The Green Tea Omega Has Turned Bad - Chapter 41

Shang Wandong felt a pang of regret as soon as the words left her mouth, but then she saw Yan Xia’s eyes light up instantly, like a pool of lake water filled with stars.

“Really?!”

Shang Wandong pursed her lips and nodded. “…Really.”

Yan Xia took her hand, her eyes curving into crescent moons as she smiled, saying softly, “Sister, you are so kind.”

The little block of wood is jealous again; I’m so happy.

Seeing this, Lu Yixing sighed with emotion, “Is this what they call a ‘routine’? Master Yan, I have realized the truth.”

Shang Wandong had no choice but to swallow her words. She went to the office with Yan Xia to find the English teacher and filled out the registration form.

The next day, the English teacher announced the list of participants for the Grade 11 group during class.

She was clearly very happy, speaking with high spirits, “The participants this time are Luo Qiyuan, Yan Xia, and Shang Wandong! Let us give them a round of applause and wish them great results!”

The class was in an uproar.

These three participating together? Is this not a deliberate attempt to cause trouble?

The list of participants was quickly made public, causing a massive stir in Class A and even throughout the entire school.

“My goodness, the School Beauty is participating this year too? Didn’t she refuse to go before?!”

“Maybe she suddenly had a change of heart; it’s a good thing.”

“…I somehow feel it might be because of Yan Xia.”

“No, does no one find it strange? This trio is a total ‘crematorium’ (shura field) scene! The former white moonlight and the current childhood sweetheart…”

“Good grief, is this some kind of Otome game? The ‘ChengGuang’ heroine is right beside me!”

“Fight! Fight! Bring out the small stools and get ready to eat popcorn (watch the drama)!”

A light rain fell intermittently for most of the day, pattering crisply against the glossy leaves of the palm trees.

As the noon dismissal approached, the rain finally stopped, returning the sun to the sky.

The long-gloomy Hu-City suddenly brightened, looking like another rising sun.

Yan Xia packed her schoolbag and prepared to leave with Shang Wandong.

Suddenly, a soft call reached her ears: “Yan Xia.”

Yan Xia turned around and saw Luo Qiyuan walking toward her with her phone in hand.

She wore an oversized beige coat, her dark brown hair tied in a ball bun dyed a vibrant gold by the sunlight. Her large, quiet round eyes looked like a vivid portrait.

Yan Xia had to admit, Luo Qiyuan was indeed very beautiful.

She glanced at Shang Wandong, who was looking at Luo Qiyuan expressionlessly, her lips pressed into a straight line, her thoughts unknown.

Luo Qiyuan looked at Yan Xia, saying somewhat nervously, “I… I have something I want to say to you.”

Yan Xia asked, “What is it?”

Luo Qiyuan glanced at Shang Wandong beside her, blinking hesitantly.

“Can we go outside to talk?”

The implication was clear: she wanted to chat with her alone.

Yan Xia frowned. “Can’t you just say it here?”

Luo Qiyuan shook her head and explained, “There are some private matters that are inconvenient to discuss here.”

Yan Xia was stunned. What private matters could I possibly have to chat about with you?!

She thought for a moment, then looked hesitantly at Shang Wandong. “Sister, should I go out with her for a moment?”

“Go ahead.” Shang Wandong’s eyelids half-closed, her lashes trembling slightly as she said in a low voice, “I am fine.”

For some reason, Yan Xia felt a strange sense of grievance in her words, along with a faint hint of “green tea” (manipulative/pity-seeking) behavior.

…Could it be that I’m overthinking, and a ‘tea-master’ recognizes ‘tea’ anywhere?!

How could Shang Wandong possibly become “tea-ish”?

Yan Xia didn’t think too much of it. She patted Shang Wandong’s shoulder and soothed her, “I’ll be back very soon.”

Shang Wandong watched as Yan Xia and Luo Qiyuan walked out of the classroom one after the other, and the light in her eyes suddenly darkened.

Outside the classroom, Luo Qiyuan deliberately avoided crowded areas and stopped in a quiet corner.

She took out her phone and smiled. “Let’s add each other on WeChat first.”

Yan Xia arched an eyebrow. “You called me out specifically for this?”

Luo Qiyuan froze, her pale face gradually flushing red. “No… there’s also something else I wanted to talk to you about.”

Yan Xia leaned lazily against the wall, took out her phone to scan the WeChat code as requested, and asked languidly, “Is there anything else?”

Luo Qiyuan looked at her indifferent expression, a hint of bewilderment appearing on her face. “…You have truly changed a lot.”

If this were in the past, and she had taken the initiative to talk to her, Yan Xia would have blushed, her fingers shyly twisting the hem of her clothes, her eyes shining brightly at her as if she were extremely happy.

But now, she only saw Yan Xia looking at her with a calm, ripple-less gaze, as if looking at an insignificant stranger.

Yan Xia said indifferently, “People change.”

Especially since I am not the Yan Xia from before.

That cowardly and timid female protagonist had long since died in a cycle of disappointment and heartbreak, leaving no lingering feelings behind.

The System whispered, “Host, don’t you want to pretend a little? Aren’t you afraid of raising Luo Qiyuan’s suspicions?”

Yan Xia shook her head. “Forget it. My current goal is Shang Wandong; I don’t want to do anything that would make her misunderstand.”

The System said, “True. I support the Host’s thoughts and choices.”

Luo Qiyuan, however, looked stunned, as if lost in a memory. “…Indeed.”

“Student Luo, is there anything else?” Yan Xia stood up straight, hiding the impatience in her eyes, and said warmly, “If not, I’m going home.”

Say what you have to say and be done with it! Don’t waste my time!

“Wait!”

Luo Qiyuan snapped out of it and hurried to call her back, saying with a bitter smile, “Regarding that love letter you wrote me before I wasn’t the one who posted it on the forum.”

Yan Xia looked at her with some surprise.

“…It was a friend of mine. She went through my drawer while I was away and discovered your love letter.” Luo Qiyuan bit her lip, saying bitterly, “She took that love letter and talked about it everywhere… and then someone posted it on the forum.”

Yan Xia thought to herself: Luo Qiyuan isn’t lying; the plot in the original book was indeed like this.

However, she was very surprised that Luo Qiyuan would specifically run over to explain it to her.

One must know that in the original work, the female lead never knew the truth until graduation, and that lightless crush ended in vain just like that.

Perhaps because she had transferred to Class A, the character relationships had progressed in new ways, which changed Luo Qiyuan’s original thoughts and made her want to build a good relationship.

Previously, the female lead and her were just classmates who weren’t very close, but now they had a new point of intersection because of the speech competition.

Luo Qiyuan looked up, her eyes brimming with deep apology. “I don’t go on the forums, so I didn’t know about this at first. I only found out later that you… were being bullied by them…”

Yan Xia suddenly interrupted her. “So you came to apologize to me?”

Luo Qiyuan licked her dry lips. “Yes, I am sorry.”

“It’s okay…” Yan Xia smiled. “Did you think I would say that?”

Luo Qiyuan looked at her in shock.

“Because of this incident, I suffered pain, slander, and abuse that I should not have had to bear.” Yan Xia’s voice turned cold. “Just because I once liked you, was I supposed to take all that as a matter of course?”

Once liked…

Luo Qiyuan shook her head hurriedly. “I didn’t mean that!”

The corners of Yan Xia’s mouth curled up, but there was no smile in her eyes. “Do you know how many disgusting things I encountered every day at school because of you?”

“Your admirers once locked me in the men’s restroom, tore up my homework, and threw my schoolbag off the building. I remember a few people called me to a corner without surveillance in your name. I went to meet you with a heart full of joy, only to be met with a beating.”

“I remember when I was beaten until my consciousness was fading, those people spat on me and said I was just trash who didn’t deserve you at all.”

“When everyone was ostracizing me and mocking me, where were you?”

Luo Qiyuan’s eyes widened, her lips trembling slightly. “I thought it was just… cyberbullying.”

She swallowed hard with difficulty. “I am truly sorry. Can you give me a chance to make it up to you?”

Luo Qiyuan was completely ignorant of what the female lead had gone through; she was naively terrifying.

Yan Xia suddenly asked, “If I hadn’t come to Class A, would you have apologized to me?”

Luo Qiyuan’s eyes turned red, and she was speechless.

“You don’t need to say anything more.” Yan Xia looked at her coldly. “It’s already too late.”

A mirror with a broken corner will always have a crack, no matter how you mend it.

Just like the female lead’s crush on Luo Qiyuan this person who had once “saved” her ended up becoming the source of her pain.

Even if the original female lead were standing here, she would not accept such an apology.

Although Luo Qiyuan did nothing wrong from beginning to end, everything started because of her, making it hard not to feel resentment.

“Let’s leave it at that.” Yan Xia turned her head, hiding all emotions in her eyes. “Goodbye.”

Watching that slender figure walk away, Luo Qiyuan stood rooted to the spot, her face deathly pale, painfully swallowing the sobs and whimpers in her throat.

Returning to the classroom, Yan Xia saw Shang Wandong sitting obediently in her seat, her gaze following Yan Xia’s footsteps forward, looking inexplicably like a dog waiting for its master to return.

She couldn’t help but reach out and ruffle the other’s fluffy head.

Shang Wandong pressed her hand down, her eyes bright. “What did you say to her?”

“Nothing.” Yan Xia didn’t want to say more to her and smiled, “She just added my WeChat and talked about some things regarding the speech.”

Shang Wandong knitted her brows. “Do those things need to be said in private?”

“Who knows.” Yan Xia pinched her face. “Let’s hurry home; Siqiu must be waiting anxiously.”

Shang Wandong looked at her for a moment, then nodded, and the two walked out of the classroom side by side.

By the time the afternoon PE class arrived, the weather had gradually become hot again.

The PE teacher organized a few laps of running and then let everyone have free activities.

Yan Xia sat quietly under the shade of a tree, her jet-black hair falling to her shoulders and tucked behind her ears, her skin so pale it was almost transparent.

Shang Wandong sat with her for a while until someone came over to greet her: “Wandong, want to play basketball?”

Shang Wandong was stunned and instinctively looked at Yan Xia.

Yan Xia curved her eyes and said with a smile, “Sister, you go ahead.”

Shang Wandong: “Then you’ll be alone?”

“I’m fine.” Yan Xia smiled with pursed lips, tugging at her sleeve and saying softly, “I want to watch you play basketball.”

Others seeing this couldn’t help but roll their eyes: That green tea is acting pitiful again!

Shang Wandong nodded and stepped onto the court.

She tied her long hair into a high ponytail and rolled up her long sleeves, revealing two smooth forearms that were dazzlingly white in the sunlight.

Yan Xia sat in the front row to watch quietly, feeling that Shang Wandong’s appearance was a gift from the heavens she was pleasing to the eye no matter how one looked at her.

She wasn’t the only one with this thought; every time Shang Wandong jumped to shoot, a burst of cheering erupted from the crowd.

“Damn, the Goddess is so handsome! That shot hit me right in the heart!”

“Wooo, I can’t take it, I’m literally ovulating on the spot!”

“I really want the School Beauty’s WeChat… I want to have an Alpha-Alpha relationship.”

“That’s enough! Leave some chances for us Omegas!”

The court was mostly filled with Alphas, their hormones exploding after exercise, and various pheromones unavoidably clashing, making one’s blood boil.

Shang Wandong was tall and had long legs; just standing there was intimidating, making people look up to her.

She raised a hand to wipe the sweat from her chin, her gaze deep, displaying an almost predatory aggressiveness.

It was completely different from her usual cold and indifferent posture.

Very dazzling, sharp and brilliant.

Yan Xia’s heart rate gradually quickened, and she felt her whole body heating up.

An Alpha’s competitiveness is innate, and this sharp version of Shang Wandong made her instinctively want to get closer.

…Want to conquer.

The situation on the court had reached a fever pitch, and many people inevitably became restless.

Just then, someone accidentally slipped, and the basketball smashed heavily toward the spectator stands!

Everyone’s faces changed. A boy tried to intercept it but failed to catch it; instead, he changed the angle of the ball, sending it crashing toward another group of spectators.

Yan Xia was sitting in her spot, watching the basketball take an abrupt turn and charge aggressively straight toward her.

Yan Xia: “…” Do I have to be this unlucky?

Seeing that she couldn’t dodge it, she had no choice but to cover her face and instinctively close her eyes.

Immediately afterward, bursts of gasps came from the crowd.

The expected pain did not arrive. Yan Xia opened her eyes and saw Shang Wandong holding the basketball in one hand, her forehead covered in fine sweat, her cheeks flushed from exercise.

Yan Xia was momentarily stunned.

Shang Wandong’s previous position seemed a bit far from the basketball… did she run over?

Shang Wandong looked down, let out a sharp breath, and asked in a low voice, “Are you okay?”

Yan Xia said blankly, “I am okay.”

Shang Wandong nodded and threw the basketball back.

She said indifferently, “I’m not playing anymore, you guys go ahead.”

Someone said disappointedly, “Ah, you’re stopping already?”

“Well…”

“That was so cool just now, wooo. First time seeing the School Beauty run that fast!”

“And she caught the ball with a ‘pa’ sound; I wonder if her hand hurts, my god…”

Yan Xia swallowed lightly, her heart rate increasing instead of decreasing.

Shang Wandong said softly, “Shall we go?”

Looking at her sweat-streaked face, Yan Xia suddenly felt an impulse to kiss her.

With her cheeks flushed crimson, she nodded.

The two walked out of the court one after the other, stepping over the green shade, wandering aimlessly.

In the scorching summer, the sound of heartbeats was as noisy as the chirping of cicadas, making one’s mind restless.

Shang Wandong looked back at her, bright sunlight reflected in her eyes.

She asked, “What’s wrong with you?”

Yan Xia saw that Shang Wandong’s palm hanging at her side was slightly red.

In that instant, Yan Xia suddenly realized that she liked Shang Wandong.

No matter how much she tried to convince herself that this was just an NPC… she still unavoidably fell in love with Shang Wandong.

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