Damn it, I'm surrounded by insane Alphas!

(6k2 is here!! I'm being too diligent, enjoy~)

Shi Ran looked at his frozen expression and laughed out loud.

"On a rainy day, of course you watch a horror movie!"

Wen Yiheng's expression froze for a moment.

He lowered his eyes, his Adam's apple bobbed, and the corners of his mouth twitched. "That's true."

Shi Ran leaned closer, tilting her head to look at Wen Yiheng, "Teacher, why do you look a little disappointed? What did you think it was?"

Wen Yiheng picked up the cushion between the two of them and placed it on her lap. "I thought it was suitable for working."

Shi Ran rolled her eyes inwardly.

What exactly is he pretending to be?

He still wore that innocent smile, not exposing the truth.

In the end, the two of them chose a newly released Netflix series, a campus horror story.

When Wen Yiheng was searching, she saw the description: "Lots of sudden face warnings, perfect for couples to watch together."

Okay, this is it.

However, he clearly overestimated Shi Mouran's ability to withstand pressure.

When the first close-up shot appeared, Shi Ran jumped up from the sofa like a cat with its fur standing on end.

Then he started running around the living room and couldn't be pulled back.

Wen Yiheng sat on the sofa, watching him run around, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

After the episode ended, Shi Ran collapsed on the carpet, panting heavily, staring at the ceiling with a vacant look in her eyes.

"Are you tired?" Wen Yiheng asked.

"I'm tired," Shi Ran's muffled voice came from the carpet. "So tired. More tired than running two kilometers."

Wen Yiheng smiled and shook his head. If you asked him now what the first episode was about, he probably wouldn't be able to answer a single word.

I watched it, but it felt like I didn't watch it at all.

He pulled Shi Ran up from the carpet and settled her on the bed in the guest room.

Shi Ran huddled under the covers, only her eyes showing, blinking and wet.

Wen Yiheng walked to the door, put her hand on the doorknob, and paused for a moment.

"I'll get up and go for a run tomorrow morning." He turned to look at Shi Ran, and when he saw the person glowing in the warm yellow light, his eyes softened a little. "Don't be afraid if you see that I'm not there."

Shi Ran nodded, nestled in the blankets. "Oh, right..."

Suddenly, Shi Ran remembered something and called out to Wen Yiheng, who was about to close the door.

"Teacher... I don't have very good sleeping habits, so please don't be afraid if anything happens."

Wen Yiheng didn't actually understand what he was saying; he just nodded and closed the door.

He stood in the corridor, thinking about what the child had just said. He couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it.

Shi Ran lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, and began to make plans.

He had originally planned to pretend to sleepwalk that night and sneak into Wen Yiheng's room for a delightful and unexpected encounter.

He closed his eyes, wondering what time he should get up later, twelve o'clock?

It's too early; Wen Yiheng probably hasn't gone to sleep yet.

Two o'clock? Sure, they should be sound asleep by then.

He could stand by Wen Yiheng's bedside for a while, pretending to be half-asleep, and then...

Shi Ran fell asleep.

I feel dawn.

Tongzi called him several times in the middle of the night, her voice changing from weak to loud, from gentle to irritable, from "Wake up" to "Get up!" But Tongzi remained as steady as a mountain, showing no reaction whatsoever.

When Shi Ran woke up, it was already past eight o'clock the next morning.

Tongzi's voice echoed in his mind, hoarse, carrying the weariness of a whole night: "You're awake?"

Shi Ran blinked. [Why does your voice sound so hoarse?]

I called you all night last night, but you didn't hear me.

Shi Ran rolled over and pulled the blanket up to her chin.

[Really? Was the thunder too loud?]

Just as Tongzi was about to start outputting his C language, there was a knock on the door.

"Are you awake?"

Wen Yiheng's voice came from outside the door. Shi Ran then sat up and replied to the outside, "You're awake, you're awake."

Wen Yiheng opened the door but didn't come in. She looked like she had just taken a shower, her face flushed from the steam.

"Did you sleep well?" he asked.

Shi Ran nodded. Wen Yiheng watched as he awkwardly straightened the bird's nest on his head, which was sticking up from sleeping, only to make it even messier. She laughed out loud, "Go wash up and have breakfast. I'll take you to school later."

Shi Ran watched his figure disappear at the end of the corridor and muttered to herself, "Why does it feel like he's raising a child..."

Wen Yiheng not only made breakfast, but also prepared lunch boxes.

Both of them had classes at 10 o'clock, so they didn't delay and went out after dinner.

It's still raining outside, not as heavily as last night, but it's a light drizzle, and the air is as damp as a towel that can't be wrung out.

Wen Yiheng was very considerate. Shi Ran's clothes that he had changed out of last night had been washed and dried. Seeing that it was going to rain today, he brought an extra umbrella and placed it at Shi Ran's feet.

When we arrived near the school, I was worried about being seen, so I got off the bus one intersection early.

The general education course was held in a large classroom, with only a few dozen people scattered around.

As soon as Shi Ran entered, he saw Song Yu waving frantically at him from the back row, shouting, "Here! Here!"

Shi Ran walked over, and just as she sat down, before she could even speak, Song Yu's nose twitched.

He leaned in and sniffed near Shi Ran's shoulder. Shi Ran flinched back.

What are you doing?

Song Yu sat back down, his expression shifting from curiosity to a meaningful one.

He stared at Shi Ran, his eyes narrowing.

"Good lad," he said in a low voice, "Teacher Wen."

Shi Ran paused for a moment, then asked, "What did you say?"

"You're practically soaked in Teacher Wen's flavor, and you're still asking me? Stop pretending!"

Shi Ran then remembered that Song Yu was an omega, so he could definitely smell her scent.

Have it?

He lowered his head, pulled up his collar, and sniffed it; there was no smell at all.

He thought for a moment, took out his phone, and sent Wen Yiheng a message—an accusation that had no real force and sounded more like flirting.

Teacher, why didn't you tell me? My roommate says I smell like you!

Wen Yiheng received the message as soon as he entered the teaching building. He stood in the corridor, looking down at the words on the screen, his eyes crinkling with laughter.

He held his phone in one hand and typed three words on the screen: "Isn't it good?"

Two students passing by saw Teacher Wen standing in the corridor, smiling like that. They exchanged a knowing glance and quickly walked away.

Shi Ran's class was a standard easy one; the teacher was reading from a PowerPoint presentation, and he was sitting by the window, staring intently out the window, lost in thought.

Suddenly, his gaze froze, because there was a somewhat familiar figure on the basketball court—Fei Shen.

Shi Ran was stunned for a moment. Unexpectedly, the next second, Fei Shen suddenly turned around and looked in the direction of the teaching building, as if he had eyes in the back of his head.

Even from dozens of meters away, through the second-floor window, his gaze met Shi Ran's eyes precisely.

Wow! This guy has amazing eyesight.

When Fei Shen saw it was him, he waved frantically to make him come down. Shi Ran had no choice but to make an excuse to go to the toilet and slipped out while the teacher turned around to write on the blackboard.

He ran quickly downstairs, where Fei Shen was already waiting at the door. Fei Shen was sweating, and the collar of his T-shirt was damp, but he looked to be in good spirits.

"Did you see my message?" Fei Shen's voice was slightly breathless from exercising. "Our competition has been moved to this Saturday. Want to come hang out?"

Shi Ran paused for a moment. That message must be the one that Wen Yiheng had deleted.

He looked at Fei Shen's face, a face that resembled someone else's, and his heart stirred. But if he really went, Wen Yiheng knew what to do.

He was about to say, "On Saturday, I..."

"sure!"

A voice suddenly came from behind him. Song Yu had followed him out at some point and was standing behind him, craning his neck and smiling broadly.

"We both love watching football games! We'll definitely be there on Saturday!"

Shi Ran suddenly turned around and glared at him, but Song Yu didn't take it seriously and even winked at him.

"It's a deal then, see you on the court! I'm off!"

Shi Ran stood at the entrance of the teaching building, took a deep breath, and cursed Song Yu a hundred times in her heart.

After class, Song Yu packed his bag and looked up at Shi Ran.

"Shall we go to the cafeteria?"

Shi Ran picked up the insulated bag at her feet and hugged it to her chest. "I ordered a small dining table. I'm not eating at the cafeteria today."

Song Yu examined the bag in his hand. It was an exquisite insulated bag, containing a box of drinks and a small bag of fruit. Even the cutlery wasn't a cheap disposable set.

Song Yu's expression changed, and he leaned closer. "Which small restaurant is this? Add me to the group chat, I want to order some next time."

Shi Ran's mind raced for a moment, "Uh... do you want to eat? I'll just order for you."

"Sure," Song Yu readily pulled out his phone. "Order one for me tomorrow at noon. How much?"

"How much..." Shi Ran's eyes flickered. "Thirty-one per serving."

"Okay, I'll transfer it to you later."

Song Yu put his phone back in his pocket, picked up his backpack, and said, "I'm going to the cafeteria now."

Shi Ran watched his figure disappear at the end of the corridor and breathed a sigh of relief.

He glanced down at his phone and saw a message from Wen Yiheng inviting him to lunch in her office.

Without any hesitation, Zhou Lin went without a word; he was the type to pass up any opportunity.

Wen Yiheng leaned back in her chair, watching the person opposite her eat, and asked with a smile, "Is it good?"

"It's delicious! (chewing) It's so delicious, Teacher Wen..."

Shi Ran looked up, then felt guilty as she remembered what she was going to do. "Um, teacher... could you make one more bento box tomorrow? My roommate wants to eat it too."

Wen Yiheng hesitated for a moment, but still agreed, "Sure."

Of course, at this time, Chef Wen did not expect that his culinary skills would later deeply impress Song Yu, and his business would grow bigger and bigger.

One portion became five portions, five portions became ten portions, and he began to suspect that his main job was cooking, and his side job was being a teacher.

Back to the present, Wen Yiheng took advantage of Shi Ran's need for her help and extended an invitation.

Are you free this Saturday? There's a newly opened Italian restaurant there.

Shi Ran didn't look up; his chopsticks paused briefly in the bowl.

Here she comes, Wen Yiheng has finally made her move.

He must have known that Fei Shen's game was on Saturday, which is why he deliberately arranged to meet me on that day. What a rascal!

"This Saturday?"

Shi Ran tilted her head, as if seriously recalling her schedule, "I'm going camping with friends, what about Sunday?"

He didn't mention Fei Shen, afraid that the person in front of him would explode. Wen Yiheng just stared at him for a few seconds and then laughed, as if she had no suspicions at all.

"Okay, then let's meet on Sunday."

Shi Ran immediately nodded along like a lackey, thinking that he had really fooled them.

Little did he know that the classroom where Wen Yiheng had just been teaching was right upstairs from him. Wen Yiheng was standing to one side listening to the students' reports when she suddenly heard several students whispering by the windows.

"That's Fei Shen, right? Who's that guy opposite him?"

"I don't know, she looks pretty from the side. Could it be Fei Shen pursuing her...?"

"Someone like Fei Shen would actually pursue someone like that..."

Wen Yiheng's gaze swept over, and the gossiping whispers stopped abruptly.

He turned to look out the window, his gaze falling on the three people downstairs. Even from their profiles, it was clear that Shi Ran was smiling.

How can you just smile like that at other Alphas so casually?

Wen Yiheng looked away without saying anything.

---

I thought Saturday's game was just an ordinary match, but when I arrived I realized it was actually the final of the entire league.

According to Song Yu, these two colleges are arch-rivals, consistently taking the top two spots every year. Because they are both very strong and the matches are highly entertaining, many classes at the school are given a day off on the day of the finals.

Even if there's no holiday, it's no use. Most of the class will take sick leave or personal leave, making up all sorts of excuses, and the counselor is too lazy to call them out.

"Such a big production for a school team's game?"

"Of course." Song Yu clicked his tongue twice. "Who wouldn't want to see ten top-tier Alphas fight? Plus, a handsome guy like Fei Shen is there. By the way... my happiness for the rest of my life depends on you. Which player on the team is still single..."

Shi Ran pretended not to hear what the person said, then turned her head and saw a sea of ​​people on the playground. She was immediately stunned, "Wow... how come there are so many people?"

The stands around the playground were full, and even the flower beds were crowded with people. Some were holding up banners, and some had team badges painted on their faces. If you didn't know better, you would think it was Su Chao.

"What do you think?" Song Yu stood on tiptoe and peered into the crowd. "A lot of people have been queuing up since early this morning. Zhou Lin got up at six o'clock today, probably to watch the game too."

Shi Ran looked at the huge crowd in front of her and started to back down.

"Huh? What are we going to do since we're so late? Oh well, let's just go back to the dorm and sleep..."

He turned to leave, hoping he would leave so he wouldn't feel guilty whenever he thought of Wen Yiheng.

As a result, Song Yu grabbed him and pulled his hoodie hood back, saying, "President Ran, haven't you realized how valuable it is that you're someone Fei Shen personally selected?"

Before they finished speaking, a student wearing a name tag walked towards them and led them into the inner area.

Shi Ran looked completely bewildered. He didn't understand basketball at all. It was like giving him a VIP seat in an NBA arena – a complete waste.

But as they entered the arena, Zhou Lin, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground waiting for the match to begin, looked up and saw them. He immediately stood up and questioned them:

"Wait... why did they cut in line? We've been waiting for so long!"

Song Yu was afraid he wouldn't ask, so he raised his chin and looked at the staff.

The staff member, a gentle senior student, explained with a smile, "They are friends invited by Captain Fei Shen, so they don't need to queue."

Zhou Lin grumbled and plopped back down, turning his face away from the two of them. Song Yu, standing beside him, was smugly crossing his legs, but when he turned his head to look at Shi Ran, he found that the guy was staring blankly at his phone.

"What are you doing? Why are you replying when things are going to get so slapped in the face like this—"

He leaned closer to take a look. "News from Teacher Wen?"

Shi Ran quickly snatched his phone back. Wen Yiheng had just asked him how his PPT for next week's presentation was going, and fearing he would be exposed, he immediately sent the document over.

He wanted to say a few more things to fool the game, but then the match started.

The atmosphere was much more enthusiastic than Shi Ran had imagined. Even someone like him who had little interest in basketball was stirred up and unconsciously joined the crowd in clapping, cheering, and cursing the referee for being blind.

Fei Shen was a bit tanned, and he would stare at that figure from time to time, looking somewhat dazed.

Suddenly, I thought of that person.

If he hadn't experienced those things as a child, maybe he would have played basketball, made the school team, and become the object of many people's screams on the playground.

Maybe he'll laugh often, high-five his teammates, and celebrate wildly around the court when he wins, just like Fei Shen is doing now.

Shi Ran lowered her eyes, took a deep breath, and suppressed those messy thoughts.

The game was very close, with both sides trading blows and the score difference never exceeding five points.

The game went into overtime, where Feden scored six points.

With ten seconds left, he broke through a double team and scored a layup, sealing the victory.

The entire venue erupted in cheers.

Fei Shen ran all over the field draped in the team flag, the red flag fluttering in the wind behind him, his teammates chasing after him, calling his name.

He ran to the sidelines and saw Shi Ran. He stopped in front of her, panting but laughing heartily, "Great, you really came?"

Shi Ran nodded, feeling a little uncomfortable because he sensed that many people were looking in his direction.

"Don't leave yet," Fei Shen said with a smile, wiping the sweat from his face. "Come with us to the victory celebration!"

Just as Shi Ran was about to refuse, Fei Shen added with a smile, "I already reserved seats for the two of you, you have to come."

Then he ran away, surrounded by his teammates, and merged into the excited crowd.

Shi Ran stood there and sighed deeply. Just then, he finally remembered what he had forgotten: Wen Yiheng!

Shi Ran hurriedly pulled out her phone, and sure enough, Wen Yiheng's last message was sent at 2:30 pm, right when the game started.

[The overall layout is fine; please switch the order of the last two pages.]

Then there's an awkward blank space below.

I haven't received anything, nothing at all.

It's been five hours, from 2:30 to now, past 7:00.

He didn't reply with a single word!

System: [Oh dear, someone's about to be in trouble!]

Shi Ran suddenly shouted, startling Song Yu, who nearly dropped his cheering stick. "Ouch! You scared me!"

Shi Ran ignored him and quickly typed: 【Okay, received, teacher.】

A message came back very quickly, so quickly that it didn't seem like he saw it by chance, but rather like he had been waiting for it for five hours.

Did you have fun?

Five words.

They were neither warm nor cold, they didn't ask where you were or who you were with, they just asked, "Did you have fun?"

Like a fishing line, it's lightly tied around his wrist, not tight, but it will move if you move it.

Suddenly, a chill ran down his spine. He remembered what had happened on the playground and was afraid that a photo of himself would be sent to him the next second.

Wen Yiheng was truly terrifying, like a snake lurking in the shadows, silently watching its prey, its tongue flicking, its gaze fixed on him.

Shi Ran gripped her phone and forced a reply, "I'm quite happy."

There haven't been any more messages from them. Did they not see them?

They saw it, but only wove a net of silence, taming someone without a sound.

The celebration banquet was held at Little Ma Barbecue near the west gate of the school.

The restaurant was booked out and packed with people. The team members all brought their friends, and there were three tables set up, making it quite lively.

Song Yu was incredibly excited. He kept running over to clink glasses with Fei Shen and then jumping onto other people's tables, adding everyone on WeChat like a social terrorist.

Shi Ran sat in the corner with a plate of kebabs in front of her, took a picture with her phone, and sent it to Wen Yiheng.

Perhaps because Wen Yiheng always replies to him instantly, this silence seemed like a deliberate neglect, making him particularly concerned.

So he sent a photo as a gesture of reconciliation.

He himself did not realize that he was showing weakness to Wen Yiheng.

The message was sent successfully, but there has been no reply yet.

Shi Ran sighed. Just then, Song Yu returned, carrying two bottles of wine that he had somehow gotten his hands on, and asked Shi Ran to drink with him.

Shi Ran was feeling down when he took the glass and downed it in one gulp, mixing beer and baijiu, one glass after another.

Song Yu patted him on the shoulder and said, "Why are you so fierce today?" Shi Ran didn't answer, but just finished the wine in his glass.

This body has a very low alcohol tolerance; it started to feel dizzy after only a few drinks.

He leaned against Song Yu, half asleep, and didn't even notice his phone vibrating several times.

In the middle of the night, Song Yu went to the restroom. He swayed and almost fell under the table.

Someone helped him up, and he instinctively leaned against them again, only to find that the shoulder had become stiff and a little uncomfortable.

Suddenly, the table became lively. People were making a fuss and shouting someone's name. He couldn't hear clearly, but he caught a familiar syllable: Fu Yanshen.

Is it Fu Yanshen?

Shi Ran wondered vaguely, was she having dinner with Fu Yanshen? Was Zhou Jin there too?

No, didn't he already... already what was it again?

So who is he relying on now? Fu Yanshen?

Shi Ran suddenly felt a little confused. He couldn't tell which instance he was in. All he knew was that he hadn't seen that person in a long time.

He thought he had forgotten, but it turns out he hadn't.

Those memories were simply buried at the very bottom, buried so deep that he thought he had already moved on.

But with just one glass of wine, they all surged up, like seawater that had been blocked for a long time bursting through the dam, and with a whoosh, they all overflowed.

Shi Ran opened his eyes in a daze, and the scattered spots of light in front of him slowly gathered together, forming the outline of a person. He was very tall, with deep eyebrows and eyes, and was looking down at him.

Shi Ran was stunned for a moment; it really was Fu Yanshen.

Was he dreaming? He had never dreamed of Fu Yanshen. Why wouldn't he come to see him? Was he still angry that he left without saying goodbye?

Why did you soften your heart again today?

Shi Ran's eyes instantly reddened, and he raised his hand and punched the person in front of him hard in the chest without saying a word.

"Why are you bullying me too..."

Shi Ran's voice trembled violently. Her second punch landed much lighter, her fingers gripping the man's collar tightly. "Bad guy..."

The person on the other end didn't speak or try to avoid it.

He looked down at Shi Ran, somewhat puzzled, but before he could figure it out, Shi Ran threw herself into his arms and burst into tears.

Shi Ran cried very hard, her shoulders were shaking, and her whole body was shaking.

Fei Shen looked down at the person in his arms, feeling a little helpless. He thought Shi Ran was upset because he had been celebrating with his teammates all night and that's why he hadn't noticed him. So he comforted him, "Okay, okay, it's my fault. Don't cry."

He raised his hand and gently placed it on Shi Ran's back, pressing the person into the crook of his neck.

This is the scene that Wen Yiheng saw when she arrived.

(And don't you dare insult Xiao Ran! If you want to insult someone, insult me! It was a despicable plot I came up with because I wanted to see Wen Sang get furious.)