In the summer of City K, from hot to cool, it is only the time of a thunderstorm.
It is raining, looking out of the French windows of high-rise buildings, the dense rain curtain is like transparent frosted glass, and occasionally swallows that have not returned to their nests pass by the low sky, like a thick black line.
There is a medicine kit prepared early at home-the thermometer measures the temperature first.
The result is a low-grade fever.
Looking at Song Yi again, a rare blush appeared on her cold and snow-white face, and the tips of her ears felt warmer than usual. She kept sneezing, wrapped in a blanket, with black hair hanging on both sides of her cheeks, making her look extraordinarily old small.
She usually has a cold fairy face, blocked by the hair hanging on the side of her face, like an innocent girl in the campus; the glasses frames are taken off, revealing her slightly short-sighted, cloudy and moist eyes, with the eyelashes covering the pupils with wilting , As soon as the indoor light shines, the shadow of the small fan falls under her eyelids.
The lights and shadows flickered indoors, and the thunderstorm roared outside.
The home has become unexpectedly warm, and the sound of thunder and rain seems to be pleasant and soothing white noise, making people drowsy.
Pei Qingmian touched her forehead again with his palm.
Song Yi rubbed his palm subconsciously.
Weird like a puppy.
Pei Qingmian brought her some cold medicine, saw that she was feeling bored, and asked her if she wore less clothes today: "Otherwise, why would I catch a cold?"
Song Yi pulled the blanket up to her chin. She drank the hot potion and felt much better.
"Going to the supermarket to buy something, I forgot to take my umbrella, and when I came out, it suddenly started raining."
When Teacher Song usually speaks, her words are clear. Before she was admitted to the teacher establishment, she passed the Putonghua A-level certificate, and she explained the words very clearly in class.
However, because of a low-grade fever, at this moment, her words and sentences are surprisingly soft.
Like a stuffed marshmallow.
Pei Qingmian stared at her for a while, and still felt a bit sore in her chest—Ms. Song, who had a cold, was extraordinarily "pure" when she was playing hooligans. Rubbing her with her nose was not enough, and after being "debunked" by him, she dared to take a light bite. .
His anger was only for a while, and it was more ironic and full of freshness.
Pei Qingmian rarely saw Song Yi like this.
Pretty face, dog A style.
Because of a low-grade fever, I was a little confused.
He wiped her cheek with his fingers, and Song Yi was like an animal whose tail was wagging after being touched, making an Alpha grunt in satisfaction, and fell softly and quietly towards him. While falling down, he continued to pull up the blanket, covering half of his face, and curled up in his arms.
The handsome man O has very beautiful abdominal muscles, and his chest is comfortable and warm.
Song Yi likes it.
She whispered: "The takeaway will arrive in about ten minutes." She ordered the takeaway delivery according to the time when Pei Qingmian came home, so as not to receive it too early and the dishes would be cold.
Pei Qingmian caressed the top of her hair absently, and vaguely smelled her breath.
His vomeronasal organ is not well developed, but he had a negative distance from Song Yi and was marked by bite marks, and he was finally able to distinguish the scent of Alpha that belonged to him among many pheromones.
Every corner of the house is filled with the pheromone smell of the two of them.
He sniffed her creamy floral fragrance and took a deep breath: he liked the smell of her very much.
"Well, I'll get it later."
"Are you hungry?" Song Yi was really sleepy. She had always been in good health and rarely got sick. Today, she had a low-grade fever and caught a cold after being drenched by the rain, which was beyond her imagination.
Her thoughts were a little frozen, and the low-grade fever didn't affect her too much. She had a faint feeling that if she drank today's cold medicine, she would wake up tomorrow and be fine.
Pei Qingmian's voice is deep and masculine, and when he speaks, the end of his voice rises a bit, making him look extra cute. Song Yi listened to him and said, "Fortunately, I ate a lot in the office and came back."
After a pause, I also felt very embarrassed, and patched: "I don't know why, I like to eat snacks very much recently."
He looked at Song Yi in his arms, but found that she had closed her eyes, and snorted in a daze: "I know, so I went to the supermarket to buy you some food today and put it in the cabinet."
There was a warm current running through Pei Qingmian's heart, and he couldn't help hooking her hand under the blanket with his fingers.
Even though he was a little sleepy, Song Yi still used his own palm, which was one size smaller, to wrap his fingers airtightly.
He didn't continue talking, but quietly hugged her and his Alpha.
Savoring the feeling of Alpha in his arms, the breathing of the two of them rose and fell, and the silent and warm atmosphere slowly spread.
No matter how heavy the wind and rain outside, no matter how loud the thunder was, he didn't think there was anything to be timid about.
Pei Qingmian heard Song Yi's phone ring, and the screen showed that it was a takeaway call.
Pick it up, the delivery guy is already at the door.
He carefully placed Song Yi on the cushion on the sofa, and watched her wake up from a short sleep, her long and thick eyelashes were a little curled, the tips of her ears were red with a low fever, she opened her eyes, staring blankly. Tilting his head: "Takeaway?"
"Yeah." Pei Qingmian saw the blanket falling off her shoulders, and immediately used the speed he used to pack beds, make square quilts, and tie up wartime equipment in the military academy, and wrapped her tightly with the blanket three times.
Song Yi hadn't recovered yet.
I was entangled in the blanket like a bug with no hands or feet.
She stared blankly at Pei Qingmian who took the takeaway from the door, cleared the kitchen table, opened the takeaway boxes one by one, prepared the dishes for the two of them, and then motioned for her to come over for dinner.
"Today's order is very light, just suitable for eating now."
Pei Qingmian washed his hands and pulled away two chairs. Before he heard Song Yi approaching, he turned his head in doubt and saw Song Yi's chin curled up in the blanket, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes , black pupils, staring straight at him as if with subtle condemnation.
Clean and quiet, even if she was wrapped in a blanket and put on the sofa by Pei Qingmian in the way the army tied up equipment, she didn't shout angrily, but looked at him with very innocent eyes.
Seeing that Pei Qingmian felt guilty and his legs went limp.
He immediately stepped forward and "unwrapped" Song Yi, and it was not until he took it apart that Song Yi made a sound: "Is it the first place in the school's tying competition?"
Her tone didn't mean to be angry at all. On the contrary, because of illness, her tone was soft and sweet, full of jokes between lovers.
He smiled and nodded: "Yes, number one."
Immediately afterwards, without waiting for Song Yi to move by himself, Pei Qingmian hugged her in his arms, walked to the dining table, and put her on the chair.
After putting it down, before Song Yi recovered, he couldn't help but kissed her cheek lightly.
After doing a series of actions, he felt shy, rubbed his nose silently, his ears were redder than Song Yi who had a fever, he hesitated and said, "Let's eat!"
Song Yi looked at the shyness in his dark eyes, she pursed the corners of her mouth, and smiled quietly.
"Today's takeaway is really good, I can continue to order next time."
"Well, delicious."
"By the way, my classes for this semester are over, and the next vacation is..."
Like all loving couples in this world, they nestled in a beautiful home during a manic thunderstorm, talking homely, hugging and kissing tenderly.
A yellow lightning flashed across the sky. Before going to bed, Pei Qingmian checked the weather forecast for tomorrow, which showed that it would be sunny tomorrow. He thought seriously: I hope so, and the good weather will also help the cold to heal in time.
Maybe being sick makes people vulnerable. Song Yi rolled himself into a small one, stuffed it into Pei Qingmian's arms, and tried his best to let the smell of Omega linger around him.
Without saying a word, she sniffed the smell of Omega, and fell asleep peacefully and sleepily.
…
early morning.
The sunshine in the room is like wildfire spreading, the transparent cloud layer emits rainbow light, and the yellow sun hangs in the sky, drying the puddles left by yesterday's heavy rain.
Song Yi's work tasks for this semester are over, and she can rest in peace.
Pei Qingmian is also a rest day today.
So the couple had a good night's sleep that day.
I slept until almost ten o'clock in the morning.
After waking up, Song Yi's cold was completely healed—it was worthy of her Alpha's physique, she had taken medicine, and she was fine after being hugged by her partner overnight.
Breakfast was a sandwich made by Pei Qingmian, the portion was just right, paired with the fresh milk bought yesterday, both of them were full.
There is a projector in the living room. Taking advantage of the weekend, find out the movies you haven't seen and watch them.
While watching, Pei Qingmian was eating.
As he ate, he felt that he had eaten too much, so he couldn't help but look up at Alpha next to him. Song Yi rested his chin on the film carefully, as if he didn't notice that he was eating all the time.
Pei Qingmian heaved a sigh of relief.
He knew that because of the inertia of the differentiated Omega genes, he couldn't help but want to build a suitable breeding ground for future children—so he ate hard, ate hard, and ate until his body had enough nutrients in all aspects before stopping.
He didn't know that Song Yi didn't understand Omega's habits in this regard.
He's... still a little ashamed of being known by her.
Pei Qingmian secretly glanced at Song Yi again, seeing her unconsciously continuing to watch the movie, her mood suddenly brightened, and she grabbed a handful of delicious nuts, and peeled them like a little squirrel, one by one. stuff it in your mouth.
—Since she didn't find out, then he continued to eat!
As Pei Qingmian ate, he was also addicted to the plot of the film and couldn't extricate himself. He seemed to have become a habit: while eating, he stared at the projection screen.
So, he missed Song Yi's move to silently push the pile of snacks in front of him after he peeked at her.
He understands the habits of omgea, but not so much about Alpha's habits.
Feeding a hungry omega brings genetic, bone-deep satisfaction.
Song Yi began to peel the nuts.
After peeling a small dish, continue to push it in front of Pei Qingmian.
She didn't eat any of them and left them all for him.