Evil Love Appears

Evil Love Appears chapter 116

Wang Xiaoshan arrived at the hospital quickly. He was still not entirely sober from the alcohol. When he entered the corridor and looked around, his mouth fell open.

” President Fu…”

He wanted to greet them, but he swallowed the second half of the word.

He saw the tall omega stretching his legs lazily, closing his eyes, and burying his entire face in Xu Jiale’s neck.

Even though Wang Xiaoshan, who had seen the whole process of the sensual dance and the motorcycle chase, had a sense that something big might happen tonight, seeing this scene was still quite shocking.

Fu Xiaoyu, the boss known for being cold and tough, was snuggling against Alpha Xu Jiale’s shoulder. When he acted like this, he looked surprisingly soft and seemed strangely happy.

The one surprised even more than Wang Xiaoshan was Wen Huaixuan.

“What are they doing…”

Wen Huaixuan gasped, but before he could continue, he was gently pulled by Wang Xiaoshan.

“I won’t go in. I’ll wait for you outside since Fu Xiaoyu said nothing serious happened to him.”

Finally, Wen Huaixuan managed to squeeze out a sentence with difficulty.

Actually, he didn’t want to come at all—

Although he already knew there was no hope for him and Fu Xiaoyu, he still felt annoyed that Xu Jiale had taken away his favorite omega, along with the motorcycle, in that form.

“Alright, I’ll be back in a bit.”

Wang Xiaoshan stuck his tongue out at Wen Huaixuan and then tiptoed over. “Xu Ge, are you guys alright?”

When he approached and spoke, Fu Xiaoyu had already quickly opened his eyes.

Wang Xiaoshan was surprised. The boss, Fu Xiaoyu, hadn’t been asleep.

“We are fine,” Fu Xiaoyu’s face blushed slightly, and he quickly rubbed under his nose with his hand, unconsciously. Then he sat up quickly and spoke calmly.

This small action made Wang Xiaoshan suddenly realize what had been going on.

It wasn’t sleeping; he was hiding there to sniff Xu Ge’s pheromones.

“It’s a minor accident, just external injuries.”

It was unclear whether it was Wang Xiaoshan’s misconception, but Xu Jiale’s expression seemed somewhat strange at this moment. He quickly raised his head as well and smiled at Wang Xiaoshan, and his nose seemed a bit red, as if he had just rubbed it somewhere.

“Are you guys alright?”

Wang Xiaoshan narrowed his eyes perceptively.

“We’re really fine,” Xu Jiale replied while gently lifting his bandaged arm to show Wang Xiaoshan. “Sorry for bothering you to come all the way here so late.”

Wang Xiaoshan’s attention shifted and he looked at Xu Jiale’s injured arm with sympathy. He thought to himself that even though Xu Ge’s one hand was injured, he had to let Fu Xiaoyu lean against him and smell his neck, which was really not easy.

“I just wanted to come to check up on you guys,” Wang Xiaoshan said as he took out a set of spare clothes and the phone Xu Ge had left with him earlier, as per Fu Xiaoyu’s request.

“I realized that the phone is almost out of battery.”

“Alright,” Xu Jiale accepted the phone.”Thank you.”

When he opened WeChat, he saw several messages from Jin Chu. The two messages were sent twenty minutes apart, and both were sent three hours ago. At that time…

Xu Jiale stood up and took a deep breath, and he remembered.

Three hours ago, he was dancing on stage.

For some reason, Xu Jiale’s intuition told him at that moment—

Jin Chu had seen it.

After changing clothes and getting their shots, Xu Jiale and Fu Xiaoyu didn’t want to waste any time. They took a taxi back to the resort.

Even though they were in a hurry all the way, they suddenly felt a bit nervous upon arrival.

Standing face to face in front of the building, they both held onto each other’s hand and didn’t want to let go.

“Xu Jaile…”

“Xiaoyu,” after they both spoke at the same time, Xu Jiale said, “You go first.”

“This time, you’ll really tell Nanyi, right?” Fu Xiaoyu asked softly.

“I will.” Xu Jiale nodded. “But…”

Then, he chuckled self-deprecatingly, saying, “Damn, I’ve rehearsed in my head several times how to say it, but I’m still a bit nervous.”

“So what do you plan to do?” Fu Xiaoyu’s expression suddenly turned very serious.

Xu Jiale looked at this omega and couldn’t help but sigh.

It was really strange that even though they were discussing such an important matter, his mind could still wander with untimely thoughts. Whenever Fu Xiaoyu got concerned, he would instinctively get closer to him and then openly stare at his face.

With his face stern, his usually round eyes looked solemn. Under such a gaze, Xu Jiale’s spine suddenly tingled.

This was how Fu Xiaoyu used to manage him, and it hadn’t changed at all. It was wonderful.

“Xu Jiale?”

“Oh, oh…” Xu Jiale quickly snapped back to reality from his peculiar daydream.

“So, what will you do?” Fu Xiaoyu asked insistently, clearly unhappy with Xu Jiale’s distraction.

“Have you heard that saying?” Xu Jiale said softly, “When you don’t know what to say — to tell the truth, it’s often the smartest choice.”

Finally, a faint smile appeared on Fu Xiaoyu’s face, and he relaxed his previously fierce expression, adopting a nonchalant tone as he asked, “Who said that?”

He quite liked that saying.

“Wu Zetian,” Xu Jiale said, “It’s from the poem about Wu Zetian in the Daming Palace. She said that to her sons.”

After giving his answer, he found it somewhat absurd. Words that seemed plain and unremarkable when he was younger suddenly felt incredibly profound at the age of 30.

He couldn’t help but smile, then leaned in to gently, affectionately nuzzle his nose against Fu Xiaoyu’s cheek.

One nuzzle, two nuzzles, three nuzzles. Even though they had spent a lot of time sniffing each other in the hospital, it didn’t feel like enough.

Even though they’d have to spend just one night apart, it was hard to let go, hard to release Fu Xiaoyu’s hand, hard to part with his scent.

The air carried the scent of rain, and Fu Xiaoyu in front of him was like a large floss-silk tree adorned with raindrops. His light brown eyes were both moist and bright.

“Add me back on WeChat,” Xu Jiale said with a sidelong kiss to Fu Xiaoyu’s cheek, saying in a hoarse voice, “president Fu”

Fu Xiaoyu chuckled at the sudden use of that title, then stepped back, seemingly casual as he pulled out his phone. “Alright.”

Adding each other as friends was practically instantaneous, as there was no need for verification.

Even though Fu Xiaoyu already suspected that Xu Jiale wouldn’t have removed him, there was still a slight skip in his heart. Xu Jiale smiled and looked at him, as if he immediately understood his feelings.

“Our chat history is still here; I have it saved.”

“…Mm.” Fu Xiaoyu tightly held Xu Jiale’s hand.

It was great that the chat history was still there.

For a moment, his sweetness was mixed with a hint of bitterness.

He had resolutely deleted Xu Jiale from WeChat, not only because of the breakup itself but also because he wouldn’t have the willpower not to repeatedly reread their chat history. But Xu Jiale had kept it.

Alone, how many times had Xu Jiale secretly read it?

Sometimes, the connection between people is as fragile and short-lived as dewdrops.

Xu Jiale was the one who carefully held onto those dewdrops.

“I’m going up, okay?”

Finally, with reluctance, Xu Jiale slowly, deliberately released Fu Xiaoyu’s fingers. He faced Fu Xiaoyu, taking two steps backward and then turned away.

At that moment, Fu Xiaoyu couldn’t help but call out, “Xu Jiale…”

“Yes?” Xu Jiale turned back.

“Before, when you pursed me and said I should be a referee and just enjoy it, because this is your fight alone, I watched your efforts,” Fu Xiaoyu said slowly, “Now, I want to terminate this verbal agreement.”

He used workplace terminology almost instinctively.

Xu Jiale couldn’t help but push up his glasses, looking at Fu Xiaoyu from a distance and waiting for him to continue.

“Because from now on, every fight belongs to both of us.”

Fu Xiaoyu paused, saying with seriousness.

His pupils were so bright; all the world’s most beautiful sights—lights, raindrops, and the night—were in them.

Love is perhaps like a god who placed the very first beam of light in his eyes.

“Fu Xiaoyu,” Xu Jiale’s mouth curved up, and his eyes showed a hint of a smile. “See you tomorrow.”

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