Last Love chapter 81
After that incident, Wen Ke never brought up the matter of meeting Han Jiangque’s family again.
Before that, the two of them were deeply in love and seemed not to have cared about such things. However, even so, Wen Ke could vaguely sense from Han Jiangque’s words and expressions that he had a habit of wanting to completely seal off his family and background, avoiding any discussion about them.
Han Jiangque grew up in an extremely complex and difficult single-parent family.
During high school, Wen Ke witnessed several times the bruises on Han Jiangque’s back and arms caused by being whipped with a belt.
At that age, an Alpha like him could undoubtedly overpower his Omega father physically, as Han Jiangque was unmatched in fights outside, yet he never retaliated at home.
At the age of sixteen, Han Jiangque was as stubborn and strong-willed as a lone wolf. Even though he knew he couldn’t hide the truth from Wen Ke, he resolutely kept silent about the abuse at home.
At his most vulnerable moment, it was only that one night when he escaped, covered in injuries, with teary eyes, saying to Wen Ke, “Let’s run away. I don’t want to go to school, and I don’t want to go back home.”
Without hesitation, studious Wen Ke took the heavily injured young Alpha on his bicycle to see the sea, skipping an entire day of classes the next day.
That small summer escape was, for Wen Ke, actually a serious pledge, an early rehearsal—
It was also the moment he began to truly aspire to become strong, taking his young companion away from that detestable family.
However, at that time, he ultimately couldn’t fulfill that promise.
Even now, occasionally reminiscing about it, he still feels heartache as if a knife is twisting in his chest.
Thinking about their separation at that time, for Han Jiangque, it was like all hope had shattered, being thrown back into that dreadful home and endless nightmares.
After their reunion, Wen Ke also subtly inquired about that Omega uncle. Han Jiangque only replied with a simple statement, “We don’t contact each other much now.”
Han Jiangque vaguely mentioned that his Alpha father paid for his education in the United States. However, regarding the father who had never appeared in their lives, he maintained an attitude of reluctance to utter even a single word.
Now thinking about it, the family that could afford to buy a Land Rover for Han Jiangque during his studies should have been quite wealthy.
However, despite such favorable conditions, they abandoned Han Jiangque for so many years, letting him endure hardships in that barren northern town.
Wen Ke found it difficult to imagine the emotions Han Jiangque had gone through in these years. Even after returning to the family of his Alpha father, it probably wasn’t true happiness in the real sense.
To some extent, Wen Ke could understand Han Jiangque’s indescribable resistance. That’s why he had been thinking of taking things slowly.
Even now, he still wanted to protect the minefield of emotions for Han Jiangque. However, no matter how hard he tried, during this period, he seemed unable to be as calm and patient as before.
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Even Han Jiangque could tangibly feel Wen Ke’s emotional instability.
One late night, Wen Ke suddenly mentioned craving Häagen-Dazs champagne-flavored ice cream.
Han Jiangque initially didn’t take it seriously, considering the idea absurd in winter, especially given the late hour. So, he lay in bed with half-closed eyes, lazily saying, “Why eat ice cream in this cold weather?”
Wen Ke remained silent. After a while, he suddenly turned around and said again, “Han Xiaoque, I just want to eat ice cream.”
Every word from the Omega was pronounced very clearly. Although his expression seemed calm as usual, his tone appeared to be suppressing something.
Han Jiangque, somewhat confused, opened his eyes and tentatively asked, “Now? It’s already past eleven.”
Wen Ke didn’t reply. Instead, he lifted the blanket, sat up, and said slowly, “Then you go to sleep, I’ll go buy it myself.”
He was carrying two babies, and even in his pajamas, you could see his belly growing day by day. When he tried to stand up excitedly to put on clothes, he had to awkwardly support his waist to maintain balance.
Han Jiangque instantly became alert. He was wide awake, quickly getting up and embracing him.
Wen Ke looked up at him, biting his lip, refusing to speak. His light-colored eyes stared at him stubbornly.
Han Jiangque kept saying, “I’ll go, I’ll go. Xiao Ke, I won’t sleep, I’ll go buy it.”
Afraid that Wen Ke would refuse, he lifted the Omega horizontally, placed him back on the bed, covered him with a thick blanket, and quickly put on a sweater and pants for himself. He spoke while putting on his clothes, “I’ll go right away, I’ll be back soon, don’t worry.”
The 24-hour supermarket inside the Sega community was very small, and Han Jiangque didn’t expect much. However, to his surprise, there were still two boxes of Häagen-Dazs ice cream left. Without paying much attention, he quickly checked out.
Han Jiangque was really in a hurry. Even in this cold weather, he was sweating on his forehead. When he returned home, he brought the ice cream to the bedside like a precious treasure, thinking that Wen Ke would be happy immediately.
However, when Wen Ke opened the packaging, he stared at it for a long time.
“Xiao Ke, what’s wrong? Don’t want to eat?”
“Han Jiangque,” Wen Ke rubbed the ice cream packaging with his hands, then looked up at the Alpha, took a deep breath, and almost choked before saying, “I said I wanted champagne flavor. Did you not listen to what I said?”
Wen Ke’s nose turned red, not only because he was forcefully suppressing his emotions, but even his nostrils were trembling slightly. His eyes looking at him were filled with sadness.
He was genuinely upset.
Han Jiangque was dumbfounded.
“Xiao Ke…” He stood by the bed like a child who had done something wrong, stuttering and not daring to speak.
He forgot.
He forgot again.
Just like ten years ago when he left Wen Ke’s medical examination report in the drawer, he always seemed to forget.
“Don’t be sad.”
Han Jiangque cautiously, almost pleadingly, said in a low voice, “I’ll go buy it again, right now—very quickly, Xiao Ke, wait for me.”
He didn’t dare to wait for Wen Ke’s response, hastily ran out again.
Han Jiangque was like a wolf whose tail had been bitten, pressing the elevator button anxiously multiple times.
This time, he went directly to the underground parking lot to drive. When he gripped the steering wheel, his fingertips felt cold as if they were frozen, but he didn’t care.
His mind was blank, he couldn’t think of anything, just felt anxious, driving aimlessly along the street late at night. In this cold winter, there were already few places selling ice cream, and many stores were closed at this late hour. Han Jiangque had to go from one 7-11 to another like a headless fly.
Only at the sixth 7-11 along the way did Han Jiangque find the champagne flavor that Wen Ke wanted. He was ecstatic, bought it, and hurriedly drove back to the Sega community. Then he took the elevator and only now felt the piercing cold.
The bag containing the ice cream was cold in his hands, his legs were cold, and he blew on his palms to warm them up.
As soon as he opened the door at home, he saw Wen Ke sitting on the wool carpet in the living room, legs crossed, holding a phone, looking up at him.
“What’s wrong?” Han Jiangque was suddenly startled.
He quickly walked over, crouched beside Wen Ke, and awkwardly touched his face with his hands, asking repeatedly, “Is there anything wrong? Does your stomach hurt?”
“Han Xiaoque…”
The Omega’s voice trembled weakly, like a fawn calling out.
“I’m here,” Han Jiangque was anxious, sweating on his forehead. He looked at Wen Ke’s face and asked, “Tell me quickly, is something hurting?”
“I’m sorry.”
Wen Ke forcefully sniffed, suddenly hugged the tall Alpha, saying, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry… I don’t know what happened to me today. I just wanted to eat this ice cream. I’m so annoying, Han Xiaoque, I’m sorry, I’m unreasonable. I regretted it as soon as you left, and I wanted to call you, but you didn’t bring your phone.”
He apologized while hurriedly tucking Han Jiangque’s hands into his warm embrace.
The more Han Jiangque touched Wen Ke’s freezing skin, the more uncomfortable he felt. Wen Ke continued speaking with guilt, “I just wanted to wait for you at the door. But as soon as I went out, my foot cramped again, and I… I was so anxious. I’m sorry, did you catch a cold? I shouldn’t have thrown a tantrum.”
He spoke with a hint of shyness, and his face turned red. His round face, wearing fluffy pajamas, appeared more chubby than before. Sitting there unable to get up due to cramps, his originally slender waist now seemed a bit clumsy.
This was certainly not Wen Ke’s most beautiful appearance.
Being in such a mess during pregnancy, both physically and with sudden whims, uncontrollable emotions.
Everything was in a mess.
However, for some reason, at that moment, an infinite tenderness suddenly surged in Han Jiangque’s heart.
In fact, he had another half of a sentence behind, but he felt embarrassed and chose not to say it out loud—
He liked Wen Ke being unreasonably angry with him.
The pregnant Omega strangely made him feel incredibly softhearted.
The slightly bulging belly held his flesh and blood, making Wen Ke clumsy, sensitive, and distressed, yet he could only endure it, enduring for the sake of giving birth to their babies.
Looking back now, the emotional satisfaction and the pleasure of sex seemed to be two sides of the same coin—
There were such unfavorable factors in human genes, and the ultimate purpose of sex was reproduction. It turned out that having an Omega give birth to a child could indeed provide a dual stimulation of sensation and psychology.
It was as if he had suddenly gained insight, experiencing for the first time the secret joy of being a male.
This joy was undoubtedly selfish, but it also gave birth to a certain sense of responsibility inherent in his nature.
Han Jiangque was immaturely exuberant, yet at the same time, he couldn’t help but force himself to reveal a mature demeanor. In this tug-of-war, he seemed to strangely grow a bit.