This pit is dian geng, with the addition of trauma syndrome and allergy settings. The inspiration comes from "I like your pheromones" (now renamed "Aye"). dian geng's child really likes some of the plot in the book, so some of the plot is referenced from the book. Please understand.
Kong recently had a very strange dream.
In the dream, he stood at the top of a mountain. In front of him was a golden expanse of water reflecting the blue sky, interspersed with green trees, and bathed in the evening glow, extending into the distance. Looking up, he could see clouds flowing between the mountains, and an eagle spreading its wings and quickly disappearing with the wind. There was no path in front of him, and the lake carried the vibrant fallen trees, passing by a curved stone bridge. Everything was peaceful, beautiful, and calm. It seemed to really exist in some part of this continent. He could even feel the wind brushing his face, as if someone was touching his face with their fingertips. The young man turned around and saw a desolate white behind him, with his own footprints on it, step by step, clearly coming through the snow, yet feeling no cold at all.
It's just this gentle breeze that makes the air feel a bit surreal. In this rare and beautiful scenery, it seems like something is missing... No, something is definitely missing.
I have never been to such a place by myself. In modern society, skyscrapers stand tall, and steel and concrete surround every inch of the sky that can be seen when looking up. It has been many years since he has seen the stars, let alone the brilliant sunset in his dreams. Yet everything in front of his eyes is so familiar, familiar to the point where he feels like he has truly stepped on that solid ground before. His dream self cannot remember what was lost, but he is certain that there is something missing in the scenery in front of him, something that should have been there in this landscape, but is now gone.
There was some hesitation, and that slight sense of lacking made him feel that everything in front of him suddenly lost its meaning. It was as awkward as a landscape painting with only the sky. But what exactly was missing, he couldn't explain. He wanted to go and search, to see what he had overlooked. Following his instincts, the young man took a step forward. Clearly, there was a rock in front of him, but suddenly his feet softened, and he awkwardly fell down, directly into darkness. "...Kong," a distant and familiar call came from his ear, faintly, as if calling his name. "...Kong?" "Is it you..."
"Ah!" The boy struggled out of the rapidly falling darkness, wide-eyed with panic. Xingqiu, who was climbing down the ladder, was startled by him and jumped to the ground in a fluster, almost stumbling because he didn't stand firm. "Kong? What's wrong with you?"
"Ha... ha... it's... it's okay..." he said, but his eyes were still unfocused when the blond youth responded. His breathing was a bit rapid, and he seemed to still be recovering from the dream. Xingqiu looked at him with concern for a while, until he was sure that his consciousness was slowly returning. Then, his gaze fell on his own face, and he finally relaxed, grabbed a few tissues, and reached for the door handle: "Did you have a nightmare? You can borrow my desk lamp. It's charged." He flipped over, curled up, and peeked out from under the covers to calm his racing heart: "It's really okay... Do you need to go to the bathroom?"
"Uh, whether you want to drink water or not, I'll call you back... Oh!"
Upon hearing his roommate's exclamation, Xingqiu paused for a moment, then looked up. He took three steps back, and in the silent corridor, where no lights were on, it appeared pitch black and deep. As his room was the innermost one, the next room was a window, and the silver moonlight shone down. The figure standing in the corridor had half of his face illuminated by the light, while the other half was hidden in darkness, making it impossible to discern his expression. Moreover, because he was not properly dressed in his school uniform, the collar was loosely draped over his arm, and the shadow in front of him seemed somewhat unrestrained. It was the alpha who was sitting behind him. Xingqiu propped himself up slightly, looking surprised at the figure outside the door. The dark green hair was hard to see in the night, but those crimson-gold eyes were unmistakable. With an indifferent gaze, even though his face couldn't be clearly seen, it was evident that this person remained expressionless. The young man standing at the door ignored Xingqiu's presence and instead focused his gaze on him, seemingly assessing his condition.
"Xiao! What are you doing standing here in the middle of the night... Did you climb over the school gate again?" Xingqiu picked up the tissue he dropped, grumbling to himself. Alpha glanced at him, his face unchanged, calmly withdrew his gaze, and turned to unlock the door to the dormitory.
His room was pitch black, in the student dormitory where the power went out and the lights were turned off at midnight, it was unbelievable that someone could still come and go in the building in the middle of the night. Especially since this was a dormitory where both omegas and alphas lived. The young man walked silently into the darkness, took his backpack off his shoulder and hung it on the coat rack next to the door, and then turned slightly. His eyes flashed in the light, blocked by the dark blue iron sheet. His room was the only one on the entire floor that was completely sealed, even the small window above the door was covered with a curtain, so nothing could be seen. This was the first time that he and the other person had such a gaze. When he transferred to this school last week, he noticed the alpha sitting in the corner while introducing himself to the class. It was early autumn, and the sunlight shone through the spotless windows of the prestigious school in the capital, calmly falling on rows of desks and chairs. Among the children of his age, there were welcoming eyes, disdainful eyes, and even eyes of disgust. Amidst the mixed emotions, he quietly remembered a few friendly glances that seemed to be directed at him, and then looked at the seat pointed out by the teacher, which was the last row by the window. Although it seemed crowded in the front, there was still a considerable distance to the blackboard. His seat looked very spacious. The desks of the students in front were arranged in a neat square, but he was the only one in his row. The few friendly glances just now showed a hint of unease, as if his seat was somewhat dangerous. However, upon closer inspection, apart from the person behind him, there was nothing special about that seat. So he thanked the teacher and walked over with his backpack. The alpha was sitting behind him, in the corner of the classroom far away from all the other students. The wind lifted the gauzy curtains, gently brushing against his exposed hand. When he heard someone walking in his direction, the young man who had been dozing lightly on the table raised his head slightly, revealing a pair of alert reddish-gold eyes. The murmurs of the surrounding students suddenly fell silent, and the young man hesitated for a moment, but the person in front of him quickly resumed his sleeping position, pulling a piece of curtain over himself. If it weren't for the seat in front, he should have kept his distance from the other students. When he put down his backpack, he glanced back at him. It seemed like he had disturbed his sleep.
"Mmm... I don't dare to go alone. Can you accompany me?" Watching the person who scared herself mercilessly close the door, Xingqiu hesitated for a while in place, repeatedly confirming the dark corridor and the only light in the distance, and then chose to turn around and pounce on his roommate. The young man, interrupted from his memories, smiled helplessly, got up, put on his slippers, hooked the keys and put them away, and also opened the drawer to find a flashlight: "You even need company to go to the bathroom, you're such a cute girl." Xingqiu is the Academic Affairs Officer of the liberal arts class, and also one of the people who showed kindness to him on the first day they met. That day after school, seeing Kuang waiting downstairs with a box, he immediately abandoned his friends who were ready to go eat together, and ran over to Kuang, saying, "Are you going to live on campus? There's a vacancy in my dorm. You can live with me." Now thinking about it, he wouldn't be afraid of the dark, would he? Kuang smiled as she twisted the batteries into the flashlight, listening to Xingqiu quietly protesting behind her that he said he was a girl.
The door across suddenly made a sound. Startled, I looked up and saw the fluorescent clock hanging on the door, with the green hand pointing directly at 3 a.m.
Xingqiu walked out of the room with his toiletries, this time without looking up at them, just turning and gently closing the door. He awkwardly grabbed an empty piece of clothing and quickly walked to the bathroom with him. Because his steps were too hasty, he didn't even have time to turn on the flashlight. The dark rope hung on his empty wrist, swaying back and forth.
Behind, there were calm footsteps, always maintaining a suitable distance from the two Os. Alpha and Omega's dormitories were originally in different buildings, but this year Alpha recruited more, so an entire floor of the empty building was divided into two. Xie was the only one living on the Omega floor, living alone across from the empty dormitory. Unlike the other anxious Alphas, his room was clean, quiet, and his pheromones were well restrained. He also kept a very distant relationship with the other Omegas, never making anyone feel offended.
The washroom and the toilet are adjacent. Upon entering the washroom, the door on the right leads to the public restroom. When Xie entered, he saw the transfer student waiting at the toilet door at a glance. He was wearing a white thin T-shirt and loose brown shorts, with his slender legs exposed in the cold white light of the washroom, looking very soft. Just like the day he walked over in the sunlight, he gave the impression of a clean and beautiful omega. As the top student in the previous school's liberal arts department, he was very humble and spoke to people in a calm and modest manner. As long as he leaned down, when he sat in front, he would speak softly and move gently. Even when passing papers, he would carefully place them by his side. Therefore, Xie, who had not been disturbed in the past week, had a very good impression of him.
Upon hearing footsteps, Kong turned to look at him and gave a polite smile. However, Xie did not respond, only meeting his gaze for a moment before looking away and walking two steps up the stairs, maintaining an arm's length distance from the other person. Xiao watched as he walked through the night to the row of washbasins at the far end, turning on the faucet and splashing his face with cold water.
The weather has already turned to autumn, and the nights in the north have started to get cold. Watching him wash up like this, I couldn't help but shiver all over, and I couldn't help but reach into my pocket. I had the prepaid hot water card with me, but when I looked up at the person in front of me, I didn't dare to ask him if he needed it.
Xiao seems to be very aloof to people. It might be annoying to approach and strike up a conversation with them.
"Cough, cough." Suddenly, a low cough came from beside his ear. Kong paused for a moment, turned his head, and saw Xiao burying his face in a towel, his shoulders trembling from suppressing the cough. Kong hesitated for a moment, then slowly walked two steps towards him. "Classmate?"
Upon hearing the call, Xie seemed to pause for a moment. He lifted his head, the strands of hair on his face still damp, and his amber eyes looked over, filled with a hint of confusion amidst the prevailing indifference. He blinked, trying to make the atmosphere around him a little more friendly, and asked, "Are you... okay?"
"......" Xiao paused for a moment, shook his head, then used a towel to wipe the excess water from his cheeks. He suppressed a cough, picked up a mouthwash cup. Suddenly, he remembered that he seemed to have a cough on a regular basis. And because he was always sleeping, he hadn't seen him drink any water during the day. Was it because the water fees at this school were too expensive? He had just topped up his water card with twenty yuan this month, and he had used up eight yuan in just one week. Xiao was still drinking the cold tap water. He took a sip, and the thin lips were moistened with water vapor, making them not so pale. The water pipes in the northern autumn were a bit chilly, making the alpha who had just finished intense exercise couldn't help but furrow his brows slightly. There was a rustling sound in front of him, and a faint sweet fragrance brushed across his face, and a water card appeared in front of him. Following the neatly manicured nails, the first thing he saw was an omega's arm, thin and white, and he could even see the blue veins.
Xiao's body stiffened, and he subconsciously took a half step back.
"Maybe you shouldn't use cold water to wash up, it's not good for your health." standby; idle A soft voice echoed in the bathroom, where only two people were present, giving a somewhat surreal feeling. Xio hesitated and raised his eyes, looking at the pair of golden eyes in front of him. Seeing him looking over, he smiled kindly at him. "If you didn't bring your water card, you can use mine first, and return it to me tomorrow at work."
Xiao suddenly had a moment of confusion. When he came to his senses, the scattered blonde hair had already brushed past his fingers, leaping down the steps and running to his roommate's side, where the two of them spoke quietly. As he left, Xiao suddenly remembered something, turned to look at Alpha, who was still standing there holding the water card, and waved goodbye. Alpha did not respond.
"You really dare to talk to him." Xingqiu pulled the person next to him and said in disbelief. Kong retracted his arm and looked at him with confusion, "He's my backseat, is it not allowed?" He's obviously a quite polite person.
"You just transferred here, so you wouldn't understand," Xingqiu whispered, putting his hand to his mouth and biting his ear. "Xiao is a troublemaker outside, they say he even has tattoos, so he never attends swimming class. Some people say he's really good at fighting outside, and he's the boss in the area near the school." Kongting laughed and responded. Xingqiu saw that he seemed quite interested, so he moved closer to him, bringing with him the clear fragrance of the iris.
"And besides, he hates omegas."
"Hate omega?" Kong felt it was a bit funny. "Isn't he an alpha? Would an alpha hate omega?"
In today's society, the ratio of omegas to alphas is approximately 1:3. This means that on average, for every three alphas, only one person can marry and have children with a compatible omega. Well-off betas typically only choose girls with a similar status, which makes highly compatible omegas even more precious and hard to come by.
The fact that an alpha dislikes an omega is quite baffling to hear.
"I heard he broke Omega's wrist during the sensitive period, and it was announced to the whole school in junior high." Xingqiu whispered to him. "Sensitive period, huh."
Kong raised an eyebrow, hesitating a bit. "But when I just lent him the water card, he didn't make any rude gestures."
Apart from staring at his face, calling out twice didn't bring the classmates back to their senses.
"Anyway, be careful." Once inside the dormitory, Xingqiu spoke more freely. He poured himself a glass of water and, as he drank, he looked at the batteries he took out of the flashlight. Suddenly, as if remembering something, he added, "Zhongli told me that you already have trauma syndrome, so you should keep a good distance from alpha." Xingqiu nodded, opened a drawer to put things back in place, then stretched lazily and lay back on the bed.
"Go to sleep quickly, we still have to do morning exercises tomorrow. The dreaded high school life." Xingqiu complained through gritted teeth, then pulled the blanket over and turned over.
Just as the person passing by their dormitory door paused to pull out the key, he turned around. The water droplets on his dark green hair fell onto his deep blue school uniform, making that area appear somewhat profound. He stared at the door opposite his room for a while, where a name tag and class number were hung for easy room checks.
My gaze couldn't help but fall on my hand, where there was still a brand new water card. Because the person who used it was very careful to put it in a plastic case, there was no wear and tear. The photo on the water card had a white background, making the golden hair and eyes of the boy enclosed in it even brighter. The boy was smiling, not as formal as before, and seemed genuinely happy because of the transfer to a new school.
"……trauma syndrome?"
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