"That's just how my mom is, sharp-tongued but soft-hearted. She might scare me, but she won't actually freeze my account. Besides, I can't stand by and do nothing when I see injustice."
Song Ling disliked people who bullied the weak. In his eyes, the extra power an Alpha had over an Omega was only meaningful if it was invested in training. Finding a sense of existence by bullying the weak was utterly childish.
After the two had breakfast, Luo Wenchuan prepared lunch for Song Ling and put it in the refrigerator before returning home.
This person is very thoughtful and meticulous in his work, making everyone who is around him feel comfortable.
In the afternoon, Song Ling dragged her injured arm to the bookstore and bought several textbooks on command studies. In addition to these, she also bought a physiology book, "Omega Differentiation Guide".
He felt that Luo Wenchuan would find this useful. Judging from Luo Wenchuan's bookish appearance, he probably didn't know much about this kind of physiological knowledge. He would have to make Song Ling take a good look at it next time they met.
As an Omega, I must protect myself.
Weekends without physical training are especially boring, especially since Luo Wenchuan, such an obedient rabbit, didn't come to see him again the next day.
Song Ling had been reading all day. When she lay down on the bed, she saw that the room next to her was empty, and she felt a little uncomfortable.
Luo Wenchuan is a strange person. When he's around, you don't feel anything, but once he's gone, you always feel like something's missing from your life.
The thought of ordering takeout again that night immediately made Song Ling's lips droop. Luo Wenchuan was quite good at cooking.
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When Zhou Yinan returned to school on Monday, he waited for Song Ling at the entrance with breakfast made by his mother.
I don't know what's wrong with this person. Last night, they sent a message insisting on eating the breakfast their family makes. Maybe they're homesick?
"Brother Ling, are you feeling better?" He seemed more energetic than before.
"It's inconvenient to move around in."
"That's right, it takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone, so it needs to rest for a while."
As the two were walking, they suddenly saw a group of people ahead, gathered around a display board looking at the competition results of the recommended students.
"I heard our school won first place in the physics competition this time. I want to see which genius it is." Zhou Yinan shoved breakfast into Song Ling's hand, squeezed into the crowd, and suddenly called out after seeing the list.
"What are you doing?" Song Ling pulled the man out of the crowd. "Why are you yelling so loudly? Have you seen a ghost?"
"Luo Luo Luo... Luo Wenchuan, Luo Wenchuan won first place in the competition!" Zhou Yinan seemed to have learned something incredible, and she was extremely excited.
"So what if he's first? He seems pretty smart." Song Ling had barely finished speaking when she suddenly felt something was off. "Luo Wenchuan, from the recommended admission program?"
Song Ling glanced at Zhou Yinan, who nodded repeatedly, like a chick pecking at rice.
Song Ling immediately squeezed to the front. In the group photo of the competition posted on the bulletin board, the person holding the medal and surrounded in the middle with a shy smile on his face was Luo Wenchuan.
This person is an Omega who can't even kill a chicken, how come he's in the special admission class?
"Oh my, who is this? She's so cute." A girl asked in my ear.
"Don't even think about it, sister. She's an Omega. An Omega who looks like that must already be taken."
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Chapter 7 (2/2)
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"Ah, it's an Omega. What a pity. I thought it would be a cute Alpha."
The group sighed in dismay. Song Ling also began to ponder this person. An Omega who wanted to get into the special admission program must have relied on their individual academic performance. This person's math and science scores were clearly among the best in the grade, so why was he always so timid and hesitant?
Seeing Song Ling emerge from the crowd, Zhou Yinan put his arm around Song Ling's shoulder and exclaimed, "Brother Ling, you've struck gold! Luo Wenchuan is so smart, he must be a top-tier Omega! I was just being cynical. What do you call this? You've done a hero save a damsel in distress, a match made in heaven!"
This O is much rarer than an A; countless wealthy families would search high and low for an O, yet Song Ling found it by the roadside. This is incredibly lucky; why can't he find one like it?
After Zhou Yinan said that, Song Ling felt a surge of excitement. Luo Wenchuan looked so unassuming, but he turned out to be quite capable.
The two headed towards the classroom, and before they even entered, they saw Sun Yining waiting at the door.
"Squad Leader Sun," Song Ling glanced at the man, who was easily over 1.85 meters tall, and asked, "You came to see me?"
Seeing that he was still able to come to class, Sun Yining didn't mention the injury again, but asked him, "Did you know that the student who tripped you was punished today?"
"Who was it? I didn't even see who tripped me."
“You didn’t know?” Sun Yining raised an eyebrow. “I thought you were the one who found out.”
"What happened?"
Song Ling isn't that petty; she wouldn't hold a grudge over such a small matter.
Sun Yining said, "The person who tripped you is called Wang Ting. He does a lot of unethical things, but there's never been any evidence against him, so he's never been investigated. I heard this morning that he was called in for a talk by the academic affairs office. Apparently, he was reported for maliciously spreading videos of female Omegas."
The content of the video and how it was obtained are self-evident.
"Isn't this just reaping what you sow?" Song Ling despised this kind of person the most. Alphas at this age really have too much energy for nothing. Why do they have to commit crimes when there are so many other things to do?
"Yes, this has involved a lot of people, even the neighboring school has been dragged in, it can be said that they have been wiped out in one fell swoop."
Sun Yining's expression was very serious. This kind of thing was rampant in schools, and the school had been unable to take action due to a lack of evidence. This whistleblower was very clever; he directly hacked into Wang Ting's private terminal and then anonymously sent the evidence to the police. Such methods were truly ingenious.
"You really didn't know about this?"
Sun Yining asked again, "In the entire Songxian No. 1 High School, it seems that only Song Ling and Jiang Hanzhou have the ability to thoroughly investigate Wang Ting. Jiang Hanzhou has no dealings with those people in Wang Ting, so there's no need for him to meddle. That leaves only Song Ling."
"I really don't know, maybe it's karma."
"He who walks by the river will eventually get his shoes wet." Song Ling could only say that it was a great relief; with Wang Ting now in custody, countless young women would be grateful to the whistleblower.
Seeing that he couldn't get any information out of her, Sun Yining didn't linger. He only told Song Ling to be careful when going home. Wang Ting had been arrested, but his gang was still around, so they always had to be extra cautious.
This morning, I had a lot of information crammed into my head. First, Luo Wenchuan won an award, and then Wang Ting was reported.
Overall, it's all good.
Song Ling felt it was understandable that Sun Yining suspected him, given that he had just made an enemy of Wang Ting and was now being arrested. If Wei Yu thought the same way, wouldn't he have offended all the well-known Alphas in the senior grade? Thinking about this, Song Ling suddenly felt a little depressed. He wasn't afraid of offending people, but those people didn't seem like honest individuals, so it would definitely be troublesome.
For a whole week, my ears were filled with other people's discussions about the royal court, something that was originally very troublesome to deal with.
However, this time, due to the overwhelming evidence and the negative impact of the malicious dissemination of the video on several Omegas, Wang Ting was expelled from school and detained.
This is the first time the school has been so efficient.
This week at school was filled with all sorts of gossip, and it went by exceptionally fast; before I knew it, it was Friday.
When Song Ling finished class, he took a long detour to buy a pastry shop he had been wanting to try for a long time. This pastry shop was a well-established brand in Song County, and he wanted to buy it for Luo Wenchuan to try.
The person was carrying a bag of sweet pastries into the alley. The further Song Ling went, the more uneasy she felt.
This dark and damp place seems to have a pheromone scent.
Song Ling took a breath, and a rich rose scent filled her nostrils. This smell... could it be Omega heat? If you have Omega heat, go home and take suppressants, why are you hiding in this alley?
Song Ling tightened his grip on the bag; the strong smell made him feel unwell.
People practically fled the alley. After returning to her rented room, Song Ling threw the snacks on the table and went inside.
The person was lying on the light-colored sheets, feeling extremely hot.
Could it be that the Omega's pheromones have triggered my fertile period?
Song Ling's hand landed on the bed sheet, which was originally laid flat, but was clenched into her hand and twisted into an unrecognizable shape.
The terminal he was carrying beeped with a notification sound. Song Ling took the terminal out of his pocket, and an anonymous message popped up as soon as he turned it on.
The message contained a line of text and a picture.
The picture shows a pair of slender hands resting on a pair of black boxer briefs, a garment typically worn by men. Although there is a layer of fabric between them, the outline clearly reveals what lies beneath.
"Want it?" The three words, carrying a special meaning, were prominently displayed in the message box.
"grass!"
Song Ling threw the terminal in his hand away.
Who is this guy, messing around like this? Song Ling frowned, hesitating before clicking delete. He should keep him; maybe one day they'll find out who this pervert is.
Suppressing her discomfort, Song Ling logged out of the message box. For a long time, the disgusting photo kept replaying in her mind, making her feel nauseous.
Throughout his eighteen years of life, he always felt that he was attracted to female Omegas.
Even if he wasn't female, he had to be a fair-skinned, slender male Omega like Luo Wenchuan. He didn't understand why so many Alphas in this school liked him; did he even look like an Omega?
Song Ling took a deep breath, enduring the excruciating itching all over her body, and went to the bedside table to find an inhibitor.
The person got off the bed, lost their footing, and accidentally fell to the ground.
She bumped into the bedside table, felt a chill on her back, and before Song Ling could even cry out in pain, she suddenly heard a familiar voice in a daze.
"Brother Ling."
The boy who approached the bedroom paused for a moment when he saw Song Ling biting the hem of her shirt on the floor.
Song Ling was wearing knee-length shorts, her legs slightly bent. Under her lifted shirt, her lower abdomen rose and fell rapidly with her abdominal breathing, and Luo Wenchuan could clearly see that Song Ling was covered in a thin layer of sweat.
His slightly parted, engorged lips, pearly white teeth, and the unnatural redness at the corners of his eyes gave Song Ling a unique air about him.
The peach blossom scent pheromones kept entering his nasal cavity, and even though they hadn't differentiated yet, the flame in Luo Wenchuan's heart still flickered.
Putting personality aside, in terms of pheromones alone, he and Song Ling are definitely a match made in heaven.
"Brother Ling..."
Luo Wenchuan's voice pierced straight into Song Ling's heart, almost causing her to lose control.
"Don't look at me." Song Ling's voice was a little hoarse. He reached out and pulled a pillow from the bed to cover his face.
This is really embarrassing.
Long, slender fingers sank into the soft pillow. Luo Wenchuan stood at the door, his legs momentarily unable to move. The scene before him was too shocking; he hadn't expected Song Ling to be like this during her vulnerable period.
A note from the author:
Song Ling: I want to mark him;
Luo Wenchuan: I want to tag him;
#Who tagged whom#
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