When Xu Lanchuan went downstairs, he found a young Beta coming to the house, wearing a whitewashed shirt and jeans, and a pair of worn-out canvas shoes.
Beta sat upright on the sofa, looking extremely restrained, but his eyes were staring at the expensive cup in front of him seriously, as if he was studying the pattern on it.
Xu Lanchuan raised his eyebrows when he saw this, and the small mole on his eyebrows also jumped.
He stood at the top of the stairs and asked in a lazy tone:
"Hey, who are you?"
This was the scene when Zhou Qian met Xu Lanchuan for the first time, and he would never forget it even after many years.
The Omega in his memory was beautiful and delicate, something he was not worthy of, and he was just a timid and timid Beta who only dared to covet this treasure where no one could see it.
Poverty and wealth, dullness and coquettishness, Beta and Omega, no matter how you look at them, they don't match.
But Zhou Qian was still like a moth flying to a flame, and from then on he could only see the shadow of one person in his eyes.
Later, when he was finally able to afford a ring worthy of Omega, Omega was no longer needed.
The velvet ring box was thrown into the trash without mercy.
"Zhou Qian, stop doing these meaningless things. Who do you think will wait for you?"
Beta pursed her lips slightly and lowered her eyelids, hiding the pain and unwillingness in her eyes.
"Didn't you wait for so many years? Why are you so heartless when you actually meet someone?" Asked a friend.
Xu Lanchuan fiddled with the ring that should have been abandoned in the trash can, and carefully put it on his ring finger. The size was just right.
"Who asked him to leave me for so long without even a message? Damn it."
However, when he found out that Zhou Qian was going abroad again, he rushed to the airport angrily and shed tears in Beta's surprised and surprised eyes.
"Are you going to throw me away again?"
Zhou Qian hugged him helplessly, "Master, I'm sorry..."
Zhou Qian×Xu Lanchuan
Beta×Omega
Old-fashioned and dull × arrogant and coquettish
Intention: Even if you are poor and have low self-esteem, love and ideals will never die