The well-known "Mid-Autumn Festival feast" was thus turned into an "Omega Syrian Old Banquet". Han Xiaoli opened a private room and enthusiastically pulled He An into the room and called his own Alpha.

Alpha is still five big, three rough, and kind-hearted. He has resigned from the job of an auto repair shop and focused on helping Han Xiaoli to look at the store. Every day, there is Han Xiaoli's love for dinner.

He carried a little boy about two years old on his shoulders.

"Egg cakes," Han Xiaoli said, "I was born with your house lily of the same year and the same day."

"Looking at him last time was still a little radish head that couldn't open his eyes. After a while, he'd grown so big. It's stronger than our lily of the valley." He An said.

Suddenly staring at the quiche, Suzuran blinked cleverly, the little guy smiled head to head, climbed down his father's shoulder, and happily came to find Suzuran to play.

Han Xiaoli took out his mobile phone and stepped forward to show He An a few more photos: "Hey, this is a rice ball, this is a seaweed bag, twins, just sixty days old."

In the photo are two little babies, sleeping intimately together.

"You ... you guys are a bit quick ..."

He An was surprised.

Han Xiaoli scratched his scalp and was very shy: "Oh, look at the omelet is so cute, I didn't hold back, and steamed a rice ball again. It turned out to be so kind and included a laver bag ... you, you too Come on, try to plant some more hydrangea, cloves, Luo Han Guo ... "

"Hydrangea and lilac are fine, but Luo Hanguo is no longer needed." He Antuo smiled.

The two Omegas ate small dishes and soup buns, recalling their experiences at Yuanxi Second Hospital. It's been two years since the incident, and the emotions of the parties have faded, but for Zheng Feiyu, he heard every detail for the first time--

The first time He An heard about excessive blood loss, he was unconscious for five days on the bed, and Lily of the Valley solitary lay from Christmas to New Year's Day in the neonatal care room; the first time He An was awake, he was almost weak When he couldn't sit up, only Cheng Xiu would take care of him day and night; for the first time, he heard his new assistant came to the door with Li and "politely invited" He An to move to the ward. He An could not resist and could only submit.

Zheng Feiyu couldn't bear to listen, but he also understood that these facts must be faced by him as a penitent victimizer.

Later, Han Xiaoli went out to work, leaving only three of his family in the private room.

"Okay, now is our time."

He An smiled at him, lowered his head and blew the bitten soup bag, and carefully fed it to Lily of the Valley, with a natural expression, as if it were just an old narrative between friends.

Zheng Feiyu thanked him for his tolerance, and nodded: "I didn't have a job in the afternoon and would like to accompany you. Let's take Suzuran to the zoo to play, what do you think?"

"Okay, but ... I want to go to the library first."

"Library?" Zheng Feiyu was a little surprised. "Don't you finish the exam?"

He An emptied the last sip of mushroom soup in the bowl and put down his spoon: "I want to borrow a few books to look at at home on the weekend. Soon, you wait for me in the parking lot downstairs for a quarter of an hour, and I will go through the loan procedures."

"Okay, take your time, don't worry."

Zheng Feiyu took the spoon and filled him with a bowl, and pushed it gently.

In fact, the books He An wants to borrow are not professionally related.

He went into the library with his student ID, instead of going to the economics area on the fourth floor, he stopped on the third floor and stepped into the literature and psychology area.

He needs to resolve some inner struggles.

About a month ago, he noticed that the amount of pheromone extracts hanging around Zheng Feiyu's neck was becoming scarce. Today, there is only one layer as thin as a cicada, and the bottom of the tube the size of a nail cover is spread. dissatisfied. Maybe another week, the glass tube will be completely empty.

After emptying, how will Zheng Feiyan live?

The answer was obvious and dreadful, but Zheng Feiyu seemed to have not seen it, and never even mentioned a word to him.

He An of course knows that Zheng Feiyu completely gave him the right to make the decision in the future, but he was content with the status quo, so he dragged on day by day and never dared to take a step forward.

Because he was afraid.

I am afraid that after switching back to the primitive gonads, all the beauty that I have today will deteriorate.

He doesn't hate Zheng Feiyu. On the contrary, he likes the relationship with Zheng Feiyu now-he can play tricks or snuggle with peace of mind. There is no one who is more noble and humbler. Love is sweeter and fresher than he expected. The extremely low degree of fit failed to weaken Zheng Feiyu's love for him, and failed to stop him from feeling good about Zheng Feiyu again.

This is something to be pleased with.

But after changing the gonads?

Will he change back to the former self who had surrendered to love and could not even protect his dignity?

How cowardly, how low, how sincere and terrifying he was at that time, he enshrined Fei Zheng in the center of the world, always looking up, except Zheng Fei Ling's love, there was no other pursuit in his soul.