There were many reasons for Pei Zhuo's poverty.
In addition to basic necessities, he needed money to buy omega inhibitors, various storage tubes for abilities, and gene stabilizers for the future.
Also, he owed money.
This 1.31 million IOU gave Pei Zhuo a taste of the dangers of society for the first time.
That alpha with the surname Chu detained him.
It was a hot summer day, three alphas died near the old street. Flies followed the smell and buzzed around. For some reason, the police never came.
N was also as quiet as a corpse.
This antique shop was like a safe, isolated island that had never been marked on the map. Anyone who entered this place would have their traces quietly erased.
Pei Zhuo, who was detained, stared blankly at the parts on the table.
Two days ago.
When that Chu guy stared at him with a smile and said, "If you don't have money, you can pay with your body." He jumped out of bed and tried to escape through the window.
Unfortunately, his foot was entangled in the quilt and he fell off the bed. He hit his injured left leg and his escape plan failed. He almost fainted from the pain.
The man with the surname Chu came over, but he didn't help him up. Instead, he closed the window and bolted it with a click.
Pei Zhuo: "…" He slowly stepped back.
"What are you afraid of? I don't eat people." Chu Yao couldn't help but laugh. He squatted down and pinched his face." You're quite cute."
Pei Zhuo's face was deformed from being pinched.
He blinked his eyes blankly and was a little confused. He couldn't figure out his current situation and subconsciously observed the alpha in front of him.
His facial features were soft and his eyes were blue. When he smiled, his eyes were gentle like the soothing waves on the beach.
It was a completely different style from when he fought with precision without any unnecessary movements.
His snow-white hair was blown by the wind, the sun giving it a faint glow. He looked like a tall and mighty snow wolf with soft fur that made people want to touch him.
As Pei Zhuo thought this, he did just that.
Both of them simultaneously froze.
After a moment, Chu Yao laughed and put the omega back on the bed. He asked him, "Do you know how to fix things?"
"… No."
"Work to pay for your debt. I'll teach you."
-
Two days later.
"You can't even detect a short circuit?" Boss Chu took a deep puff of his cigarette and narrowed his eyes. After a while, he glanced at Pei Zhuo and said with tolerance, "Forget it. Do you want instant noodles?"
"Yes."
Pei Zhuo had never eaten instant noodles before.
The experimental subjects' food was only colorless and tasteless nutrient solutions, and they were not allowed to eat anything outside.
The first time he tasted the flavor that was so fresh that his taste buds were about to explode, he was stunned for a full ten seconds. Then, he drank the rest of the soup in a reserved manner.
In fact, it was no different from wolfing down the food.
Seeing this, Boss Chu's heart was overflowing with kindness. Every few days, he would treat him to instant noodles.
"What flavor do you want?"
"Laotan pickled cabbage."
"Wait here." Chu Yao reached out and pinched his cheek, then got up to make two bowls of instant noodles.
Pei Zhuo remained indifferent.
Being pinched on the face before eating instant noodles seemed to have become a habit. Anyway, it was fine as long as he could eat instant noodles.
Five minutes later.
They sat side by side on the stool, slurping the noodles. The soup splashed on the circuit board, creating sparks.
Pei Zhuo stayed for about half a month.
Then, on a dark and windy night, he escaped while Chu Yao wasn't paying attention.
After leaving the antique shop, he easily contacted the person that he had not heard from before. He received the stabilizer before the genetic disease acted up.
After another month, Pei Zhuo went on a mission and passed by F City.
For some reason, he stood at the intersection of the old street again. He hesitated for a quarter of an hour. He could even count the number of ants on the road, but he didn't have the courage to knock on the door.
Boss Chu came out to water the potted plants at the door. When he found him there, he directly dragged him in.
Pei Zhuo didn't struggle and let himself be pulled in.
"Didn't you run away?"
Chu Yao didn't say a word of reprimand. He poured a glass of ice water for him. He seemed to be in a good mood and pinched his face. "Why are you back?"
"…" Pei Zhuo looked at the pair of gentle blue eyes. He really didn't know what he wanted to do. He dryly found an excuse. "I'm here to pay back the money."
"Do you want to eat instant noodles?"
"Yes."
-
This kind of conversation had happened countless times in the past four years.
Today was no exception.
"What flavor of instant noodles do you want?"
"Sour and spicy cabbage."
"Why are you carrying a bag today?"
"The sweeping robot I bought last time broke down. Brother Chu, do you have an old optical computer for sale? "
"Let me see."
Soon, Pei Zhuo received a bowl of instant noodles, a new sweeping robot, and a pink secondhand optical computer.
After eating the instant noodles and adjusting the optical computer, he picked up the bag and prepared to leave.
"Leaving in such a hurry?" Chu Yao lazily leaned against the door and smoked. "You're not staying for one night?"
"I'm not staying this time. Someone is waiting for me at home." Pei Zhuo put on his baseball cap. "I said I'd go back tonight."
Chu Yao: "…?"
Chu Yao's index finger rubbed the pipe. He frowned and softly repeated, "Someone is waiting for you at home?"
"Yes." Pei Zhuo didn't notice the strangeness in his tone. "Brother Chu, I'm leaving."
"Be careful on the road."
Chu Yao watched him leave.
The old street was east-west. At the end of the street was a blood-red setting sun. The figure became smaller and smaller until it was the size of a sesame seed until it disappeared.
It reminded one of a moth being swallowed by fire.
After a while, he turned around and went into the shop. He opened the drawer of the counter and took out a letter full of words. He lit it with a lighter.
The flame suddenly lit up and illuminated part of the content on the letter. A few keywords could be vaguely seen flashing by.
"Experimental subject… weak aggression, good socialization… recommended for containment."
These words flickered in the distorted heat wave and quickly turned into ashes.
-
Before returning home, Pei Zhuo went to the market in the west of the city to replenish his inventory of instant noodles.
The date was relatively fresh. It had expired a year ago.
Considering that Qin Wenzhou didn't have any clothes to change into, he carefully picked out two sets of clothes and packed them together with the instant noodles. He hung them on the left and right of the bicycle.
The bicycle was crooked and not as cool as when he came.
It was already nine o 'clock when he reached home.
The lights in the house were off. It was quiet.
Pei Zhuo's heart couldn't help but tighten. He thought of the numerous requests on the black market website and almost suspected that his home had fallen victim.
He turned on the light on the wall with a click. "Qin Wenzhou?"
Suddenly, there was a muffled sound of flesh hitting flesh from the bedroom and an almost inaudible "f*ck."
Then he saw a silver-haired creature limping out excitedly. The surprise in its eyes was brighter than the 40-watt light bulb above its head.
"Pei Zhuo!" The tone brimmed with enthusiasm, like they hadn't seen each other for 800 years. "You came back so late. I almost fell asleep waiting for you."
Pei Zhuo was sure that he had just heard "wife."
But he had no evidence.
It was fine as long as he wasn't dead.
Bypassing a large creature that was crazily wagging its tail, Pei Zhuo opened the instant noodles storage cabinet and confirmed that the remaining three cups of instant noodles were still intact. He then added in the new inventory that he had bought today.
Qin Wenzhou followed him and watched with interest as he opened the plastic bag, took out the instant noodles, and stacked them up one by one.
Later on, he began to help spontaneously. When Pei Zhuo placed a cup, he would hand over a cup.
It was obvious that alpha was quite bored today.
Suddenly, Qin Wenzhou's eyes lit up as he found a new set of clothes under the plastic bag.
There was also a set under another plastic bag.
It was a couple's set with a cute puppy printed on each.
"Wife…"
"Buy one, get one free." Pei Zhuo predicted in advance and ruthlessly burst his pink bubble, "It's all yours."
Qin Wenzhou flipped through the size label and retorted, "But this set is an omega's size."
"You wear it."
"But…"
"No buts." Pei Zhuo didn't allow him to say anything and stuffed the discounted set into his hands, "Go and change."
Feeling alpha's resistance, Pei Zhuo used a little more force, accidentally pressing a little too hard. His legs were a little numb from squatting for too long, and he staggered and almost fell into Qin Wenzhou's arms.
Fortunately, he managed to brace himself against Qin Wenzhou's chest in time and didn't completely fall down.
"Are you changing or not?" The omega's voice was cold, as if he was genuinely angry.
Qin Wenzhou was about to say something, but after such a gentle bump, his arms were filled with a pleasant mint smell and his heart seemed to be hit.
He closed his mouth and betrayed his firm determination not to obey without hesitation. On the way to the bedroom to change clothes, he was still thinking about why the omega's eyelashes were so long and fluttered like a butterfly in his arms.
Pei Zhuo put away the instant noodles with a little cold displeasure, and suddenly remembered that the pink second-hand optical brain had not been given to Qin Wenzhou.
So he walked into the bedroom without any warning, "I bought you an optical computer, remember the IOU…"
The second half of the sentence was suddenly cut off in his throat and completely forgotten.
The curtains were half drawn and the light and shadow intertwined to outline a shadow.
The size of the clothes was indeed small.
Alpha's upper body was tightly wrapped in elastic fabric, and his biceps were smooth and well-proportioned, full of explosive strength. His muscles were well-defined, and the lines were neatly narrowed at the waist and abdomen, so perfect that no mistakes could be found.
The waistband of the jeans was not big enough, so the zipper was half open, revealing something astonishing.
Qin Wenzhou lowered his head, half of his face was covered by his long silver hair, his pale eyes were almost transparent under the light from the floor-to-ceiling window. His eyebrows were slightly wrinkled as if he was worried about how to squeeze himself into this set of clothes.
Pei Zhuo slowly left the bedroom.
Closing the door, he stuffed the pink optical computer into his trouser pocket. His mind was in a mess, as if he hadn't recovered from the visual impact just now.
That's not right.
How come he didn't remember when 001 looked like this…
Like a silver-white gem soaked in liquor.
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