Last Love chapter 112

Once the event at B University concluded, Wen Ke felt like he was about to collapse. He had been worried about the sudden departure of Fu Xiaoyu and Xu Jiale, and he wasn’t the only one—Han Jiangque was also anxious.

So, both of them tried calling Fu Xiaoyu and Xu Jiale multiple times, but neither answered, leaving them in a difficult situation. Wen Ke had no choice but to leave a message for Xu Jiale on WeChat, asking him to call back when available.

As soon as Han Jiangque got home, he prepared a bath for Wen Ke and then carefully carried the heavily pregnant Omega into the bathroom. Wen Ke undressed and sank into the warm water, feeling so comfortable that he curled his toes. With a flushed face, he couldn’t help but yawn and gently grabbed Han Jiangque’s arm. “Han Xiaoque…”

After days of silent treatment, Wen Ke really missed Han Jiangque. He longed to spend time alone with his Alpha, to talk to him.

However, Han Jiangque seemed oblivious to Wen Ke’s desires and replied quietly, “I’ll go downstairs and get you some congee. Rest for a while.”

When Han Jiangque returned with warm abalone porridge, he found Wen Ke already asleep in the bathtub. After carefully drying Wen Ke’s body, he gently lifted him back into bed. Exhausted, Wen Ke barely opened his eyes, mumbled a few words, and fell back asleep in Han Jiangque’s arms.

It wasn’t until midnight that Wen Ke woke up, feeling thirsty. The room was dark, and he reached for his phone to check the time. That’s when he saw a message from Xu Jiale: “Fu Xiaoyu and I are fine. He felt unwell this afternoon but is better now. I’ll tell you more in a couple of days.”

Wen Ke sighed in relief and considered waking Han Jiangque to share the news. However, when he glanced through the glass door, he saw Han Jiangque standing on the balcony.

Han Jiangque faced away, standing erect like a silent tree, illuminated only by a small flickering flame between his fingers.

Walking over, Wen Ke, separated by the glass, realized Han Jiangque had no idea he was awake. Through the tiny flame, he noticed the ashtray on the small table, filled with extinguished cigarette butts.

Suddenly, Wen Ke recalled Han Jiangque’s words during their last meeting. He said, “Xiao Ke, I can’t be with you until I resolve my issues with Zhuo Yuan.”

At that moment, Wen Ke felt a strange daze.

How much pain must Han Jiangque be enduring to stand on the cold balcony, smoking the entire night?

Wen Ke pressed his face against the glass. They were only separated by a layer of glass, but it felt like a great distance.

The warmth from his breath fogged the glass, and he whispered to himself as if confessing, “In our lives, we may make many mistakes and go through many things, good or bad, ultimately merging with our lives. I hope… we can have the opportunity to honestly share a variegated time, an unspeakable voice with our lovers.”

This was the speech he prepared for B University, every word written by him.

The “Time Capsule” launch event was also his idea.

Perhaps deep in his heart, a place he couldn’t admit, he longed for some kind of redemption.

He closed his eyes, and his voice became smaller and smaller: “I’m sorry, Han Xiaoque. I don’t know how to say it. I’m sorry.”

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The next morning, Wen Ke’s phone was ringing off the hook. Calls came not only from media outlets nationwide but also from many companies interested in potential collaboration. The business-related inquiries were so overwhelming that he didn’t have time to discuss details and had to ask them to send cooperation information to the company’s email for him to review later.

Wen Ke himself hadn’t anticipated the immense impact of the previous night’s event. Only after a hasty chat with several journalists did he realize that many major media outlets had published articles discussing his pre-launch activity.

So, while answering calls, he went online to read the Youth Daily’s article, “Last Love goes beyond love, marking a grand revolution in self-awareness,” carefully.

This article, which garnered over 100,000 views overnight, even included a video of his concluding speech because it focused on college youth groups. The comments below were filled with people anxiously asking where they could download the app.

This was truly an overnight sensation.

Even Xia Xingzhi from Blue Rain Technology called, and before Wen Ke could speak, Xia Xingzhi couldn’t contain his excitement: “Mr. Wen, you’re amazing! Now, not only is your product popular, but you’re also a celebrity.”

Wen Ke felt a bit embarrassed and coughed before saying, “Don’t… don’t say that.”

“I’m not kidding.” Xia Xingzhi continued, “Traffic is money. Judging by the attention Last Love has received, its commercial value has multiplied by more than ten times. Do you know that?”

“Is it that exaggerated?” Wen Ke still hadn’t fully grasped the situation.

“What do you think? Everything has changed overnight.” Xia Xingzhi laughed heartily. “This morning, I expanded the Last Love distribution team to thirty people, tripled the budget, and promotional activities have already started. Our goal is no longer to reach a hundred thousand new users in two weeks. The new goal is a million new registered users in the first two weeks, aiming to retain two hundred thousand. First, stabilize in the domestic market, then expand overseas—our aim is to make Last Love a true phenomenon-level app!”

“Mr. Wen, if things go well, a month or two after the Series A financing comes in, you’ll be a millionaire under thirty, a self-made Omega legend in B City.”

Wen Ke suddenly stood up. Overwhelmed with excitement, he found it difficult to articulate his thoughts immediately.

His excitement wasn’t about Xia Xingzhi’s latter statement but the former.

The contract between them stipulated that LITE was responsible for app development and subsequent maintenance, while Blue Rain would handle distribution and promotion, with all promotional expenses covered by Blue Rain. The profits generated would then be shared between them at a fixed ratio.

Therefore, the impromptu threefold increase in promotional expenses and the massive team expansion was undoubtedly a risky move for Blue Rain. However, this indirectly indicated how much confidence Xia Xingzhi had in Last Love at that moment.

Wen Ke believed that Last Love’s project held a crucial position in Blue Rain’s future business landscape.

“Mr. Xia, thank you for your trust. Looking forward to a successful collaboration.”

Wen Ke held the phone tightly, speaking deliberately, word by word.

Xia Xingzhi was very excited. Seemingly busy on his end, he continued rapidly, “Let’s have an urgent video conference at three in the afternoon to discuss the work progress. Formal launch is two weeks away. From Blue Rain, my marketing manager and promotion team leader will attend. Are you available?”

“I…”

Although Wen Ke remembered he had a medical appointment at the hospital, he promptly decided to reschedule his injection time. “No problem, both I and the Director of Development will be there.”

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Afterward, Wen Ke quickly called the hospital and rescheduled his appointment to the evening.

Unexpectedly, changing the appointment time turned out to be fortunate.

Accompanied by Han Jiangque, Wen Ke went to the hospital late at night to finish the intravenous drip. Just as they were about to leave, they unexpectedly encountered Xu Jiale, who had been missing for two days.

Xu Jiale had just finished signing a form at the counter when Wen Ke tapped him from behind. Turning around to see Wen Ke and Han Jiangque, he couldn’t help but look a bit embarrassed. “You… why are you here?”

Wen Ke raised his hand, showing Xu Jiale the adhesive tape on the back of his hand, and then smiled, asking, “Shouldn’t I be asking you? Why didn’t you call me? What about Fu Xiaoyu?”

“Uh…”

Xu Jiale hesitated for a moment without an immediate response.

Despite being winter, with an excellent physique as an A-rank Alpha, Xu Jiale was lightly dressed in a black leather jacket over a round-neck, color-coordinated sweater. However, due to the loose neckline, some suspicious red marks on his neck were visible.

While Wen Ke found it strange, he hadn’t figured it out yet. However, the counter staff spoke up at this moment, “Alright, the hospital procedures are done. Your Omega has been settled in room 207. You can go straight up.”

At this point, Han Jiangque walked up, frowning. “Who is hospitalized? Is it Fu Xiaoyu?”

“…,” Xu Jiale had just picked up the documents. Finally pushing his gold-rimmed glasses, he uttered a word, “Yes.”

“What happened to him?” Han Jiangque swiftly snatched the file from Xu Jiale’s hand, quickly reading through it. The hospitalization duration was just for one night, but the reason was explicitly stated: Excessive intensity during the heat period, causing pain in the reproductive organs, observation needed.

Han Jiangque became anxious. He almost pressed Xu Jiale against the wall, growling, “Xu Jiale, what did you do to him?”

“Han Jiangque, are you crazy?”

Xu Jiale, who already looked a bit tired, suddenly became irritable when caught off guard by Han Jiangque. Although he usually appeared mild, it was because he had never suffered any losses in his life. In fact, he had a strong temper deep down.

Without saying a word, he reached out, grabbed Han Jiangque’s collar, and threw a punch.

In the blink of an eye, the two well-dressed Alphas seemed to be like primary school students, wrestling with each other. The two tangled and rolled on the ground, knocking over the hospital chairs. Fortunately, it was late at night, and there weren’t many people in the hospital lobby.

The scent of whiskey and minty pheromones burst out like an explosion, making even Wen Ke uncomfortable. In the end, he had to run over, grab Han Jiangque’s collar, and kicked Xu Jiale in the face to separate them.

“Stop it! Are you both crazy? Han Jiangque, calm down.”

After being separated, Han Jiangque and Xu Jiale stood apart, glaring at each other.

However, Xu Jiale’s glasses were broken, and with poor eyesight, he couldn’t clearly see Han Jiangque’s expression, making him more irritable.

Wen Ke quickly stood between the two of them, pressing down on Xu Jiale while saying to Han Jiangque in a serious tone, “Stop glaring. Let’s go upstairs quickly and check on Fu Xiaoyu.”

Han Jiangque finally calmed down. Ignoring Xu Jiale, he turned and ran upstairs.

Wen Ke, being pregnant and unable to walk too fast, followed behind. Xu Jiale crouched on the ground, feeling around for a while, but seeing the extent of the broken lenses, he simply gave up.

Room 207 was a deluxe single patient room, right next to the corridor. So, as soon as Han Jiangque reached the second floor, he pushed open the door directly.

Fu Xiaoyu was indeed lying inside, and the room was filled with a strong fragrance.

Han Jiangque always knew that Fu Xiaoyu’s pheromones were very sweet, but this was the first time he had smelled such a strong scent.

However, contrary to the scene he had imagined, Fu Xiaoyu, now in a hospital gown, was nestled in the bed, diligently peeling oranges.

Although it wasn’t easy to point out what was wrong, Han Jiangque felt that Fu Xiaoyu looked a bit more comfortable than he had imagined.

“Han Jiangque?”

Hearing the door, Fu Xiaoyu lifted his head in surprise. “Why are you here?”

“Coincidentally came here with Wen Ke for an injection. Xiaoyu, are you okay?” Han Jiangque hurriedly said.

Wen Ke and Xu Jiale also arrived from behind. When Fu Xiaoyu saw Xu Jiale’s face, there was still a shoe mark left by Wen Ke.

Fu Xiaoyu widened his round cat-like eyes. “Xu Jiale, what happened to you? Where are your glasses?”

“Ask your friend,” Xu Jiale retorted, glaring at Han Jiangque.

Han Jiangque also turned and gave Xu Jiale a fierce look, gritting his teeth. “I just saw the diagnosis report. Xu Jiale, what did you do to Xiaoyu?”

Unapologetically, Xu Jiale shot back, “You’ve seen the report anyway. Don’t you know what I did?”

Due to Xu Jiale’s attitude, Han Jiangque was once again angered, clenching his fists.

“Han Jiangque!” Fu Xiaoyu became anxious, sitting up straight. “Don’t…”

He paused for a moment and whispered, “It’s what I wanted.”

The room fell silent.

After a while, Wen Ke took a deep breath.

Han Jiangque, on the other hand, was completely stunned. He looked at Fu Xiaoyu in disbelief for a moment before finally saying hoarsely, “You?”

“I wanted it.”

Fu Xiaoyu didn’t hesitate, repeating seriously, “My heat suddenly came early. Yesterday, I asked Xu Jiale to help me.”

Han Jiangque suddenly felt his face heating up. He had a thousand questions in his mind, but after thinking for a while, he finally squeezed out a sentence, “But, it’s your first…”

He immediately stopped, seemingly realizing that this statement couldn’t be said in public. He quickly changed the topic, staring at Xu Jiale and saying, “Even if it’s what Xiaoyu wanted, couldn’t you be more careful? Don’t you know Omegas can feel pain?”

Xu Jiale remained silent, neither speaking nor refuting this time.

But Fu Xiaoyu spoke again, “Han Jiangque, it’s not Xu Jiale’s fault. As I said, it’s what I wanted…”

He paused, and a slight blush appeared on his fair face.

Although he cleverly used the same words to answer two questions, the latter obviously made him more embarrassed—.”

To reach this extent, of course, it was not just once, not just a bit.

“Xiaoyu, what are you talking about?”

Han Jiangque was completely dumbfounded. For him, he could only interpret it as Fu Xiaoyu defending Xu Jiale.

Without waiting for Fu Xiaoyu to answer, he walked into the restroom in the ward in frustration, presumably to digest this information.

However, Wen Ke, looking at Fu Xiaoyu sitting on the bed, suddenly felt the subtle implications in Omega’s calm response—

Xu Jiale, on the other hand, calmed down and ignored Han Jiangque. Instead, he walked over to Fu Xiaoyu and calmly said, “I’ll stay overnight here today. I’ll go home first to get spare glasses and prepare your toiletries. Do you need anything else?”

Fu Xiaoyu picked up a tissue to wipe the dirty marks on Xu Jiale’s face, then leaned back and whispered something very softly into the Alpha’s ear.

He seemed to be asking for a lot of things, speaking a long string.

Midway through, Xu Jiale raised his eyes and glared at him, saying sharply, “That’s enough.”

Then a scene that made Wen Ke widen his eyes happened.

Fu Xiaoyu neither retorted nor talked back. Instead, he just made a very small, very light sound next to Xu Jiale.

The soft sound pouring out of his nasal cavity was like a small feline making a purring noise to its owner.

Wen Ke could accept that Fu Xiaoyu had just openly admitted to wanting it.

Because Fu Xiaoyu was the kind of Omega who would never shirk responsibility, even in situations where he should be considered vulnerable.

But the scene before him truly surprised him.

Such a soft voice, such sparkling eyes.

As an Omega himself, Wen Ke instinctively understood what this meant—

The sexual activity that had occurred in the past two days should be close to magnificent, enough to iron out the pride and tension of this Omega.

This was simply a magical and unbelievable moment.

At this point, Xu Jiale whispered, “Do you still need crab pincers?”

“Yes.” Fu Xiaoyu nodded.

“Okay.” Xu Jiale sighed, took the car keys from the bedside, thought for a moment, and put them down again. Then he cursed angrily, “Damn it, everything looks blurry. I’ll take a taxi.”