MRFD Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Late at night, alone, an Alpha and an Omega. He sneaks into my room like this, what does he want to do?

Rong Yi lay in bed, squinting at the dark figure by the bed, his heart pounding wildly. Could it be that Chen Ke Yao had suddenly changed his nature and realized the good in him as an Omega? But wouldn’t that be too sudden, without any mental preparation?

No, no, he, Rong Yi, isn’t such a casual person. There’s no reason for him to be summoned at will, ready to have the covers lifted for a midnight raid.

Leaving aside everything else, what if he gets puked on again?

But Chen Ke Yao’s martial arts skills are amazing, even if he resists, he definitely won’t be a match. If he forcibly intends to do something wrong, then Rong Yi will really have to give himself up here. Was he thinking too little by stupidly moving into an Alpha’s house?

While Rong Yi was caught in a battle between heaven and man, the figure who had been carefully scrutinizing him finally reacted.

When Rong Yi first saw the person move, his heart instantly jumped to his throat, but then he couldn’t help but feel puzzled. Because the person slowly turned around, tiptoed to the low cabinet by the bed, and then squatted down.

Rong Yi had only lived here for two days, and he had little luggage. This cabinet had never been opened, and even he didn’t know what was inside.

The person held his breath and slowly opened the drawer bit by bit, then quickly cursed softly.

Rong Yi, who had always been seeing things vaguely because of the poor light and not daring to open his eyes wide, was shocked.

Although that voice was very brief, it sounded very ethereal. Rong Yi had a deep impression of Chen Ke Yao’s voice, because he felt it sounded good from the bottom of his heart. It was a very mellow baritone, especially magnetic. Every time he got close to him, half of Rong Yi’s body would go numb.

But this person’s voice didn’t sound very good.

So, who would be in this room at this late hour, secretly rummaging through cabinets?

Rong Yi suddenly recalled what Chen Ke Yao had told him in the kitchen before.

Recently, several households in this neighborhood have been robbed.

…No way, so unlucky?

Just as Rong Yi was panicking, the thief who had found nothing in the bedside table stood up hunched over again, and then tiptoed to the wardrobe.

Rong Yi narrowed his eyes and looked over again, only to feel that this guy seemed to exude a wretched aura, his figure was hunched, completely different from Chen Ke Yao, and he immediately felt ashamed of himself for the faint ripples he had felt just now.

But now, what should he do?

Seeing the thief carefully open the wardrobe and reach inside, Rong Yi immediately became a little annoyed.

It’s already annoying enough to have a stranger touch his clothes, does this guy look like he wants to rummage through his pockets one by one? That’s not okay. Rong Yi secretly compared the physiques of the two sides and felt that he might not be without the power to fight.

He carefully looked around and found that he couldn’t find any handy weapons within reach. This inevitably made him feel unsure.

Seeing that the person’s hand had already reached into the wardrobe, Rong Yi was about to get up when he suddenly heard a “clang” on the floor.

Both people in the room, one standing and one lying down, were startled. Immediately, the thief immediately squatted down to pick up something from the floor.

When he stood up with that thing in his hand and looked back at where Rong Yi was lying, Rong Yi was sitting up, craning his neck, and staring at the thing he had just picked up in his hand.

The air suddenly froze.

In a dimly lit space, Rong Yi saw a fleeting cold reflection.

It’s over, the thing that the person dropped and picked up just now is a kitchen knife, about twenty centimeters long with a sharp head. If he wasn’t mistaken, Rong Yi used it to cut vegetables tonight. It was extremely sharp.

Under the sudden panic, Rong Yi’s brain went blank. Whether it was lucky or not, the thief with the knife looked about as flustered as him.

But bare hands and holding a deadly weapon are always different in terms of psychological confidence.

After the two stared at each other for a while, Rong Yi silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the thief suddenly raised the knife at him.

“Y-y-y-you don’t move!” The thief’s hand holding the knife was shaking non-stop, “Y-y-you lie down!”

Rong Yi felt that these two instructions were a bit contradictory, but at the moment, he knew better than to argue and didn’t express any opinion.

Seeing this, the thief slowly backed away toward the door, and then, he didn’t know if he had kicked something, but he suddenly slipped and staggered backward.

Seeing this, Rong Yi didn’t hesitate, lifted the quilt from the bed, jumped up, and kicked the thief. However, after sleeping for half the night, he didn’t have much strength, and the kick made the thief retreat a few steps, but failed to knock him down.

The thief was unsteady on his feet, but he held the knife tightly in his hand. After being kicked and hitting the door panel with a “bang”, this person was probably enraged and rushed towards Rong Yi, wildly waving the knife.

In a panic, Rong Yi quickly picked up the pillow and threw it at the thief, then grabbed one side of the quilt and covered his head.

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.

“Rong Yi?” From outside the door came the baritone voice, both deep and magnetic, that he was very familiar with and thought sounded very good, “Are you okay?”

Rong Yi, with the quilt over his head, took a deep breath and shouted with force from his diaphragm: “Thief—!”

Rong Yi didn’t see what happened in the next few seconds.

The quilt blocked most of his vision, he could only hear the sound of the door being pushed open, the thief’s cursing, the sound of the two fighting together, and Chen Ke Yao calling his name.

The moment Rong Yi lifted the quilt, there was another “clang” not far in front of him.

The knife fell to the ground again.

The opponent lost his weapon, now it was two against one, and he had a master as a teammate, so Rong Yi was naturally fearless. But when he eagerly tried to go up and kick a few more times, he took a closer look and saw that the thief was also on the ground.

In the dim light, Rong Yi could only vaguely see that Chen Ke Yao seemed to have pinned the person to the floor. The thief should still be a little unwilling, and he tried to flop around a few times while cursing. Unfortunately, in front of a professional, this resistance was meaningless.

“Are you okay,” Chen Ke Yao turned his head in the darkness to look at him, “Are you injured? Move around so I can see?”

The frightened Rong Yi was stunned for a moment before shaking his head: “I’m fine.”

“Then don’t just stand there dumbly, call the police.”

Rong Yi woke up as if from a dream and quickly bent down to touch the phone by the pillow, but his eyes did not move away from Chen Ke Yao’s face. The moonlight shone in through the window, reflecting on Chen Ke Yao’s face, making his skin look particularly white.

But on that white cheek, there was a very obvious dark mark, which was even gradually spreading downward.

After Rong Yi dialed 110, he told the police about the situation while walking to the wall and pressing the light switch, then immediately gasped.

The police officer on the other end of the phone asked with concern: “Is there another situation?”

“No,” Rong Yi shook his head, “You… you come here quickly. Someone is injured here.”

After hanging up the phone, Chen Ke Yao looked at him nervously: “Didn’t you say you weren’t injured?”

Rong Yi looked at the blood still flowing down his cheeks, and for a moment he didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

Before the police arrived, Chen Ke Yao couldn’t move.

His technique looked very similar to the last time, pinning the person to the floor with his arms twisted behind his back, making the opponent completely lose the ability to fight, no matter how much he flopped around.

“No wonder it felt a little itchy,” he said, looking down at the thief, “Where did you get this knife, old brother? It’s pretty sharp, huh?”

Rong Yi, who had never done any housework and didn’t even recognize his own kitchen knife, wanted to complain, but he didn’t have time at the moment.

He paced back and forth, “Can’t you just knock him out first?”

“That’s not good,” Chen Ke Yao looked down at the thief’s nape with a frown, “What if I accidentally kill him?”

Upon hearing this, the thief, who was originally struggling, immediately stopped moving.

Rong Yi couldn’t laugh at all. After hesitating for a while, he rushed to the living room and began rummaging through cabinets: “Where is the medicine cabinet you mentioned?”

“It’s in…” Chen Ke Yao thought for a while, “The cabinet next to the sofa?”

Rong Yi opened it and was angry: “What is all this mess!”

“Then… look at the opposite side, anyway, it must be in the living room.”

This house looks clean and tidy, but when you open the drawers and cabinets, it’s all a disaster. Chen Ke Yao’s sorting principle roughly follows only the theorem of “putting things in places that are not visible”. After flipping through several drawers, Rong Yi found a thermometer and half a box of expired cold medicine, but the so-called medicine cabinet was nowhere to be found.

Chen Ke Yao’s voice came from the room again: “I remember it was in the cabinet next to the sofa, do you want to…”

“Shut up,” Rong Yi said without raising his head, “I’ll find it myself!”

This living room is not small, but there are not many storage cabinets. Rong Yi checked them one by one and quickly found the medicine cabinet.

Before he had time to open it, the police arrived.

The police officers praised Chen Ke Yao’s heroic act of disarming the thief empty-handed and causing injuries to his face, but also gave him some education, reminding him that even if he was confident in his skills, he should prioritize his safety, and of course, he should call the police when he encountered difficulties.

As for the statement, it wasn’t urgent to do it at three in the morning with his face injured. He could take some time to go in the next few days.

After the police took the burglar away, Rong Yi, who had been holding the medicine cabinet for a long time, finally couldn’t help it.

He put the opened box in front of Chen Ke Yao, frowned and asked: “Is this just an empty box?”

Chen Ke Yao looked very surprised: “Huh… I remember there used to be a lot of things in it… Could it be that they were all stolen by the thief?”

Rong Yi was speechless.

There were pitifully few things in the box: a complete package of painkillers, an unopened bottle of iodine, and a box of unused bandages.

Rong Yi had reason to believe that everything that had ever been in it, as long as it had been taken out and used, whether it was used up or not, would never return to this box. Now, God knows where bandages and cotton swabs and other supplies are scattered in every corner of this house.

While Rong Yi was sulking, Chen Ke Yao carefully touched his bloody face, and then frowned very obviously.

He looked at his hands stained with blood: “…The bleeding seems to have stopped, is it not a big problem?”

Rong Yi looked at him and didn’t say anything.

It seems that this cut is just long, but it’s not very deep, so there’s no need to go to the hospital specifically. But even if it stops, the wound needs to be cleaned and disinfected.

After thinking about it for a while in his heart, he ran back to the room, changed his clothes at lightning speed, took his phone, and then rushed out: “You sit down, don’t move, wait for me to come back.”

“Hey,” Chen Ke Yao was stunned for a moment, “There are no 24-hour pharmacies nearby, right? Or should I use a tissue…”

“Sit down!” Rong Yi pointed to the sofa with force without looking back, “Wait.”

The author has something to say:

Chen Ke Yao X Rong Yi, 1v1, he

This sentence is written in the copywriting, maybe many people don’t notice it at the very bottom on their phones, so I’ll post it again separately.

This article will definitely not change the main love interest, and there will be no similar plots in the future where Chen Ke Yao cries and kneels begging for forgiveness.

I want to tell the story of two losers and amateurs in love, who, after experiencing a bunch of chaos and ridiculous stories, are finally deeply attracted by the most real appearance of each other for reasons other than appearance, gender, and Pheromones, and then gradually learn to get along and learn to mature.

They will be equal emotionally in the past, present, and future.

If you feel that it does not meet expectations, there is really no need to continue torturing each other with me. You are not happy to read it, and I am not happy to read individual comments. Why bother.