‘Even if it’s a partner you choose, once he accepts you, you both have the obligation to take responsibility for each other. What kind of problem is this?’ Xiao Ren went silent, slightly twisting his body, looking afraid to speak yet wanting to. After a while, he finally squeezed out: ‘I… I’m just an Omega.’
Si Nan carefully observed his expression, suddenly seeming to understand something. He had never put himself in the position of a weak person – not physically, but psychologically.”
But if he tried to think from that perspective, Ren Junyang’s performance actually clearly explained his inner thoughts: he wanted to be dominated. He hoped Zhou Rong and the others would make decisions for him, so that later, no matter good or bad, he would have someone to be grateful to, blame, or depend on. He hoped to be chosen by an Alpha, to be dedicated like a private possession, completely handed over to the other’s protection and ownership. This way, he could avoid all risks brought by self-choice, like a dodder flower wrapped around a tree, joyfully accepting the other’s total responsibility. This was actually a thought many Omegas more or less had.
“Si Nan!” Guo Weixiang called from the front of the car, “Come over, there’s a platform here!”
“Got it,” Si Nan replied briefly, no longer looking at Ren Junyang, and stood up to leave his seat.
He carried a Uzi submachine gun, his black riot police uniform making his figure look tall and flexible.
But with the trouser legs tucked into high-top black leather short boots, it wasn’t noticeable, only making people feel his legs were unreasonably long, walking with quick and firm steps, as if others would need to jog to keep up.
“Maternity hospital,” Guo Weixiang pointed to a three-story building at the end of the street, indicating for Si Nan to look at the roof: “Solid flat top, visually no fixed obstacles, general hospital roofs meet helicopter landing standards. The first wave of infected during the virus outbreak were basically sent to public hospitals and police stations, the maternity department should be safe. Want to try?”
Si Nan thought for seconds, slightly nodded.
“Alright!” the driver uncle shouted, suddenly stepping on the gas, the tour bus roaring onto the sidewalk, all passengers shaking simultaneously!
