unexpected giveaway

Cory spent an extra day in the hospital until all tests passed Clauris.It's still a nice day today, with some sunshine, but not overpowering.The sky is very blue, occasionally there will be a few thin white clouds drifting slowly.

Corey loved the weather, standing in front of the window in his old clothes.He drew the curtains aside, and Cory squinted to soak in the pale yellow sunlight that fell through the window.Corey's skin was originally fair, but now it was rendered so transparent by the sun that it could almost pass through with hands.

Cory faced the window with a satisfied smile.

He looked out the window, there was no one around the hospital, only a few bicycles parked on the side of the road.On the opposite side of the wide road, there are many tall buildings with people coming and going.Corey seemed to feel the unique hustle and bustle from that bustling world, and he yearned for it, where there was the joy and freedom he wanted.

Corey looked down again, he suddenly felt a little more joyful.

There was a knock on the door behind him, and Corey turned his head to see Claus standing in the doorway.Thank God she didn't wear a white coat today, just a simple shirt with a knee-length skirt.But her appearance snuffed out Cory's little joys, and Cory rolled his eyes.

Chester didn't send anyone to pick up Corey, only Clauris did it for him.Corey followed Cloris, a bright red Beetle that matched her hair, to the parking lot.

As Cory got into the car, Cloris leaned over to help him fasten his seat belt.Cory was willing to accept it, and he felt that taking advantage of this kind of petty advantage could not affect him.

The car was running smoothly on the road.Corey saw rows of identical trees outside through the car window, and the scenery was very boring.Occasionally, a few beautiful and flamboyant cars passed by, and the owners honked their horns at Claurece's Beetle, and there was laughter in the cars.Corey laughed too, and there was something ruffian about his laugh.Cory tends to half-close his eyes when he smiles, and this odd habit, paired with his clear, aqua-blue eyes, gives his smile a unique flavor.

But Cory's smile is often half-fake, making one wonder what it's like when he's really happy.

Cory had this half-true smile—until the car pulled up at the gate of Chester’s house—and then put on a completely fake smile.

Corey looked at Claus, smiled and said, "I thought you would take me somewhere else for safety reasons. I'd rather have my family live there."

Crowley sighed and called his name.

Corey continued to laugh, blinking his bright sapphire eyes, and said, "I'm kidding, ma'am, don't take it seriously. I heard you on the phone outside from the hospital bed, and you called a bunch of cops." Crouching where I live. My body doesn't know what's going to happen, I can't escape."

Klauris glanced at the document beside her, she thought about it tangledly, and finally resigned herself to repeating to Corey what she had said to Chester a few days ago, and Corey replied the same words to her.

"That's good, miss."

Claire watched with a headache as Cory signed his name on the document without hesitation.

The white door next to it made a sound, and the door was pulled open, and a servant stood at the door and saluted Claus respectfully.Taking advantage of this time difference, Corey quickly got out of the car.Corey stood beside the car with his arms on the roof and bent down to Claurece with a bright smile: "Wish me luck, Claurece."

The car door was slammed shut, and Claus could only see some tiny dust flying in the air.

Corey followed the servant into Chester's house, which looked more magnificent and more popular during the day.From a distance, Corey can see the tallest house with a triangular roof. The color of the roof is gray-blue, and the window lattices of the floor-to-ceiling windows are also gray-blue.In addition to gray blue and white, the whole house only has a small amount of vermilion and dark black, and the color matching is extremely simple.Cory pictured Chester in his mind, and thought the color suited his personality perfectly.

They came to the house, past the grotesque gardens and the trimmed lawn, past the rectangular swimming pool.There is also a big tree next to the house, only as tall as the attic.Corey couldn't tell what kind of tree it was, but he knew it was a certain age.

The servant walked up the steps and knocked a few times, then opened the door and stood at the door inviting Corey to enter.Corey was a little nervous as he walked into the back room and the door closed silently behind him.

In front of Corey, Chester was sitting on the sofa in an extremely elegant posture, sipping a cup of coffee.He was wearing a black turtleneck and a pair of camel trousers today, but Cory didn't feel any warmth from him, he still remembered the frozen river in winter or the dead tree branches covered with snow.So Cory's eyes were full of guard when he smiled at him.

Chester looked up at him, and Chester's black eyes were filled with indifference and ruthlessness. These emotions gathered together were like a small dagger, and he didn't want to taste the taste of blood all the time.For a normal person, these eyes are too wild.

"Come and sit, Mr. Damon." Chester put down the cup in his hand.

Corey looked at him with a smile.

"I promise I won't take any action against you, you are absolutely safe." Chester even raised a hand, "And I didn't take the initiative to initiate that time."

Little by little his sharp eyes fell on Cory, and Cory had to obey.Cory licked his lips and walked over to sit on the couch next to him.

Chester didn't withdraw his gaze, he looked at Corey and said, "We have to talk, Mr. Damon."

Corey laughed extremely falsely: "I think so too, sir."

Chester said blankly: "I think we're going to live together for a while, did you sign that document?" Seeing Corey nodding, he continued, "We shouldn't always have some violent things. Peaceful coexistence will help us get through this time."

He used the word "to suffer" and Cory wanted to laugh, but he held it back.He responded obediently: "Yes, sir."

Chester immediately took out a document and threw it on the table, saying: "After this matter is over, I will give you corresponding compensation. I will let you have enough wealth to live a prosperous life for the rest of your life, and send you and Your family goes wherever you want, and I will help you solve this problem about the distribution of Omega by the national system, so that you can live comfortably. But you have to promise me that you will never appear in my house again In front of you. In order to show my sincerity, I have sent a sum of money to your family. I believe that the money will make life easier for your family. At the same time, you can choose the room you want to live in at will. You can move around freely at home. You can also make requests to me, for example, if you want to go out, if I have free time and if I want, I will accompany you. As for your matters, as long as you don’t want me to come The decision, I will leave it to you and never ask again."

Corey thought for a few seconds and happily accepted the deal. "It's very satisfying to me, sir." He picked up his pen and signed the document as quickly as he had just signed the document that Claurece handed over.

Without any hesitation, he was decisive and quick.

Chester said: "I am very happy with this result, Mr. Damon." After speaking, he held out his hand to him.

Corey didn't see the happy expression on his ice-like face, but he still stretched out his hand.

Chester just touched Corey's hand lightly with his fingertips and took it back. Then he stood up and picked up the documents on the table, told Corey to arrange it himself, and turned and walked into the back room.

Corey was reminiscing about the touch just now, the cool feeling of Chester's fingers remaining in his hand, which somehow made him want to get closer.Corey found that besides Chester's eyes, he also fell in love with his fingers, which were long and strong, with round and clean nails.He imagined that he rested his head on that broad palm, whether the close distance would make him feel a little bit of body temperature.

Corey shrugged, he couldn't deny the Omega properties coming from his body.

Corey stretched, stood up and shook his head.He walked out of the hall to the door, stretched out his hand and opened the door and took a deep breath of fresh air from the outside world.

The servant was still standing outside, extremely loyal.Corey walked up to him and asked him with a smile, "What's your name?"

"Arthur, sir." The servant's voice was mechanically cold.

Corey thought this really looked like his master.He pointed to himself and said, "Cory Damon, I hope you remember that name. Because, I'm going to be living here for a while."

"Yes, sir."

The author has something to say: the prototype of the Chester house, from Baidu Pictures~