Chapter 1 (Part 2)
Jian Songyi's hostility towards Bo Huai probably began in
his infancy. At that time, the baby Jian Songyi, who had just turned one year
old, began to walk upright tremblingly after he mastered crawling. Alas, he
fell with every few steps. The baby Jian Songyi could not hold back his
grievances and bawled out loud with a massive "WAHHH".
On the other hand, baby Bo Huai was one and a half years
old. After watching the miserable Jian Songyi cry for whole ten minutes,
he finally took action. He put down the toy in his hand, stood up and walked all the way to
him. He said a simple two words, "Watch me."
The innocent baby Jian Songyi really raised his small round face, blinked and looked at brother Bo Huai. Naively, he believed that Bo Huai was here to comfort him. Who knew, Bo Huai circled the baby room in front of him. Steady and poised, lightning-fast for an infant. After which, his eyes shot a condescending glance at the wailing baby. Together with that, a subtle contemptuous smirk hooked across his face.
Logically, babies should not understand complex emotions
like contempt. But the baby Jian Songyi firmly believed that he saw an absolute
disdain from Bo Huai's eye. It was a pure disdain, leaking out from his eyes
after a long period of suppression.
This incident left a significant trauma on the Jian Songyi's
juvenile mind. It plagued him and continued to spread and deepen as he grew up,
surfacing as various conflicts with Bo Huai. It hurt him so much that Jian
Songyi broke through the physiological limit and remembered this trivial matter
from infancy for more than ten years. This trauma only got temporary relief
when Jian Songyi learned that his genetic test result was a Dominant Alpha and Bo
Huai was a lowly Omega.
Forget it, just an Omega. I should let him be.
The tension in Jian Songyi's back relaxed.
Then, the back door swung open with a heavy "bang" again. This time, an excited shriek followed, "Ahhhhhh! Sisters! Our new classmate is Alpha! He is so fucking handsome! I secretly caught a swift of his delicious pheromone when I passed by him. I think I am pregnant with my second child!"
KLANG——
The crisp sound of metal and marble colliding echoed from the back corner. Jian Songyi's tilted chair fell steadily to the ground.
Zhou Luo lept to his feet and shouted, "Ahhhh, my god, take me there! I want to smell it too!" Right after, he sensed an unsettling aura. Immediately, he pulled back his expression to a serious face, saying slowly and solemnly, "But I think he must be less handsome than my brother. When Brother Song matures, he will definitely be the most dominant Alpha in South City."
He turned to Jian Songyi, curiously asking "But Brother Song, you turned 17 during the summer vacation. Why haven't you matured? It seems like you are the only one left in our grade." Despite the heavy dread looming in his heart, Jian Songyi's pompous pretence was unaffected. He snorted," Dominant Alphas all mature relatively late." After a pause, he added, "Because we're strong." Zhou Luo thought for a while and found it reasonable.
Jian Songyi, whom he met in the first year of junior high,
had never fallen from his position as the top student. Whether in sports or
fights, Jian Songyi was always first. He stood at a tall 183cm in height with his
long slender legs matched with a pretty face. His bewitching pair of peach eyes
had trapped countless Omegas in the labyrinth of infatuation.
There was even a group South City Foreign Language High
School called [Breed me, Brother Song!], which was not only full of Omegas and
Betas but even some Alphas. This group reeked of putrid, lecherous lust. These
were all evidence of the unstoppable charm of his Brother Song.
At that thought, Zhou Luo glamorously cast a wink at Jian
Songyi, "Brother Song, hurry up and mature. I'm still waiting for you to
take me."
Jian Songyi casually smirked, "Why? If I'm not Alpha
and you won't want me anymore?"
"That is inevitable. Adorable Omegas like us only likes
dominant Alphas. Anyone else can only be sisters." Zhou Luo whined sweetly
with an unwavering cuteness. "So you can rest assured, Brother Song,
before you mature into a dominant Alpha, I will guard my chastity like its a
crown jewel!"
As soon as Zhou Luo finished speaking, the homeroom teacher, Mr
Bai could be heard from outside the door of the classroom, "Students,
quieten down! Stop eating and playing with your phones. You all over there, stop
copying homework. Listen to me. I have 2 important announcements."
"First, a new classmate was transferred to our class
this semester—"
Everyone looked at the door in unison, leaving only Jian
Songyi, with his head lowered as he fiddled with his phone blankly.
What's there to see? Hmph, I'm better looking than that!
Then he heard Zhou Luo swallowing a mouthful of saliva by
his side. He muttered stutteringly, "Brother Song, I'm sorry. I may break
my promise. My chastity is in danger. This man, he is a little
unbearable."
"..."
Jian, Songyi felt offended.
He lifted his eyes and looked at the door with open
displeasure.
A heavy rain rampaged outside the building, and the sky was
dim. The room was in a pin drop silence, with the only sounds being the
occasional flickering of the bright ceiling lights.
Standing by the boundary of light and dark was a tall young
man. His expression was blank and indifferent. The incandescent lamp washed
over his pale complexion with a warm glaze, accentuating his delicate and thin
facial features, bringing out an alluring mysteriousness -- cold yet unbearably
handsome.
His tall nose bridge hoisted up a gold metallic
spectacle, and his amber eyes radiated a subtle hostility. He was clad in a
perfectly tailored white shirt, buttoned to the top one, stopping right beneath
the protruding Adam's apple.
Just like the forbidden fruit, the cold airs around him
surged his desirability—even
the little mole under the corner of his left eye multiplied the attractiveness
of this scum-ish scholar.
Argh, how unpleasant.
Suddenly, Jian Songyi's mood fell to rock bottom. Generally
speaking, he enjoyed making others feel worse when he was in a bad mood. His
fingers on the tabletop lightly tapped twice, and he spoke in a sleepy and lazy
tone.
"Zhou Luo, your sense of aesthetic is not very
good."
His voice was not too loud or too small, just enough to be
heard by the person at the door.
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