Damn it, I'm surrounded by insane Alphas!

(Today, the flu struck again, and I was knocked down by it. Take care of yourselves, everyone! Please leave lots of comments, love you all!)

Fu Yanshen's "heart-fluttering value" is truly a mystery.

When Shi Ran first came to this instance, it took a full six months for Fu Yanshen's heart rate to remain as stable as Mount Tai, without budging an inch.

It's always been that big zero.

He even suspected the system was malfunctioning, repeatedly asking Fu Yanshen, "Man, do you even have a heart? Do you really like me? Aren't you even the slightest bit moved?"

Fu Yanshen grabbed his hand and pressed it against his chest.

Thump, thump, thump, the excessively powerful heartbeat made Shi Ran's palms go numb.

I do cook every night, so why isn't my "heartbeat value" changing?

Sometimes, I couldn't figure it out no matter how hard I tried.

Until one morning after returning from the rainforest.

He was sitting at the dining table, chewing his breakfast with his cheeks bulging, when the system suddenly made a "ding" in his mind.

Good news! Fu Yanshen's affection level has increased.

Suddenly, her chopsticks paused. "Really? How much has it gone up?"

He thought it was a slow, single-digit increase, like going from 0 to 1, but at least it was progress.

The system then dropped a bombshell: [75.]

?

No, what? 75?

Wasn't it 0 yesterday?

You mean this person went from being completely indifferent to falling deeply in love in just one night?

Okay, okay, baby, our relationship is really going to be like a roller coaster now.

Shi Ran was so engrossed in chatting with Tongzi that he didn't even notice what he was putting in his mouth. Then it suddenly dawned on him...

Damn, these are freshly cooked meatballs!

Shi Ran was burned so badly that she spit it out in her mouth, and with nowhere to spit it out, Fu Yanshen, who was next to her, almost instinctively reached out his hand.

When Shi Ran came to her senses, she stared blankly at what Fu Yanshen was holding before she realized what had happened.

This guy... seems to really like me.

But why does the "heart-fluttering value" suddenly surge overnight?

Shi Xiaoran decided to find out the truth.

He hurriedly ate a couple of bites and went upstairs, beginning to recall what had happened last night.

Fu Yanshen was very busy at the company yesterday, and Shi Ran went to bed early last night. Around 9 PM, she picked up her phone and sent a message to Fu Yanshen:

Are you going home tonight? I want to sleep with you.

He was already half asleep when he sent it, and then the phone slipped from his hand, and he fell asleep.

"And that's about it, right?"

I kept thinking about it in my head, but I couldn't come up with anything special.

The system kindly reminds you: "No, last night was quite exciting."

Shi Ran: ?

He frowned and thought for a moment, then vaguely remembered something.

It seemed like not long after, Fu Yanshen returned.

He usually comes home quietly, and you only notice he's back when he hugs you in bed. But last night was completely different.

Fu Yanshen's movements were particularly exaggerated, clanging and clattering, as if on purpose.

"I remember now!"

Shi Ran slapped her thigh, "Was he particularly rough last night, and I got angry?"

[You didn't just get angry; you grabbed a pillow and threw it at him, yelling, "You're so annoying, Fu Yanshen!"]

Shi Ran swallowed nervously.

"Really? You didn't make this up, did you?"

Why don't you just ask him yourself?

Shi Ran felt even more guilty.

Because he remembered that when he woke up today, the person next to him was indeed empty. Could it be that he really had driven him away?

Shi Ran carefully got up and slipped out of the bedroom.

The guest room door was ajar. He pushed it open and went in. The computer was on, but the person wasn't there.

Shi Ran quietly approached, staring at the glowing screen, when a thought suddenly popped into her mind.

"Do you think... there might be some clues in his search history?"

Fu Yanshen's mobile phone and computer use the same browser and are interconnected.

The system couldn't help but exclaim: "Wow, you're so cunning!"

"Someone like him probably doesn't even have much of a search history..."

As Shi Ran spoke, he opened his browser history, then paused.

Fu Yanshen's search history is extensive and quite interesting.

They can be roughly divided into the following categories: truth-seeking and popular science type:

What is Snow Mochi?

Why drink loofah soup?

What is Yang Yin Xiao Huan?

What does "Sha Yi's silk" mean?

This question is frequently tested, everyone. Students with slow internet speeds who are repeating a year should take notes; it's an easy question.

There are also some more advanced, soul-searching questions:

Can someone with facial paralysis smile?

Does a heartbeat necessarily mean a heart?

Can Betas not get pregnant?

Is it true that betas can't get pregnant?

Shi Ran stared at that persistent question, speechless and choked with emotion.

He truly wished he could bear a son for Fu Yanshen.

Fu Yanshen never wastes time on social media, so it's normal that he's completely unaware of these memes.

Shi Ran never expected that something she casually mentioned would be remembered by Fu Yanshen, who would then seriously seek an answer to it.

Suddenly, Shi Ran felt a little soft-hearted. He continued scrolling up, preparing to find last night's search history...

The door was suddenly pushed open.

Shi Ran felt guilty and wanted to shut down the computer, but accidentally clicked restart instead. No... why is he so guilty?

This is no less serious than getting caught by the teacher sneaking a peek at pornographic websites during computer class in elementary school!

He looked up and saw Fu Yanshen standing at the door. He immediately noticed Shi Ran's guilty conscience but didn't expose him. He just pointed to the computer.

Shi Ran immediately shook her head, shook her head frantically, and then got up to make way.

"Do you need it? You can use it!"

Fu Yanshen didn't say much, he just sat down at the computer.

Shi Ran observed him from the side, and this man was indeed acting a bit strange today.

Normally, at least you'd say "uh-huh," but today you didn't even say "uh-huh." Are you really angry?

Just as he was thinking this, Fu Yanshen's phone rang.

An unfamiliar number without a name, a string of digits, not from the local area.

Fu Yanshen glanced at it, his expression changed, and he pressed the reject button, then placed the phone face down on the table.

But in that instant, the phone returned to the call log page, and I caught a glimpse of it.

This is the number.

Just last night.

There was a call record that lasted for twenty minutes!

Shi Ran's mind went blank for a moment.

Fu Yanshen! Who could you possibly chat with for twenty minutes?!

The longest call he ever made to himself was only four and a half minutes, and he was the one talking for three and a half of that.

Twenty minutes! This person actually managed to chat with an unknown number for twenty minutes!

He desperately wanted to pounce on the phone, snatch it, and find out which little devil was behind that number.

But he held back, made an excuse to leave the room, and started thinking about it as soon as he came out.

Okay! So the reason your heart rate suddenly spiked is because you cheated!

You feel guilty, don't you?

Speaking of which, Shi Ran suddenly remembered.

He slept soundly in the latter half of last night; it seemed that Fu Yanshen had come back once.

But she didn't do anything, just kissed the back of his neck, her breath warm.

Oh, right!

He also seemed to whisper, "I love you, baby."

Shi Ran was so sleepy at the time that she just turned over and went back to sleep, not taking it seriously at all.

Looking back now, this man definitely cheated on his wife!

What else could be the reason a man confesses his love late at night?

Shi Ran was so angry that she went straight back to her bedroom and started packing her things with a clatter.

The system weakly spoke in his mind: "Um, shouldn't you double-check first? Just in case there's any misunderstanding..."

What's the misunderstanding?

Shi Ran didn't even know what she was pretending for, throwing everything in sight into her suitcase.

[Twenty minutes! Who can he talk to for twenty minutes?!]

[Maybe it's work-related?]

Why didn't you answer the phone about work just now? There wasn't even a note saved for you.

Just then, a very soft sound came from the doorway.

Although she didn't turn around, she had already caught a glimpse of Fu Yanshen standing at the bedroom door.

Neither of them spoke, and the only sound in the bedroom was the sound of Shi Ran rummaging through drawers and cabinets.

After a few seconds, Fu Yanshen spoke: "Is that enough?"

Shi Ran paused for a second, then said, "Huh?"

Fu Yanshen added, "Is one suitcase enough?"

Shi Ran immediately exploded, throwing down what she was holding, rolling up her sleeves, and charging towards Fu Yanshen in a fighting stance.

"What do you mean? What do you mean one suitcase is enough? Don't think I can't tell, you're implying I'll leave with nothing, aren't you? Don't worry, I'll pack my bags today and go back..."

Where should we go back to?

He doesn't even have a home in the dungeon.

Running away from home was nothing more than using Fu Yanshen's card to check into a hotel; for him to find her was as easy as lifting a finger.

It has absolutely no deterrent effect!

Shi Ran's momentum immediately weakened considerably. He was filled with regret. Little O should strive to be stronger!

Fu Yanshen across from him frowned slightly, seemingly digesting what Shi Ran had just said. Before he could finish processing it, Shi Ran had just blown himself up again.

Why are you frowning?

Shi Ran pointed at Fu Yanshen, practically jumping up and down, "You still have the nerve to frown? I'm the one who should be frowning! Me!"

Fu Yanshen stood at the door, his brows were indeed furrowed, but not because he was angry.

He just couldn't understand what his wife was angry about today.

Shi Ran took his silence as acquiescence, "Fine, Fu Yanshen, you're good."

He started pacing back and forth in the room, gesturing wildly with his fingers.

"I see now, you just think I'm in your way, right? You think I'm taking up your space, right?"

Just as Fu Yanshen was about to speak, Shi Ran had already cut him off.

"Are you going to say you don't have any? You don't have any? You don't have any and you're asking me if I have enough luggage? Isn't that just kicking me out?"

The two of them made quite a commotion, mainly because Shi Ran was the one who was getting angry, and Zhou Jin downstairs also heard it.

He cautiously peeked his head out of the doorway, just as a crow also peeked out.

The two exchanged a glance and simultaneously curled their lips in unison, thinking, "Oh dear, the boss is doomed this time."

The fortune teller said that the eldest son would face a hurdle this year, and it happens today.

The person upstairs was still talking, and the more they talked, the more aggrieved they seemed. It made me really angry.

"I know you're just annoyed with me, aren't you? Otherwise, why were you so loud when you came back last night? You deliberately woke me up, just to make me angry, to make me start an argument with you, so you'd have an excuse. See, he started it. Fu Yanshen, you're quite the schemer!"

Fu Yanshen raised his hand to refute, but Shi Ran intercepted him again.

"Are you going to say you didn't do it on purpose? Who would believe that? Even if you didn't do it on purpose, what about today? You came back today and didn't say a word. What does that mean?"

Fu Yanshen opened his mouth, but the person in front of him didn't give him a chance to speak.

Shi Ran saw that he didn't say anything, so she raised her voice even higher.

"Why aren't you saying anything? Aren't you usually so talkative? You can chat with someone for twenty minutes straight, but why are you mute with me? If you're not good enough, you should go find that person and be with them. I saw you two chatting quite well, twenty minutes, haha. With me, you hung up after two minutes. Are you even human, Fu Yanshen?"

The bedroom fell silent the moment those words were spoken.

Fu Yanshen looked at Shi Ran, whose lips were trembling with anger. He was clearly feeling wronged to death, but he still forced himself to curse. And the source of his grievance was... that phone call and the noise he had deliberately made last night.

He couldn't help but lower his head and laugh out loud.

Still angry, Shi Ran stared at the person in front of her in disbelief, then shoved Fu Yanshen with no real force. "What are you laughing at? What are you laughing at? I'm arguing with you, can't you be serious?"

Fu Yanshen didn't move an inch, and even took a step forward, pulling the person directly into his arms without saying a word.

What are you doing?

Shi Ran leaned back, desperately widening the distance between them, "Don't try that on me. I'm telling you, I need to make things clear today. You believe me? I'll bring ten suitcases and empty your house! Don't...

Before he could finish speaking, Fu Yanshen suddenly tightened his grip on his arm, as if afraid he would run away.

"Twenty minutes,"

Fu Yanshen's voice came down from above his head, very low, "It's with my mother."

The occasional struggle came to a halt.

"What?"

Fu Yanshen lowered his head, looked at the person whose imposing manner had instantly subsided, and smiled:

"That phone call last night was from my mom."

Shi Ran's mind went blank for a moment. Oh right... there was that possibility too. He was so angry that he almost fainted.

[Damn, why didn't you warn me about this possibility?]

Tongzi: [? Young Master, I really did remind you.]

Shi Ran opened her mouth, her confidence waning: "Then why were you so fierce when you came back last night... and why are you giving me the silent treatment today? What's wrong with me... I scolded you a couple of times?"

Fu Yanshen was silent for two seconds, seemingly finding it difficult to speak, "Were you serious about the message you sent me last night?"

Shi Ran was taken aback: "What news?"

Fu Yanshen flipped to the chat history from last night and handed it to Shi Ran.

Shi Ran looked down and froze, staring at the line:

I don't want to sleep with you when I get back tonight.

? ?

What the hell is this?!

What he really meant to type was, "Are you coming back tonight? I want to sleep with you."

He's being affectionate and flirtatious, he's not breaking off the friendship!

He just vaguely missed a comma, and the meaning changed completely!

Shi Ran's face flushed red. "This, this is a typo! I meant to type 'Are you coming back tonight?' I want to sleep with you. I forgot a comma!"

Fu Yanshen simply looked at him quietly.

"Anything else?" Shi Ran asked guiltily. "Anything else?"

"The pillow," Fu Yanshen said, his voice a low accusation, "you hit me."

Suddenly remembering her misdeeds from last night, her voice trailed off, "You're too noisy... I'm grumpy when I wake up, you know."

Fu Yanshen looked at him without saying a word.

He understands, he understands everything now, but last night was different.

When he saw the message last night, his heart sank, because he had been troubled by a problem recently.

Will the spiritual connection between him and Shi Ran fade over time?

He consulted many doctors, but such connections were extremely rare, and the answers he received were all uncertain.

What if one day, Shi Ran really isn't just a Beta who belongs to him alone?

He dared not think.

Just then, that message arrived.

That message was one that he could immediately tell was meant to be affectionate.

He hurriedly finished his work and rushed home, but the person was already asleep.

Normally, he would never have woken Shi Ran up, but today, he really wanted to confirm something with Shi Ran.

So he deliberately made those noises, and sure enough... the person woke up.

He was immediately met with a barrage of insults and thrown a pillow at him, after which he was kicked out.

He was standing awkwardly in the corridor, at a loss, when his phone suddenly rang.

There was no note, but he knew exactly who was calling.

He walked quickly to the guest room and answered the phone.

He found it hard to hide his emotions from his closest family members, and after only a few words, his mother couldn't help but ask, "What happened?"

Fu Yanshen had never told his mother about these things; he simply couldn't bring himself to say them.

His mother waited a few seconds on the other end of the line before cautiously asking, "Does our Ah Shen have someone he likes?"

"I have no idea."

Fu Yanshen heard himself say that.

Then he began to speak, omitting many details, only mentioning that in a moment of crisis, he established a spiritual connection with someone.

"This connection is strange. I'll always be bothered by that person's existence; only that person can comfort me..."

He continued, his voice growing softer, "When I'm with him, I feel at ease. But when I'm apart, I keep thinking about him, wondering what if this connection breaks down one day..."

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone, then the mother laughed.

"Mom doesn't understand what you mean by 'links,' but what about these things you're talking about..."

She paused.

"Isn't this just a normal reaction to loving someone?"

Fu Yanshen was stunned. Love.

He hadn't associated himself with that word in a long time.

It seems that he sealed away all his emotions and inner thoughts after his sister passed away.

He doesn't allow himself to love because love brings loss, and he doesn't believe he still has the capacity to love.

Therefore, he found a reasonable explanation for all of Shi Ran's reactions: a spiritual connection.

It was the connection that made him think about Shi Ran, it was the connection that made him anxious when he couldn't see her, it was the connection that made him care so much about everything about Shi Ran.

He thought of himself as a sophisticated instrument, operating according to some unknown law.

But now, his mother's casual remark suddenly brought him back to his senses.

Fu Yanshen tightened his grip on the phone slightly.

Could it be... because of love?

The moment he asked the question in his mind, the answer came to him almost simultaneously.

He didn't know what the standard for the answer was, but no matter which standard it was, the result would be the same.

Every single one of them is.

Fu Yanshen closed his eyes and suddenly felt something sprouting in his chest, which then grew rapidly at an incredible speed.

"Ah Shen?" His mother's voice came from the other end of the line.

"Um."

"Are you still there?"

"exist."

Mother smiled again, this time a softer smile, as if she had breathed a sigh of relief.

"You've always been like this since you were little, overthinking everything. How can feelings be so complicated? If you like someone, you like them; if you want to see someone, you want to see them."

Fu Yanshen did not speak.

"Is that person important to you?" the mother asked, choosing her words carefully.

"important."

"More important than work?"

"More important than anything else."

Even Fu Yanshen was stunned when he said it.

The mother was silent for a moment on the other end, then softly hummed in agreement.

"Then what are you still worried about?"

After hanging up the phone, Fu Yanshen walked through the corridor and pushed open the door to the master bedroom.

The room was dark, and Shi Ran was fast asleep, one hand sticking out from under the covers as if grabbing at something.

When he sleeps in my arms or on my lap, he always habitually clenches his fingers.

Fu Yanshen stood by the bed for a long time.

He looked at Shi Ran's sleeping face. It was clearly the same person as last night, but his state of mind was completely different now.

When he walked in tonight, he had only one thought in his mind.

He loves this person.

Fu Yanshen squatted down by the bed, lowered his head, and gently kissed the back of Shi Ran's neck.

There are no glands, no pheromones, and none of the marks that an Alpha or Omega should have.

But Fu Yanshen felt that this place belonged to him.

It's not a label, it's ownership.

He gave it a light kiss, his lips touching the warm skin for a few seconds.

Then they kissed again.

Although she didn't wake up, she seemed to sense something in her dream, and she shrank back slightly, burrowing a little deeper into the blankets.

Fu Yanshen looked at him curled up in a ball and his lips twitched.

Whether or not there are glands here, whether or not he emits pheromones, or even whether or not that mental connection exists, he loves the person in front of him.

now.

He looked at Shi Ran standing in front of him, her eyes red-rimmed, and that was all he could think.

Shi Ran, on the other side, felt incredibly guilty under his gaze.

"So you deliberately made noise and ignored me today because of that message?"

Fu Yanshen did not answer, but his hand tightened a little.

Suddenly, he understood.

This man, Fu Yanshen, a powerful figure in Hong Kong, was torn between a message and a pillow all night long.

Suddenly, I felt a mix of ache and tenderness in my heart.

"Fu Yanshen".

"Um."

"You're such an idiot, a really stupid one."

Fu Yanshen didn't refute, but just smiled and patted the head of the person in his arms, "Then do you know what it feels like to be loved by an idiot?"

Shi Ran was stunned for a moment, not expecting the man to release him and utter a sentence.

"I know."

Then, the fierce Shi Xiaoran was forced onto the bed. Well, she said she wanted to sleep with him.

Even at the end, Shi Ran still didn't know why Fu Yanshen's affection level had skyrocketed.

After thinking it over, he concluded, "It's definitely a system malfunction, isn't it? It must be."

The system seemed to chuckle softly. [Hmm.]