Chapter 70: Like

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Heaven granted Alphas extraordinary perception and insight, making them natural leaders and dominators, but at the same time, it also made them exceptionally fragile at a single point.  

Just like the four corners of tempered glass, which shatter instantly when struck by immense force.  

The sharp scent of alcohol surged through Ji Xiao's body like a flood. Everything around her blurred into a haze—she only wanted Wei Qingyu, who stood at the center of her vision.  

The taste of blood spread across her tongue as her rough intrusion pried open those lips and teeth.  

Like poppies suddenly blooming in the darkness, one after another, they spread through Ji Xiao’s mind, drawing out all the anxiety, repression, and suffocating emotions from before.  

The scent of peach brandy wrapped tightly around Wei Qingyu, leaving her no room to escape as she was forced to accept the raging storm from the girl in front of her.

The cut on her lips brought Wei Qingyu an unavoidable sting, but it also let her feel the fragile cautiousness of the Alpha in front of her.  

They had once been so inseparable as friends. Wei Qingyu had, of course, heard little Ji Xiao talk about what Ji Xiao experienced today.  

She still remembered little Ji Xiao curling up in her arms, trembling uncontrollably. Just from little  Ji Xiao’s description alone, little Wei Qingyu had felt chills down her spine at the terrifying scene.  

Thin air slipped between their overlapping lips, the taste of blood mixing with peach brandy, burning fiercely down her throat and extracting a trace of sweetness.  

Because she understood Ji Xiao’s fear better than anyone else, Wei Qingyu let Ji Xiao’s tongue roam wildly in her space, using this obedient yet intimate response to soothe the fragile Alpha before her.

The scent of mint carried a hint of coolness, as gentle as the spring breeze.  

The fierce Alpha clutched the Omega tightly, greedily taking her Omega’s kisses amid the quietly arriving susceptible period.  

Spring breeze met silk curtains.  

Rain-drenched roses intertwined and drooped.  

They kissed beneath the bright and gentle spring sky.  

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Tender and cautious, lost in each other.  

No one knew how long it lasted—perhaps a few seconds, perhaps a century.  

Standing on the soft grass, Wei Qingyu felt as if she were floating among the clouds, but suddenly, the force binding her vanished in an instant.  

“Miss!”

Aunt Wu’s startled cry rang in Wei Qingyu’s ears.  

Sunlight burst through the clouds, spilling onto the ground, bright and dazzling, illuminating the world.  

Wei Qingyu saw Ji Xiao collapse onto the grass like a shattered black tuberose.  

Only then did she realize that an abnormal heat lingered where the girl’s hand had touched her.  

Just like last year. Or rather, just like every year.  

Ji Xiao, who came out of the annex building since childhood, inevitably came down with a fever.  

But this year, things were even worse—her susceptible period had arrived along with it.  

The household had long been prepared for this. The family doctor had been waiting in the reception hall.  

As soon as the bodyguards carried Ji Xiao into the bedroom, the doctor began his examination and prescribed medication. The waiting servants followed orders, administering an inhibitor injection and applying ice packs for physical cooling.  

Everyone was busy. Standing off to the side, Wei Qingyu suddenly seemed out of place.  

She wanted to step forward and help Ji Xiao, but there was nothing she could do.  

The room's light fell on Wei Qingyu’s shoulders, making them look slightly slumped.  

At this moment, she even wished she could go back to last year. At least then, the servants had called her downstairs to fetch an ice pack for Ji Xiao’s fever.  

"It’s okay, Miss. This happens every year. Miss Wei, don’t worry too much."

At that moment, a warm and steady hand rested on Wei Qingyu’s shoulder, and Aunt Wu’s voice reached her ear.  

Her voice was as gentle as always, but this time, there was a hint of comfort in it.  

A shadow, slightly broader than Wei Qingyu’s own, enveloped her, giving the girl an unexpected sense of security from an elder.  

"Miss Wei, even though you're only half a year older than our Miss, you still matured earlier than her."  

Aunt Wu paused for a moment, hesitating before continuing, "There are some things we, as servants, shouldn't say. But since we all saw what happened today, I have to say at least one thing."

"Our Miss has been spoiled by Sir since she was little. There are many things she doesn’t really understand. The things she did to you in the past… half were her own doing, and the other half was because those servants egged her on. Now that you two are together, I just hope you’re sincere toward her. She’s actually very innocent..."  

Hearing Aunt Wu’s words, Wei Qingyu was momentarily stunned. The tips of her ears, hidden beneath her long hair, flushed red.  

For once, she interrupted, "Aunt Wu."  

"Hm? What is it, Miss Wei?" Aunt Wu stopped, puzzled.  

"Ji Xiao and I are not together." Wei Qingyu looked at Aunt Wu, her voice barely above a whisper.

This left Aunt Wu a little stunned. "What? But just now, you two were..."  

Hearing her mention what had happened earlier, Wei Qingyu felt her face burn even more.  

She lowered her gaze slightly and shook her head gently. "We really aren’t..."  

"I-Is that so?" Aunt Wu immediately realized she had overthought things and quickly apologized. "I spoke out of turn. I’m truly sorry, Miss Wei."  

"It’s fine." Wei Qingyu’s tone was calm, showing no trace of anger.  

She figured that anyone who had seen Ji Xiao’s bold actions toward her just now would probably misunderstand.  

An awkward silence settled between them.

Aunt Wu looked at Ji Xiao, who was lying on the bed, burning with fever and unconscious. She couldn't help but say what was on her mind. "But Miss Wei, I still hope you'll keep what I said in your heart."  

"No matter what happens between you and Miss, I still hope you'll treat her well. I haven't been by her side for long, but I can tell she cares about you. Didn't they say the person an Alpha relies on the most during their susceptible period is the one who gives them the greatest sense of security?"  

The maid standing in the light stepped away, letting the bright glow fall into Wei Qingyu’s eyes. She blinked twice, feeling a bit unnatural.  

Aunt Wu’s words were like a dull knife, slowly cutting through the thin veil that had been covering her vision.  

"Sister Wu."

At that moment, the doctor who had been treating Ji Xiao walked over with his medical kit, interrupting Wei Qingyu’s yet-to-unfold thoughts.  

Doctor: "I've already given Miss an antipyretic injection and a suppressant. Don't worry, these two medications won't conflict. As long as she wakes up before noon tomorrow, she'll be fine. If she hasn't woken up by then, make sure to call me."  

"Alright, thank you for your trouble today." Aunt Wu nodded slightly at the doctor and signaled for the maid to escort him out.  

Then, she waved at the other people in the room before turning to Wei Qingyu. "Alright, Miss hates noise. I'll take them downstairs first. Miss Wei, you should get some rest too."  

Wei Qingyu understood Aunt Wu’s intentions. She stood still until the open door was finally closed, then she lifted her foot and walked toward the person in her eyes.

Ji Xiao was still in a deep sleep. The ice pack meant for cooling her down had already started to melt, drooping softly over her forehead, covering half of her face.  

Her thick eyelashes drooped weakly, carrying tiny droplets of cold water. Even her usually sharp nose had lost some of its boldness.  

Her fair little face carried a dull yellow hue, and even her slightly parted lips appeared pale and bloodless.  

The lingering heat slowly escaped through the small gap between her lips, wrapped in the uncontrolled scent of peach brandy.  

Wei Qingyu quietly stared at Ji Xiao’s lips and unconsciously bit the inner flesh of her own.  

The barely healed wound protested with a sharp sting, seeping out faint traces of blood once more.  

That fierce yet passionate kiss from earlier resurfaced in her mind, like a perfect puzzle piece, fitting exactly into every fantasy she had about what a "kiss" should be.

“Didn't they say the person an Alpha relies on the most during their susceptible period is the one who gives them the greatest sense of security?"  

Aunt Wu's words echoed in Wei Qingyu's ears once again, making her unconsciously hold her breath.  

She had only just come to terms with her own feelings, but she had never tried to understand the meaning behind Ji Xiao's actions toward her.  

Could it be that Ji Xiao liked her too?  

Was it more than just the kind of affection between friends?  

Was it the kind of love an Alpha had for an Omega?

All sorts of questions, along with the memories tied to their answers, swam through Wei Qingyu's mind like mischievous fish—darting back and forth, slipping through her grasp no matter how hard she tried to catch hold of any real proof.  

She furrowed her brows, exhaling a rare breath laced with irritation through her nose.  

"Does it hurt?"  

That familiar yet weak voice rang in Wei Qingyu’s ears.  

At some point, Ji Xiao had slowly opened her eyes and was now quietly gazing at her.

Author's Note:

Today's second update is a bit short, sorry. (I am never writing horror again, wu wu)  

A little cutie pointed out a bug earlier—Xiao Yu died sixteen years ago, not six years ago. Sorry about that.