The Self-cultivation of Omega Running with the Ball

Wen Qiu didn't sleep well, and had a series of extremely violent dreams. Pei Du in the dream was even more excessive, and the last time he didn't even take any safety measures, which made him panic instantly.

In the dream, he cried miserably and tried to push ALPHA away, "Don't, don't do this... there will be a baby..."

"It's okay," Pei Du was unmoved and just coaxed him nonchalantly, "If you're really pregnant, can't you just get an abortion?"

"What did you say?!" Wen Qiu asked in disbelief.

"Abort it, it's not the first time anyway." Pei Du's eyes were dark in the dream, he seemed to be smiling, but that smile was also playful, "Children are not important to you, right? Otherwise, how could you..."

Wen Qiu woke up gasping for breath, his back soaked with cold sweat. He immediately realized that he had confused Pei Du with the unknown ex-husband in his dream, which was why he had such a weird and terrifying dream.

But why did he think of the child... Wen Qiu shuddered suddenly and woke up completely. He said "Oh no" in his heart and quickly fumbled for his cell phone.

Pei Du sat beside the bed and turned on the bedside lamp for him. "Are you awake?"

Wen Qiu was so sleepy that he didn't know what time it was, or whether he was still asleep or already awake. He opened his mouth, but his voice was hoarse. "My phone..."

Pei Du then handed him the phone on the bedside table.

Wen Qiu looked at the time and saw that it was past four in the morning. He immediately wanted to die. He was so engrossed in his work that he finally fell asleep from exhaustion and slept the entire night at Pei Du's house!
The phone was on silent mode, filled with unread messages and missed calls, all from Aunt Wu.

If the little Zhiliao left him in the middle of the night, he would definitely cry non-stop, and no one could comfort him. Thinking of how he had left the child at the neighbor's house all night, he was terrified and regretful, and he was almost going crazy with self-blame.

Regardless of the pain all over his body, he tried to prop himself up and sit up, "I want to go home..."

"Are you going back so early? Take a rest for a while." Pei Du brought him a glass of warm water.

Wen Qiu gulped down two gulps from the cup, then shook his head, "No, I...something happened at home, I have to go back as soon as possible."

"Something happened at home..." Pei Du stood by the bed with a cup of water, looking at him quietly, "Do I need you to take me there?"

“No thanks.” Wen Qiu refused without thinking, and hurriedly got up. He found a pile of clothes neatly stacked on the small couch at the end of the bed. They were his size - this man was meticulous and took care of people meticulously.

Wen Qiu was shaking as soon as he stood up. The hard-to-speak part of his back was swollen and painful, and there was also a feeling of cool and sticky ointment. He was panicked and his fingers trembled. He couldn't even button his shirt several times.

Pei Du then hugged him from behind and reached out to help him button his clothes. ALPHA's hands were long and strong, but her movements were slow and methodical. While helping him adjust his clothes, she slowly licked and kissed the teeth marks on the back of his neck.

This should have been a beautiful and tender moment, but Wen Qiu was extremely anxious. He put on his coat hastily, turned around, stood on tiptoes, and kissed him lightly on the lips, saying apologetically, "Thank you, but I really have to go."

Pei Du did not kiss him back, but continued to look at him. His eyes were inexplicably cold, making Wen Qiu feel the chill brought by the early morning of November.

He didn't dare to think about it too much, nor did he have time to think about it. He wrapped his clothes tightly and walked out.

Pei Du followed him out slowly, "You really don't need me to take you home? It's hard to get a taxi this early, and how are you going to take so many gifts back?"

Wen Qiu was stunned for a moment, and thought to himself, that was right, Pei Du already knew his home address, so why should he refuse?

The hall was filled with the remnants of last night's joy, balloons and streamers, roses and colorful lights, all immersed in the dim night, the desolate remains after a carnival.

"Okay, thank you for your help," he replied with difficulty, "I'm sorry, I really have something important to do..."

"It's okay," Pei Du smiled good-naturedly, "You refused to stay for a moment before, but now at least you have slept in my bed for a night."

If Wen Qiu wasn't so flustered, he would have been able to read the irony in his eyes. But he really couldn't care about anything else and hurried out. Pei Du helped him pack up the huge gift box and stuffed the script that Director Lu Jia had revised into it.

The gift box was too big to fit in the trunk of the sports car, so Pei Du changed to his black G500 and threw the gift box on the back seat.

The streets were deserted in the early morning, and the car sped along unimpeded. Wen Qiu held his phone tightly, figuring that Aunt Wu should not be up yet. He couldn't help it, so he edited a text message and sent it to her, then prepared to go back and apologize and take the child home. The car still drove into the bumpy urban village, and finally stopped in front of the narrow alley. Suddenly, Wen Qiu saw a short and fat woman holding a child at the entrance of the dark alley, looking around, and the hoarse cry of the child echoed in the silent night.

Wen Qiu's face suddenly lost its color, as if his chest was empty, with only the heavy heartbeat echoing. His body was stiff, as if he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

"What's wrong?" Pei Du turned his head, half of his face reflecting the cold moonlight, "Aren't you in a hurry to go home?"

Wen Qiu bit her lip and didn't answer. She unbuckled her seat belt, quickly opened the car door and got out.

“Xiao Wen! You still remember to come back!” Aunt Wu locked her sharp eyes on him and angrily scolded, “Is there any mother like you?! You don’t know how to go home in the middle of the night, you fool around outside and don’t even care about your own child?! I’m just being kind and watching over and coaxing the child for you. If I’m cruel and throw the child outside, you can just cry!”

As she spoke, she stuffed the crying little Zhiliao into Wen Qiu's arms and said, "Go and comfort him yourself. Anyway, I can't do anything with this little ancestor..."

Wen Qiu's lips trembled, and he only said softly, "I'm sorry." Little Zhiliao must have cried all night, his voice was hoarse, and his eyes were swollen like rotten peaches.

"Little Zhiliao, don't cry, Daddy is back." Wen Qiu skillfully picked up the child and rocked him gently, releasing soothing pheromones - his pheromones now still carried the scent of Pei Du - and the little Zhiliao seemed very satisfied, and stopped crying all at once. It clasped his fingers with its little hands and burrowed into his arms.

When Aunt Wu saw this scene, she recalled that she had been disturbed all night, and she became even more annoyed. She scolded sharply: "It is said that children are close to their mothers, and that is absolutely true! If the mother does not care about the child, the child will have no idea how pitiful it is-"

She had a lot more to say, but suddenly she saw someone getting out of the luxury car, so she stopped talking. She didn't have many opportunities to meet AO, let alone see such a handsome and noble ALPHA, who seemed like a person from another world. Just a glance from her made her lower her head in timidity.

The appearance of such an Alpha was further evidence that Wen Qiu was fooling around outside, and it was even more worthy of a serious discussion. However, Aunt Wu did not dare to say anything now. She watched the Alpha coming over, saw his face clearly, and cried out in her heart again.

"It's so cold, don't stand there all the time." Pei Du did not show any surprise when he saw the child. He greeted Aunt Wu considerately, thanked her, then put his arm around Wen Qiu's shoulder and went upstairs with him.

Wen Qiu's mind was completely blank, except that he held the child tightly in his arms, as if he were holding a piece of fragile jade. Perhaps because he held it too tightly, the little Zhili cried out in pain, and Wen Qiu hurriedly tried to comfort him, rocking him in his arms and kissing his little face.

Seeing how skillfully he coaxed the child, Pei Du's eyes darkened even more - such a skilled mother, but she played the role of a pure virgin in his bed last night, how ridiculous.

And I, who was fooled by him, was incredibly stupid.

If he had not seen the email sent by Assistant Jiang before going to bed, and if he had not digested the anger all night alone, when he suddenly discovered the existence of this child today, he would probably lose his mind and press Wen Qiu against the wall, questioning him angrily.

The information was very detailed, showing Wen Qiu's life in great detail. He was born into the wealthy Wen family, his father was a famous real estate tycoon; when he was 15, his family fell into poverty, and he followed his mother to remarry and moved into the equally wealthy Xie family, still living a life of luxury.

Then, when he was 18, his life suddenly changed direction and he fell into the clutches of the gang and became a prostitute, working in a nightclub. About two years later, his whereabouts were interrupted. Assistant Jiang noted that at that time, all the core members of the Yilong Society had been arrested by the public security organs, so it was difficult to collect more information.

Later, when Wen Qiu appeared in Jianghe City, he brought a child with him. Assistant Jiang speculated in a very objective tone that it was very likely that he was pregnant with a customer's child a year ago, and then gave birth alone and decided to raise him. Then Wen Qiu, with a perseverance that she couldn't understand, worked part-time and was admitted to Jiang University. After that, he became familiar with Pei Du through many encounters. It is unknown whether there was a deliberate arrangement behind it.

When Pei Du leaned against the bedside and read the email, Wen Qiu was sleeping beside him. Her peaceful face looked like a carefree angel. This made him feel as if the world was upside down. He could not believe that such a shy, cute, obedient and intelligent OMEGA could be such a liar full of lies!
In fact, many things had already been foreshadowed. Why did he have milk? Why did he always have a faint milky scent on his body? Why did he have to rush home no matter what? Why did his reproductive cavity open easily even when he was not in estrus? All of this had actually already indicated the existence of such a child.

It took Pei Du a long time to accept the reality. He was so easily deceived and believed every blush and every lie he told. He was so blinded by love that he ignored all the details and believed him one-sidedly.

Thinking back to that love affair, how he had taken care of him and how he had tried his best to endure himself, all those sweet words, lingering kisses, and loving eyes, all turned into hard slap marks on his face.

Even in his sleep, Wen Qiu's acting skills were so good, one hand tugged at the corner of his clothes with a sentimental look. When Pei Du tried to remove his hand with disgust, the hand naturally grasped his fingers again, just like the grasping reflex that humans have in infancy.

At that moment, Pei Du felt a sense of resignation in his heart - he had no choice but to accept being deceived by such a person.

The two walked up the stairs in silence. There was no light in the corridor, which was filled with sundries from various households. Wen Qiu knew how to avoid those things even with his eyes closed, but Pei Du kept bumping into them, as if he had a grudge against him, making a clanging noise.

Wen Qiu was almost out of breath, but he didn't dare to speak first. He took out the key and opened the door with trembling hands. Pei Du followed him in without hesitation and closed the door behind him.

They stared at each other in the cramped room. The howling wind blew through the gaps in the windows, like the shrill cry of a ghost, ringing non-stop in panic.

(End of this chapter)