It was 9:30 a.m., a time when Song Ling rarely slept in.
There was no food left in the refrigerator; Luo Wenchuan must have cooked dinner and was waiting for him last night.
But not only did he not come back, he also drank so much. I should have told Luo Wenchuan earlier that he was going to a dinner party. This guy probably waited for me all night.
Young people experiencing their first love are easily deceived. How could Luo Wenchuan be so easily fooled with just a few words? This is not good.
A helpless smile appeared on Song Ling's face as she put the rice into the microwave to heat it up.
Hearing footsteps, Song Ling turned around and saw Luo Wenchuan standing in the living room, looking at him blankly like a little rabbit.
Luo Wenchuan, wearing a pure white T-shirt that Song Ling had bought last year but had forgotten to wear, looked extremely uneasy: "Brother Ling, let me cook."
"You don't need to do it. You made it yesterday. Just heat it up. You can sit there and wait."
"Wait..."
Luo Wenchuan tilted his head, looking somewhat at a loss.
Seeing that the person was still standing, Song Ling walked over and pulled him to a chair in front of the dining table: "I told you to wait, so just wait."
He couldn't help but touch Luo Wenchuan's head. His freshly blow-dried hair was clean, soft, and felt great to the touch.
Luo Wenchuan is such a well-behaved child, he must be very loved at home. If Ms. Song had such an obedient son, she would have to show him off every day.
Luo Wenchuan nodded, watching Song Ling's retreating figure, a slight smile unconsciously playing on his lips.
When Song Ling wants to be good to someone, he can give them everything he has. He has never lacked anything since he was a child, but surprisingly, he knows very well what everyone needs.
Love what others love, and hate what others hate.
So when they hate, they truly hate; when they love, they truly love to the core.
He genuinely liked Luo Wenchuan; such a well-behaved child was a rare find.
Luo Wenchuan has been staying here for the past few days, and his speech has improved a lot compared to before. As long as he's not in a hurry, apart from speaking a little softly, he's no different from a normal person.
Song Ling was really curious about what this person had gone through to turn a genius boy into this.
After seeing Song Ling sit down and start eating, Luo Wenchuan picked up his own chopsticks and began to eat cautiously.
"Do you often cook at home?" Song Ling couldn't help but ask. He seemed to have never heard Luo Wenchuan mention his family before. Generally speaking, people love their mothers the most, and even if they don't mention their fathers, they can't help but mention their mothers.
Upon hearing this, Luo Wenchuan paused, his hand holding the chopsticks still for a moment: "I'm staying at my uncle's house. My uncle and his family are very busy, so I cook."
"What are my uncle's family busy with?"
"Going to work, going to school."
"You have to go to school too. What about your mother?" It turned out that this person had been bullied since childhood.
Luo Wenchuan looked up at Song Ling, his originally calm gaze trembling slightly.
"If you don't want to talk about it, you don't have to."
Song Ling disliked forcing people to do things against their will. Bringing up old issues again wouldn't offer comfort but would only reopen old wounds. While he hoped Luo Wenchuan could open up to him, he also hoped that Luo could live a simple and happy life.
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“It’s okay, I can tell you.” Luo Wenchuan clenched his chopsticks a little tighter and said, “I was abandoned by my parents after I was born because of me, because I am an Omega with a gland defect.”
"Is there a defect in the gland?"
“Well, it’s very likely that he will never fully differentiate.” Luo Wenchuan looked at Song Ling with some worry in his eyes. “Brother Ling, I, I’m not a top-tier Omega. I might not release pheromones, and I can’t have children. If you care, I can leave. You don’t need to, you don’t need to take any responsibility for me. Last night, we didn’t go all the way. Even if we had, it wouldn’t have mattered to me. You’re good. It’s my fault.”
After saying all that, the man's eyes were already very red. Song Ling could clearly see the tears welling up in Luo Wenchuan's eyes.
Luo Wenchuan is not only not a top-tier Omega, but also an Omega with a defective and abnormal gland.
how so.
Luo Wenchuan's experiences have exceeded Song Ling's imagination. He is the first top-tier Alpha in the Song family's generation, and his maternal grandparents dote on him. Even though Madam Song can be difficult to talk to at times, everything she does is essentially for his benefit.
Luo Wenchuan's life experiences seem to be the complete opposite of what he described. This top Omega, this effeminate guy, is actually a person with a glandular defect.
He must have gone through a lot of bad things.
"Is the way you talk innate?" Song Ling asked him.
Luo Wenchuan nodded, as if he were slowly opening up the wound: "Back then, the doctor recommended a cesarean section, but the older generation insisted that natural childbirth was better. As a result, I experienced mild labor asphyxia, which slightly affected my language center."
This is a true story. While other children could already call out "Mom," he struggled a lot to make a sound.
The first word Luo Wenchuan learned was not "mother" or "father," but "Enigma." Everyone thought he was a useless person with a defective gland, but only he knew that he was the rarer Enigma.
He could have been even more perfect, but because of one person's suggestion, he was left with a linguistic flaw.
There was resentment in my heart, but I couldn't change it, so I was forced to let it go.
Seeing that Song Ling was no longer silent, Luo Wenchuan slowly stood up, as if he were about to escape from a beautiful dream, and said to Song Ling, "Brother Ling, I'd better go. Thank you."
"where did you go."
Song Ling stood up and pulled Luo Wenchuan over.
Song Ling was quite strong, and Luo Wenchuan was caught off guard and pulled into her arms.
"What are you imagining? I'm a person, not an animal. So what if I'm not a top-tier Omega? I like you as a person, not your glands."
He had initially hoped to find a top-tier Omega, but his criteria for a partner were never limited to just being a top-tier Omega.
“Wen Chuan, sometimes I really hate pheromones, because even the most powerful Alpha can be influenced by highly compatible pheromones. That day when I passed by the alley, I think I was triggered into my sensitive period by a highly compatible pheromone.” Song Ling felt the body in his arms stiffen slightly, patted his back, and continued, “But I didn’t want to mark that person. It might be disrespectful to say it, but at that moment, I thought of you, you who have no pheromones. I might like you, not because of pheromones, but simply because you are you.”
Luo Wenchuan is a person whose soul shines brightly, and even if he never differentiates in this life, Song Ling won't care. Inner qualities often generate more lasting affection than innate conditions.
He liked Luo Wenchuan not only because Luo Wenchuan was good-looking, but also because of his soft yet resilient heart.
Between Alpha and Omega, there shouldn't be only instinctive impulses.
"I……"
Luo Wenchuan looked up and met Song Ling's gentle, watery gaze.
He had achieved his goal: Song Ling would like him even more out of pity. But he felt no joy at all.
Song Ling said he liked himself, not because of the information, but simply because he was who he was.
How could that be? No one can resist the temptation of highly compatible pheromones. Even if Song Ling says he regrets liking an Omega without pheromones, he'll still be unable to resist sleeping with someone whose pheromones match his.
This is an instinctive impulse that Alpha cannot escape.
"You don't believe me? I know you don't believe me."
If someone else had said this, Song Ling wouldn't have believed it either, but he was confident in himself. He had said he would like Luo Wenchuan, and from now on, he would only like this one person.
"I……"
Luo Wenchuan stammered "I" for a long time, unable to finish what he was going to say.
The next moment, a gentle kiss landed on my forehead, like a feather falling on my heart.
Luo Wenchuan stopped talking, closed his eyes, and put his arm around Song Ling's waist.
Song Ling discovered that Luo Wenchuan was a very insecure person. The more such a person liked someone, the more anxious and insecure they became.
I like you, simply because you are you.
That's a really good point.
This person's gentleness and patience were enough to move Luo Wenchuan's heart at this moment.
He has been holding back since yesterday, and even the slightest touch has ignited the flames of lust in his heart.
Luo Wenchuan put his arm around Song Ling's waist and slipped his hand under the hem of Song Ling's clothes.
The next moment, the lips that had landed on his forehead left.
"Wen Chuan, would you like to go for a walk today to relax? An amusement park or a hike would be fine."
"Uh..." Luo Wenchuan's heart was about to explode at Song Ling's hands. What was he supposed to do? He really didn't want to go for a walk right now. He just wanted to tie this guy up, throw him on the sofa, and then gag him.
Song Ling is really sick.
He's sick too, so why would he want to sleep with Song Ling?
A note from the author:
Deceptive statement: #What will happen to Luo Wenchuan without him?#
Thank you to "陌上人如玉", "一十柒", and "白茶悸" for the nutrient solution.
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Chapter 15
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Luo Wenchuan still went out with Song Ling.
In Songxian County, a vast plain, there is only one mountain, and at the foot of the mountain is a very simple amusement park.
Upon arriving at his destination, Luo Wenchuan felt he must have gone mad. In his eyes, activities like shopping and watching movies were the biggest waste of time. Since the final destination was his bed, there was no need to do anything unnecessary.
Song Ling is essentially quite naive.
Song Ling, who was labeled as childish, bought two all-day passes and waved them in front of Luo Wenchuan like a child: "Wenchuan, which one do you want to play?"
"It will be all right."
A storm was brewing in Luo Wenchuan's heart, but his expression remained gentle.