Last Love chapter 39
The boxing match made Wen Ke extremely nervous.
These days, Han Jiangque would go out for a while every night, saying he needed to seek blessings before the competition. However, he wouldn’t let Wen Ke accompany him, insisting that Wen Ke should only watch at the venue.
Wen Ke had no prior understanding of this sport and had never been to any boxing match. Although Han Jiangque mentioned it was just a small amateur event for entertainment, to some extent, the psychological pressure Wen Ke felt was not much less than preparing a proposal.
However, for Han Jiangque, these days were very enjoyable. He discovered that—
The giraffe that was secretly anxious about him was just too cute.
Every day, Wen Ke went to the supermarket to pick the freshest ingredients, cooked three nutritious and healthy meals according to Han Jiangque’s taste, and printed a stack of guidelines for amateur boxing matches. He would repeatedly remind him not to be too strong on the field and that winning or losing wasn’t important.
“I’m entering the match to win, and winning means there’s a prize.”
Han Jiangque said with a stern face, “And… Do you think I can’t win?”
Wen Ke, feeling anxious, hurriedly explained, stammering, “I, I definitely believe you can win…”
Looking at the Omega who was half a head shorter than him, clearly anxious to the point of teary eyes, Han Jiangque didn’t dare to continue expressing his concerns—
Suddenly, he felt quite satisfied… in a rather nasty way.
Han Jiangque thought that a mature and considerate Alpha probably wouldn’t be like him. Ten years had passed, but in his heart, he still retained a very childish side.
He liked that Wen Ke cared about him, liked Wen Ke spinning around him as if he were the center of this man’s universe; liked Wen Ke holding him in the palm of his hand, carefully protecting even his self-esteem.
So sometimes, even though he was already with the person he loved, he would still frequently feel worried.
Omegas needed a sense of security.
This was something he gradually realized when chatting with experienced advisers at the LM Club later on.
For a long time, he couldn’t help but repeatedly recall the events of the past.
He thought, back then, between Wen Ke and him, Wen Ke ultimately chose Zhuo Yuan without hesitation, and the reason was clear—
He was far from mature. This was his fatal flaw.
Even today, he still believed that if Zhuo Yuan hadn’t given up on his own accord, he would have had no chance.
None at all.
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On Saturday, Wen Ke also made plans to meet Xu Jiale and go see Fu Xiaoyu, of course, taking the opportunity to watch the boxing match.
Wen Ke wore a conspicuous rust-red silk shirt that day, completely different from his usual simple and low-key style, but it complemented his fair and clean complexion.
Han Jiangque couldn’t help but look at him for a long time and asked, “Why are you wearing red today?”
“Because… I saw your boxing shorts were red yesterday.” Wen Ke was speaking while pressing the elevator button. A hint of shyness appeared on his face, but he honestly continued, “I just thought… wearing red on the sidelines would definitely show support for you.”
“Like a one man cheerleading team?” Han Jiangque asked, holding back a laugh.
“…Luckily, the elevator door opened at this moment, and Wen Ke immediately jumped out.
The journey to the North City District probably took only twenty or thirty minutes by car, but Wen Ke insisted that Han Jiangque, who was preparing for the competition, shouldn’t drive. He even prepared a small fruit box containing washed grapes, blueberries, and cherry tomatoes for Han Jiangque to eat on the way.
Wen Ke made a turn to pick up Xu Jiale on the way. Han Jiangque, who was lazily lying in the passenger seat, saw Xu Jiale getting in the car wearing a rare bright red basketball jersey. It made it look like they were a couple wearing matching outfits. Han Jiangque couldn’t help but squint his eyes in displeasure, “Why are you wearing red too?”
“Huh?” Xu Jiale, who had just sat in the car, was puzzled. “Didn’t your boyfriend instruct me to wear red?”
“Cough.” Wen Ke coughed heavily.
Han Jiangque reacted from his vinegar-induced haze only now.
Wen Ke forced Xu Jiale to wear red so that Xu Jiale could also cheer for him. Therefore, he now had at least two cheerleading members.
Such a childish, cute little plan.
After looking out of the car window in silence for a while, Han Jiangque handed the fruit box to the back seat, saying, “Prepared by Wen Ke, try it.”
Indeed, it was a rare sight. He couldn’t say he liked Xu Jiale. After all, since high school, Xu Jiale had been, for Wen Ke, the second-closest and best friend after him.
But when Xu Jiale just called Wen Ke his “boyfriend,” he suddenly felt very comfortable. Therefore, he suddenly became generous.
“Hahaha,” Xu Jiale took it with a smile, eating and saying, “What’s this? A lovingly prepared lunchbox by Xiao Ke?”
Wen Ke’s face had been turning red since Xu Jiale got in the car. By this time, he pretended not to hear this conversation, as if he didn’t hear it at all. He could only grip the steering wheel and drive quietly.
Was it because of the difference in gender that some of his care seemed a bit ridiculous in the presence of Alphas?
But he really cared.
In elementary school, he had performed in a stage play. Because of his quiet and reserved personality, he was assigned the role of a tree stump that wouldn’t move or have any lines. Even so, he wore thick costumes and performed seriously.
When all the young actors bowed at the end, the other kids had fathers and mothers, and even other relatives enthusiastically applauding them. However, when it came to him, the host introduced his role—the tree stump.
There was only whispered laughter in the audience, and then a few scattered applause sounded awkwardly. But it quickly died down.
Wen Ke would never forget the sight of his mother sitting in the crowd, clapping for him somewhat awkwardly and alone.
It was a moment that made him feel sad even as a child.
Growing up as a child in a single-parent family, Wen Ke experienced many of these fragmented incidents during his growth, which were deeply saddening in the moment but forever impossible to share with others.
However, gradually, just like a small tree growing rings, the hidden wounds would eventually be closed in circles, revealing resilient armor on the outside.
So, growing up was a remarkable thing because, after being hurt again and again, one could understand that everything will pass—
People will live on, no matter what, they will continue to live.
This was the full meaning of strength.
Strength, this was actually a poignant and helpless word.
That’s why he was so nervous about this competition, perhaps even Han Jiangque had forgotten—
In high school, every basketball game of Han Jiangque, every event he participated in at the sports meet, Wen Ke sat in the front row, jumping and cheering with a foam finger, desperately cheering like a fool.
Even when Han Jiangque was called by the teacher to the front of the lecture hall to read his lowest-scoring essay, Wen Ke continued to look at Han Jiangque, just to let him know that even for a low-scoring essay, he was listening attentively.
That’s how much he cared about Han Jiangque.
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Wen Ke thought they would stop at the LM Club, but after arriving in the North City District, Han Jiangque asked him to park the car in the underground parking lot not far from the Gemini Towers. It was then that Wen Ke learned Fu Xiaoyu’s office was in the Gemini Towers. So, following the receptionist into the elevator, he became even more nervous.
On the other hand, Xu Jiale, despite wearing an out-of-place basketball jersey, didn’t pay much attention to the luxurious surroundings.
When they reached the 48th floor and walked all the way inside, the receptionist, who clearly knew Han Jiangque, stood up and led them into a high-ceilinged office with a reddish-brown tone.
This was the first time Wen Ke saw Fu Xiaoyu outside of the Pub—
Two people with completely different temperaments from the last time at Zeus.
Fu Xiaoyu was indeed a very beautiful Omega. Even for a man, Wen Ke couldn’t help but describe him that way.
In the office’s light, his eyes were a shallow amber color, with cat-like, slightly round shapes and a slightly wide eye distance. These features should have made him appear enchantingly sexy, but because of the carefully groomed sharp eyebrows, it covered up that mesmerizing feel.
“Good afternoon, everyone…”
Fu Xiaoyu smiled and said, “Hi, Wen Ke. The meeting at Zeus was too hasty. Let’s have a good chat today.”
He wasn’t wearing a tie, but when he stood up and shook hands with them one by one, Wen Ke still recognized the TATEOSSIAN cufflinks on his shirt. He had seen the same style in Zhuo Yuan’s accessories before.
The young man was slightly taller than the average Omega, and from head to toe, even every strand of hair looked very refined.
A well-fitted dark blue suit, underneath it was a meticulously ironed beige shirt. His hairstyle and sideburns were neatly trimmed, and although he should have used low-key cologne, it managed to cover up some of the sweet floral pheromone scents on him, making him faintly exude a cool and elite aroma.
Wen Ke had heard that some outstanding Omegas would use a special cologne to mask their own scent because they didn’t want their pheromones to become a distraction in a work environment. This was a professional representation.
But this was the first time he had seen an Omega do this—
It felt both novel and slightly inferior.
He could not envy Fu Xiaoyu’s beauty or his upright figure. However, he couldn’t help but pay attention to the texture that Fu Xiaoyu displayed.
That kind of professional and sophisticated demeanor, the confident smile that belonged only to business elites.
This kind of texture couldn’t be cultivated in the trivialities of ordinary life.
He couldn’t help feeling a little sad.
If he could also go to college, if he could also have a job he liked.
Could he also understand how to use special cologne to appear more professional?
Could today’s him also be… somewhat closer to Fu Xiaoyu?
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