An Yao’S Observation Diary Chapter 32
byExtra: An Yao (3)
An Yao thought he was going to die.
But the soft touch of being wrapped in fineness was reflected back on my body, and it was so fluffy that it felt like I was lying on the clouds.He struggled to lift his eyelids, and his blurred vision gradually came into focus, revealing everything in front of him.
Off-white ceiling, soft warm light, warmly decorated furniture… An Yao looked down and found that she was lying on a soft bed, and she had been put on clean clothes.
He took a small sniff and smelled a faint fragrance on it.
Lying on a neat and clean bed seems like it happened a lifetime ago.Li Guoqiang liked to throw things around every time he was drunk. Most of the objects in his house were completely destroyed by him. An Yao had long been accustomed to falling asleep on the cold ground with the damp musty smell. Now that he was suddenly lying here, he couldn’t help but relax his tense body.
But only for a moment.
An Yao sat up almost instantly, struggling to leave here regardless of his injuries.
I was so dizzy.He cursed himself secretly.Why didn’t you react at all… This must be the den of those people.
After all, he clearly collapsed in a remote alley. Unless it was a miracle from heaven, how could a kind-hearted person appear out of nowhere and take him home and put him into new and comfortable clothes?This doesn’t make sense at all.
An Yao bit her lower lip uneasily.
He had to leave here immediately… The casino was full of people, and if he was caught, he didn’t even know what would happen to him.
An Yao’s mind was full of confusion.He wanted to leave, but the next second he heard a soft sound from outside.
“Creak”, the door was opened.
He followed the sound and saw a young man walking straight over.
The young man has a handsome face, broad shoulders and long legs. Perhaps the glasses on his face soften his gaze. Even though the other person is tall, there is no sense of oppression at all. Instead, he feels a sincere feeling of intimacy in his heart.
An Yao raised his head and saw that the other person seemed to smile, like a warm stuffed teddy bear.
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but before he could squeeze out a single word, he was instantly interrupted by a sharp itching in his throat.He just lay on the bed, coughing and vomiting heartbreakingly, as if he was about to vomit out all his internal organs, and it hurt to pull on the wounds on his body and breathe.
The young man was obviously shocked by An Yao’s appearance.An Yao saw him stretch out his hand, as if to support himself, but the moment he raised his hand, he seemed to see the precursor of countless beatings by Li Guoqiang in the past.The intense fear forced him to break out in cold sweat and desperately struggled to escape.
“Don’t move!” The young man held his shoulder firmly, “The wound is open.”
The temperature from the palm of his hand was not hot, but it was so hot that An Yao trembled all over.
No, no… He opened and closed his mouth silently.Don’t hit me, I will be obedient, I won’t sleep anymore, I will cook on time, don’t hit me again, don’t hit me again…
The scene in front of him was dark and bright with snowflakes, and a buzzing sound exploded in Anyao’s mind.He couldn’t tell what was real and what was fake. He subconsciously wanted to struggle, but his body was too weak to exert any strength.The young man easily trapped him in his arms with just a little force on his hands.
Will he hit himself?Will he scold himself?An Yao thought confusedly.When will it end?If he didn’t make any sound, would he be able to play faster?
So An Yao closed her eyes and stopped struggling.
But the expected pain did not come.
He secretly opened his eyes a little and found that the young man just gently pushed the hair on his face behind his ears, and then slowly handed him a glass of water.
A glass of boiled water.The glass is clean and transparent, and the water temperature is right. If you look closely, you can still see the white mist remaining on the wall of the cup.
“Drink some water first,” An Yao heard the other party say, “We’ll talk about it later.”
He blinked and looked at the young man.The young man did not speak, his eyebrows slightly arched, but he always maintained the action of holding the cup, as if he would hold it like this until the end of the world if he didn’t drink.
But An Yao still didn’t dare to drink.
Even though the glass was so transparent that the image in the water could be clearly seen, he still didn’t dare.
He just stood there, not daring to move.
Want to drink?An Yao thought.What if something is added to it?But what if you don’t drink and the other party becomes angry and forces you to submit?
What do I do?What should I do?
If only someone could save me…
The young man did not urge him, but just looked at him quietly.The other party seemed to have unimaginable patience in dealing with An Yao. Even if An Yao struggled in panic, he was not angry at all, and even subconsciously comforted her gently. There was no coercion or violence that An Yao was familiar with, but tolerance and gentleness beyond imagination.
drink?Still not drinking?
An Yao raised her head and met the young man’s eyes.The young man’s eyes were dark and could not be seen clearly through the lenses, but they always curved slightly from the moment they met him.
Just die.An Yao thought.Anyway, he would have died a long time ago. If he wanted to take it, he could just take it.
He gritted his teeth and used the other person’s hand to pour water into his mouth.
The water temperature was just right, completely easing the thirst in An Yao’s throat.The water flow carried the warmth and slowly slid down, falling into his stomach along his esophagus, bringing the heat to his limbs, giving him a vague illusion of coming back to life.
He drank quickly and urgently, and even choked on the way, but after a few hasty coughs he swallowed greedily again until the bottom of the cup was almost empty.
The young man said nothing and watched An Yao drink water quietly.
Too bad.An Yao later realized something was wrong.I drank too much.
Will he scold me?Will he reach out and hit me?If only I drank less, if only–if only–
An Yao shrinks his neck timidly.
“Don’t be afraid,” the young man said softly, “it’s safe here.”
An Yao’s eyes widened in confusion.
What does he mean?Is it to relax my vigilance?But why…why…
Why are you so nice to me?
Anyao blinked, feeling confused for no reason.His body was still tense, but his fingers were groping silently under the quilt.
The quilt is soft and fluffy, the clothes on the body are clean, the room is clean and bright, and the air is full of the unique warm smell after sunshine.
An Yao looked at the young man.The other party seemed to be aware of the gaze of the person next to him, and saw his eyebrows arched, giving him a gentle smile.
An Yao suddenly panicked.
He was accustomed to being beaten and abused, but he was at a loss for gentleness and laughter.He looked away with some heat and curled his fingers unconsciously. For a while, he didn’t even know how to move his limbs.
An Yao pursed her lips slightly and instinctively put her hand on the back of her neck.
The back of my neck still hurts, but there is no sticky feeling of bloody flesh on my fingertips. Instead, it feels like the roughness of the fabric.
The incomplete gland was tightly wrapped in gauze.
I actually cut it off.An Yao thought.That’s not a dream.
The death of my mother was real, the pain of being beaten was real, the people in the casino chased me around me, and my determination to cut off my glands was also real.
Am I still an omega now?he thought.Can I still be called a “human” now?Or am I actually just a walking zombie now, rejected and hated by others?
An Yao doesn’t know.
He has hated his omega body for too long, and has long been accustomed to blaming it for the source of all disasters, hating and complaining. He can’t tell whether he hates his own gender or himself.
He hated himself for being weak, and hated why he couldn’t protect his mother in front of Li Guoqiang. If he had been more powerful, if he had been stronger, wouldn’t everything have to be like this? If… if…
An Yao lowered his eyes slightly.
It’s okay if it’s gone.he thought.This may be a relief.
He couldn’t help but press the gauze on the back of his neck, and the dull pain coming down clearly told the truth of all this.
Did I really cut it off?Does that gland really no longer exist?
An Yao was in a daze.
So be it.he told himself.It doesn’t matter, stop thinking about it.
I should have died, but I am lucky to be alive now, so I don’t have to think about so many things anymore.
Stop thinking about it, An Yao, you are not qualified to ask for so much.
An Yao took a deep breath, raised his head and looked straight into the young man’s eyes full of sadness.
He is sad.
Why?Why is he showing this expression?It was obviously him who was injured and lost his glands, so why was he so sad?It was as if…as if all this was caused by his mistake.
An Yao froze on the spot, rarely at a loss.
No, it can’t be like this.He secretly pinched his palms.An Yao, you have no chance to try and make mistakes. Don’t be deceived again because of a small kindness.
The price his mother paid was too heavy and too heavy, and he no longer had the ability to bear it a second time.
But the young man was so good that An Yao couldn’t help but feel soft, so good that he thought it was all just a dream.
If this was not a dream, how could one explain why someone would change his dressing so carefully?Why would anyone be so carefully aware of all their sensitive emotions?Why would someone seriously tell themselves that they are not despicable, but a very good person?
It is obvious that he is just a worthless omega, and it is obvious that he is so despicable that no one will care about him even if he dies. Why should he be so kind to him?
Or is he actually dead a long time ago, died on that majestic rainy night, next to the smelly garbage dump, and everything now is just a fantasy before his death.
This was so beautiful, so beautiful that it was unreal, so beautiful that it made him want to cry.
Day after day passed, the young man cooked delicious meals for himself, and whispered to comfort himself when he woke up from nightmares. When he turned around, he saw the other person leaning on the door frame, calling him “little friend” with crooked eyebrows.
Is this true?An Yao thought.Is this really not a dream?Why should he be nice to himself?Do you really deserve what he does?
He clearly doesn’t deserve it.
But this kindness was so hot and heavy that An Yao wanted to do something.He actually wants to muster up the courage to say that he can do anything to me, as long as I stay, I can cook, I can wash clothes, I can do housework, you can do anything you want me to do, even if you beat me and scold me now, I will try my best to match everything you give me, I will – I will –
The young man laughed and just rubbed his head gently.
“Then take a good rest.” He said, “I will be satisfied if you get better soon.”
An Yao nodded confusedly.
He still didn’t know what the other party wanted from him, he was still uneasy and still afraid.But no matter what, life now is at least not worse than before.
An Yao thought like this, secretly retreated into the quilt and covered his head.
Others are really nice.An Yao thought.Lin Qingyan, Lin Qingyan.
Lin Qingyan, Qingyan, Dr. Lin.
It’s a nice name.
He unintentionally rolled up the corners of the quilt with his fingertips and quirked his eyebrows inexplicably.