Chapter 47

    This kind of fickleness suggests that this person is either naturally emotionally unstable or has been triggered by something that happened in reality.

    If it’s the latter, Rong Yi can’t help but start creating scenarios again. Although other information doesn’t seem to align well with Chen Ke Yao, the timing is a bit too coincidental.

    What if it really is Chen Ke Yao? Wouldn’t that mean he also likes me and is struggling with it?

    Rong Yi, who had told himself a million times not to get his hopes up, quickly typed a reply.

    “Of course, you can! Thank you so much for the information. If you have something on your mind that you can’t tell anyone in real life, you can talk to me. I was busy the past few days and didn’t go online, but I’ll be logging in every day to check messages for the next few days.”

    He even considered leaving his WeChat ID to facilitate communication, but he refrained, considering he had lied and wasn’t sure if the other person was Chen Ke Yao.

    After sending the message, he refreshed his phone for a long time, but nothing happened.

    The more he waited, the longer time seemed to stretch. Rong Yi decided to tidy up and then take a walk around the neighborhood. He had done some simple research before coming and found a few highly-rated snack shops near the hotel. Since he had nothing else to do, and the airplane food wasn’t very filling, he might as well try them all.

    Rong Yi is someone with a great passion for exploring food. Most people, after eating something delicious, would think about coming back next time. When he finds something delicious, he gets excited and wants to try making it himself. In most cases, the reproduction isn’t quite right. After all, many famous restaurants have their own secret recipes that they don’t share, so it’s impossible for someone to learn them easily. But that doesn’t stop Rong Yi from enjoying it.

    Especially after having someone to taste the results of his experiments with him.

    Every time he had a success, he would tell Chen Ke Yao specifically. “I ate this somewhere and thought it tasted good, so I tried to learn how to make it. What do you think?”

    Chen Ke Yao, who never learned to speak properly, was particularly sweet when praising his cooking. His most recent compliment was circuitous, accurate, and forceful: “Don’t talk nonsense. I’ve had that before, it’s not as good as yours!”

    However, that was also two weeks ago.

    Sitting in the small shop waiting for his food, Rong Yi suddenly felt a wave of sadness. To distract himself, he took out his phone and scrolled through it aimlessly.

    Unlocking the screen, he saw the forum interface. After refreshing, his inbox icon was blinking.

    Rong Yi quickly clicked on it, and sure enough, the other person had replied again.

    “Great, I was a little worried that my outburst a few days ago had scared you off. There’s a question I’ve been wanting to ask, I don’t know if it’s convenient for you to answer. What caused you to develop this psychological problem?”

    This really stumped Rong Yi.

    He couldn’t even find a reference answer from Chen Ke Yao, because he still hadn’t figured out why that person was so resistant to Omegas.

    After hesitating for a long time, he suddenly remembered a sentence someone had said in the original post.

    “Are you the kind of extremist who can’t accept that some people automatically get wet?”

    This reason was a bit vulgar and implicitly sexist, but it was authentic.

    Rong Yi was too embarrassed to repeat the original words, so he modified them euphemistically.

    “I can’t accept that someone has the same primary gender as me, but their body structure and function are so different. I find it very uncomfortable, and I feel nauseous and want to vomit when I think about it.”

    Combining the theory seen online with Chen Ke Yao’s actual reaction, it all seemed very reasonable.

    Rong Yi pressed send with relief.

    By the time he finished his bowl of shrimp wontons, and refreshed the page again, he found that the other person had already replied.

    “Dude, why are you trying to imagine other people’s body structures and functions?”

    Rong Yi couldn’t answer and was very embarrassed. His face flushed red, and he pondered over his phone for a long time, finally forcing out a reply.

    “Of course, I wouldn’t normally, but if it’s someone you’re attracted to, you can’t help but think about things like that, right!”

    This time, the other person immediately agreed.

    “That’s true. I’ve been really troubled by this lately. The doctor told me that the only way to avoid this situation in the short term is to consciously control myself and not overthink. I tried, it’s hard, basically impossible. The doctor also said, or maybe I should think about it to death, maybe I can desensitize myself. I tried it, but my body can’t handle it. It’s really hard.”

    It sounded quite miserable, but for some reason, when he imagined Chen Ke Yao saying it, the whole scene became hilarious.

    After laughing, Rong Yi opened the reply window and typed seriously, biting his lip.

    “So, you’re still in love with the Omega you mentioned in your post, right?”

    Actually, he didn’t feel particularly nervous while typing. But after pressing the send button, Rong Yi’s heart pounded in his chest.

    He refreshed the page at least dozens of times in this state, from the wonton shop all the way to the fried cake stall, before finally receiving a reply.

    “Yes.”

    Rong Yi gasped instantly, holding his phone, afraid to move.

    He pursed his lips, his mind a mess, wanting to be happy, but not daring to. Right, he needed to confirm if this person was Chen Ke Yao. How should he confirm? Would it be too abrupt to ask directly?

    He was extremely nervous when a hand suddenly reached out in front of him: “Your fried cake, be careful it’s hot.”

    Rong Yi, who had been completely focused, was so startled that he let out a scream, scaring everyone around him.

    Rong Yi took the fried cake and fled in embarrassment. After running a few steps, he remembered that he hadn’t paid yet, and ashamed, he quickly turned around to run back. Just as he took half a step, he saw the owner had climbed out of the barrier and was about to chase after him, the free-loading customer.

    Too embarrassing. Rong Yi conservatively estimated that this scene would be enough for him to lie in bed and repeatedly recall for the next thirty years when he couldn’t sleep late at night.

    The owner also saw that he was just momentarily careless and took the initiative to comfort him. Unfortunately, although he was saying, “I meet careless young people like this every day and I’m used to it. Young man, you don’t need to be so embarrassed,” his face, flushed red from trying to hold back his laughter, betrayed his true feelings.

    Rong Yi paid the money, holding the fried cake, and slunk away, burying his head in eating it along the way, trying to ease the pain in his heart with the delicious food.

    When he finally finished all the fried cake, because his mouth was stuck shut with the sticky glutinous rice paste, he went to a sweet soup shop and drank a bowl of sweet soup. After being dazed for a long time due to embarrassment, his brain, which had been in a haze, suddenly remembered that he had forgotten something important.

    He quickly took out his phone and found that the other person had sent a long string of messages in this short time.

    “He really is a very cute person, although most of the time he’s a bit silly. When I first realized I was overly aware of him, I thought it was because of the awkwardness, after all, we had a brief interaction before, and it ended badly. Later, I realized that it was completely different.”

    “The longer it goes on, the more I care, the more I want to see him when we’re not together.”

    “Do you have the same feeling towards the Omega you like? You can’t control yourself, you really want to touch him, but if you touch him too much, you’ll overthink. Actually, it’s easy to overthink even if you don’t touch him. Watching him wander around in front of me all day, clueless and unaware, I can’t help but pay attention.”

    “He’s really cute, although his temper isn’t very good and he’s always moody and gets angry for no reason, but most of the time he’s very soft and adorable.”

    “Gentle, kind, but also very brave.”

    “Actually, the way he sulks sometimes is also very interesting.”

    “I’ve really been worried to death about this lately. I want to pursue him, but I feel like I’m being very excessive. The way I am now, why should he be with me? And continuing to pester him will only make him annoyed. But if I wait until I’m cured, what if someone else snatches him away? He’s so cute, other Alphas aren’t blind, if I don’t keep a close eye on him, he’ll be snatched away in minutes, right? The thought of him being with someone else really pains me.”

    Rong Yi silently read through everything, his heart chilling.

    So, the Omega that this person likes is soft, adorable, and cute. Oh right, and also very popular with other Alphas.

    No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t shamelessly put himself in that position.

    What’s more, he didn’t think he was irritable at all, let alone moody. Of course, he wasn’t silly either.

    All the information was completely inconsistent with him.

    This world is too cruel and too real. Even an Alpha who is essentially O-phobic and only accepted homosexuality, ends up falling for a popular, soft, spoiled little darling.

    Someone like him, perhaps didn’t lose at the starting line, but simply didn’t have a starting line at all.

    Since the other person’s crush Omega certainly wasn’t him, then the person on the other side of the screen should be someone else. After all, given Chen Ke Yao’s homebody tendencies, unless it was an online relationship, there was no way he could have other deeply involved partners, let alone “wandering around in front of me every day.”

    There’s nothing new under the sun, similar things always happen.

    Rong Yi’s own feelings weren’t smooth, but seeing a similar situation, he couldn’t help but want to cheer the other person up.

    After all, he empathized too strongly.

    “If you don’t try to work hard, how do you know that the other person won’t accept you? Since it can be treated, maybe he’ll be willing to wait? If he likes you, he will definitely be willing to accompany you through this time.”

    A few minutes later, after refreshing the page, he received a reply.

    “He doesn’t like me.”

    Looking at these five words, Rong Yi suddenly felt very sad.

    This simple sentence is the root of so many people’s troubles.

    Not knowing what had happened between this person and the Omega he liked, Rong Yi didn’t dare to blindly encourage the other person to be brave. But he didn’t want the other person to give up either.

    “So, you don’t want to try anymore?”

    Rong Yi sent the message and started walking back. When he returned to the hotel, swiped his card in front of the elevator, pressed the floor, and refreshed the page again, he found two replies.

    “Wouldn’t I be hurting him if I tried to fight for him now? I can’t do anything, I feel like a salted fish.”

    “Not even as good as a salted fish.”

    He could feel the other person’s low mood through the screen.

    Rong Yi wanted to laugh and felt sorry for him at the same time, and was thinking about how to comfort him when the elevator arrived. He was looking down at his phone and walked out, accidentally bumping into someone.

    “I’m sorry!” He quickly apologized.

    The other person didn’t answer, just waved at him, and walked past him into the elevator.

    But Rong Yi, who was still standing in place, was instantly stunned.

    He opened his eyes wide and turned around to look at the person in the elevator wearing sunglasses, a loose jacket, and headphones, looking down, not daring to blink until the elevator doors closed completely.

    The author has something to say:

    [Teacher Chen’s Little Language Art Class]

    Rong Yi: I, I’m not very cute…///////

    Chen Ke Yao: You really have no self-awareness.

    Rong Yi: ???????

    Rong Yi: Want to fight???????

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