The Blind Alpha Coveted by the Frail Beauty Omega - Chapter 36

Teacher-Student Relationship

Seeing the anger surfacing on Wei Jiangxue’s face, 233 explained anxiously: 【It’s not saying that you’re daydreaming! It’s that this method actually involves dreaming! We can use prohibited means to tamper with dreamscapes, reconstructing Mi Ruian’s past while she is asleep! That way, Host, you can see everything you want to see.】

Wei Jiangxue, who had almost thought 233 was insulting her by calling her delusional, replied: 【…Oh, so how exactly do we operate this?】

【System 233: You only need to fall asleep normally, and I will link the dreamscapes for you. But listen, in the dream, you might not remember your mission, or me, or even Mi Ruian. You must be firm in your convictions and remember what you want to do. Don’t get lost in the dream; otherwise, I’ll have to use special means to wake you up.】

Special means? Wei Jiangxue realized things weren’t that simple.

As if to answer her confusion, 233 continued: 【Today is the first time letting you enter a dream, so I will observe Mi Ruian’s brainwave signals and try to choose a simple dream for you. The content might not be what you want to see yet, but familiarizing yourself with the dreamscape is good for you. Later, I’ll use some methods to guide Mi Ruian, and she’ll be able to lead you to see her past.】

Wei Jiangxue nodded at the words and didn’t ask further. She would follow 233’s arrangement and try the first, simpler dream.

She was truly curious about what kind of environment could produce a person like Mi Ruian.

Amidst a chosen background of white noise, Wei Jiangxue slowly closed her eyelids.

“Student Mi Ruian, the teacher called you here to…”

In a bright and clean classroom, Wei Jiangxue found herself sitting at the teacher’s podium. A few strands of breeze passed through the hall, feeling wonderfully cool.

In front of her was a girl wearing a uniform skirt, with bright eyes and white teeth, leaning against the podium with a beaming smile.

“Teacher Wei, speak up. Why did you call me here?”

Hearing this frivolous tone, Wei Jiangxue couldn’t help but furrow her brows.

She didn’t seem to like the way this child named Mi Ruian called her “Teacher” with such a cadence; the teacher-student relationship, which should have been serious, became ambiguous and dangerous when spoken by the other party.

But that wasn’t what confused Wei Jiangxue the most. What she wanted to investigate more was—Wei Jiangxue’s memory was very blurry. She didn’t remember why she had become a teacher, nor did she remember what contact she had had with Mi Ruian.

Even… Wei Jiangxue looked at Mi Ruian, who had boldly changed her posture and gave Wei Jiangxue a playful wink: “What is Little Teacher Wei thinking about?”

Wei Jiangxue looked at Mi Ruian’s flawless face, which was like a lotus emerging from the water, and felt a bit lost.

For some reason, she felt as if she wasn’t supposed to be able to see this clearly.

At this thought, Wei Jiangxue couldn’t help but chuckle softly. Had she gone muddled? She spoke as if she had been blind.

A magnified face appeared before Wei Jiangxue’s eyes; it was Mi Ruian.

Even at such a close distance, this person’s beauty had no dead angles. Wei Jiangxue felt a daze and leaned her body back, unaccustomed to the other party’s sudden proximity.

Mi Ruian, however, had a resentful expression, as if Wei Jiangxue had bullied her.

“Hey, you were the one who asked me to put on the high school uniform and play ‘teacher-student’ with you, and now you’re just spacing out there. Tell me yourself, is this appropriate?”

Mi Ruian scolded her without hesitation, tapping Wei Jiangxue’s heart one finger at a time. Although separated by fabric, that itchy sensation seemed to take root in Wei Jiangxue’s heart, making it impossible to ignore.

Wei Jiangxue caught Mi Ruian’s mischievous finger, her face full of suspicion, her volume rising with surprise: “You said I… invited you to play teacher-student what?”

That term was too embarrassing for Wei Jiangxue to say out loud. She stammered as she sought an answer from Mi Ruian.

She saw Mi Ruian tilt her chin up with a haughty expression: “Exactly. Otherwise, why would this Young Lady cancel all those appointments? It was all to accompany you! But look at you, you turn your back and don’t recognize me in the blink of an eye. What, do you want to push everything onto me?”

Mi Ruian suddenly looked at Wei Jiangxue seriously, reaching out to cradle the back of Wei Jiangxue’s head. She brushed aside her bangs, and their foreheads pressed together.

Wei Jiangxue heard Mi Ruian mutter to herself: “Strange, no fever? I thought your brain was fried… No, we still need to go to the hospital for a check-up. I’m not at ease.”

“No need to go to the hospital,” Wei Jiangxue broke free from her restraint, pushing her chair back a few steps to distance herself from Mi Ruian. “I feel like my physical condition is fine; it’s just that I might be missing some memories. I don’t seem to know you. At first, I thought you were my student, but it looks like I guessed wrong. At the same time, you’re acting very familiar with me. May I ask, what is the relationship between us?”

The two stared at each other, eyes wide.

Mi Ruian slowly stood up straight, crossing her arms: “As I thought, we should still go to the hospital to check your brain.”

What Mi Ruian said next completely overturned Wei Jiangxue’s understanding—

“You are Wei Jiangxue. You are the child my family adopted, my little follower, my playmate, and my lover.

We have slept in the same bed since we were four years old, worn each other’s clothes, and shared all our toys. We went to kindergarten, elementary school, junior high, and high school together. We went to the same university, and then I confessed, and you agreed. After graduation, you proposed to me, and I said yes. We are now legal partners. Even this morning, we kissed each other and said ‘I love you.’

And now you’re telling me you have amnesia? You forgot me?

I know every one of your sensitive spots, I know how you like to kiss me most, I know what you love to eat, and I even know how you like me to call out to you in bed…

The clothes on your body were all personally coordinated and selected by me. The rings on our hands were designed by you yourself. On our wedding day, you personally put mine on and said you would ‘love me forever’…”

Mi Ruian recounted their past piece by piece, and the more Wei Jiangxue heard, the more confused she became.

Had she really done those things? Why didn’t she have a single shred of memory of it?

The style of the clothes on her body did not match Wei Jiangxue’s preferences, and the ring on her hand truly did exist…

What should she do? This person named Mi Ruian spoke with such logic and evidence. Could it be that the facts were as she said—that she and Mi Ruian were childhood sweethearts with deep feelings, entered a relationship as soon as they started university, and got married immediately after graduation?

Wei Jiangxue didn’t think she had such a whirlwind personality, but when Mi Ruian opened her phone and brought up all the photos in the album, including those intimate photos in the private album…

She completely lost the heart to question it.

Flushing red to her ears, Wei Jiangxue told Mi Ruian to turn off the phone and stop showing her those photos. Then, her mind began to wander wildly: Did they really play that hard before?

Why on earth would you take pictures of those kinds of expressions!

But… Wei Jiangxue had to admit that Mi Ruian looked very… enticing like that.

Her eyes, which usually carried an air of arrogance, were filled with tears, and the corners of her eyes were stained red, contrasting with the pink on her cheeks, making one want to bully her.

However, the self-proclaimed “good student” Wei Jiangxue would never do such a thing.

Though, according to the evidence Mi Ruian provided, she had already done it many times, and practice makes perfect—she was becoming more and more proficient at it.

“This… uh, calm down first, don’t be angry. I didn’t want to lose my memory either, but I really can’t remember, including the ‘teacher-student roleplay’ you mentioned. But since you’ve proven our relationship, I will certainly take responsibility. I promise to work hard to find my memories, okay?” Wei Jiangxue cautiously negotiated with Mi Ruian, fearing the other party might explode in an instant.

After all, the information Wei Jiangxue could gather suggested that Mi Ruian was a young lady born with a silver spoon, raised in a jar of honey, and supported by trust funds.

Such a person surely couldn’t handle the slightest bit of grievance.

Subconsciously, Wei Jiangxue also didn’t want to see Mi Ruian show any sad or sorrowful emotions.

After noticing this thought, Wei Jiangxue even thought of a cold joke for herself—would this count as “loving so deeply that even with amnesia, I still hope you are happy”?

If the memory is gone, is the love still there?

Wei Jiangxue always believed that human emotions were built upon the accumulation of time and energy. Her forgetting her past with Mi Ruian was equivalent to all previous efforts vanishing in the blink of an eye.

This was unfair to both Mi Ruian and Wei Jiangxue.

“Fine, but you have to compensate me with something, right?” Mi Ruian hooked her finger. Seeing Wei Jiangxue approach hesitantly, she secretly curled her lips.

“What do you want?” Wei Jiangxue sensed a trap set by Mi Ruian ahead, but she still took a step forward.

“I just got into character, and you dragged me back to reality. Anyway, there’s no rush to go to the hospital and check your head right this second. Why don’t we keep acting?”

Mi Ruian rested her chin on her hand with interest; she looked like she was already immersed in the fantasy.

“No, not this!” Wei Jiangxue shook her head vigorously, resisting the suggestion from her hair follicles down to her toes.

Seeing her refusal, Mi Ruian’s face changed instantly. Her mouth pouted, looking as if she would cry in the next second: “When we got married, you said you would follow my every lead!”

“How about we change to something more… convenient? I’m currently a bit unable to accept being too intimate with someone…” As soon as these words left her mouth, Wei Jiangxue saw Mi Ruian’s tears on the verge of falling.

Oh no, it seemed those words made Mi Ruian even angrier.

While she was still racking her brains on how to coax the Young Lady, Mi Ruian exploded: “What do you mean? You’re disgusted by me?”

“It’s not disgust…” Wei Jiangxue said with difficulty.

In the next second, her shirt collar was yanked forward by Mi Ruian.

A soft, moist sensation came from her lips, carrying a hint of the heavy fragrance of roses.

Wei Jiangxue’s eyes widened, the heat on her face enough to fry an egg.

By the time Mi Ruian let go of her, panting, Wei Jiangxue was completely frozen.

“Well?” Mi Ruian gave Wei Jiangxue a provocative smile. “If you dare to be disgusted by me, I’ll make it so you can’t say a word of dislike until you accept all of me. What do they call this, desensitization therapy?”

Seeing Mi Ruian leaning in to kiss her again, Wei Jiangxue dodged back in fear: “I don’t dislike you—”

She forgot that the seat beneath her was one of those old-fashioned square stools that easily lost balance. With just a slight twist, the stool and the person tipped backward together.

Wei Jiangxue reached out in terror, wanting to avoid the fate of falling. But her fingertips only brushed against Mi Ruian’s reaching fingers before she fell uncontrollably backward—

Wei Jiangxue opened her eyes; everything before her was a void.

The dream had ended.