WT Chapter 2

Chapter 2 Returning Home, Ink-black hair, long and narrow eyes full of gravity and abstinence…

Wen Shixi turned his head to look at Cheng Xuan’s face upon hearing this.

Cheng Xuan leaned slightly forward, moving closer to Wen Shixi: “I believe that with your strength, you will one day be able to sit in the Golden Hall.”

The Cheng family is a musical family, though not as well-off as Wen Shixi’s family, he was confident he could take care of Wen Shixi, whether it was like before at school or anywhere in the world.

The two did not turn on the lights; at this moment, only moonlight poured into the living room.

In the dim light, Wen Shixi’s eyes reflected Cheng Xuan’s serious face.

As far as Wen Shixi was concerned, whether as a symphony conductor or as a friend, Cheng Xuan was almost impeccable.

Except that he always vaguely felt that Cheng Xuan seemed to like him.

“I’m not going,” Wen Shixi said, tilting his head slightly to relax against the cushion.

His expression was distant, his contours starting from the lip line downwards, undulating all the way, the same color as the spotless moonlight, yet possessing an enchanting beauty that invited reverie.

Wen Shixi: “You know me, I’m used to being scattered, I only practice when I want to, and I only accept work when I want to. With this attitude, why should I sit in the Golden Hall? Although I don’t plan to work hard, I still have this much self-awareness.”

Wen Shixi was always like this, not lacking money or suitors, so he didn’t need to put in extra effort to do anything, and there was nothing he wanted.

He didn’t care about anything, so he was beautiful and free.

Cheng Xuan thought for a moment, gradually revealing a helpless smile.

Cheng Xuan knew Wen Shixi would not go with him; if he wasn’t leaving, even today’s temporary marking wouldn’t have happened.

He was just momentarily blinded by the person in front of him, or perhaps his mind was controlled by the marking not long ago, that he would ask such a pointless question.

In the inexplicable silence, Wen Shixi looked at Cheng Xuan’s hesitant face and gently pursed his lips.

Wen Shixi didn’t care about Cheng Xuan’s subtle disappointment at this moment, but his glands were still a little sore, wanting some pheromones.

“Cheng Xuan, I’m still a little uncomfortable.”

Cheng Xuan frowned upon hearing this, suppressing the depression in his heart, and got up to face Wen Shixi.

He gently reached out, grabbed Wen Shixi’s shoulder, and with a little force, pulled him to his front.

He gently embraced Wen Shixi’s body from behind, alpha pheromones slowly emitting, tangling for a moment, filling the omega’s craving body.

Wen Shixi closed his eyes gently, smelling the vanilla scent on Cheng Xuan.

The warm embrace from the alpha behind him was very warm, the pale pleasure of consciousness being dominated by pheromones magnified in the piano music, spreading out a complex unhappiness that was both satisfying and even more thirsty.

Wen Shixi hated heat, and hated even more his incurable Pheromone Imbalance Disorder.

But precisely because he was the most inferior omega, the heat’s feverishness was very slight, accompanied by severe pain, allowing him to barely maintain his sanity during heat.

For him, the torment at the end of each month was less like heat and more like an illness.

Cheng Xuan raised his hand and gently stroked the top of Wen Shixi’s furrowed brow, gently and restrained.

Time stood still in the moonlight, as if frozen.

Gradually, until the pain in Wen Shixi’s body gradually disappeared, leaving only a faint burning sensation.

At this moment, a soft vibration suddenly appeared.

Wen Shixi frowned, took out his phone from his pocket, and looked at the content on the caller ID.

An unfamiliar number seemed impolite at such a late hour.

Wen Shixi thought for a moment, his eyes gradually unfocused in the vibration, and finally he picked up the phone after some hesitation.

As it connected, an eager yet suppressed voice instantly came from the receiver.

“Hello, Shixi! It’s me.”

The person speaking seemed to be anxiously waiting by the phone, having endured for a long time, finally waiting for the moment the call connected.

In an instant, Wen Shixi heard clearly who the owner of the voice was, and his handsome face immediately wrinkled together.

He instantly sobered up, took the phone away from his ear, held it in front of his eyes, and looked at the string of unfamiliar numbers again.

Here it comes again… It’s endless.

How many phone numbers does this person have? He’s already blacklisted more than a dozen, right?

Wen Shixi paused, then simply and neatly handed the phone to Cheng Xuan beside him: “Answer it for me.”

As he spoke, he pinched his sore eyebrows and said to Cheng Xuan, “Just tell him not to call again.”

Cheng Xuan had long been accustomed to such things.

He re-embraced Wen Shixi with one hand and took the phone with the other.

“Hello, hello.”

“Who I am is not important, but Shixi said he hopes you won’t call again.”

“I also hope you won’t call and disturb us.”

Although Cheng Xuan’s voice was gentle, Wen Shixi could still hear the questioning from the other end of the phone in the silence.

Before long, Cheng Xuan saw that communication was impossible, so he had to hang up.

Cheng Xuan’s tone was helpless: “What trouble did you cause again?”

Mentioning this matter gave Wen Shixi a terrible headache.

“There was a little accident last month that allowed this person to mark me a second time.”

But clearly it was all agreed upon in advance, yet afterwards he kept calling and pestering him, it was simply inexplicable.

Cheng Xuan’s arm stiffened slightly upon hearing this.

He knew that Wen Shixi’s differentiation into an omega was a special situation, and from then on, every time he went into heat, his body would be in excruciating pain, and only an alpha’s pheromones could help him pass through it smoothly.

But Wen Shixi would never let the same alpha mark him twice, each alpha was like a prop, used and discarded by this seemingly harmless omega.

“Twice?” Cheng Xuan’s voice was hesitant, looking at the phone in his hand, “Is he any different from others?”

Wen Shixi’s tone was cold: “No, it was just an accident at the time, and I couldn’t find another alpha.”

But it seemed that that person, like Cheng Xuan, had misunderstood, thinking that he was different from others in Wen Shixi’s heart, and therefore kept pestering him endlessly.

Cheng Xuan: “He sounds very angry, I’m leaving tomorrow, so I’ll be a little worried.”

“You can leave with peace of mind.” Wen Shixi leaned in the arms of the person behind him, but the words that came out of his thin lips were extremely heartless: “Or soon, you’ll become annoying too.”

He was truly disgusted by those strange possessive desires of alphas.

Cheng Xuan chuckled and gently rubbed Wen Shixi’s hair with one hand.

Wen Shixi felt the warmth from the gentle palm, squinted his eyes comfortably, and leaned back quietly.

Time flowed quietly in the piano music, and as his breathing gradually calmed, the discomfort in Wen Shixi’s body dissipated little by little.

After returning to normal, the leaping music also seemed to become gentler, making Wen Shixi slowly feel a little sleepy.

In a tacit understanding, the person behind him seemed to notice this and planned to leave at the appropriate time.

But in the end, Cheng Xuan hesitated for a long time and still spoke softly.

“Shixi, before I leave, can you play a piece for me?”

In the dimness, Wen Shixi slowly opened his eyes, his gaze moved slightly, looking at the piano not far away.

The teddy bear leaned into the corner of the edge of his vision, and Wen Shixi tilted his head slightly, making gentle eye contact with it.

After a moment, Wen Shixi removed the arms around him.

He stood up from the sofa, still holding the very cold bottle of mineral water in his hand.

“I’m sleepy, just leave,” Wen Shixi said softly, standing by the sofa, “I haven’t congratulated you yet, you can go to Vienna to serve as the Resident Conductor of the Laisen Symphony Orchestra.”

That was the dream capital of all classical musicians, their golden hall.

Cheng Xuan’s eyes, which had been chasing upwards, gradually dimmed upon hearing this.

As a conductor, Cheng Xuan naturally knew very well that the piano did not belong to the symphony orchestra.

Even if there were various concertos, it was only a temporary fusion.

Just like tonight, before he left, he seemingly, temporarily possessed the person he liked.

“Okay,” Cheng Xuan said, “Thank you.”

Wen Shixi started walking, saying as he walked: “There are alpha appeasement drugs in the medicine cabinet, if you feel uncomfortable or something is wrong, take one before you leave.”

As he spoke, Wen Shixi walked to the bedroom door.

In the moonlight, he looked back at Cheng Xuan.

Even though they were good friends for seven years, Wen Shixi was still efficient.

Still throwing away after use.

“Cheng Xuan, bon voyage.”

–

Late-night airport, a night flight arrives in Linggang.

The arrival floor of the airport was brightly lit, and the staff who had come to greet them gradually took their positions.

The fluorescent lights shone on the marble floor tiles, emitting patches of cold light.

One person sat in the VIP waiting room, and after receiving a notification text message, got up from the sofa and waited quietly in the passage.

Before long, several figures walked slowly from the end of the passage.

The person in the lead was wearing a long, dark gray wool coat, surrounded by a strong sense of coldness, like a silent and dim sea surface, containing a full undercurrent.

Under the ink-black hair, the long and narrow eyes were full of gravity and abstinence, and the face was cold and handsome, revealing a high and above noble temperament.

From afar, the man was full of vigor, with several assistants following beside him, exuding a forbidding aura.

As he walked, the man raised his head slightly, his eyes inadvertently swept over Chen Jiale, who had been waiting for a long time, revealing a hint of surprise.

As the two approached, Chen Jiale smiled and said, “I’ve been waiting for you for a long time.”

As he spoke, Chen Jiale punched the man on the shoulder, drawing the attention and surprise of a group of assistants.

As the only son of the Chen family, Chen Jiale had been very bold and reckless since he was a child: “Jiang Quanyu, did you miss your daddy?”

The man’s face darkened slightly, and he said faintly, “Don’t get physical.”

But Chen Jiale didn’t care about the other person’s alienation at all, and happily said to himself, “How long has it been since we separated in Washington last time? It’s been more than two years, right?”

The two walked side by side towards the exit, and Jiang Quanyu replied, “Yeah, more than two years.”

Chen Jiale: “Why did you suddenly come back? I think those relatives of yours are doing pretty well, none of the subsidiaries have had any problems.”

Jiang Quanyu’s tone was neither salty nor bland: “That’s right.”

The Jiang family had been sailing smoothly in recent years, whether it was the old domestic industry or the financial investment industry he personally managed in Washington, they were all thriving, and almost forming an unshakable business empire.

“Then what did you come back for?” Chen Jiale asked puzzled: “Honestly, did the old man ask you to come back to discipline someone for him?”

Speaking of this, Jiang Quanyu pursed his lips.

Then, his eyes contained some coldness, and he said unprecedentedly, “Well, almost.”

Chen Jiale touched his chin, his expression becoming more serious: “Sure enough, it’s not an accident… But I really didn’t expect that you would have such a good relationship with your stepmother, and would return to the country specifically for her.”

Jiang Quanyu was a little puzzled listening to Chen Jiale’s words.

“My stepmother?” Jiang Quanyu asked, “What’s wrong with her?”

Chen Jiale turned his head in confusion: “What’s wrong? Didn’t you come back for Aunt Yalan?”

Jiang Quanyu frowned slightly upon hearing this, his voice sinking a little: “What happened to Madam Yalan?”

“You really don’t know?” Chen Jiale blinked his eyes, stunned, and quickly said, “Rong Yalan is dead, an accident.”

–

In the early morning, Wen Shixi was awakened from his sleep by a vague vibrating sound.

Half-asleep, Wen Shixi frowned deeply, his arm fumbling around the pillow, and after a few seconds, he finally found the culprit of the sound.

He opened his eyes and looked at “Main Residence” on the phone’s caller ID, pausing in confusion in the initial haze of waking up.

Soon, Wen Shixi answered the phone: “Hello.”

“Good morning, Young Master Shixi,” a sweet female voice rang out, matching the morning sun, sounding very pleasant.

Wen Shixi: “What’s the matter?”

“There is something to inform you. Madam Yalan died in a traffic accident in a neighboring city… The old man asked me to notify the younger generation in the family to return to the main residence today to offer condolences.”

In the sunlight, Wen Shixi held up his phone, listening to the female voice slowly conveying the message, his whole body stunned on the bed.

Madam Yalan… is dead?

In the years before entering university, Wen Shixi had been living in the Jiang Family Main Residence.

In that house, apart from his elder brother Jiang Quanyu, the only elder who would take care of him was the new madam who had been remarried by his uncle after the death of his first wife.

“What… time did it happen?” Wen Shixi asked.

Servant: “The accident happened on the night five days ago. After the investigation was completed yesterday, the body was cremated and arrived at the main residence this morning.”

In the soft bed, Wen Shixi paused slightly.

Then, he replied, “Okay, I understand, I will go back on time.”