The day before Yang Huaijin’s accident, he had arranged to hang out with Feng Zhi. Having just finished a phase of courses and successfully passed an important internship interview, he wanted to celebrate by treating his classmates to a meal. However, to his surprise, his close classmates were all busy preparing for exams the next day. Yang, being a seasoned top student who had passed the exams the previous year, felt irritated that while others were studying, he was supposed to be ‘celebrating.’
With everyone else occupied with exams, Yang was only able to catch Feng Zhi.
The two went to a nice restaurant, and Yang even took a photo to send to the friends who missed out on his treat, captioning it: ‘I don’t understand the sadness of being a mediocre student.’ It was soundly criticized by everyone.
Yang Huaijin put down his phone contentedly, smiling as he cut a piece of lobster and put it in his mouth. However, he noticed that Feng Zhi, who was sitting across from him, seemed disinterested the whole day.
Yang Huaijin spoke up, “A-jiu, I specifically chose such a fancy restaurant to treat you to a meal, but you’ve been looking uninterested the whole time. Isn’t that a bit disrespectful?”
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“Alright, that’s why I settled the bill just now. This meal is on me,” Feng Zhi replied.
“Lfs, sbe…” Tjcu Lejlplc rijwwfv atf ajyif, yea atfc cbalmfv Mfcu Itl’r fzqgfrrlbc jcv oeggbkfv tlr ygbkr. “Qtja’r ublcu bc klat sbe abvjs?”
Mfcu Itl qea vbkc tlr eafcrlir. “C-plc, mjc sbe ifjnf?”
Tjcu Lejlplc kjr qehhifv. “Ofjnf? Ofjnf ktfgf?”
“Ccsktfgf. Ofjnf C Fclnfgrlas, ifjnf C Jlas, mea boo mbcajma klat fnfgsbcf, vbc’a ifa jcsbcf olcv sbe!”
“Don’t joke around,” Yang Huaijin chuckled lightly. “Why would I leave here? Not studying anymore? Why are you suddenly telling me this?”
Feng Zhi fell silent. He didn’t know how to speak, nor could he.
Yang Huaijin shrugged, resting his arms on the back of the chair. Their table was by the window, with the twilight casting its glow outside, and the city lights starting to illuminate.
Yang Huaijin looked out the window. “A-jiu, why would I leave A City? I’ve come from a small town in the south to the top university in the country. I study here, I have my friends here, this is my life.” He smiled at Feng Zhi. “I’m about to start working soon, earning my own money to support myself, and I can even take you to better restaurants. If you don’t like where you’re living now, maybe I can rent a bigger place and share it with you. You see, growing up is such a great thing, you can control your own life and live the way you want.”
The candlelight on the table gently reflected on Yang Huaijin’s face. At twenty-one, he was young and vibrant, and Feng Zhi couldn’t help but think that there was no one in the world more handsome than the boy in front of him. He said, “If you trust me, then leave.”
“I trust you, but I won’t leave,” Yang Huaijin said softly. “I’ve just given you the reasons, and besides, haven’t you arranged for someone to protect me recently?”
“What?” Feng Zhi exclaimed.
“Omegas are very sensitive. I know there have been people following me occasionally lately…” Yang Huaijin looked puzzled. “Isn’t it your people?”
Feng Zhi clenched his fists at his side. “…They are my people, it’s nothing.” He understood that it was too late to say anything now.
“Why do you trust me? What if I were a bad person trying to harm you?” Feng Zhi asked.
“Are you a bad person?” Yang Huaijin picked up his knife and fork again, deciding to ignore Feng Zhi’s unusual behavior today. Feng Zhi usually emphasized that Omegas should take good care of themselves, but today must have been some kind of alpha episode!
Feng Zhi lowered his gaze. “I am.”
Ohhh now I get it, seems YJ got caught up in FZ’s messy business, then got kidnapped out and sold to those omega traffickers?