Last Love chapter 132

Wen Ke’s contractions started much earlier than expected, perhaps due to the twins. In the early morning, as the contractions began, they were exceptionally intense.

The first stage of labor for the first pregnancy was very long. The Han family had sent him to the same hospital as Han Jiangque, into a VIP ward. Han Zhan, the eldest and second brothers, all came. By the afternoon, Fu Xiaoyu and Xu Jiale also hurried back. A large group of people crowded in the hospital corridor, and at this moment, Wen Ke’s labor had not fully opened yet. The torment of repeatedly opening the birth canal had already lasted for six or seven hours.

Apparently, the first childbirth for an Omega would undoubtedly be very difficult.

Fu Xiaoyu, being an Omega, wouldn’t stimulate the delicate pregnant Omega with pheromones, so he was the only one allowed to accompany Wen Ke.

Seeing Wen Ke lying on the hospital bed, Fu Xiaoyu’s eyes couldn’t help but become sore.

Although there were several nurses accompanying him in the delivery room, Wen Ke still appeared very lonely. He curled up on the large bed, pale, sweating profusely from the pain. The pain started with a few minutes apart, then every few tens of seconds.

It was as if a rough hand was repeatedly squeezing his birth canal, and even the resilient Omega couldn’t withstand such agony.

Wen Ke was in too much pain, too eager for the scent of his Alpha. This desire and attachment made him unable to help but sob.

“I want Han Jiangque.”

With his cry, a nurse rushed over, lifted the blanket to check the situation, and solemnly said, “The birth canal has opened. The Omega has entered the second stage of labor. Except for his Alpha, everyone else must leave.”

Fu Xiaoyu had no choice but to stand up.

Wen Ke seemed to sense something. Clutching the sheet tightly, his legs trembled. He looked at Fu Xiaoyu, knowing that Fu Xiaoyu couldn’t do anything. He could only cry out repeatedly, “I want Han Jiangque, Xiaoyu, did he wake up? Did he wake up?”

Outside, Han Zhan vaguely heard the movement, and his forehead broke out in a cold sweat with anxiety. He couldn’t remember how he felt when he became a father for the first time, but even when he became a grandfather for the first time, he was never this nervous.

Wen Ke no longer had parents and was the only Omega deeply connected to his youngest son in this world. He cared for Wen Ke, partly because Wen Ke loved the Han family, and partly seemed to be from his own heart—

This was a very good Omega.

He hoped this Omega would live well.

As Fu Xiaoyu had no time to say anything, he was hastily driven out by the nurse. When the door closed again—

He heard Wen Ke let out a helpless sob.

“Did Han Jiangque wake up?”

A strong scent of fresh grass wafted through, even reaching the people in the corridor.

The Omega about to give birth began emitting an unprecedented intense fragrance. This would be the peak of Wen Ke’s lifetime pheromone concentration.

And this marked Omega was in the moment of life where he craved and needed his Alpha the most.

…

Han Jiangque felt like he had a long dream.

It was a very strange dream. The season in the dream seemed to be winter because he always felt very cold.

He spent a long time walking. The space in the dream was always dark, pitch-black darkness where you couldn’t see your own hand. At the end of the darkness was still darkness.

As he walked, there was a moment when he suddenly realized that he wasn’t walking on a flat straight line but descending a staircase.

Endless stairs, one after another, an endless staircase immersed in darkness—

Was he trapped?

He felt scared, so he started running. However, running until his legs were weak, the stairs were still endless.

The moment he fell and sat on the step, he suddenly realized that when he looked up, there was a small vent above, and outside the vent was a faint light. But when he tried to get close to the vent, the front turned into eternal darkness again.

So he had to sit down. When he sat down, he suddenly knew where this was—

This was Jincheng, the dark corridor of Wen Ke’s house.

Ten years ago, on that summer day when Wen Ke left, his emotions were so bad that his memories became confused.

There were several days when he couldn’t distinguish whether he was in reality or a dream.

Several times, he woke up suddenly in the middle of the night, only to find himself curled up in the corridor, soaked all over, with only the tiny vent showing a glimpse of light.

It seemed like it was always raining outside. In the loud sound of pouring rain, he cried quietly by himself for a long time, crying until he was tired, and then fell into a deep sleep in the dirty corridor.

Did he go back?

Han Jiangque thought seriously. Was it a dream?

In fact, he had never woken up; he had been staying in the dark corridor of that sixteen-year-old year.

The reunion and love with Wen Ke, was all the happiness during this time just an incredibly long dream?

Then what about him…

Is he still alive?

When this thought suddenly came up, Han Jiangque felt a chilling sensation all over his body.

Real fear came at this moment, at the moment when he began to doubt his own existence—

Had he died in that sixteen-year-old year?

When a person’s brain begins to believe that they are no longer alive, the remaining trace of consciousness seems to dissipate. All memories from this period begin to shake and shatter at this moment.

Wen Ke’s face, Wen Ke’s smile, Wen Ke’s gentle breath, all left him.

He lowered his head, but found that his hands, feet, and body gradually became transparent. He was a nonexistent ghost.

“No—” He screamed in the dark dream:

His scream didn’t sound like a human but more like the howl of a young wolf.

At this moment of despair, a scarf suddenly floated in from the small vent.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the scarf. The touch was furry and prickly; it was a giraffe-patterned scarf with a faint scent of fresh grass.

He couldn’t wait to tie the scarf around his neck. At the moment of tying the scarf, the whole world suddenly changed.

Han Jiangque leaped from the small vent.

He didn’t know how he did it. How could a person jump out from such a small vent? But he did it, maybe he really was a little wolf.

The dream seemed to be suddenly colored by someone with crayons. The world became bright because someone blew a huge bubble of sweet syrup. The sky was clear blue, and the earth was a golden field.

He ran happily with the warm giraffe scarf.

He didn’t know where to go, but for some reason, he felt that the scarf knew.

The scarf was so long, tied around his neck with a knot, wrapping him warmly, as if Wen Ke was gently hugging him.

Everywhere was the scent of fresh grass, and the fragrance became more and more intense. He ran while sniffing—

He knew it was the scent of Wen Ke’s pheromones.

He knew, Wen Ke must be at the end guided by the scarf!

He ran with the scarf, ran past the swamp at night, jumped over the moon hanging on the mountaintop. Every road was drawn with crayons at will, and sometimes it rained, sometimes the sweet sun hung in the sky.

The scarf became longer and longer, like it had no end.

He ran until he was exhausted, until he couldn’t run anymore, and then the scarf suddenly fell from his neck.

The giraffe-patterned scarf, with time, gradually became larger and larger.

One end floated into the sky, and the other flew forward along the golden field. The entire world seemed to be spread out by the scarf, with light brown patterns, and a furry texture.

Han Jiangque suddenly understood—

That wasn’t a scarf.

He was running on the body of a giraffe. He shuttled through the giraffe’s fur, climbed over the giraffe’s hilly belly like a drawn crayon dream world—

That is the body of a giraffe.

Han Jiangque slowly lifted his head, and in the sky, a giant giraffe was looking down at him, smiling gently.

That should be a giraffe in the midst of giving birth.

…

In the central hospital of City H, two nurses were pushing a tall Alpha sitting in a wheelchair through a long corridor, rushing.

“Faster, faster,” the Alpha’s voice was incredibly hoarse.

When the wheelchair was pushed to the door of the special ward in the O maternity ward, everyone stared blankly at the slender Alpha in a patient gown. Han Zhan’s body trembled with excitement, he stood up unsteadily, but couldn’t say a word.

Fu Xiaoyu’s eyes were red, but he also remained silent.

Han Jiangque didn’t have time to look at anyone. After a long period of coma, his limbs were in a state of no strength, only his brain was unusually clear. He had heard Wen Ke’s sobbing from the delivery room, smelled the sweet grassy fragrance on Wen Ke, and anxiously shouted, “Open the door—let me in quickly.”

No one stopped him.

Everyone knew that the Omega in labor inside finally awaited his Alpha.

In the delivery room, Wen Ke’s legs were spread wide, weakly lying on the bed.

The process of his delivery was exceptionally painful. Even though he had been pushing hard for over an hour, the head of the first child had yet to come out. Every time he exerted force, it was an intense pain.

After dozens of efforts, his face was covered in cold sweat, and he had no strength left.

And it was at this moment that the door of the delivery room opened.

Wen Ke opened his eyes laboriously, propped up his body, and stared blankly at the man being pushed in a wheelchair by the nurse—

High bridge of the nose, thin lips, and those world’s most beautiful pitch-black eyes.

That was… vivid Han Jiangque.

“Vivid.”

This term appeared in his mind because for a moment, he even thought he was hallucinating.

But immediately after, he knew it wasn’t.

His heart beat fiercely, his glands spasmed; this was the palpitation that only marked Omega and Alpha could feel, a resonance from the depths of the soul.

The intense pain was alleviated at that moment.

“Han Jiangque…”

While Wen Ke cried and spoke, Han Jiangque had already been pushed to the bedside by the nurse.

The Alpha’s hands trembled as if to lift, but even that simple movement was impossible. He could only convey his feelings through the trembling of his fingertips.

“Wen Ke…”

Han Jiangque said in a hoarse voice, pressing his face tightly against Wen Ke’s cool face. “I’m back, ge. I’m here by your side.”

Wen Ke had to exert force again to squeeze the baby out of his body. He bit Han Jiangque’s ear and lips fiercely, choking and saying, “Han Jiangque, I, I’m in so much pain. I can’t do it anymore—uh, I, I really don’t want to give birth. Can’t I stop?”

Han Jiangque, faced with his beloved Omega, looked at Wen Ke with such intensity, an almost greedy, not missing any milliseconds, hot gaze.

The Omega in labor was pale due to pain, with face and eyelashes wet from sweat, even the skin at the corners of the eyes was wrinkled from soaking.

Such a miserable appearance, yet it was so real and primitive that it clenched Han Jiangque’s entire heart.

This was his little giraffe.

The breath on Wen Ke’s body, the life about to be born in his abdomen, were all connected to his bone and blood.

They were eternal bonds in his life.

In this world, only the Alpha and Omega who experienced this moment together could be called as having crossed the ultimate of life.

At the final moment, Wen Ke let out a long roar—

Immediately after, a loud cry echoed in the delivery room.

Their little baby had finally cried and descended to the world.

Han Jiangque was stunned, staring blankly at the nurse holding the wet, wrinkled, and bloodied little thing—

It’s only as big as a corn kernel.

Han Jiangque’s mind buzzed.

Is this their little snow?

As soon as Han Jiangxue came out, the second birth was much easier. In almost just over ten minutes, Wen Nian also arrived in the world with a loud cry.

“Two beautiful little boys.”

Han Jiangque vaguely heard the doctor say this.

The delivery room was bustling with noise – cries, people talking – and the exhausted Wen Ke almost instantly fainted.

The following events seemed chaotic. The family waiting outside couldn’t hold back anymore upon hearing the babies’ cries. After getting permission, Han Zhan, several older brothers, Xu Jiale and Fu Xiaoyu rushed in.

In a daze, Han Jiangque even saw the figure of Nie Xiaolou, but he couldn’t think about it at all.

The babies naturally received unanimous attention from the elders. Han Zhan, Nie Xiaolou, and several older brothers surrounded the two little ones, asking each other, “Which one is Xiaoxue? Which one is Niannian?”

Han Zhan smiled happily. He rarely showed such emotions, but at this moment, he couldn’t help it. He repeatedly said to the two little ones, whose features couldn’t be clearly distinguished, “Good, good, looks like Xiaoque.”

However, as a father, Han Jiangque stayed by Wen Ke’s side without paying attention to the babies. Although his arms were weak due to prolonged unconsciousness, he still tried his best to wrap around his Omega.

Lowering his head, he kissed Wen Ke’s sweaty forehead, like a small animal licking the fur of its beloved.

Han Zhan only reacted now, cautiously approaching the bedside and asking softly, “Is Xiao Ke okay? How’s your body?”

Of course, he cared about Wen Ke.

It’s just that, almost like all Alpha parents, their attention was irresistibly drawn to the babies in the first moments.

“He’s exhausted.”

Han Jiangque said.

He didn’t raise his head, his gaze still persistently fixed on the face of his Omega.

In fact, it was only at that moment that he felt the resonance between Alpha and Omega, reaching directly to the soul.

Even without anyone telling him, he already knew—they had completed the bond while he was unconscious.

Han Jiangque knew that in the darkest moment of his dream, his consciousness was really on the verge of dissipating. If left unchecked, he would fall into a permanent coma.

But the scarf that floated in from the vent saved him.

Of course, it wasn’t a scarf.

It was the mark of Wen Ke and him, gently tied around his neck—

“Little wolf, how are our babies…?”

At this moment, Wen Ke finally woke up from a brief shock, weakly asking in his arms.

“Good, both good, especially healthy, and their cries are loud.”

Han Jiangque’s voice was also gentle. In the messy delivery room, they seemed to be whispering secrets.

Wen Ke raised his head, smiling gently at him. “That’s good.”

His eyebrows were curved, his eyes were curved, and his sweaty forehead was dotted with droplets. Then, he quietly buried his face in Han Jiangque’s embrace.

Han Jiangque couldn’t express how beautiful that expression was.

The Omega who had just given birth to his babies smiled at him. This was probably the gentlest expression in the world.

Wen Ke sighed, weakly grabbing Han Jiangque’s hand. As he had been doing secretly during these days, he closed his eyes, murmuring softly, “I’m so tired, I want to sleep.”

“Sleep.” Han Jiangque said softly. He instinctively felt Wen Ke’s mood, and then earnestly added, “Sleep. I’ve been here, always here.”

Only then did Wen Ke relax, slowly closing his eyes.

The whole world quieted down, and all the noise gradually seemed to fade away.

Someone tied a small wind chime to the window of the delivery room, and a gentle night breeze blew, making a tinkling sound.

June 28th.

The first day of the newborns Han Jiangxue and Wen Nian entering this world.

Of course, it was also the beginning of a new era.