After Dumping the Female Lead, It's My Turn to Cry - Chapter 21.1

The icy, biting wind howled as it swept across the windowsill, stirring up a layer of accumulated dust. The door of the toilet stall swung back and forth in the air, emitting a grating, teeth-chilling creak with each movement.

Inside the stall, where the faint red dot of a pinhole camera flickered intermittently, Ruan Yubai’s lips trembled from the cold. Silently, she cursed the school for its incompetence: How could the windows be so drafty? This is nothing but shoddy construction, it deserves a terrible review!

With that thought, she brushed away the stray hairs that kept sticking to her face, kicked the door covered in cheap graffiti with the heel of her shoe, and flipped through the cheesy novel only she could see, double-checking the steps of the plan.

There wasn’t much to it, really. She just had to pretend to be an Omega student changing out of her uniform in the restroom take off the thigh-high socks under her skirt, switch into a pair of athletic pants, and leave. The whole process had to be done with her back to the camera, revealing only a slender, graceful silhouette.

The Omegas had confidently assured her that during this act, some Alpha would inevitably be unable to resist barging into the restroom to confront her. Then, the people waiting outside could swoop in and catch the disgusting campus pervert red-handed.

But Ruan Yubai thought they were being far too optimistic. The Alphas at Laureus had surely seen countless beautiful Omegas. Not to mention, the recent crackdown on hidden cameras must have already drawn the attention of the main characters, how could any Alpha be foolish enough to walk right into such an obvious trap?

And to make matters worse, it wasn’t even an Omega trap, it was a Beta’s trap!

But as the saying goes, one who accepts favors is indebted. Ruan Yubai had been utterly charmed by the Omegas’ sweet talk, and the lingering taste of the delicious pudding they’d given her still sweetened her mouth. Resigned, she had no choice but to follow the plan.

After a moment’s thought, Ruan Yubai first hung her crossbody bag on the hook above the toilet. Then, adjusting her position as the Omegas had instructed, she turned her back to the pinhole camera hidden in the corner of the wall and slowly began to roll down her pure white thigh-high socks.

This wasn’t because Ruan Yubai had any talent for seduction. It was purely because she was freezing, and even the thin fabric of the socks felt too precious to remove.

The restroom was already dimly lit, with only a sliver of pale light seeping through the gaps in the door. Against that faint glow, her skin appeared delicate and smooth, as white as freshly fallen snow.

Lacking regular exercise, Ruan Yubai’s fingers trembled slightly from the cold as she bent over. Reluctant to part with the warmth of the fabric, she rolled the socks down slowly, inch by inch, revealing more of her frosty, mist-like skin.

It was like unwrapping a gift. The dark blue school uniform skirt was the elegant outer packaging, the thin socks were the tightly wrapped ribbon, and her slender, soft fingers were leisurely undoing the wrapping, exposing more of the delicate, shadowed whiteness under the dim, hazy light.

Her legs were slender and graceful, the contrast between the deep blue and snow-white creating soft, flowing curves. It was a sight that stirred an uncontrollable urge to hurry and unveil it all, yet also a desire to linger in the shadows and quietly savor more of the captivating scene.

Halfway through, a sudden gust of wind roared outside. The girl’s fluffy twin tails occasionally brushed against her neck, perfectly covering the spot where a scent gland would typically be. The patch of skin around her shoulders and neck flickered in and out of view, tantalizing enough to make one’s eyes burn with intensity.

The wind grew so fierce that the bag hanging on the hook began to shake violently threatening to fall at any moment.

When Ruan Yubai heard the sound of something heavy cutting through the air, she was startled, her movements instantly freezing as she let out a small, sharp cry of “Ah!”

The lingering tone was delicate and intricate, like malt candy wrapped in sweet, cotton-like softness something that should stick to your teeth when held in the mouth, yet you can’t help craving more.

Her bag was filled with numerous packs of snacks and comic books dropping it would be worse than death!

Driven by instinct, Ruan Yubai hurriedly turned around, rising on her tiptoes to reach for her bag. Her delicate chin wobbled slightly, nearly bringing her into the camera’s frame. Fortunately, she was quick-witted; once she had securely hung the bag back up, she straightened up, leaving only her legs, clad in a deep blue pleated skirt, visible in the lens.

One leg still had its knee-high sock firmly in place, projecting the pure and wholesome image of a model student. The other sock, however, hadn’t been fully removed it was rolled into an oval shape and bunched up about ten centimeters below her knee. The repeated rolling had left faint red marks on her soft calf, creating a forbidden, almost sinful allure, which was now being broadcast in real-time through a high-definition camera to another dim and silent room.

“Holy shit, is this girl from our school? She’s unreal! How have I never seen her before?” After a long pause, an uncontrollable exclamation shattered the tense atmosphere. The mixed, murky scents of various Alpha pheromones accumulated heavily on the trash-strewn floor, potent enough to overwhelm any outsider who might stumble in.

Li Si, the future tech prodigy who had developed the campus pinhole camera and was the loyal subordinate of the novel’s male lead, Nan Zhudi, was now staring intently at the clear footage on the screen, his mouth slightly dry.

But when faced with the curious gazes of the other Alphas, Li Si refused to show any weakness. He snorted and turned to Zhang San beside him. “Weren’t you the one who said you’ve seen it all and couldn’t be bothered with the flat-chested girls at our school? Why are you staring so hard now? If I didn’t know you were a seasoned player, I’d think you were some inexperienced virgin Alpha.”

Zhang San, usually arrogant and unruly, would have flipped a table and started a fight at such a provocative remark under normal circumstances. But this time, he didn’t even blink, murmuring instead, “Even her knees are pink.”

Hearing this, the others paused, then followed his gaze back to the screen.

Whether from the cold or naturally, a small patch of skin on her rounded knees bore a faint reddish hue, reminiscent of a blend between night-blooming cereus and rose, tinged with a wash of titanium white. It looked so tender that it seemed it might bruise at the slightest touch.

The first speaker was dumbstruck, realizing that in the presence of true perverts, he was nothing but a naive rookie. Meanwhile, Zhang San had already grabbed his jacket, kicked his chair aside, and licked the corner of his lips. “I’m going to see what this little beauty really looks like.”

His words were like lighting the fuse to a powder keg. In an instant, several other Alphas grew restless, their instincts taking over as pheromones clouded their minds. Only Li Si, the creator of the device, wore an uneasy expression, looking to Nan Zhudi for help as if pleading, “This isn’t right, is it?”

Zhang San certainly didn’t miss the interaction nearby. Following the gaze, he locked eyes with Nan Zhudi, who had been sitting back and observing from the sidelines. “What’s up? Why the hell are you staring at your grandpa?”

In the midst of the escalating tension, Nan Zhudi adjusted his glasses. Though his expression remained relatively calm, a faint irritation simmered beneath the surface.

He couldn’t shake the inexplicable feeling that something had gone awry that the situation shouldn’t have unfolded this way.

In contrast, Ruan Yubai, the center of the discussion, was already worn out from the commotion. Tired of lingering to “fish” for something that would never bite, and annoyed by the poor-quality socks she’d hastily changed into which were now chafing her skin she just wanted to swap back into her long pants as quickly as possible.

The cramped restroom in the remote building offered no space to maneuver. Bracing against the chilly draft, Ruan Yubai balanced precariously on one foot, her movements growing increasingly impatient as she tugged off the half-removed stockings. Before she could steady herself, the faulty motion-sensor light at the entrance flickered to life.

In the wavering glow, she heard the deliberate, rhythmic sound of boots tapping against the tiled floor.

Oh no, you’ve got to be kidding me! Is this really happening?

Still clutching the stocking, Ruan Yubai jolted in shock, nearly losing her balance. A sliver of remaining clarity prompted her to switch off the hidden pinhole camera in the corner.

Silently, she apologized in her heart: Sorry, my fellow Omegas. I really wanted to help, but survival comes first.

She could hardly imagine the fury that would erupt once people discovered she was a Beta masquerading as an Omega. Would they skin her alive like some worthless salted fish?

Just before her body could crash into the door with a loud thud, Ruan Yubai tapped into a surge of latent ability. A scene from the training grounds, where the female lead had narrowly dodged a venomous beast flashed through her mind. Without conscious thought, her body twisted at an impossibly flexible angle, narrowly avoiding a painful collision.

Not daring to even whimper, she curled into a ball in the corner, her heart pounding so loudly she could almost hear it.

But before her panic could fully settle, a soft knock-knock sounded on the stall door, followed by a light, almost careless chuckle.

“Miss, do you have any idea what happens when a Beta is caught in an Omega’s restroom?”

Separated by the barrier, the voice usually refined now carried a subtle, husky roughness. Yet Ruan Yubai recognized its owner instantly. Her hand moved faster than her mind, yanking the door open before she could fully process the situation.

On the other side, Qing Ling had already guessed that the Beta “fishing” inside was likely Ruan Yubai. When she’d first heard about the Omegas’ reckless plan, an inexplicable flicker of anger had stirred within her.

Does this girl even realize what she’s doing? How could she blindly follow such a foolish scheme?

Qing Ling had entered with the intention of giving her a little scare, knocking on the door while preparing to half-heartedly cite some regulation or another. But before she could even begin, the stall door swung open. There, huddled in the corner like a frightened kitten, was Ruan Yubai pitiful and wide-eyed, her sweet almond-shaped eyes glistening with unshed tears, veiled by a delicate mist from the cold draft.

Qing Ling raised an eyebrow slightly, but before she could speak, Ruan Yubai pulled her over abruptly. Those small, frost-pale hands firmly covered her mouth, and with a swift kick of her leather shoes, the door was shut again.

Within seconds, Qing Ling found herself nestled in the girl’s soft embrace. She subtly shifted her posture, her beautiful eyes narrowing slightly.

Excellent, Qing Ling thought. From birth until now, no one had ever dared to be so insolent toward her.

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