The Alpha Who Played Me Has Re-Differentiated Into a Delicate Omega

During a field mission, Jiao Jin rescued a woman covered in wounds. Dark hair matted across the stranger’s face, yet Jiao Jin felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity. Sure enough, after bringing her back to the hospital, she saw that familiar, exquisite face once again.

Three years ago, however, that face always wore a look of careless indifference, looking down at Jiao Jin’s devoted love as if staring at an ant. Jiao Jin picked up the medical chart and wrote down the woman’s name: Cui Yu.

But this time, something unexpected happened. Cui Yu had actually become an Omega and lost all of her memories. She developed an intense dependency on the first person she saw, Jiao Jin, acting like a textbook “delicate and soft” Omega.

Having long since let go of her unrequited feelings, Jiao Jin reported the situation to the Director, intending to send the young heiress back to the Cui family. However, when Cui Yu’s parents arrived, Jiao Jin found herself pinned down by a red-eyed, sobbing Cui Yu who refused to let go. Awkward as it was, Jiao Jin had no choice; she was given a promotion with one catch: she had to take care of their daughter.

So, when Cui Yu was hungry, she cooked, when Cui Yu was tired, she offered her shoulder, when Cui Yu cried, she kissed away the tears. Gradually, Jiao Jin realized she was falling for this “delicate crybaby” all over again, only for the heiress to regain her memories at that exact moment.

Upon receiving medical confirmation that Cui Yu’s memory had returned during a routine check-up, Jiao Jin prepared to exit Cui Yu’s world. She volunteered for a dangerous mission to a distant planet to scout for human habitability, only to have her request denied.

Her superior, Deputy Director Cui Yu, coldly locked the office door. One by one, she unbuttoned her uniform, revealing the curves of her body to Jiao Jin. A pair of slightly cool arms wrapped around Jiao Jin’s neck. Jiao Jin looked down and saw Cui Yu’s trembling, misty eyes.

The woman’s voice struggled to remain composed: “I’m not opening this door until sunrise.”

One-Sentence Summary: The cold Alpha transformed into a crybaby Omega.

Message :  Love is equal.