Evil Love Appears chapter 32

“Alright…”

Xu Jiale quickly struggled out of the emptiness and patted the head of Fu Xiaoyu in his arms. He asked in a low voice, “Are you done?”

Fu Xiaoyu raised his head at his words, with a smile that couldn’t be concealed at the corners of his eyes and mouth. He didn’t laugh out loud only out of politeness. His big eyes couldn’t help but sneak a glance at Xu Jiale’s chest.

Fu Xiaoyu hadn’t had enough yet, He suddenly pushed Xu Jiale against the bedside table and then cradled Xu Jiale’s face with both hands.

Xu Jiale was taken aback, and Fu Xiaoyu riding on top of him had bright and round eyes, focusing on him with a hint of determination.

It was undoubtedly an overtly aggressive posture.

Fu Xiaoyu took the first step in the hunt but got stuck at the second step. He moved his face closer, but the angle would clearly hit his nose if they kissed. He had to withdraw a bit disappointed and reevaluate Xu Jiale.

Xu Jiale couldn’t help but take a deep breath; he wasn’t used to being held in such a way.

But before he could struggle, Fu Xiaoyu, who had found the right angle, had grabbed him and swiftly kissed him again.

Xu Jiale’s lips were almost bitten, and his tongue was being sucked with heat and roughness.

Of course, Fu Xiaoyu was still a clumsy newbie, but he seemed to have the instincts of a tiger, and with each kiss, his aggressiveness became more intense.

Xu Jiale was kissed to the point that even his spine tingled. It was hard to say if it was pleasurable or painful, but the feeling of being invaded was undeniably real.

He endured for a few seconds, then lifted Fu Xiaoyu off himself.

When their lips parted, Xu Jiale’s breathing was slightly labored. After a few moments of calming down, he noticed that Fu Xiaoyu was still looking at him with bright eyes, fixated on his lips. So, he took the initiative and held Fu Xiaoyu close to his neck, asking in a low voice, “Fu Xiaoyu, I’ve told you a secret, now you tell me a secret.”

“What secret?” Fu Xiaoyu’s attention had indeed shifted.

“Tell me, who was the first person you ever liked?” Xu Jiale asked with a meaningful tone.

“You already know, don’t you?” Fu Xiaoyu suddenly felt a bit guilty.

“Han Jiangque? Fu Xiaoyu, Han Jiangque is the only person you’ve ever confessed to,” Xu Jiale straightforwardly exposed him. “I refuse to believe that throughout all these years, from childhood to now, you’ve never liked anyone else, especially during junior high and high school. Don’t tell me you didn’t have that fluttering feeling of secretly stealing a glance at a classmate. It’s impossible, right?”

“I…” Fu Xiaoyu had initially tried to evade the question subconsciously.

But he quickly realized that his weak defense was entirely insufficient to withstand this alpha’s insight.

“During junior high, there was…,” he finally admitted, sounding a bit nervous. “But it wasn’t a classmate.”

“Mmh,” Xu Jiale couldn’t help but chuckle. “You were probably in the omega class, right?”

“Yeah,” Fu Xiaoyu blushed suddenly. “It was… the alpha boyfriend of a classmate, his name was Han Yu.”

After he said those words, he fell silent for a long time, and memories, like a gust of wind from the past, suddenly swept back into his heart.

When he was 14 years old, just after differentiating into an A-level omega, Fu Xiaoyu had been proud of himself. He had the highest recorded pheromone levels and was the trusted class monitor.

But the omega he envied the most at the age of 14 was Jia Yi. Jia Yi was a C-level omega, with an average family background, below-average grades, and nothing particularly outstanding in terms of looks.

Jia Yi was the first omega in the entire class to have an alpha boyfriend.

That alpha’s name was Han Yu, four or five years older than them, and he was a bit of a “bad boy.” He used to hang out with gangs a few blocks away, wore a leather jacket he had picked up from a night market, had a scar on his face from a fight, and a string of earrings on his ears.

Such a genuine troublemaker was, of course, worlds apart from the studious Fu Xiaoyu.

The only intersection between them happened on a winter afternoon.

Han Yu had climbed over the school wall from the back gate and, upon landing in front of the silently snow-shoveling Fu Xiaoyu, fell face-first into the snow with a thud.

Fu Xiaoyu was startled. It was his duty to report outsiders entering the school premises.

But the boy, with his face covered in bloodstains, nonchalantly wiped his face, grinned, and signaled for silence. He clenched his teeth and said, “Hey, don’t you dare tell the teachers. It’s been three days since I saw Jia Yi, and I missed him so much. I’ll just check on him and leave, okay? Don’t tell anyone.”

Before Fu Xiaoyu, still holding the broom, could respond, Han Yu had already rushed into the school building.

He was still wearing his tattered leather jacket in the winter, shivering as he ran, showing no signs of being a streetwise tough guy. He had blood smeared all over his face, but he was still grinning, all because he finally had the chance to “check on Jia Yi.”

Fu Xiaoyu never did report this to the teachers in the end.

This wasn’t his usual way of doing things, actually.

But from then on, he often paid attention to Jia Yi because Han Yu would appear by Jia Yi’s side. Sometimes, it was at the school gate holding a few skewers of grilled food, and sometimes it was stealthily hiding in some corner of the school.

Fu Xiaoyu had once accidentally witnessed Jia Yi and Han Yu kissing in a dusty storage room, in that hidden and unobserved corner. Han Yu’s cheap water diamond earring was gleaming even in that dusty space.

Fu Xiaoyu had mentioned this storage room incident to Fu Jing, and Fu Jing had told him in disgust that “omega teenagers in early love were despicable.” In the end, he had reluctantly agreed.

Was it his first love?

Actually, before today, Fu Xiaoyu had never admitted it to himself. It wasn’t until this moment, when Xu Jiale bluntly asked the question, that he finally spoke it out.

Yes, he had once liked Han Yu.

Bad boy or early love, Fu Xiaoyu knew that he liked the glimmer on Han Yu’s ear. It was a glimmer that could still shine through the dust, belonging to a young heart.

“Fu Xiaoyu…”

Xu Jiale had been patiently listening all along, and finally said, “It’s like this…”

This statement seemed somewhat abrupt, but Fu Xiaoyu felt that he somehow understood.

“First love is like this,” Xu Jiale said softly. “Everyone thinks that first love will be grand and passionate, but in reality, it always ends quietly, always a one-sided story – everyone is actually the same.”

“What about you? Are you like this too?” Fu Xiaoyu couldn’t help but ask.

“Yeah,” Xu Jiale said calmly. “I am too.”

“But what about Wen Ke and Han Jiangque… they didn’t end quietly, did they?” Fu Xiaoyu asked.

“True,” Xu Jiale replied lazily, with a smile. “But let’s not talk about them; they’re just two lucky exceptions. Anyway, in matters of love, it’s not important who your first love was; it’s important who your last love will be, right?”

His tone of voice was so deep, yet so gentle.

For a moment, Fu Xiaoyu couldn’t help but think, if only this heat period didn’t have a day when it stopped. He suddenly said, “Xu Jiale, I…”

“Really? Again?” Xu Jiale, though his tone was somewhat disdainful, had a hint of a smile in his eyes.

“Yeah,” Fu Xiaoyu made a very soft “gulu” sound. He didn’t even know how that sound had come out.

He leaned over and suddenly used his tongue to hold Xu Jiale’s earlobe. He knew – Xu Jiale had pierced his ears.

“Xu Jiale, this time, could you… wear the earring and have your way with me?”

He said.

Xu Jiale lifted his face, and at this moment, the color of his alpha’s eyes deepened to a slightly dangerous level.

Without a word, he got out of bed, opened the wardrobe, went through the second drawer for a long time, and then came back to hand Fu Xiaoyu a small black diamond earring.

Fu Xiaoyu was riding on the his waist, seriously wanting to put on the earring for Xu Jiale.

However, because the ear hole had closed slightly over the years from not wearing jewelry, Fu Xiaoyu, who had never come into contact with these things before, was extremely clumsy in putting it on. The earring encountered resistance halfway through, and he hesitated, unsure if he should continue pushing it in.

“Give it to me…”

Xu Jiale grew impatient.

Fu Xiaoyu reluctantly released his hand.

Xu Jiale took hold of the earring, forcefully pushed it through, and then secured the earring back with an ear stopper.

With a small trace of blood on his fingertip, Xu Jiale looked down, casually licked the blood away, and then removed his glasses, placing them on the bedside table.

“Turn around -“

Xu Jiale, now with the earring on, said to Fu Xiaoyu, “This time, I’m going in from behind.”