What do you say, Xiao Ren?” Everyone’s eyes turned to him, and Xiao Ren’s face turned red, stammering without speaking. Si Nan glanced at Guo Weixiang, who shrugged. ”You,” Si Nan pressed on Ren Junyang’s shoulder, leaving no room for refusal: “Come with me.” He pulled Ren Junyang to the back corner of the bus, and with a sweep of his long eye corners, the original occupant of this seat immediately stood up, hastily making way and smiling, inviting him to sit freely. Si Nan pushed Xiao Ren in, made him sit down, and sat down himself, crossing his arms and sizing up Xiao O’s timid face: “What are you going to do?” Tears immediately welled up in Ren Junyang’s big eyes, ready to start whimpering. Si Nan raised an eyebrow. ”…” Ren Junyang’s about-to-be whimper was scared back. ”If you’re about to die, special forces will try their best to rescue you out of responsibility. But if you need to exchange your life for a heat suppressant, no one owes you anything.” Si Nan’s voice naturally had a slightly hoarse texture, whispering intimately and touching heartstrings, but when his tone was flat, it felt quite cold and scary: ”Make your own decision. If you don’t want them to randomly pair you with an Alpha, tell me who you like, and I’ll make them respect your opinion. Otherwise, it’ll add difficulty to our escape. Cooperate.”
“Xiao Ren’s face turned pale, staring blankly at Si Nan, seemingly scared by the phrase ‘make your own decision.’ Si Nan tapped the watch face: ‘My patience is thirty seconds.’ Xiao Ren seemed unable to believe he could be so harsh to an Omega like himself, and after a long while, tremblingly squeezed out: ‘…I, I know nothing, I have no opinion…’
‘You have no opinion?’ Xiao Ren lowered his head, rubbing his clothes corner. ‘Randomly pairing you, you have no opinion? Zhou Rong, Yan Hao, Chun Cao, Ding Shi, and Guo Weixiang, you’re fine with any of them?’ Xiao Ren’s face turned so red it might bleed, and he softly hummed in agreement.
Si Nan suddenly couldn’t say a word. Adding fuel to the fire, Xiao Ren then deeply lowered his head, mumbling like a mosquito: ‘As long as… as long as he takes responsibility for me…’
