Empty! Empty!
Qin Zheng always thought that her entanglement with Qi Qing was a bad relationship.
The name of her former lover was buried deep in her heart, and she did not dare to mourn her; every mission had variables, and although it did not hurt anyone, it could not go any further...
... When he couldn't bear it anymore, he no longer had to endure it, so Qin Zheng chose to retire and separate himself from the past. Being alone and having no weaknesses, Qi Qing might be able to regain the sobriety and calmness that he had broken with his own hands in Qi Qing's next actions.
But Qi Qing unexpectedly didn't catch up.
Qin Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and was about to find a planet to live in seclusion. However, the game given by her little apprentice was full of situations, which aroused her curiosity.
One night Qin Zheng had a dream, and she became a pot of gardenia, exuding the same fragrance as her own pheromones. She didn't know which flower shop she was placed in, and was hidden among a bunch of tall plants. The flower shop has a quiet environment. If she hadn't seen the sign, Qin Zheng would have thought it was a corner of a protected area. Then, she watched the water source turn into agave with the same pheromone, and then, the twigs of the potted plants next to it quietly hooked a bud on her.
Qin Zheng was horrified, but couldn't move. The next second, she was suffocated.
She struggled to break away from the nightmare, but she still had lingering fears. Why were the pheromones of those things so familiar?
In the abo world, there are private settings.
Don't worry about logic in this book, it will be more casual.
I will try various things. I am not very good at writing about emotions, but I am good at steganography. Don't be fooled by the characters presented in the first world (warning).
I will update it together with the other book "Galaxy" I am writing, tentatively 1-2 articles a week.
(This book is only an idea, no manuscript has been saved. At least some of it is saved in "Galaxy")
Intention: love yourself