The Aloof Beta Transmigrated as the Pretty Wife [Transmigration] - Chapter 26

Su Ren hadn’t suffered any physical wounds, but yesterday’s chaotic mix of Alpha pheromones had sent his own system into a state of total disorder.

 

Combined with the weight of his thoughts, constantly replaying the events of the previous day, his overall condition was poor.

 

The sudden appearance and disappearance of Wei Hai’s group felt like a calculated move, as if the system had sent out executioners specifically to prune a disobedient “transmigrator” like him.

 

The deviation of the plot, the disappearance of Song Di, and Xie Chouqiu’s unstable subconscious state all filled Su Ren with deep anxiety. He drifted through the day in a daze, caught between sleep and wakefulness, eating and using the restroom purely by instinct.

 

As a result, Su Ren spent the New Year’s holiday falling ill, sinking into a miserable secondary heat. However, Xie Chouqiu took care of him as if he were a woman recovering from childbirth.

 

First, Xie Chouqiu built Su Ren a nest.

 

Using soft cotton quilts and two thick mattress pads, he transformed the rock-hard master bed into something warm and fluffy. Because Su Ren was far too thin, pale to the point of bloodlessness, and heartbreakingly fragile, Xie Chouqiu even slipped a pair of cotton socks onto his feet.

 

Next, the ever-diligent Comrade Xie Chouqiu somehow managed to find three dry heating pads specifically designed for Omegas in heat, one large and two small and secretly tucked them under the blankets.

 

Su Ren nearly laid down before realizing the padding on the bed felt odd.

 

He reached out a finger to touch them, and his face immediately darkened as he realized what they were—the kind used by Omegas during postpartum recovery.

 

Su Ren’s brow furrowed slightly, looking exceptionally beautiful despite his poor complexion.

 

“Take them away,” Su Ren said, his voice cold and impatient.

 

Xie Chouqiu replied, “I worked so hard to set this up, why take them away?”

 

Xie Chouqiu had no idea why Su Ren was suddenly in a foul mood. He couldn’t understand how a few clean heating pads could offend this “deity.”

 

Su Ren refused to sit on the bed and reached out to strip the covers. In a panic, Xie Chouqiu let out a startled “Hey!” and, acting on impulse, grabbed Su Ren’s thigh and hoisted him up over his shoulder.

 

Su Ren let out a sharp cry of surprise.

 

His hips were narrow and his frame was incredibly light, so Xie Chouqiu had no trouble carrying him perched on one arm.

 

“What are you doing? Put me down,” Su Ren panted, the corners of his eyes flushing red.

 

With a face full of stubborn displeasure, Xie Chouqiu held Su Ren with one arm while using the other to firmly smooth out the heating pads Su Ren had just tried to pull away.

 

As Su Ren stared at the pads, a wave of profound shame and anger washed over him like a bucket of ice water, chilling him to the bone.

 

Being treated like an Omega triggered a sensitive emotional switch from his youth, turning his heart as cold as iron.

 

Su Ren had actually known that Xie Chouqiu hadn’t left, but his head felt heavy and his body was miserable. In this “Second World,” both his mental and physical stamina were significantly weaker than before. This was the first time Su Ren felt truly exhausted.

 

In this world, he was suppressing his emotions regarding his Omega identity, and Xie Chouqiu’s three little soft pads happened to land right on his “landmine.” They magnified his existing discomfort and sense of grievance, causing his emotions to fluctuate wildly during his heat.

 

Why was his heart in such a mess?

 

Perhaps it wasn’t because of the missions, the system, or the trashy, melodramatic plot.

 

It was simply because of Xie Chouqiu.

 

Because the spark that had once died in autumn was trying to flare back to life through their frequent contact over the past few days.

 

Su Ren knit his brows coldly and went limp, no longer offering any resistance as Xie Chouqiu fussed over him.

 

Once Xie Chouqiu had arranged the mattress pads to his satisfaction, he tucked Su Ren into bed and pulled the quilts tight, pinning the edges down until only Su Ren’s elegant, sickly face was visible.

 

Su Ren kept his eyes closed in disdain, remaining motionless while Xie Chouqiu moved him around like a doll.

 

“Is this okay?” Xie Chouqiu asked.

 

Su Ren: …

 

“Are you cold?” Xie Chouqiu asked again.

 

Su Ren: …

 

“Should I give you another bite to top up your pheromones?” Xie Chouqiu continued.

 

Su Ren: …

 

Su Ren acted as if he were asleep, ignoring all of Xie Chouqiu’s questions. It wasn’t until Xie Chouqiu finally gave up, walked away, and closed the door that Su Ren slowly opened his eyes.

 

His cold gaze fixed on the corner of the wall for a long time.

 

It wasn’t until the minute hand had completed a full circle that Su Ren’s long lashes finally fluttered shut again.

 

Su Ren didn’t speak to Xie Chouqiu for six hours. He didn’t eat anything, and he didn’t even shift his position on the bed.

 

Xie Chouqiu scratched his head in frustration and reached out a finger to check Su Ren’s breathing. If it weren’t for the steady breath, he would have thought Su Ren had passed away.

 

Only after twelve hours of silence did Xie Chouqiu’s slow processing finally complete its cycle. He realized that Su Ren was sulking.

 

Isn’t this.

 

Exactly the same as the Su Ren from years ago who gave him the cold shoulder?

 

What was the reason back then?

 

It seemed it was because Su Ren felt Xie Chouqiu was treating him like an Omega.

 

Xie Chouqiu looked piteously at the heating pads Su Ren had tried to kick out and finally understood where he had gone wrong. He slumped down and crouched by Su Ren’s bedside.

 

Sensing the lemon scent that refused to fade, the pale, beautiful youth finally opened his eyes. His face was like frost, his gaze filled with loathing and annoyance. But the Xie Chouqiu crouching there was nothing like the arrogant man from the real world. He looked like a puppy crying because its owner had abandoned it, his misty blue eyes appearing hazy as he looked up with sincere apology.

 

“You always misunderstand me,” Xie Chouqiu whispered.

 

“Misunderstand?” Su Ren’s eyes were dark and his expression indifferent. “Oh, then let it be a misunderstanding. After all, you even misunderstand my gender.”

 

Xie Chouqiu stretched his neck forward, his “puppy eyes” bright yet timid. “Are you still angry because… back in our first year of high school, I called you a ‘Little Delicate Omega’ once?”

 

Su Ren narrowed his eyes and sneered. “So, you remember?”

 

Xie Chouqiu pursed his lips and stiffened his neck. “Of course I remember. You hated me ever since. You didn’t talk to me for a whole month, and even when you finally did, you were cold. Well, that’s not right… you were always cold, it just got worse after that…”

 

Like a puppy whose brain had been eaten by a zombie, Xie Chouqiu’s voice got quieter and more dejected as he spoke.

 

Su Ren remained detached, merely blinking as if it had nothing to do with him. When Xie Chouqiu looked at him again with that burning, clear gaze, Su Ren remained silent for a long while before saying coldly, “Go on. What, in your narrative, is there a part that requires my explanation?”

 

“Well… if you don’t want to, you don’t have to.” Xie Chouqiu’s voice was a blend of his mature, magnetic tone and his subconscious youthful gentleness. This clean, well-behaved boy showed no trace of the greasy, scummy Alpha from the original script.

 

Su Ren listened to that warm, soft voice as it continued to ramble. “I only called you a ‘Little Delicate Omega’ because of a bet I made with Wei Lai and those idiots… and that bastard Ren Gaoqiang just happened to be flirting with you…”

 

Su Ren knit his brows coldly. “Watch your wording.”

 

Xie Chouqiu corrected himself, “Right, that dog Ren Gaoqiang just happened to be talking to you…”

 

When Xie Chouqiu was fifteen, Su Ren was nearing his college entrance exams. Su Ren paid no attention to what those boys, who had just entered puberty, were up to while their bodies were developing.

 

Back then, in their military housing compound, there was a popular trend of calling your best friend “my delicate Omega wife.” Even if the person was clearly an Alpha or a Beta, it was just a way of talking smack. Xie Chouqiu and Wei Lai were the loudest ones, constantly calling each other those names. Ironically, the ones who joked the most were usually the ones most afraid to act out in front of an actual Omega.

 

Su Ren was a pure-bred Beta and exceptionally beautiful, making him an easy target for jokes.

 

However, Su Ren had a cold personality. Even though everyone his age loved to mess around, no one dared to use those nicknames to his face.

 

Back then, there was a pointless bet in the compound that even Su Ren knew about: anyone brave enough to call Su Ren “Delicate Omega” or “Wife” would get all the other boys to kneel and call them “Daddy.”

 

Su Ren was so beautiful and had such good grades that many people—Alphas, Omegas, and Betas alike—quietly liked him.

 

Xie Chouqiu knew this, and from the day that bet started, he hadn’t slept well.

 

What if someone rushed to win the bet?

 

What if someone with bad intentions called Su Ren “wife” on purpose?

 

What if Su Ren’s heart softened or he lost his judgment and fell for them?

 

Among them was a guy named Ren Gaoqiang, who was the closest to Su Ren in the whole compound. He was an Alpha in the same year and school as Su Ren, with good grades and a solid reputation. He was even the president of their student council.

 

Xie Chouqiu had known for a long time that the guy was interested in Su Ren.

 

So, one morning, Xie Chouqiu went to wash up with heavy dark circles under his eyes and saw Ren Gaoqiang knocking on Su Ren’s door. The two were laughing and talking about something.

 

Was he planning to use the bet to take advantage of Su Ren?

 

Furious, Xie Chouqiu rushed forward and shoved Ren Gaoqiang aside. He looked at the surprised Su Ren with a bright red face. The words “Su Ren is my wife” were stuck in his throat because Su Ren’s indifferent glance made it impossible to say.

 

That would be too impolite!

 

They hadn’t even registered for a marriage certificate yet.

 

They hadn’t even had a wedding banquet.

 

So, at the last second, Xie Chouqiu changed his tune.

 

Instead of “Su Ren is my wife,” he shouted, “Su Ren is a Little Delicate Omega!”

 

His voice thundered.

 

Every brat in the compound heard it.

 

Su Ren’s handsome, pale face turned completely black.

 

A few of those idiots who made the bet followed through and called Xie Chouqiu “Daddy.”

 

Most of them, however, were the ones who secretly liked Su Ren, and they were busy mocking Xie Chouqiu:

 

“Man, you’re really brave.”

 

“Su Ren’s ignoring you now, isn’t he?”

 

“Hehe, congratulations.”

 

And it was true; Su Ren didn’t speak to him for a month.

 

Not only that, Su Ren had held onto that grudge for over ten years, never letting it go.

 

Seeing Su Ren lost in these old, trivial memories, Xie Chouqiu couldn’t resist sneaking onto the bed, instinctively wanting to get closer to him.

 

However, Su Ren slapped Xie Chouqiu’s forehead and pushed him away.

 

The cold youth knit his brows, looking dignified and beautiful. “Get down. Who told you that you could come up here?”

 

Xie Chouqiu raised his handsome, angular face to look up at Su Ren. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he looked at him with a pure, clear gaze. “I can’t come up?”

 

“No.”

 

“Then can you forgive me?”

 

“No.”

 

Xie Chouqiu swallowed and blinked. “Then can you.”

 

“Then can you like me?”