Chapter 51.1

The girl’s sudden movement was unexpected, and the slap echoed through half of the cabin.

Chu Yang was stunned, his eyes widened in shock. He had never experienced such humiliation before. His tall figure rose from his seat.

Using the advantage of his Alpha physique, he loomed over the girl, almost trapping her with nowhere to escape. The girl’s expression showed that she thought Chu Yang might kill her. She raised her phone in fear, trying to stay calm as she prepared to record, “Think carefully! I’m an Omega! Go ahead and touch me!”

Chu Yang sneered, “Someone like me touching you is a privilege, do you know that, you ugly freak?!”

The girl was clearly not one to be easily intimidated. She shouted, feigning bravery, “If you come closer, I’ll record you and post it online for everyone to see! Don’t think I won’t do it!”

Chu Yang, spoiled and pampered all his life, could not tolerate such defiance.

“Hahaha! This is hilarious! Aren’t Omegas just breeding machines? What gives you the right to act superior?” Chu Yang’s head throbbed painfully, his memories from the past few years muddled, as if he was back in his youth. He felt agitated, blurting out his true, unfiltered thoughts.

At that moment, he had no idea what he was saying. The words that came from his mouth were not thought-out.

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Chu Yang’s heart pounded like a drum. Though he had no recollection of this particular face, he wondered why his heart was racing.

The increasing aversion clashed with the undeniable attraction he felt, creating a tumult within him. As he thought about it, he realized he had fallen in love at first sight!

Yet at the same time, he thought, Damn, this Omega looks so repulsive in every way.

Why were such extreme emotions intertwined?

“You, what’s your name?” Chu Yang asked with difficulty, wanting to possess the person in front of him but feeling waves of revulsion.

“Me?” Gu Xi stared at Chu Yang for a moment, then smiled. “Lei Feng number 2.”

He was reminded of the man who had helped Guan Hongyi without leaving a name. Gu Xi hadn’t found that person, but he had always been grateful.¹Refers to the name Rong Jing used back in Chapter 7.

The glass had indeed been tampered with, and sure enough, there was something on its surface.

From Chu Yang’s current state, was it memory loss, or something even more devious?

Gu Xi silently rejoiced that he hadn’t drunk it, having dodged a bullet. Yet, he was anxious about whether he could avoid another trap next time.

Snap. Snap.

The surrounding passengers couldn’t help but aim their cameras at the two. This flight was so thrilling, with all sorts of dramatic showdowns. Even Gu Xi was part of it!

Gu Xi’s actions earned him a lot of goodwill. No wonder this Omega was so popular.

Chu Yang, lost in thought, seemed oblivious to the open anger directed at him. Instead, he was fixated on Gu Xi.

Not only did he not hold Gu Xi accountable, he also kept asking for Gu Xi’s name. Unfortunately, Gu Xi was impenetrable, and with Chu Yang having offended the entire cabin, no one was willing to tell him who this person was.

The girl beside him requested to move seats further away. Before leaving, she cast a contemptuous glance at Chu Yang and thanked Gu Xi earnestly.

After disembarking, Chu Yang couldn’t find Gu Xi anywhere.

He could only retrieve his luggage from the conveyor belt and head to the hotel he had booked via his phone. Along the way, he endured his headache while checking his phone. He had even forgotten his passcode but was fortunately able to unlock it using his fingerprint.

To his surprise, the photos in his phone were of the person he had just fallen for at first sight, mostly taken surreptitiously. He also found chat messages with his cousin. In their conversation, he complained about how slow Uncle Wu was in getting the contract signed and asked if there were any alternatives or semi-finished products that could be delivered to the airport within an hour.

Under his threats, his cousin had a semi-finished product delivered by her assistant, though she told him that she couldn’t guarantee its effects.

Could it be that he had accidentally taken it himself, causing his current headache?

While Chu Yang was piecing together his lost memories, Gu Xi asked if he could buy the tampered champagne flute from a flight attendant. Because she was a fan, the flight attendant refused to take the money, and after consulting the captain, agreed to give it to Gu Xi, hoping he’d continue to fly with their airline.

The matter ended amicably, and Gu Xi placed the glass in a clear bag, planning to take it back for testing.

Gu Xi’s expression was somber, having not heard Chu Yang’s inner thoughts since then.

After disembarking, his manager collected their luggage while Gu Xi hurried to his next engagement. 

Since his agent Yang Qi treated him merely as a cash cow, Gu Xi had personally arranged a photoshoot with a local fashion magazine immediately after landing.

He had no intention of posting on Weibo. There have been enough trending topics about him lately. The audience would get aesthetic fatigue, not wanting to see the same celebrity constantly in the spotlight.

Gu Xi understood the principle of moderation and planned to keep a low profile for a while, though things often didn’t go as planned.

While taking airport photos, he multitasked, awakening his other personality, Gu Feng. He wasn’t sure of the exact effects of that drug earlier, but there might be a next time.

Gu Feng was a name Gu Xi chose because his alternate personality was too wild and unruly.

As a child, he thought, with such a wild personality, he might as well call him Gu Feng.

Gu Feng: I’ll take care of him for you.

Gu Xi: No, you’re too impulsive, you always end up almost breaking the law in some way or another. Last time, we almost got caught by him.

This ‘him’ felt like a secret code, but they both knew who they were talking about.

Gu Feng: The real issue here is the latter, am I right? You don’t want him knowing that you’re sick in the head?

Gu Xi: Shut up. I’m just warning you. If something bad happens to me, you, at least, have to stay clear-headed.

Gu Feng: You’re overthinking things. You handled the problem well this time. The guy doesn’t even remember who you are.

Gu Xi,  pondering: You’re underestimating the situation. It doesn’t hurt to be careful. Haven’t we learned enough from the previous incidents?

It always seemed like these perverted lunatics had a luck buff, always managing to turn the tide no matter how dire things seemed at first for them. They were like the darlings of fate, and Gu Xi couldn’t afford to let his guard down.

The two personalities bickered for a while, neither willing to yield. Gu Xi finished his shooting activities and turned off the phone’s airplane mode. Immediately, he received a message from Rong Jing, asking if he had arrived.

The two finally called for a truce.

Gu Xi replied to Rong Jing, reassuring him of his safe arrival. Recalling their slightly awkward parting, Gu Xi added: I heard the night view here looks great. You up for a video call tonight?

Rong Jing didn’t reply immediately. While waiting, Gu Xi joined the rest of the crew in the car provided by the Film Festival. They would all stay in the same hotel, with today being for rest and tomorrow for the opening ceremony and the much-anticipated red carpet event.

Gu Xi felt distracted.

Director Liu Yu assumed he was nervous about the upcoming award show and said, “Don’t overthink it. Just go in with the mindset that you won’t win anything. There are five foreign films in the competition, and given these award shows’ usual attitude towards Chinese films, we’re just here to make up the numbers.”

It was rare for a director to speak so bluntly, but it reflected the current plight of Chinese movies—trapped within its own barriers and unable to break through, due to both external prejudice and internal issues.

Gu Xi wasn’t thinking that deeply about the current event. He was more concerned with the growing patches on his arm, scratching at them involuntarily.

Earlier, when deboarding, Chu Yang had taken advantage of the crowded conditions to brush against him multiple times. Chu Yang seemed to believe his good looks gave him a free pass to do anything, getting close to Gu Xi whenever possible. Though Gu Xi had retaliated, his previously stable allergic reaction flared up again.

The itching was unbearable. Normally, Gu Xi wasn’t so sensitive. Accidental touches were fine, and physical contact during acting was manageable.

Perhaps the series of unpleasant encounters with Chu Yang had increased his stress, causing his allergy to flare up like a tidal wave in response to the Alpha contact.

In this kind of situation, only having a matched Alpha nearby could alleviate the symptoms. However, Gu Xi and Rong Jing were practically an ocean apart.

Seeing Gu Xi’s current condition, his body full of faint red patches extending from his arms to neck, the crew was understandably alarmed. When they suggested he see a doctor immediately, Gu Xi shook his head, “Oh, it’s nothing new. Probably because it’s a bit cold here. I’ll be fine in a while.”

Internally, he was frantic, wondering if he should take some inhibitors. However, since this was a psychological reaction to the repulsive contact, inhibitors probably wouldn’t help.

“Cold?” Mo Dian suddenly remembered something and took out an unfamiliar package. Rong Jing had asked him to collect this package from the transfer station earlier, saying it contained items prepared for Gu Xi.

Mo Dian didn’t know what it was but dared not disobey the formidable Alpha’s orders. He immediately brought it out.

After he opened it, he pulled out a wool scarf for Gu Xi.

As Gu Xi took the scarf, he caught a familiar scent. He looked inside the package, finding hand warmers, a Kindle, gloves, knee pads, headphones…

“Who, who gave you this?” He had thought the package was just one of the things that Mo Dian brought himself.

No one noticed that Gu Xi’s voice was trembling, his initial panic slowly being replaced by a creeping warmth.

“That friend of yours who came to see you off…” Mo Dian whispered to Gu Xi.

Gu Xi’s fingers tightened around the scarf as he buried his face in it, breathing in the familiar scent, swallowing back his sobs.

With the matching pheromones easing his symptoms, he finally felt a bit more comfortable.

Gu Xi felt a dancing figure on the top of his heart, spinning wildly again.

To stop his thoughts from wandering, he focused on something related to Rong Jing to calm his emotions. He opened the fansite, checked some of the fans’ posts, and then visited the university forum.

There he found several trending posts.

#Once I Ignored You, Now I Can’t Reach Your Level!#

#The Prodigal Omega Who Turned His Back, RJ, Will You Still Accept?#

#Will RJ Come Tonight? QY is Turning into Stone!#

#Someone Notify RJ, Does He Even Know About This?#

Although Gu Xi hadn’t checked the posts yet, the heat of the posts and the comments gave him a rough idea of what they were about. He knew RJ was the abbreviation for Rong Jing, and most forum users used abbreviations to avoid being too obvious.

But what about QY…

Gu Xi immediately thought of someone, an Omega with a long history of emotional entanglement with Rong Jing. Rong Jing had done many, many things for that person.

His heart was in turmoil. After hesitating for a while, he clicked on one of the live streams.

The stream was titled ‘I’m like a tiny star, always waiting for my moon. Will you come tonight?’

The number of viewers was steadily increasing.

On the screen, under the black night sky, rows of heart-shaped candles were laid out. A slender figure stood at the center of the candles, surrounded by students from the Film Academy, chatting, taking pictures or making a fuss.

The person in the middle, looking like a delicate flower, smiled shyly, “Don’t make fun of me. He might not even want to forgive me.”

Everyone around him saw his gentle and pitiful expression, feeling sad as if their hearts were about to break. Which Alpha could bear to see him sad? They immediately comforted him.

“You are the flower of our department! Be confident!”

“You can definitely win him back!”

“He’s not blind! He might even be planning a surprise for you right now, don’t worry!”

Gu Xi’s face turned pale bit by bit.

If he were Rong Jing, and the Omega he had longed for suddenly had a change of heart and was preparing something meticulously and romantically for him, would he go?

Gu Xi thought: Of course, he would.