wife who doesn't lie

Wen Mo's illness dragged on for a week. A cold is not a serious illness, but Wen Mo's resistance seems to be very poor, and he always looks like he is sick. How could Huo Yan allow it? In this way, he continued to worry about what was there and what was there in the orphanage, and ordered him to stay in the old house to recover from his illness before returning to the orphanage. Of course he had his own means to make him obedient, but this time, it was rare for Wen Mo not to... Contrary to his will, really idled at home for several days.

Reading books, keeping fit, and occasionally taking Huo Yao to make flowers and plants, it is very leisurely.

Song's mother made soup for him every day, carefully studied the recipes for health preservation, and looked like a dedicated servant. But unlike other people in the old house, she never called his wife, just called him like before. He Xiaomo, in the strict Huo family's old house, this is of course extremely offensive, but no one blamed her.

Omega has already destroyed many rules of this century-old house.

During this period of time, Huo Yan returned to the old house on time almost every day, and even Huo Yao restrained a lot, staying at home with Wen Mo in a proper manner, which seemed like a decent family.

The new year is here again, and gorgeous fireworks rise one after another over the city. The sky is dotted with prosperity, and the splendor reveals tranquility, maintaining an illusion of peace.

Huo Tong is back, he is already 13 years old, he looks more and more like his mother, his eyebrows are picturesque, he has started to twitch, he has the slender and handsome appearance of a young man, but his eyes are not soft, there is a sense of alienation Indifference, like a layer of ice, prevents people from being close to each other.

Since last year, under Huo's arrangement, like his father, he has hidden his Omega identity and transferred to the Federal Higher Military Academy. Therefore, he has fewer holidays every year, and the New Year's Eve is an extremely rare time to get together.

After being taken to Huo's old house by the driver, he went straight to the study.

The Omega in the study is still sitting in the study and reading a book as before.

Huo Tong took a look, walked over slowly, knelt down in front of him, and buried his head in his lap meekly.

Everything changed, yet nothing seemed to change.I haven't seen him for nearly a year. Huo Tong didn't have any intense emotions. He just gently rubbed his cheek against his. The muscles all over his body screamed in pain, but compared to the warmth at the moment, these are trivial things .

"Brother, I got the first overall grade point again." Huo Tong said.

With a smile on the corner of Wen Mo's lips, he ran his fingers through his hair, "It's amazing."

The two didn't speak anymore, as if words were superfluous to them, they were all trapped in Huo's, but this point of connection is free.

Huo Tong finally returned to his room. He frowned and took off the military uniform. There were many bruises on his bare thin body.

In the military academy that is dominated by alpha and beta, he has always maintained the first place in the comprehensive score. This is very difficult. After all, as a military student, besides intelligence, there are other aspects included in the assessment. These necessary military qualities In the stereotype that has been accumulated for hundreds of years, omega is impossible to be competent, so the prohibition of Omega admission to military academies has become a natural rule, and it has not changed even when the O rights organization is at its worst.

So Huo Tong also followed his father's old path and became a beta on the bright side. Of course, with Huo's support behind him, he can avoid cutting off the glands, and only needs to conceal the identity of Omega, but it also means , he can hardly occupy any advantage.

But at the end of the term, his grades were still number one.

One can imagine how much Huo Tong paid.

But Huo Tong couldn't relax a little bit, and he didn't dare to relax a little bit.

He stepped into the bathtub naked, biting his lip and using hot water to soothe his discomfort.

There was a slight sound in his ear, and a sharp light flashed in Huo Tong's pupils, but soon, his vigilance went away, "Xiao Yao."

Huo Yao frowned and looked at the injury on his body, his beautiful eyebrows twisted up.

Huo Tong turned sideways calmly, hiding the more messy side behind him, pulled his bathrobe and got up quickly, pinching his fleshy face with his wet fingers, "Why did you sneak in?"

Huo Yao's eyes still fell on the traces that he would not be able to cover up in the future, "Father promised me to send me to your old school after the Chinese New Year."

Huo Tong frowned. This child is only six years old. In that school, they will all be concealed from their identities as children of the Huo family and enroll as ordinary dignitaries. It's notoriously strict—that alpha is willing to do so.

Thinking of this, Huo Tongban knelt down.

"Xiao Yao..."

Huo Yao seemed to know what he wanted to say, and buried his face into his shoulder: "I want to learn a lot."

He rubbed against each other, "In the future, I can still protect Momo and my brother."

Huo Tong smiled helplessly, and hugged his small body very lovingly.

However, Huo Tong couldn't restrain a surge of disgust in his heart, but he had to pretend to love and love him flawlessly.

He remembered the year when the child was just born, his elder brother looked like a soulless walking corpse. At that time, there was a dark cloud floating up and down the whole old house. The enemy, tread lightly and face deep.

Therefore, he couldn't help angering this infant, just like angering himself.

But now he is just one of the few pawns alpha laid for this child.

He forced himself to suppress all the complicated emotions in his heart, and only smiled affectionately, "Okay, I will remember."

Alpha trapped him, how could he be willing to be trapped.

Of course, Huo Tong didn't understand at that time that no one could easily get rid of that alpha's deep insight into human nature.

The annual Huo Clan Ceremony is still grand, and this year's Ceremony has added an Omega. Huo Tong held Huo Yao's hand and stood beside the solemn Huo Clan Head. This Patriarch is at the peak of his age , behind him, the eagle emblem symbolizing the scepter overlooked the crowd solemnly.

Of course, the rule being broken again will not cause any doubts. The most common thing is that Huo's second uncle murmured to himself, "The world has really changed."

But he didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction on his face.

At midnight, the New Year's bell in the central area rings, and the sky above the city is suddenly plunged into a sea of ​​fireworks. The streets are crowded with people participating in the New Year's Eve. Looking down from Yichen's floor-to-ceiling windows, there is a lot of excitement, what a world of fireworks.

On a big screen, the president with a military background delivered a New Year's message.

"In the new year, may we still embrace democracy and equality."

Mr. President is wearing a well-tailored suit, and his eyes are firm and determined. No one will not be convinced of his sincerity when he said this.

Of course, politicians are always the best actors.

With a slight whirring sound, the screen went dark, and two people were gradually reflected on the thick black LCD screen. They were naked, cuddling together lazily, with some empty wine bottles scattered around them, and a wet ashtray was piled up on one side. There was a thick layer of cigarette butts, the room was filled with smoke, and there was a decadent atmosphere in the glass room.

"Am I getting old?" Meng Jin lightly puffed out his cigarette, pressed the corners of his eyes, and looked at himself on the screen.

"No." Fan Yuanzhi denied.

Meng Jin smiled, changed his posture, and handed the cigarette butt to Fan Yuanzhi naturally, who took it and snuffed it out in the wet ashtray.

Looking at the successive fireworks outside the glass canopy, Meng Jin said, "It's another year."

He whispered, "Even Meng Yan left."

He suddenly laughed, "Am I overestimating myself?"

His vigor and high-spirited spirit have been worn down by the reality, leaving nothing but grayness.

At that moment, Meng Jin suddenly realized that the framework of this society has long been firmly fixed by alpha, and any group within this established framework will only develop according to the doomed ending, no matter how hard it is.

"A real O rights fighter!" "The first Omega to enter the presidential palace!"

——No matter how many high titles he has, it turns out that he is just an Omega with a better posture under this framework.

But now, even his maintenance posture has begun to be powerless.

"This is not your problem." Fan Yuanzhi said.

"Yeah, how could it be my problem," Meng Jin smiled, "I've done so much, I've done so much! But—"

There was resentment in his eyes, "There is no change."

"Huo is still covering the sky with one hand, what about us?"

He continued to laugh, "It's just a stabilizer for a certain stage."

In the past, he played well between the Huo family and other camps. Everyone respected him as Mr. Meng. He enjoyed supreme respect, almost as if he was going to become a god. He was sure that he would change all the rules of power in this world, but In the end, he finally realized that in this society, all his brilliance was only based on that manic virus, like a utopia relying on the void, it only needs a small opportunity to be shattered into powder, not will change any status quo.

Maybe he is really old, Meng Jin has already begun to remember.He remembered that late night in the tavern, the waterproof felt cloth was shaking like the wind and rain, and the cold wind spared no effort to seep in. Li Xiang took a sip of the hot wine and said to him, "Hope."

He straightened his glasses, some light flashed on his ordinary face, which made him look very radiant, and he said softly but firmly, "Why is there no hope."

But with his departure, the hope in this disgusting world was completely taken away, and no one would create a second perfect savior like the mania virus.

He killed him himself.

"There is no hope."

Meng Jin looked at the drenched darkness in the distance, and murmured softly, "There is no hope."

His face was full of fanatical resentment, his lips were unusually red, but his face was pale and frightening. He stood up and looked down at the city.

He smiled grimly.