The Self-cultivation of Omega Running with the Ball

Without caring about anything else, Wen Qiuxin jumped down, and this time he landed hard on the privet tree in the flowerbed, leaving many small cuts on his hands from the branches. He stood up dazed, only to find that his ankle was also twisted, and his lower abdomen was cramped due to tension.

"Who?!" The beauty salon employee pushed open the window and immediately locked eyes with him.

Wen Qiu was so frightened that he wanted to run but stopped himself - he looked sneaky enough in the first place, and if he ran, the people in the store would definitely chase him out.

Fortunately, this employee was unfamiliar and had never seen her before. Wen Qiu endured the pain and stood up straight, shouting back in a more powerful voice than hers: "How do you store the sundries? I tripped for no reason! If anything happens to my child, you wait, I will never forgive you!"

The employee saw him holding his stomach and suddenly felt a little flustered: "Are you okay?"

"Do I look okay to you?!"

"This... I'll go talk to the manager. Please wait a moment."

"Hurry up! I'm in a hurry!"

As soon as the employee put his head back into the window, Wen Qiu limped towards the main road. After running for five minutes, he finally found a taxi coming. He waved his hand and said, "Stop!"

When he got on the bus, he was already panting so hard that he couldn't even speak coherently. "Go, go to the bus station, quickly..."

He spent more than 30 yuan to take a taxi to the bus station, then took a black car that was wandering around the station, and spent more than 60 yuan to go to the next city. This kind of black car environment is bad and risky, but the only advantage is that it does not check identity documents and is extremely difficult to track.

Wen Qiu was squeezed into a van with a bunch of people who looked unserious. He kept his eyes wide open, watching out for any disturbance.

His coat was tattered, and his face and hands were stained with mud from the flowerbed, but the painting style was harmonious. After arriving at the next city without any danger, the sun had already set. Wen Qiu guessed that her escape must have been exposed. How mad would Manager Cui be? Did Chef Liu find the gold bracelet? How would her cheap husband feel after hearing the news?

The car stopped and he wanted to stand up with a lot on his mind. Suddenly, his eyes went dark and he took several breaths before the dizziness went away.

His heart was still pounding, his body was covered in cold sweat, and his mouth was so thirsty that it was about to smoke. He had been extremely nervous for half a day and had not eaten anything, so he was already starving. His stomach growled, and the child kicked his belly to express his protest.

There is a commercial street nearby. The snack stalls are emitting hot aromas. People who just got off work are bustling around. The noodle chef is working hard to stir the iron pan. A young couple is sharing a cup of milk tea. A child is pestering his mother to buy balloons...

Walking among the hustle and bustle of the crowd, Wen Qiu suddenly felt alive, as if the warmth of life had flowed into his limbs and bones, and every long-dead joint began to itch.

He bought grilled sausages and meat omelettes, soy milk and baked potatoes, and found a plastic chair to sit and eat. The fragrant food filled his stomach and dispelled the coldness in his body.

A tinkling sound of car bells accompanied by children's laughter passed by like the wind. Wen Qiu raised his head inadvertently and suddenly saw a red sun setting behind the towering and rugged skyline of the city, emitting brilliant light to the world.

The sunset glowed the entire sky. The returning birds left behind a trail of black silhouettes. There was an endless stream of traffic and crowds of people of all shapes and sizes. The setting sun generously illuminated everything. Even the tiny self was blessed with its gentle care.

I don't know why, but tears suddenly fell at that moment. The hot tears rolled down and fell into the soy milk. Wen Qiu stuffed food into his mouth while crying, his throat trembling because of sobbing. I am free, he thought, after more than two years of darkness, I can see the sun in my lifetime.

After eating, he felt full of strength, so he wiped his tears and slowly stood up, continuing to limp forward. Tears would not help him solve any problems, he could only rely on himself.

In the next month, he traveled to many cities and sold his gold jewelry in batches, earning about 5 yuan. He also reissued his ID card. After nearly three years, he finally got his own ID card. Wen Qiu was a little dazed.

The photo didn't capture him very well. He didn't smile at all. He stared at the screen with wide eyes, as if he was not convinced. According to his date of birth, he is 20 years old this year, which means he has just become an adult.

He had no idea about raising a child, but he felt the urgent need for such a child. He was both a father and a mother, and he alone nurtured such a little life, a piece of flesh that fell from his body. He loved himself naturally, and he loved him naturally.

This child was the opposite of death, and he pulled himself out of the abyss of suicide ten thousand times. He gave himself the courage to escape and the goal to live. Just thinking that he needed him so much, Wen Qiu was determined to live well.

Wen Qiu bought a train ticket to the south and went to a small town thousands of miles away. This was his grandmother's hometown, and he remembered that he had lived here when he was very young.

He had a very good memory, and after asking around, he actually found his grandmother's house. It was a single-family house in a rural town, with a yard full of weeds and a deserted look.

Wen Qiu knocked on the door for a long time, but got no response. However, he still did not give up, knocking and shouting. He remembered that his grandmother had poor hearing, and when she couldn't hear clearly, she would smile helplessly and mutter softly: "I'm old, my ears are not sharp. Qiuqiu, you have to speak louder so that grandma can hear..."

"Stop knocking, it's too noisy!" The old neighbor opened the door and cursed, "Who are you looking for?"

"Hello, is there an old lady named Yang Shumei living here?"

"You mean Yang Shumei?" The old man glared at him suspiciously. "She's been gone for two years. Who are you?"

Grandma... has passed away? Wen Qiu was stunned.

In my impression, my grandmother was always healthy and strong, and she took care of both farm work and housework - but that was a memory from many years ago... If my grandmother were still alive, how could she let the yard become so desolate?

Wen Qiu's nose was sore and he felt suffocated. In fact, his mother rarely took him home, and he didn't have a deep relationship with his grandmother. It was just that another bond between them was broken, and he really had no other place to go.

With red eyes, he said, "I am her grandson."

"Then how come you don't know about your grandmother?" the neighbor asked suspiciously, "Her androgynous OMEGA son came back two years ago and hastily held a funeral. This house has been empty ever since, and no one cares about it. I heard that he hooked up with a big boss in the city, and he drives a luxury car and lives in a mansion every day, is that right?"

Wen Qiu didn't answer and left with his head down. After the old neighbor went back cursing, he turned around and walked back, wandered around the house twice, and then climbed over the fence in the backyard and tried to push the window, but found that it was not locked. He climbed in through the window and was choked by the dust that blew in his face and coughed.

The house was also covered with a thick layer of dust, covering old objects whose colors could not be seen. It seemed that time had stopped here spontaneously since my grandmother passed away. If undisturbed, it could remain silent for a thousand years without decaying or decaying.

His mother despised her background and rarely came back. She never told anyone where his grandmother's house was. Even his father probably didn't know the house existed.

It's safe here.

Wen Qiu really couldn't walk anymore, and regardless of the dirt, he sat on the rocking chair that his grandmother often sat on. He folded his hands on his lower abdomen, rocked gently, and hummed the popular songs he heard on TV when he was a child.

He was so tired that he curled up and fell asleep.

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Manager Cui was going crazy.

He would never have thought that Wen Qiu, who was so well-behaved and obedient, would actually run away secretly! And he was extremely careful and thorough, leaving no clues. He mobilized all his men to search for several days, and only then found a pawned gold earring in the next city.

Not to mention how a pregnant Omega would survive alone outside, if he really gave birth to the Pei family's offspring outside, this would be a huge bomb that could be buried for decades!

If he wanted to find him as soon as possible, he had to rely on the power of the Pei family. However, when he thought about confessing to Pei Du, Manager Cui felt that it would be better to kill him with a knife.

Moreover, he was the one who handled this matter, and he had already taken away countless profits. Madam might not care about the three or four million, but the young master might not ignore it.

No matter how he thought about it, it was a dead end. Manager Cui was so angry that his teeth were itching. When he thought of that hypocritical and pitiful little face, he wanted to slap her in the face with both hands.

After much deliberation, Manager Cui decided to take a gamble. He took a few capable people with him and went straight to Yilong Club to ask Lu Yilong to borrow someone.

That person was the original owner of the ID card, Li Wenfei, a high-class male prostitute. He looked like a beautiful woman, but his cheeks were sunken and his eyes were dull, and it was obvious that he was sucking something dirty.

As long as he was paid, Li Wenfei would do anything, and borrowing people was quite easy.

Lu Yilong was confused and had to ask tentatively: "Manager Cui, how is Xiao Li doing with you?"

"What about Xiao Li?" Manager Cui sneered, "Do you really think I can't find out?"

"Oh, sorry, I forgot. How is Xiao Wen doing? Is the child okay?"

"Okay, very good." Manager Cui said gritting his teeth.

He questioned everyone in the nightclub who was familiar with Wen Qiu, but no one knew Wen Qiu's background. This Omega with outstanding appearance had diluted his presence like a ball of air in the past two years. He got along well with everyone, but he didn't have a close relationship with anyone.

Manager Cui took Li Wenfei away, but he still felt unsatisfied and called his acquaintances in the police department. With the Cui family's name out, everything was smooth sailing. That night, he heard the news that the nightclub was closed down. It was said that not only BDSM was found, but also drugs were found at the scene.

The minimum sentence for the dozen or so Yilonghui core members, including Lu Yillong, was ten years. Manager Cui made a few phone calls, asking people in prison to take good care of them.

Li Wenfei was beside him the whole time, listening to him giving instructions over the phone, and was so scared that he dared not breathe. In his eyes, the Yilong Society, which had the power of life and death like a local tyrant, was like a small insect in the hands of the man in front of him, and he could easily crush it to death.

He thought Manager Cui was some big boss, but after Manager Cui explained, he realized that Manager Cui was just a small follower of the Cui family, and the Cui family was just a vassal of the Pei family. And the person Manager Cui wanted him to fool was actually the young master of the Pei family.

"It's okay, just do what you have to do and act as you are." Manager Cui smoked a cigarette irritably, "Anyway, if the matter is exposed, I will be the one who suffers. You are not important enough for the young master to take action."

Li Wenfei nodded hesitantly, and suddenly asked, "So did Wen Qiu really run away?"

"Nonsense, what else do I want you to do?"

Li Wenfei said thoughtfully: "Sure enough, I knew he could run."

"What? Are you in league with him?"

Li Wenfei shook his head: "Wen Qiu is different from the rest of us. He was the most stubborn one in the first year after being arrested. When we sent him to pick up a customer, he locked the customer out of the bathroom and stole the customer's cell phone to call the police. Fortunately, the address we gave him was fake, otherwise something bad would have happened. Later, Boss Lu had no choice but to lock him up and beat him up every few days. Only then did he learn his lesson. As a result, as soon as the guards let down their guard, Wen Qiu ran away again."

"I really can't tell." Manager Cui smoked irritably.

"In the end, he didn't run away that time. The boss used a bottle to crack his head. Blood was all over the floor. He looked dead immediately." Li Wenfei continued, "I heard that he was sent to the hospital and was unconscious for a long time. When he woke up, he was stupid. He didn't talk much and didn't think about running away anymore. The brothers all praised him for being a good boy. But I don't believe he became stupid. He just became more cunning."

"Cunning, now I know what he is doing," Manager Cui gritted his teeth, "He even bought four train tickets, to the east, south, west, and north."

"Ah, I seem to remember something! Wen Qiu once mentioned to me that there is a relative who can go to him for shelter..." Li Wenfei raised his head slightly, with a shrewd light in his eyes, "Boss, I know where Wen Qiu ran off to."

(End of this chapter)