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Qi Yan is an insomniac. Ever since he turned eighteen, he has frequently had all sorts of strange dreams.
In the dream, in a dim room, he uses a necktie to bind the hands of an Omega wearing a collar, pushing him down onto the bed. Outside, the sky turns from dark to light. The Omega lies on the bed, hovering between life and death. Qi Yan glances at the time, gets up, puts on his clothes, and leaves without looking back.
The awakened Qi Yan: ???!!! He gave himself a slap. What kind of perverted scumbag Alpha with god-tier stamina am I in that dream?! Doing someone for a whole night and then leaving without even looking back. leaving.
A new neighbor moved in next door and disturbed Qi Yan for three days. Qi Yan finally couldn’t take it anymore. He ran next door and knocked incessantly. You had the nerve to disturb me for three days, have the nerve to open the door! He knocked for ages with no response. Just as Qi Yan was about to head back, the door opened.
A cold and beautiful Omega weakly opened the door. With red eyes, he apologized to Qi Yan, and with a sudden weakness in his legs, he collapsed into Qi Yan’s arms. Not only did the warning fail, but Qi Yan ended up feeling guilty. He sent the man back inside; even while unconscious, the other party gripped his wrist tightly, constantly apologizing.
While Qi Yan felt it shouldn’t have gone that far, he couldn’t help but impolitely size up the Omega’s figure, his heart trembling Isn’t this person’s body shape a bit similar to that unlucky Omega in the dream? And he’s even wearing the same style of inhibitory neck collar as the person in the dream?! Even the sound of his crying seems very similar?!! No way, right?!!!
Later on, Qi Yan and his neighbor started a sweet relationship. Just when he thought they would live happily ever after, he discovered he had misunderstood “himself” in the dream. You are just a substitute, raw material for extracting pheromone soothing agents. Have some self-awareness and don’t covet things that don’t belong to you.
Yes, he was a substitute, he was raw material; he just needed to do his job well. Other than that, they had no relationship.
Waking up from the nightmare, Qi Yan felt a chill all over his body. Suddenly, a warm body pressed against his back. His partner, who had the same face as the venomous snake beauty in the dream, was looking at him with concern: “Did you have a nightmare again?” Qi Yan looked at him and remembered. That wasn’t a dream, but his ridiculous past life where he sought love but couldn’t obtain it.
