like an old lady."

Hearing this, Ning Guang was infected by his lively tone, with a more sincere smile on his face, he shook his head helplessly and said: "Which family celebrates Qingming Festival like you eat and drink like you."

Unexpectedly, Duan Jiaran had a look of horror and disbelief instead.

"Huh? Is that so? I thought that all festivals can be celebrated, so there are such particularities. Are there any taboos?"

Don't blame him, after all, for Duan Jiaran, Qingming Festival for so many years is no different from ordinary days. The older relatives of his parents are still alive and away all the year round. Duan Jiaran, who can't understand the traditional customs, thinks that the Collide with the dead.

"Well."

Seeing that his expression didn't look like he didn't understand, Ning Guang thought for a while and introduced the customs of his hometown.

After listening, Duan Jiaran was terrified: "Then I'd better be a vegetarian today!"

Seeing his disheveled face, Ning Guang smiled and reassured him that it was just a custom in his hometown, and he could actually eat whatever he wanted.

Duan Jiaran waved his hands and said, "You can't disrespect ghosts and gods. Hey, what's wrong with your neck?"

Hearing this, Ning Guang froze, almost tripped by himself, and panickedly came up with the prepared speech.

"Dizziness recently, the doctor gave a few patches."

Thanks to Duan Jiaran's lack of gender knowledge storage, he doesn't understand the difference between Beta and other genders. Many medicines for treating headaches are indeed more effective when applied to Alpha's glands. Ning Guang easily fooled him.

Seeing him nodding and continuing to immerse himself in the sadness of his trip in vain, Ning Guang quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Buying books? Isn't it because I haven't asked you to tutor me for a long time. I think I can't be lazy, so I bought a few exercise books."

Duan Jiaran showed off the best-selling books in his hand.

Looking at the several sets of test papers in the transparent plastic bag that were famous for their advertisements, Ning Guang hesitated to tell the other party that he had been taken advantage of, but he opened the door and walked into the house while talking about his grand plans.

Before the door was opened, the faint smell of tea wafted from the house. Duan Jiaran thought that Zhao Qiyou was cultivating his sentiments in the room, and was about to tease loudly: "Yo, pretending to be in front of us..."

But as soon as I entered the room, I saw familiar faces through the vertical partitions where the objects were placed.

Sitting on the sofa is Duan Yunying with a kind face, Duan Jiasong who is shaking like a sieve, and Zhao Qiyou who is sitting indifferently with downcast eyes. The atmosphere of the three of them together is really strange. Can't help but want to laugh.

Duan Yunying played with the tea set on the table in style, took a sip from the teacup at the end, and said to Zhao Qiyou approvingly: "Xiao Zhao is not bad, his eyes are so vicious at such a young age."

When Zhao Qiyou heard the words, he evoked a fake smile and nodded humbly.

"What are you guys doing?"

Duan Jiaran is going crazy. Duan Yunying is so old, why is he so indecisive, and it seems that he has to control him to feel comfortable when he is in trouble. Although he didn't suppress him every now and then like when he was young, but now This incomprehensible approach is enough to upset Duan Jiaran.

Duan Jiasong trembled, only to realize that Duan Jiaran had returned, jumped up and ran to his brother, and complained in a low voice: "Brother, it's none of my business today, Dad insisted on coming, and he insisted on bringing that thing on the table."

Not in the mood to comfort his crying brother, Duan Jiaran suppressed his anger, gritted his teeth and said, "You all go back to your room!"

He wants to see what Duan Yunying plans to do today.

Zhao Qiyou was a little hesitant, he still remembered the day when Duan Jiaran had a nosebleed all over his face.

Looking at the latter, his face was resolute and serious, Zhao Qiyou hesitated for a while, but chose to respect Duan Jiaran and give them some space.

"What are you doing here again?"

Hearing his son's question, Duan Yunying, who was calm and composed, seemed to realize that he was back, and his face was pleasantly surprised: "Ah, you're back, do you want to have a taste?"

What are you doing?

In the past, he was used to seeing his father's arbitrary methods, but Duan Jiaran just wanted to frown in the face of his sudden, rather shameless behavior, completely unable to predict what hurtful words Duan Yunying would say next.

Duan Jiaran rushed forward and put the cup in his hand back on the table, with a bad tone: "Just say what you want, what trick did you think of to deal with me today? You thought I was annoying more than once before, and I left Why do you still insist on pestering me? Are you...are you, oh, what are you going to do?!"

Duan Jiaran originally wanted to say whether Duan Yunying was a bitch, but the other party seemed to be stunned, and his raised hand froze for a long time before letting go. Seeing his rare appearance, Duan Jiaran didn't say what was in his mouth.

He leaned back on the sofa dejectedly, covered his eyes with his arms, raised his head and muttered: "I've been slapped by you, isn't it enough?"

Hearing his series of questions, Duan Yunying was stunned, and after a while he said dumbly: "I didn't mean that..."

It seemed that something he wanted to say was stuck in his throat, but he couldn't say it for a moment, so he asked instead: "Why didn't you tell me when you were sick?"

Being in a high position all the year round, Duan Yunying always has an inexplicable sense of majesty when he asks questions. It always sounds like a questioning, even he himself feels wrong, but he still suppresses the discomfort in his heart and doesn't speak again.

Duan Jiaran sat up straight slowly, repeated his father's question in a low voice, and suddenly laughed a few times trembling, so that was the purpose of today.

When Duan Jiaran's glands were fine, when he went out with Duan Yunying, his business partners and friends would praise Duan Jiaran in the name of extremely high-quality Alpha and S-level pheromones, because they could only praise Duan Jiaran from this aspect.

"Yeah, my glands are out of order, and I don't know when it will be over. I'm very disappointed. I don't have anything to be proud of. I'm worthless, and there's no need for you to come again, lest you and I get upset. "

The room was eerily quiet for a moment, Duan Yunying opened his mouth, but was unable to utter a word.

What surprised Duan Jiaran even more was that after a long time, the other party didn't lose his temper and quietly left without saying anything.

It took a while for the sound of closing the door to dissipate before Duan Jiaran raised his head, and gently wiped away the few tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingers.

He didn't know where this emotion came from to get angry for no reason, so he could only think randomly in his heart: Damn, this problem on his body is really annoying, and now even Duan Yunying knows about it.