At nineteen, Meng Chao received his diagnosis.
He had a congenital defect. If he wanted to survive, he had to exchange pheromones with a highly compatible Alpha.
And his arranged marriage partner, Lu Xuxing, was a perfect 99% match.
At a banquet, he heard that Lu Xuxing was ruthless and suffered from pheromone dysregulation, making him prone to hurting people.
Everyone said the Omega he was marrying was a medicinal tool Lu Xuxing had bought, and that he would be tortured until his life was in danger and meet a tragic end.
On the day he moved into the Lu family home, the Alpha spoke to him with sincere candor.
“Our marriage is, at its core, a contractual one intended to treat my pheromone dysregulation.”
Because of his defect, Meng Chao couldn’t treat him at all.
But remembering the verdict that he “wouldn’t live to see twenty,” he forced himself to sign.
Meng Chao carefully guarded his secret, but accidentally went into heat in front of Lu Xuxing.
He huddled in a corner, fighting back tears. “You don’t have to worry about me...”
Even as he nearly passed out, he kept apologizing. “Sorry for causing you trouble.”
His heats were often irregular. People who found them bothersome usually dumped a bucket of cold water on him to make him calm down.
This time, what came was a warm, fiery embrace.
Lu Xuxing gently lifted his overlong hair and examined the swollen gland at the back of his neck.
A tender kiss fell on the damaged, atrophied gland, and Meng Chao was enveloped in a deluge of pheromones.
“Don’t hide from me, Chaochao.”
No one had ever called him that. Lu Xuxing patiently corrected him: “You’ve never been a burden.”
“Our engagement isn’t a contract.”
“I’m your partner. I’ll be with you through it all.”
[Only each other, no children]
Next book: My Archnemesis, the Commander? That’s My Wife! Please add it to your reading list. Here’s the blurb~
Late at night in a remote star system, the storm rages on as breaking news interrupts the broadcast.
“Shen Xingshu, the Empire’s Supreme Commander, has been imprisoned for treason. He assassinated the Crown Prince and escaped after being gravely wounded.”
“He has been designated the only S+ rank wanted criminal in the interstellar world. The bounty is...”
At that moment, Shang Yingxu has just intercepted a Phantom Mecha.
The mecha’s owner is brought before him by his subordinates.
The dazzling beauty known as the Empire’s Rose lies before him, a horrifying gash running across his deathly pale cheek.
Shen Xingshu smiles weakly, yet with unwavering determination.
“Hello. Would you like to work with the number-one wanted criminal in the galaxy?”
Shang Yingxu pulls off his tie. The hideous scar running from his neck to his heart has yet to heal.
It was left there by Shen Xingshu himself.
“Commander Shen wants to work with me, your archnemesis, a rebel leader? Hmm?”
He grips the beauty by the nape, only to feel hot blood beneath his fingers.
The Omega’s gland has been torn out, leaving a bloody mess.
Shang Yingxu’s eyes darken, and his smile fades.
“Working together is possible.”
“Beg me.”
No one knows that these archnemeses, who are always at each other’s throats, grew up together as childhood friends.
They were meant to be together, perfectly in love.
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After they start living together, Shen Xingshu goes into heat because he has no gland.
As soon as Shang Yingxu releases his pheromones, Shen Xingshu retches uncontrollably, his pale lips bitten bloody.
A classic case of pheromone allergy.
One cause is having pheromones from multiple Alphas injected into his gland.
Shang Yingxu remembers the photo that was deleted moments after it was posted.
In the dead of night, Shen Xingshu stands beside the Crown Prince, his face turned slightly away, his brow and cheekbones softened by the warm light.
The caption on the accompanying news story read:
“A high-ranking official with the surname S and the Crown Prince were spotted visiting an entertainment venue, where they stayed for nine hours before leaving.”
Shang Yingxu’s fingertips trace the split on Shen Xingshu’s lip.
He forcibly suppresses his instincts, squeezing his pheromones into a thin thread.
They wind all around the Omega, impossible to sever, impossible to escape.
Shen Xingshu wakes from suffocation, and the unbearable pain in his gland is soothed against his will.
He sees Shang Yingxu’s shirt soaked through with cold sweat, the edge of his gland torn, and blood trickling around his neck like a willing shackle.
Yet the Alpha still manages a smug grin.
“One day... you’ll get used to my pheromones again.”
[ABO, only each other, no children throughout, romance and plot share equal weight]
Theme: When the heart is like dead wood, meeting you brings spring.
Congratulations on the completion! The first serial I followed this year was our Xiao Lu and Xiao Chao. When the first chapter was published, the peach blossoms here had just begun to bloom, and now it is actually midsummer. In a sense, I know them better than they do themselves, because the star paths of the two of them remain here as traces that will never disappear. As an audience, you can zoom in and experience the touch and joy of a certain frame at any time, or the obstacles that should have finally been overcome. When Meng Chao got in the car, the trajectory of his fate had just begun to turn - this was a very clear division. His difficult first eighteen years were a gray line drawing, shrouded in shadows that did not distinguish between light and darkness. However, when everything ended, it was also the time when everything had not begun. He got the paintbrush of his life and began to resolutely make modifications to this canvas full of chaotic lines, one stroke at a time. All the parts that once hindered the presentation of the picture have ended under this new and budding pen. From now on, he can freely draw everything he wants to draw, whether it is a bunch of grapes or a new bud of tea. He will no longer be wary of the malice and slander that may attack at any time when he writes. And Lu Xuxing has also flown away from the rainy night when he was seventeen years old. The old injuries on his bones and those confusing growing pains could no longer trap him. He had truly seen the power of life when he was a poor and bitter boy. The tender pulsation had taken root in his heart at that time, and from then on, he depended on those clear eyes every night. Freedom, freedom. He ran for the night, fought for it, and spent twenty years dormant for it. His root system was strong enough to hold up a pair of wings, and he could hold the throat of the cage with his own hands. In other words, in their world, hatred and pain have never trapped them. Because when they stretched out their hands, they were so confident that as long as they kept running forward, they could hold the long-awaited hand handed to them by fate. The love between the two of them was too coincidental and too difficult. The moment they intertwined, they were destined that each other's gravitational fields would only belong to each other in this life. Just like two stars whose orbits intersect, every step forward along the gravity is a process of peeling off oneself and running towards each other again. Fortunately, the final result was not a collision. They accommodated each other very naturally, because the process of running-in had already been painful on the long, long road. From the end of the first chapter to the last chapter, there is an illusion that the high-power astronomical telescope blocking the eyes is suddenly removed. The highest point of the world is right in front of you. The blood and tears of those who are crawling and rolling in the dust of despair, struggling and screaming can no longer be seen clearly, but they are indeed happening a few light years away. But at the end of the story, they were already loving each other openly, exchanging heartbeats and body temperatures, and personally built a soft place for their past selves. The trance and happiness just hit me, like a wind blowing through the bitter summer in August and flying lightly into the boundless starry sky. Finally, although it's a bit disgusting, apart from the two of them, I also have something to say to you who built this world. No matter what the result is, it has been hard work along the way. Although the camera placement angle may sometimes be unsatisfactory, it does not matter if every frame is not perfect, because it is just right and an arrangement that only you can make. Please work hard in the future. As a reader, I will always wait in front of the screen where only you can project the picture, and applaud your stories. ❤️
No, how can there be such a mean person, who has to agree to confess his love, and take revenge if he doesn't agree? It's really disgusting. He is almost an adult and has no brains. He still relies on bullying to express his love like a ten-year-old child? It's more to satisfy my own vanity. It's so disgusting. Good guy, you meow meow is still so disgusting when you are an adult🤮. Pure first animal, the first animal of a family of snakes and rats [rolls eyes]
After being beaten like this, why didn't you call the police?
Thanks for the limited exemption. Is it pure sweet or sour and bitter sweet? Is it a little hard to read the chapter introduction?
Ah, the flowers are finished!!! I only started to follow the series halfway through, and I kept chasing it but couldn't bear to read it. Every time I wanted to save it until it was finished and then read it together, but every time I couldn't bear it for a few days and continued to read it. This time it was really finished and I couldn't let it go. T T When I opened the comment area for the first time, I found only a few comments. I was really sad. It is such a beautiful book, delicate and romantic. Every time I clicked on the comment area, I was thinking, can there be more comments today, and can more people read it? I really like your popularity. I really hope everyone can read such a beautiful article. I have polycystic ovary syndrome, so my menstrual period is never accurate. I either keep coming or not at all. I take a lot of medicines and see many doctors. They all say that I need to treat and adjust slowly, or it may never get better. So I saw that Chaochao has been taking medicines and injections because of illness, so when I have internal consumption, , I also cried together. After I got sick, it was really difficult. I felt that no matter how hard I tried, there seemed to be no improvement. Then I would blame myself, because I heard that exercise makes you better when you are sick, but I did not insist on doing exercise, nor did I go to bed early, nor did I stop drinking cold drinks. I just blame myself for being sick, but at the same time I feel that I haven't put in a lot of effort to improve him. So I have always said that I want to learn from Chao Chao and Mr. Lu. I have experienced a lot of bad things, but I have always been strong and brave, knowing clearly what I need and moving towards my goals. It is very difficult for me to move my legs. As I have seen before, it is difficult to do anything after being depressed. "But walking is still walking. To walk, you must first learn to walk, build a road first, wear shoes, socks, pants, clothes, sometimes wear a hat, and sometimes face the I have to brave the wind and rain, and sometimes I have to "borrow and borrow". I always blame myself for not taking action, while letting myself continue to stay in this environment. Nothing has changed at all. Before taking action, I will think about all the anxious things to make myself shrink, and then I have been stuck in this cycle. So I feel really happy to see Chaochao becoming more and more confident and getting better and better. The article is written with a focus on Chao Chao's vision and experience, so I will have deeper empathy for Chao Chao. However, the two babies have gone through a lot of hardships and endured many unimaginable difficulties to be together. Mr. Lu has also experienced a lot of bad things. The love that supports each other is the most beautiful, and the mutual healing is the most touching. I hope that the two babies can be happy, healthy and happy every day in the future.
Hahahahahahahahahahaha, Mr. Lu, you too have today, you have the temperament to be a driver.
It's great to finally meet my parents [Spread Flowers]
So sweet, the corpse is warm 🥺 🥺
I really like the brave baby 🥺 🥺
Chaochao baby, good baby! Cool! 🥺🥺