Extra: Parallel world

 Tong Che woke up. The moment he opened his eyes, he was greeted by the snow-white ceiling of the ward, and for a moment, he was in a trance, not knowing what day it was.

He stared blankly at the ceiling for two minutes before his memories from before he fell into a coma came back.

He had run away from home, carrying his knife.

He drank beer at the lake, differentiated and slit his wrists.

Then, he didn’t die, and it seems he was saved.

After a brief run-through, Tong Che suddenly lifted his left hand and held it up to his eyes.

He reached into his pocket, and sure enough, there was no sign of the knife.

He knew that the person who had saved him had taken it away.

Tong Che pushed himself up.

Just as he leaned back on the bed, the door of the ward opened and a round-faced nurse came in.

When the nurse saw him sitting up, she was obviously stunned for a moment, and soon a smile appeared on her face, “Little boy, you are awake!”

Tong Che pursed his lips and retorted in a low voice, “I’m not a child anymore.”

“At the age of thirteen, you have just differentiated,” the little nurse approached and smiled, “Why would you not be a child?”

Tong Che stopped talking. After a pause, he couldn’t help but ask, “I’ve differentiated into an Omega, right?”

“That’s right,” the little nurse replied, rolling her eyes, “you’ve differentiated into a cute Omega.”

Tong Che lowered his eyes. His eyelashes trembled and his eyes lost their spirit for a moment, but the nurse didn’t notice.

“Wait a minute, “the nurse said again, “I’ll call the doctor to examine you.”

After saying this, the nurse turned around and walked out of the ward.

Thinking of something, Tong Che suddenly called out, “Ah… sister nurse, I would like to ask; who sent me here?”

The nurse stopped, turned around, and briefly described, “It was an Alpha boy, very thin and tall…”

Having said this, the nurse paused, her cheeks turned red, and then continued, “He looked very handsome!”

Tong Che pretended not to see the nurse’s change. He pursed his lips, and asked again, “How long have I been unconscious?”

“Then…” Tong Che asked again, his voice even lower, “Then has he visited me in the past three days?”

The nurse paused, as if hesitating, but finally shook her head, “He hasn’t been here again.”

She seemed to be afraid that Tong Che would be sad, and hurriedly added, “He might just be too busy and something came up!”

Tong Che lowered his head, gave a vague response, and did not speak again.

In fact, he didn’t know why he cared so much, whether that person came to see him.

It’s just that his voice still echoed vaguely in his ears, asking him, “Why do you want to give up before you have seen the sea?”

He didn’t quite understand this sentence, but he really wanted to see him with his own eyes. What would a person who said such a thing look like?

The doctor came very quickly and gave Tong Che a full body examination. The result was that his body has basically recovered, but he has a pheromone disorder, and he needs to rely on suppressants.

Tong Che was even more frightened when he heard that, “I…I don’t have any money…”

His parents would definitely not be willing to take out such a sum of money for him.

“Don’t worry, “the doctor reassured. “The boy who sent you here charged a lot of money on your card, enough to buy nearly a year’s worth of suppressants.”

…

Tong Che left the hospital with a large bag of inhibitors in a trance.

Thoughts drifted from his survival from death, to his pheromone disorder, to the need to use suppressants from now on, finally floating back to the Alpha boy who saved him.

The thought of wanting to see him grew stronger.

But Yangcheng is so big, where should he go to find him?

*

That day was the most chaotic day Tong Che had experienced in his short thirteen years of life.

After going back home, he was kicked out of the house within two hours, not even having the chance for a hot meal.

The car drove all the way to the outskirts of the city, and finally stopped in front of the orphanage.

Tong Che was thirteen years old, not three. He clearly knew that he had been abandoned.

He watched his parents take his younger brother away without even looking back.

Compared with sadness, what Tong Che felt more at that moment was an inexplicable, earth-shattering void.

He found that he was no longer interested in doing anything. He didn’t want to talk to people, play games, read books, or even eat and drink.

But he still ate and drank.

Because whenever he wanted to give up, the words of the Alpha boy would always echo in his ears.

He thought that someone had saved his life. No matter what, he couldn’t waste the good deed.

He thought that if he persisted, he might be able to see him again.

On the morning of his sixth day at the orphanage, just after he woke up, he was called out by the orphanage director, Zhao Li, saying that someone was looking for him…

That was the first time that Tong Che saw Mu Hanfeng, and he felt that he was not very different from what he had imagined.

He was tall, with a distinguished appearance and a cold aura.

But what was different from what he had imagined was that the alpha male in front of him had heavy blue shadows under his eyes, as if he had not rested well and was in a very poor state.

They looked at each other for a long time, but Mu Hanfeng spoke first, saying, “What’s your name, kid?”

When he heard the label “kid,” Tong Che, who was in his adolescent years, involuntarily puffed up his face, but because the person who called him that was his life-saving Alpha, he held back and obediently replied, “Tong Che, and I am clearly, not a kid.”

Mu Hanfeng looked down at the little Omega, who was just barely reaching his chin, and thought to himself, “He’s quite pure, with big, clear eyes.”

But he laughed, and what he said was, “Children are still children.”

The pure child’s face puffed up again.

Mu Hanfeng resisted the urge to poke his cheek with his finger. He coughed lightly and returned to the subject. He explained his current situation and his intentions in a few words, and finally concluded, “I will be very busy every day, but I will definitely be home every night. Do you want to come with me?”

Perhaps because he felt that he owed this man a lot of money and hadn’t paid him back, or perhaps because he had heard the word “home,” Tong Che gave his answer without much hesitation, “Yes! I want to!”

At that time, neither of them had any idea that the few words they spoke could really last a lifetime.

Thus, Tong Che, who had been abandoned for five days, found a new home.

Mu Hanfeng was, as he said, very busy.

At that time, Tong Che did not quite understand what he was busy with, but he would always wake up in the middle of the night to find him still busy on his laptop.

When he appeared at the door of his room, Mu Hanfeng would always look up from his laptop and ask him, with a frown, “Why aren’t you wearing slippers again?”

Tong Che rubbed his eyes, yawned, and said, in a long, drowsy tone, “I forgot…”

Mu Hanfeng would stand up, whispering, “You forget all the time” while coming over to him, picking him up and wrapping him in a big blanket on the soft sofa, coaxing, “Go to sleep, you have to go to school tomorrow. I will accompany you. ”

At first, Tong Che would really forget to wear his slippers.

But later on, as he grew up, due to some subtle emotions, probably because he was coveting that hug, he would deliberately forget them every time.

Fortunately, Mu Hanfeng never exposed him…….

Before he met Mu Hanfeng, Tong Che didn’t know what a real family looked like.

But after meeting him, it was as if everything had become tangible.

When he encountered a problem that he didn’t know how to solve, Tong Che would call out, “Brother, come here for a minute!”

Mu Hanfeng would immediately drop what he was doing and come over to explain the problem to him.

Tong Che would always listen with admiration and then exclaim, “Brother, you’re so good! I feel like there’s no problem you can’t solve! ”

No matter how busy Mu Hanfeng was, he would always find time to go to every parent’s meeting at school.

But Tong Che didn’t like studying much, he seemed to like singing, dancing, and even acting more than cultural lessons.

So every time Mu Hanfeng came back from a parent-teacher conference, he would first put on a stern face and say, “The teacher said you are always absent-minded in class. What were you thinking?”

At this time, Tong Che would hang his head and tug on his sleeve, complaining in a small voice, “Brother, you are being mean.”

Mu Hanfeng’s breath stagnated and his expression softened by an octave in an instant. He reluctantly raised his hand to tap Tong Che’s forehead and asked him, “Tell me, what are you thinking about when you are not paying attention to the class?”

Tong Che had no reservations about him, so he would cuddle up to his ear and chatter about wanting to enter the entertainment industry and acting.

When he finished, he was afraid that Mu Hanfeng would get angry.

But when Mu Hanfeng heard this, he was silent for a while, but he did not get angry and said, “Then when you grow up, we will try it together.”

From that day onwards, Tong Che had a beautiful and ambitious wish: to enter the entertainment industry and act with Mu Hanfeng.

Every morning and evening, Mu Hanfeng would cook for him. When he was hungry at night, he would just say something, and Mu Hanfeng would get up and go make a midnight snack. Or when the weather was nice and there was little time to spare, the two of them would go downstairs to the night market together.

When the season changed, Mu Hanfeng would take him to the shopping mall to buy clothes, and Tong Che would always end up pestering him into buying a bunch of clothes in the same style but different sizes.

“Don’t you think it’s weird for me to wear this sweater?” Mu Hanfeng stared into the mirror with a recessed brow.

Tong Che shook his head and replied loudly and without hesitation, “It’s obviously very cool!”

The corners of Mu Hanfeng’s lips curled up, and because of Tong Che’s words, he temporarily gave up on the idea of changing back to his black shirt.

Mu Hanfeng would take Tong Che on a trip every year during his summer and winter vacations, despite the fact that Mu Hanfeng was frequently busy with his laptop late at night at the hotel.

With Tong Che on vacation, he would not rush to sleep. He would stay up with Mu Hanfeng, giving him water and feeding him snacks, sometimes even giving him a shoulder massage.

If the weather was bad, the two of them would not go out and stay together.

When Mu Hanfeng was working, Tong Che would sit on the carpet to his right and watch a movie. Of course, when he saw something exciting, he would tell Mu Hanfeng all about it.

They would spend every birthday and every festival with each other.

They had each other to share all their happiness and sorrows with.

Mu Hanfeng was like the competent older brother, but he was much more than that.

It seemed that the days when the two of them were together always passed quickly.

It was in this way that Tong Che unknowingly celebrated his 16th birthday.

On the day of his birthday, Mu Hanfeng had the rare opportunity to put off all his work.

The two of them had a big meal together and a delicious cake. Tong Che didn’t drink a drop of alcohol that day, but when he looked at Mu Hanfeng’s angular facial features under the flickering lights, he somehow felt he was drunk.

His heart was beating fast for no reason, and even though he had been taking his suppressants on time, it was as if the back of his neck was throbbing again.

A thought came up in his mind that scared the sixteen-year-old Tong Che. He thought to himself, “How wonderful it would be if Mu Hanfeng was more than just a brother, if he could be one step closer.”

At that time, Tong Che was not yet fully aware of what it would be like to be one step closer.

Or maybe he didn’t dare think about it too clearly.

Tong Che licked his lips, but he couldn’t hold back and asked, as if it was impromptu, but in fact, he had been planning to ask for a long time, “Brother, will you fall in love in the future?”

Mu Hanfeng lowered his eyes and looked at him. His eyes darkened for a moment, his Adam’s apple rolled, and he asked in a low voice, “Why are you asking this all of a sudden?”

Tong Che’s eyes fell on the sexy Adam’s apple for a moment, then quickly moved away, and after a long time, he squeezed out a sentence from his throat, “Just… just asking.”

Mu Hanfeng stared at the tips of his red ears for a long time before finally throwing out one word, “I will.”

The moment he heard these two words, Tong Che’s heartfelt like he had spilled a bottle of vinegar, so sour that it bubbled.

But the next moment, Mu Hanfeng gave him a big piece of candy.

The top of his hair was rubbed with a gentle force, and Mu Hanfeng’s palm stroked it twice, and then added another sentence, “So, grow up quickly.”

Tong Che vaguely felt that he understood, but he was not sure. His throat tightened and he forced out a sentence, “Grow up… grow up for what? To pay you back? ”

Mu Hanfeng paused, and he laughed softly. His finger moved down and gently twisted Tong Che’s earlobe, saying in a hoarse voice, “When you grow up, you’ll know.”

When you grow up, you can give yourself back to me.

After that, we will talk about love and being lovers for the rest of our lives, never to be separated.

**The End**