Chapter 11:

He picked up half a page of paper, and patted it back to the table again: "It's not me who signed you."
"I ... I see ..."
He An shuddered, and clenched his arms like chills.
In the hallucinations, the long, narrow eight-footed spider began to crawl on the back of his hands, and each foot was covered with black and white fluff. The metallic-colored round carapace hangs under his eyelids like sesame. Occasionally the carapace opens, and there are countless pairs of translucent thin wings sticking out and brushing his cheek.
He An was afraid that the insects might get into the bones. At this moment, the hairs were upright, the stomach was spasm, and the acid water was poured over Haiti.
Is this the best fit?
Because he didn't want to be talked back by Omega, releasing pheromone put him under tremendous mental torture. Is this how Alpha loves to use fit?
He An has always thought that pheromone is only about love. If the fit is low, love is shallower. If the fit is high, love is deeper. Now he finally realizes that pheromone has made Alpha and Omega two resonance strings, and there is too much entanglement with each other, except for lust. For example, the dependence of engraving into the bone marrow, the joy that can be known without words, one's uncontrolled desire to control, and the other's uncontrolled obedience.
As an Omega, he didn't resist his obedient nature.
If Zheng Feiyu loves him, obedience is a sweet way to flirt between the beds. He was willing to kneel, lie on his back, and shouted in his mouth not to open his body with shame, to be happy in the sense of weakness controlled by Zheng Feiyu. He will be safe. If he can't bear it, he will ask for mercy. The other party will stop and kiss him tenderly. He will say sorry for the regret and played.
But what if Zheng Feiyu didn't love him?
This unilateral oppression that cannot be resisted is like a hand, immersed in water according to his head, he can't bear it, is about to break his breath, is about to die, who should he ask for forgiveness?
He An shuddered on the sofa, but Zheng Feiyan remained indifferent, just glanced indifferently—Since the anger can make He An shut up, there is no need to try again.
He picked up the pen and wrote it down line by line, in an official tone: "You have been pregnant for six months, and the induction of labor must be as soon as possible, otherwise once the premature birth, the child survives, it is a trouble for anyone. I will contact you Obstetrician, I will be in the team tomorrow morning to perform the operation. I will not be there for the sake of avoiding suspicion, but I will let Cheng Xiu take care of you. You should discuss everything with him before, you should trust him, right? "
When he said the last sentence, Zheng Feiyu raised his lip corner and smiled, with obvious irony.
He An didn't respond, but gave a weak reply.
Zheng Feiyu continued to write down: "About one month after the induction of labor, you will enter the estrus period with my mark on you, and the estrus period will be very difficult. Therefore, I will arrange a marker removal surgery for you to help you recover Omega Omega. After the surgery, I hope you find a new Alpha as soon as possible, and stop having unrealistic fantasies about me, understand? "
He waited for a while, seeing He An not answering, raised the volume and asked again: "Do you understand?"
"Ming ... I understand."
He An looked up in surprise, staring at Zheng Feiyu.
"So, there is one last thing left-your residence." Zheng Feiyu stopped writing, "Buy or rent?"
"Rent, rent."
"Very good." The nib walked up the paper again, chasing Zheng Feiyu's speed, "You need to change to a new residence. I don't force you to leave Yuanjiang, but you must move far enough from the city center. Place, lest I find you easily after losing consciousness. As compensation, you can choose a house you like, below two hundred square meters, I will pay you the full amount, but the chance is only once. If you find me again, I will ask you to leave Yuan Jiang immediately and never come back again. He An, I did not threaten you, but to urge you to hide yourself, do you understand? "
He An looked at him without focus and nodded blankly.
After the three agreements were drafted, Zheng Feiyu went back and checked it again. The pen tip circled, stroked, drew, and smeared. The irregular expressions and ambiguous sentences were deleted one by one, and the pen was put aside.
After the dust settled and the potential dispute turned back hopelessly, he dissipated his anger and recovered the nine-point gentleman.
He rotated the paper full of characters 180 degrees, his long fingers touched the paper, flattened the crease, and slowly pushed it to He An: "He An, I'm sorry to disturb your life and hurt Your body and feelings, but this is already the best solution I can think of. It is an accident between us. The accident will not end as soon as possible, it will only cause greater harm. This is true for you, right This is even more true for me. It's better to cut off the relationship early and hurt for a while.
"You don't have to worry about money. I will pay the full penalty for the cancellation of the rent, the cost of the two operations, the postoperative nutrition, and the relocation. You can contact Cheng Xiu at any time to get it from him, but remember— Don't contact me. In any case, I want you to keep your promise, and cut off the contact with me cleanly from today and from this moment on. "
This is a final verdict and there is no turning point.
He An shuddered all over, feeling only the musculoskeletal chills, and the whole person fell into the bottom of the winter lake. The lake that stopped flowing formed a solid ice above his head, and Zheng Feiyao's muffled and vague voice came from the other side of the world: "Let's talk about it here, I hope you find your love soon ... you don't need to see me again in the future."
Then he stood up, shook the hem of the suit neatly in front of He An, turned over, and arranged the neckline and cuffs of the shirt against the glass. Then he opened the wallet and took out a large denomination banknote and pressed it on the table. Without looking at He An, he turned and left the cafe.
Zheng Feiyu left.
I didn't give up when I left.
Leave a note to pay for today's tea; leave a ballpoint pen, the property of the coffee shop; leave a cup of cocoa, every drop has been cool; leave a piece of paper, each The words are talking about two cuts.
What do you have left?
He An asked himself.
From now on, apart from those painful memories of stars and joy, what are you left with?
When Cheng Xiu came in like a missile launch, He An was spitting at the table, holding his desk spit, his eyes were filthy.