"Leaving? You're not going to the dinner party later?" In the changing room, the bar waiter looked at the man next to him.
Wen Yao casually put his cap on his head and said, "I'm not going."
"Sister Pan wants to have dinner with you. It would be boring if you don't go."
Wen Yao carried his backpack, turned the doorknob and opened the door. "I have something else to do. I'll leave first. You guys enjoy your meal..."
Before he could finish his words, the door of the dressing room was closed.
As soon as the supervision system came back, Wen Yao became more restrained, just like a naughty child with a parent in charge at home.
Having drunk a little too much today, Wen Yao doesn't really want to go to the party anymore.
He rented a house here, not far from the bar.
It was late at night and the night market stalls on the roadside were almost closing. Wen Yao stopped by a stall as usual and ordered a midnight snack.
He took off his hat, smoothed his hair, and put the hat back on. His slender index finger made the silver ring on his knuckles look like abstinence.
He tilted his head and saw a small local dog from the stall owner's house nearby. He walked over and squatted with his legs apart and his elbows on his knees. The dog stood up when it saw him and wagged its tail. Wen Yao stretched out his index finger and poked its head.
"So late again tonight?" The stall owner chatted with the last customer while making him a midnight snack.
"I'm busy lately." Wen Yao retracted his hand that was poking the little dog's head.
Wen Yao discovered that after he became familiar with the stall owners, they would often give him more credit. As he said, more friends mean more paths.
The stall owner quickly prepared his midnight snack and said, "Go home quickly. It's so late. It's not safe for an Omega to be outside alone. Last time I heard that there was a fight near a bar over there..."
Wen Yao didn't explain that he was not an Omega. He smiled, thanked him, paid the bill, and continued walking back with the packed midnight snacks.
The neighborhood was very quiet. The streetlights shone on a small area. Mosquitoes were flying around the light. A window of an apartment building lit up.
The furnishings in the living room were simple. A baseball cap was casually hung on the coat rack at the door, and a pheromone inhibition ring was placed on the table. On the table was a take-away box left over from a midnight snack. There was the sound of water in the bathroom.
Wen Yao took a shower and came out of the bathroom, wiping his brown hair with a towel. Under the incandescent light, his hair was a little golden. His hair was half dry. He lay on the soft bed and moaned.
[Comfortable.] He was wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt, his arms were strong and powerful, he grabbed the pillow and hugged it in his arms, [If you don't have fun while you're here, you'll lose out.]
System: [So you smoke and drink?]
Wen Yao thought for a moment and said, "But I am a good man."
system:【......】
【Good night.】 Wen Yao closed his eyes comfortably.
That night, Wen Yao was sleeping, and the system was reviewing in detail everything Wen Yao had done in the past four months, as well as why he was sending flyers to the protagonist in such a dim alley with an ambiguous tone.
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The Protagonist Just Wants to Fall in Love [MTL]
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