This Omega Kisses Too Fiercely [Transmigration] - Chapter 17
The narrow alleyway carried a faint, lingering scent of dampness from years of neglect. Faded graffiti covered the mottled walls, giving the space a rugged, vintage vibe.
Two young boys were huddled near a large dumpster. One looked disheveled, his face streaked with dirt, while the other was fair and soft, dressed in a cozy red lamb-wool coat.
The two little ones sat there in silence, neither saying a word.
Scritch—
The sound of a small stone scraping against the ground broke the quiet. Little Luo Xinghe, feeling timid and a bit frightened, stole a glance at the “little sister” beside him. He saw the “sister” wearing a red hat, looking down and drawing something with a stone. The lines were crooked and jagged, looking rather unattractive.
“I’m drawing a worm for you,” little Lu You said with a giggle, turning his head. He pointed at his masterpiece for little Luo Xinghe to see. “Look! Doesn’t it look just like one?”
Little Luo Xinghe looked at the thick, messy lines on the ground and said honestly, “Not really.”
“You’re supposed to say yes!” Little Lu You tossed the stone aside in a huff. He hugged his short legs, resting his chin on his knees. “Humph, I’m not playing with you anymore.”
At the mention of playing together, little Luo Xinghe’s dull eyes instantly lit up. “It does! It looks just like a worm. You drew it so well!”
He even began to clap.
Little Lu You tilted his head, his expression shifting from annoyance to the quiet joy of being praised. Still, he didn’t want to seem too proud, so he gave an arrogant huff. “I’m very talented, you know.”
Then, with eyes crinkled in a smile, he reached out and poked little Luo Xinghe’s arm.
Every small gesture radiated happiness.
Little Luo Xinghe felt a bit self-conscious being touched by such a beautiful “sister,” but his dirty face hid his blush. He just looked down shyly and smiled. “You really are amazing, little sister.”
“Huh?!” Little Lu You glared at him, offended. “I’m a boy!”
“Ah?” Little Luo Xinghe looked surprised.
Seeing that he wasn’t believed, little Lu You stood up in frustration. He lifted his wool coat and pulled down the top of his waistband. “Look! See? It’s bulging right there. I’m definitely a guy!”
The image of Ultraman on his little underwear flashed before little Luo Xinghe’s eyes. This wild gesture startled the boy, making his face turn bright red.
He weakly reached out to pull Lu You’s clothes back down. “Don’t… don’t just show people that. It’s not good.”
Little Lu You stood with his hands on his hips, indifferent. “What, still don’t believe me? I really am a boy. You can feel it if you don’t believe me.”
Little Luo Xinghe: “…” He stared blankly at the porcelain-doll-like Lu You. Catching the spirited look in the other boy’s eyes, he couldn’t look away for a moment.
He had never seen a boy so full of sunshine.
“Where are your mom and dad?”
“I don’t know.”
“Are you all alone?”
“Yeah.”
“Is it boring?”
“Pretty boring.”
“Then I’ll take you home with me,” little Lu You said, squatting back down beside him. He rested his cheeks in his palms and smiled. “I happen to be bored too.”
The gloomy clouds that had hung over the sky for so long finally parted, allowing warmth to spill into the narrow alley. It was like a secret beam of light enveloping this forgotten corner, carving out a tiny sanctuary in the sun.
To little Luo Xinghe, that smile was more dazzling than the sun itself, prying open the doors to a heart that had never known light.
“Let’s go,” little Lu You said, reaching out his hand.
Little Luo Xinghe reached out timidly. He was afraid it was all an illusion. But when he grasped that hand, which was countless times cleaner than his own and felt the warmth of their palms meeting.
It was real.
Someone had finally picked him up.
He had a home.
In the blink of an eye, they reached the age of first love.
A white shirt holds a different meaning in everyone’s heart, but when worn by the person you love, it represents the sacred purity of a youth close to your heart.
“Ugh, seriously, why do we have to wear ties? Rules are such a pain.”
It was midsummer, and the sound of cicadas was relentless. Under the shade of the trees, students walked in small groups, complaining about the scorching heat.
Lu You had his tie wrapped carelessly around his hand while his other hand tugged at his collar, his patience wearing thin from the heat. Suddenly, he felt his back collar being lifted. He glanced back and saw Luo Xinghe.
“What is it?”
Luo Xinghe stood behind him, took the hand holding the tie, and unwound the fabric. He then made Lu You turn around to face him so he could tie it properly.
“Points will be deducted later.”
Lu You smirked, watching Luo Xinghe as he looked down, focused on the tie. Seeing his boyfriend wearing his own white shirt so neatly, Lu You’s mischievous hands reached up to undo the top button of Luo Xinghe’s collar.
“Stop it,” Luo Xinghe said, expertly finishing the knot and smoothing it out before catching Lu You’s restless hand.
Seeing that cold, indifferent expression again, Lu You grabbed Luo Xinghe’s collar and pulled him forward forcefully, planting a kiss on his lips.
“Hey, boyfriend, what scent will you have after you differentiate? I bet it’ll be something I really love. Anyway, I don’t care, as soon as you differentiate, I’m going to bite you. Then you’ll be my Omega, my only Omega.”
Luo Xinghe looked into Lu You’s mischievous eyes. After a couple of seconds, the corners of his mouth twitched upward.
“Mm. I’m yours.”
They were about the same height. At fifteen or sixteen, before their distinct traits had fully emerged, they were perfectly matched. It was the most beautiful time of their lives.
Time flowed on, and the pure, straightforward love of their youth was shattered by reality.
“Your Majesty, Young Master Lu’s Mate-Seeking Syndrome has flared up again. It’s very serious this time. Are you really not going to see him?”
A tall man stood with his back to a massive floor-to-ceiling window. He turned around slowly, no longer the boy he once was. His mature, handsome face was masked in indifference, and his eyes didn’t flicker once at the mention of “Young Master Lu.”
“Find him another Omega,” Luo Xinghe replied coldly, fiddling with the ring on his ring finger.
“But Young Master Lu can only have one mate in his life. Only you can alleviate his condition. If we don’t—”
“Wouldn’t it be fine if I just had my glands removed?” Luo Xinghe slipped the ring off his finger, revealing a faint, tiny rose mark on the skin where it had sat. He carelessly tossed the ring out the window. “Also, tell him the engagement is off.”
“I don’t love him anymore.”
“Your Majesty, but Young Master Lu really isn’t going to make it this time.”
Splash—
The sound of a massive splash from the garden below echoed clearly.
Luo Xinghe’s body stiffened.
In the cramped restroom, a silent, muffled sob sounded like a suppressed scream of agony. As the shattered memories flooded his mind, they tangled painfully with the heat of the rut that was on the verge of being triggered.
His eyes were red and filled with tears. The details flashing through his mind left him unable to recover for a long time. Even if it wasn’t a heart-wrenching pain, it was still unbearable.
The left side of his chest burned with a dull ache.
“Lu You, can you open the door?”
The voice at the door was so gentle, and even the pheromones he smelled were incredibly tender, as if he could blindly drown in that kindness without getting hurt.
That was exactly how he had been tricked by Luo Xinghe time and time after, eventually bearing the pain of Mate-Seeking Syndrome alone and suffering Luo Xinghe’s humiliations until he gave up the mission and chose suicide.
Ninety-nine times. What kind of pain was that? What kind of resentment would drive someone to repeat this game over and over again? What exactly was he trying to prove?
Clutching his chest, he buried his head in his arms, too afraid to keep remembering. The more he recalled, the more it hurt.
It turned out that back then, he had invested real feelings to save Luo Xinghe, believing the man truly loved him.
But a 100% pheromone compatibility only produces the most primal impulses, a blind infatuation. Once Luo Xinghe marked him, it completely awakened his dark nature, leaving him cold and heartless. His Mate-Seeking Syndrome became incurable because his Omega refused to touch him again, seeing as he no longer had any utility.
Luo Xinghe had used him as a tool, a stepping stone to become King.
He was the idiot who loved too much.
He raised his hand to cover his nose, only to feel a sudden heat in his palm. When he pulled his hand away, he saw he was bleeding.
Yes, Luo Xinghe was fundamentally a dark-attribute Omega. Even if he smelled sweet, he was still aggressive. How foolish he had been before, running back to him like a brain-dead idiot even after being hurt so ruthlessly.
He had been a regular philanthropist in his previous lives.
Expressionless, he wiped the warmth from his nose with the back of his hand, leaving a smear of blood on his pale face. He could already feel the power of 100% compatibility. Just by standing at the door, Luo Xinghe was able to block out all the other chaotic pheromone scents, leaving him with only the scent of Luo Xinghe.
Still so fragrant, still so sweet.
If the system hadn’t warned him, he would have definitely lost.
“Lu You, open the door, let me see you.”
Luo Xinghe was getting worried after receiving no response. He knew Lu You was in a vulnerable state right now, and he feared that the strong scents of other Omegas might trigger his heat, or that someone might discover Lu You was in his rut.
“I’m fine.”
Through the door, Luo Xinghe heard a weak voice. His gaze darkened. “Fine?”
He looked up at the height of the stall partition and moved to the adjacent one.
Lu You wiped the blood with his school uniform, thinking that a little nosebleed was nothing. Either way, he wasn’t going to let Luo Xinghe kiss him again. To hell with that “devotion” and those “blind pheromones.” He refused to believe he couldn’t resist.
Creak—
He froze. Where did that sound come from?
He looked up and saw Luo Xinghe’s long legs swinging over the top of the partition as he jumped straight down.
The stall was tiny to begin with. Once Luo Xinghe landed, the space became suffocatingly small. That peach oolong scent felt like a net Luo Xinghe had cast upon him, aggressive and impossible to ignore. He instinctively took a step back.
Just as his back was about to hit the wall, Luo Xinghe’s hand wrapped around his waist.
“Is it because their scents are unpleasant and making you suffer?” Luo Xinghe cupped Lu You’s face with his other hand. Seeing the bloodstain on Lu You’s pale face, an uncontrollable pang of heartache flashed in his eyes. “Why are you holding it in? Why didn’t you open the door for me?”
He leaned in close to the side of Lu You’s head and took a sniff. There was no scent of pheromones yet, and he let out a sigh of relief.
Thank goodness.
As expected, no one else could stimulate Lu You. Only he could.
“Why should I open the door for you?” Lu You slapped his hand away and pushed him. He took a deep breath, trying to steady the surge of emotion brought on by the 100% compatibility, and grabbed the door handle to leave.
Thud—
Without warning, Luo Xinghe pinned him against the wall. He knit his brows in pain. “What the hell is wrong with you!”
Damn, his waist!
“You’re bleeding.” Luo Xinghe pulled Lu You back and pinned him firmly against the wall again, trapping him within his arms. He didn’t seem to think his actions were forceful or violent at all. He looked down calmly. “Let me see.”
Thud—
Another sound of someone hitting the wall.
Luo Xinghe stumbled back two steps and hit the wall himself, his eyes wide with surprise. He hadn’t expected Lu You to actually hit him. Lu You’s face was pale with rage, his chest heaving. He was truly angry, his beautiful eyes rimmed with red.
Luo Xinghe brushed his fingers against the corner of his mouth where he’d been struck.
Lu You shook his hand, which was throbbing from the punch. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He stepped forward, grabbed Luo Xinghe’s collar, and pulled him close. “Luo Xinghe, don’t even dream about me marking you. Go find yourself another Alpha.”
Find him another Omega.
Luo Xinghe’s cold, heartless words from his memory echoed in his mind.
He wasn’t the scumbag from the beginning, he was only becoming one now.
In the previous ninety-nine rounds, the scumbag was Luo Xinghe.
Luo Xinghe’s expression turned icy upon hearing this. Find another Alpha?
After speaking, Lu You pushed Luo Xinghe aside and walked out of the restroom. He pushed the door open and saw Song Xi standing there. He likely overheard their conversation, as his expression was quite complicated.
Perfect.
He walked toward Song Xi.
Song Xi had been standing there with the scent-blocker he’d rushed to get, afraid that Lu You might mark Luo Xinghe in the heat of the moment. He had watched Luo Xinghe rush into the restroom, climb over the wall to find Lu You, and he had heard Luo Xinghe’s tender concern, only to hear his devotion be trampled on by Lu You.
That sense of resentment surged once again.
Then, he saw Lu You walking toward him with blood still on his face! Lu You reached out and touched the back of Song Xi’s neck, and the moment he touched the gland, Song Xi’s body shuddered.
“Hey, boyfriend, what scent will you have after you differentiate? I bet it’ll be something I really love. Anyway, I don’t care, as soon as you differentiate, I’m going to bite you. Then you’ll be my Omega, my only Omega.” Lu You smiled, leaned down, and took the scent-blocker from Song Xi’s hand, slipping it into his own pocket. “What do you need this for? You have me.”
Luo Xinghe watched Lu You in utter disbelief. In that moment, he felt like his heart was being torn apart.
Those words.
Those were clearly meant for him.
[Hand contact once, hug once. Return delayed by three months.]
[Blackening progress bar: +6.66]