[Esports] Pheromones say we're a match made in heaven.

Feeling satisfied after leaving the tattoo shop, Qin Yi took some time to go home.

Because his wrist injury worsened after the last competition, Hawk granted him a few days off, mainly to see a specialist for massage therapy and to give his hand a couple more days to recover.

Ms. Lu had noticed that Chi Feifan really enjoyed the dumplings she made, so she made a lot more this time. In order for Chi Feifan to have a taste, she called Qin Yi and asked him to come back and pick them up in person.

"Can't we just send it by courier? Logistics are so fast these days, and our home isn't far from Hai City. If you send it out in the morning, it might arrive in Hai City by evening."

Ms. Lu: "You can come back in the morning to pick it up and still go back in the evening. Besides, what if you encounter rough handling by the courier on the way?"

Qin Yi scoffed lightly, turned around and was about to go upstairs when he caught a glimpse of the clothes on the sofa in the living room.

Qin Yi narrowed his eyes, walked over, picked up one of the little dresses that looked like it belonged to a baby only a few months old, looked at it for a few seconds, and then looked at his mother incredulously: "You and Lao Qin were practicing on an alternate account behind my back?"

Ms. Lu carefully packed the wrapped dumplings, wiped her hands with a tissue, and said, "Small size what? Your father and I wouldn't dare gamble a second time. You can throw away a lottery ticket if you don't win, but can you throw away a child? What if we have another one like you? How would we live then?"

Qin Yi: "..."

He's only ever gotten the short end of the stick with his own mother.

Ms. Lu took the clothes from Qin Yi and folded them again: "My colleague's family had a beautiful little girl, like a porcelain doll. I made two little dresses for her as a birthday present when she turns one."

"You did this?" Qin Yi raised an eyebrow. "I didn't expect you, Old Lu, to have this skill?"

Ms. Lu put down what she was holding and rolled her eyes.

She gets angry just thinking about it.

She learned this skill specifically for her unborn baby, but it turned out to be useless; she could only use it for other people's children.

Ms. Lu rubbed her forehead, her gaze falling on Qin Yi's hand.

Qin Yi's wrist was wrapped in bandages.

Ms. Lu had heard that Qin Yi had tenosynovitis in his hand, but she didn't expect it to be bandaged. She sat up straight and asked, "How is your hand? How did it get so bad?"

Qin Yi was preoccupied with other things, and nonchalantly raised his hand when he heard this: "It's nothing, I just tied this up to reduce wrist movement, it's not broken."

Actually, he also wanted to cover up the tattoo he'd just gotten on his wrist. If Lao Qin and Lao Lu saw it, he'd probably be beaten to death on the spot. Although it was bound to happen sooner or later, Qin Yi was in a good mood today, so he'd kill himself another day.

Ms. Lu frowned slightly, opened her mouth as if to speak, but then stopped herself.

After a moment, she adjusted her glasses, lowered her eyelashes, and said in a calm tone, "Your father and I know quite a few doctors. You can tell us if you need anything."

"Thanks," Qin Yi said. "But I already have a specialist treating me; it's just a minor injury."

Ms. Lu paused for a moment, then gave a curt "Mmm" without any emotion. A short while later, she started to shoo people away: "Alright, the dumplings are packed for you. You can take your things and leave. Don't stand here taking up space."

"Alright, then I won't stay here and bother you any longer, Professor Lu."

Before leaving, Qin Yi wanted to say goodbye to Ms. Lu. When he turned around, he saw Ms. Lu holding up the dress she had made, carefully examining where it still needed to be altered.

Qin Yi knew that his parents had always wanted a girl. When he was little, his mother, Ms. Lu, was still hopeful and even tried to dress him in skirts a few times, thinking that if a boy dressed up nicely, he could be raised as a girl. Unfortunately, she couldn't stop him. This idea was only completely dispelled after he differentiated into an Alpha.

It's considered unusual for an Alpha to wear a skirt, but if an Omega wore a skirt, they would probably look quite good.

If we could coax Fei Fan into wearing it...

Qin Yi glanced at it a few more times, and the thing he had been thinking about earlier started to stir up his interest again.

*

At the Shanghai hospital, Chi Feifan was unaware that someone had already planned out what to do next in their mind.

The doctor smiled and said to him, "Congratulations on the completion of your secondary differentiation. Your glands have grown properly. You can now take inhibitors and undergo lifelong labeling."

Chi Feifan breathed a sigh of relief.

"However, if you're going to be permanently marked, I suggest you choose your partner carefully," the doctor said seriously. "Because you've undergone secondary differentiation, even if your glands grow back, they'll be more fragile than a normal Omega's. Once you're permanently marked, it might be impossible to remove them surgically."

Chi Feifan raised his eyes slightly.

The doctor said earnestly, "So this is a choice you only get one chance at in your life, don't choose the wrong one."

Back at the base, Chi Feifan closed the door in a state of unease, the doctor's words replaying in his mind the whole way.

A lifelong mark signifies a bond that lasts a lifetime. Once completed, the Omega will forever carry the Alpha's pheromones and develop a strong dependence on each other.

However, if something unexpected happens along the way, the Omega who can only be soothed by the bound pheromones will suffer greatly, and only by removing the mark can the relationship be severed.

Chi Feifan grabbed a handful of hair in frustration.

Despite following the doctor's orders and working so hard for so long, the result is still different from that of normal people.

What bothered him even more was that he hesitated when he heard the doctor say that. He liked Qin Yi very much, but he didn't dare to gamble on someone's life.

If one day he and Qin Yi reach the point of being together for life, what should he choose? If he refuses, it seems like he doesn't trust Qin Yi, and will Qin Yi be unhappy?

I think so. If he were rejected, he would be unhappy too. In that situation, a second's hesitation would make the answer obvious.

If this incident causes a crisis of trust, will the relationship develop cracks?

Chi Feifan felt a tightness in his chest, so he took out another lollipop from the drawer and put it in his mouth.

When he first agreed to date Qin Yi, he spoke very casually and sweetly, telling Qin Yi to tell him if he didn't like him anymore and to break up with him.

But in reality, he didn't want to lose this relationship more than anyone else.

Chi Feifan sat on the floor, leaning against the bed, and saw a hangnail on his hand. He pulled hard on it. He managed to pull the hangnail off, but it also tore off a small piece of skin, drawing a little blood.

With candy in his mouth, Chi Feifan seemed oblivious to the pain, casually grabbed a tissue, and pressed it hard against his finger.

That evening, when Qin Yi returned to the base, he was about to go upstairs when he saw Wang Kang and a few others huddled together suspiciously, seemingly discussing something.

Qin Yi spoke up: "What are you doing, stealing?"

"Captain, Brother Chi seems to be in a bad mood today." Wang Kang scratched his head. "Didn't Xiao Yu just buy an ridiculously expensive projector recently? We wanted to ask Brother Chi to come down and watch a movie with us after we finished eating, but Brother Chi looked really awful when he opened the door."

Yu Xingchen chimed in, "So we were discussing whether to order takeout for Brother Chi. He hasn't come out for ages and hasn't eaten dinner either."

Upon hearing this, Qin Yi glanced upstairs and frowned slightly.

He originally planned to return tomorrow, but someone was impatient and wanted Chi Feifan to eat the dumplings they made as soon as possible, so Qin Yi changed his ticket at the last minute.

He had just gotten off the high-speed train half an hour ago, and Chi Feifan had replied to his WeChat message at that time. There was nothing unusual about the chat content.

Qin Yi lifted his leg: "You guys do your thing, I'll go up and take a look."