The Self-cultivation of Omega Running with the Ball

"It's not easy," Pei Du looked around and said coldly, "I finally got into your house."

"I didn't invite you." Wen Qiu lowered his head and stood stubbornly at the door, blocking his way. He wanted to be tougher, but his words trembled, with a sense of guilt that he himself couldn't understand. "Thank you very much for sending me back. You can go back now."

He didn't think he was wrong, he just sought advantage and avoided harm, lifted up his gorgeous robe to cover the lice on the bed. He tried so hard to show his best side to Pei Du, he shouldn't have rushed in and exposed his only bright disguise.

Little Zhiliao was unaware of all this and soon fell asleep in his arms. Wen Qiu knew that today's events would not end so easily, so he went to the bedroom and put the child in the small crib.

Pei Du followed him in and saw one of his sweaters on the crib - he had just taken off the sweater that day, and Wen Qiu asked him for it, saying that he liked the style of the sweater. He teased him mischievously for a long time, asked him if he would secretly absorb his pheromones, and finally gave him the clothes - it turned out to be used as a mattress for the child.

At that moment, Pei Du couldn't help but sneer out loud.

Wen Qiu skillfully changed the diaper for Xiao Zhiliao, covered him with a blanket, and then pushed him out, whispering, "The child is about to fall asleep. Let's talk outside."

There was nothing to say after going out, so Wen Qiu went to the kitchen to boil water without saying a word, and then opened the milk powder can to make milk powder. Pei Du crossed his arms and watched him busy, and looked around the room.

This one-bedroom, one-living room shabby house was small but had everything it needed. It was not as big as the bathroom in Pei Du's house. The so-called living room only had room for an old wooden table. Looking back, one could see the windowless bathroom, where the shower, washroom, and toilet were all squeezed into an area of ​​less than two square meters. The kitchen had been cleaned up as best as possible, but it was still filled with countless things, from tiles to cabinets, all of which were old and dirty. If Pei Du knew that those delicious cookies and cakes were made by Wen Qiu in such a place, he might not have eaten them from the beginning.

Wen Qiu's eyes followed him, knowing what he was examining. He remembered the hamster he had raised when he was a child, struggling to carry cotton wool and food, hiding them all in the hut, and then he suddenly lifted up the small roof, watching the hamster raise its black bean-like eyes in panic and laugh.

Now he understood the hamster's panic.

The living room was the most crowded place. On one side was a whole cabinet full of milk powder cans, diapers and children's toys, and in the other corner were neatly stacked cardboard and a bag of flattened cans - he spent a long time collecting them slowly, and when there were enough, he could go to the scrap yard to exchange them for a dozen yuan.

The wine bottles scattered all over the floor were indeed his fault, he drank too much and was often too lazy to clean up. The ashtray on the windowsill should have been cleaned out earlier, there shouldn't be so many cigarette butts left, as if he was addicted to smoking.

It was also his fault for overacting. He often pretended to be drunk after drinking two glasses in front of Pei Du, and then took advantage of the alcohol to act cute. He also often smoked the cigarettes he had just lit and seriously asked him to pay attention to his health. Now all these have become evidence that makes him feel ashamed, clearly exposed in front of him.

The boiling water was poured into the bottle, which was extremely hot. It had to wait until it cooled down before it could be fed to the child. Wen Qiu gently shook the scalding bottle and watched the mist rising violently: "Have you seen enough?"

"To be honest, I'm surprised you live in such a place." Pei Du couldn't help but admire. Every time Wen Qiu appeared in front of him, he was dressed up carefully, and he could hide his poverty so well. Especially his social manners and conversation, which made him feel like he was interacting with people in the same stratosphere. Before, he just thought Wen Qiu loved money, and never thought his life would be so embarrassing.

"It's not surprising that the young master can't imagine it," Wen Qiu was getting more and more nervous, but he didn't want to show his weakness, so he unconsciously became a little aggressive, "There are many places that are a thousand times more miserable than this place."

"So you went to work in the club and sold yourself to me, so you needed so much money..."

"Didn't I come here for your money from the beginning? Why are you pretending to be surprised?" Wen Qiu asked aggressively, "Is it my fault that I'm poor?"

"And what about this child?"

"……What do you want to ask?"

"Is he a mistake?" Pei Du stared at him.

Wen Qiu took a deep breath: "I wouldn't call it a mistake."

"Who is the father of the child?"

"I don't know..." Wen Qiu said anxiously, then realized how misunderstood this sentence was. He immediately changed his words and said, "This has nothing to do with you. You don't need to know."

Pei Du could tell which of his words were the real truth at a glance, and sneered, "I don't know... because there were too many customers, right? You don't even know who got you pregnant, and you gave birth to the child in a daze?"

He thought of his unborn child, if it had not been aborted, it would be that age now. Just because of the dirty desires and irresponsible attitudes of the previous generation, it was hastily born into the world. How sad and pitiful such a child is.

Wen Qiu opened his mouth. He realized that if he wanted to clarify the origin of this child, he had to reveal his past of marrying someone for surrogacy. This was a secret he was going to take to the grave. It was also his most shameful and humiliating past, and he absolutely could not let Pei Du know about it.

He gritted his teeth and refused to admit: "What guest? I don't know what you are talking about..."

"Longteng Nightclub, where you used to work. Do you want me to help you remember?"

Wen Qiu opened his eyes wide. He couldn't imagine that Pei Du had checked on him... When did he know about it, and how much did he find out? Did he know about it on his birthday yesterday? Then what kind of mood did he have when he did those things with him?
His waist was still aching, but the man who had hugged him tenderly last night had become so strange. Wen Qiu put his hands behind his back and twisted them together tremblingly. He thought the only thing to be thankful for was that Pei Du had not yet found out the origin of Xiao Zhiliao, and he still had the last layer of dignity that was dispensable.

"I haven't done anything you said, and I have no obligation to explain to you the origin of this child." Wen Qiu looked up at him. This was the first time he showed his fangs in front of Pei Du, his eyes were cold as if hiding a knife, "Why are you not satisfied? Could it be that Master Pei has fallen in love with me, so he cares so much about this child?"

The tone of his voice when he said the word "like" was particularly frivolous, adding fuel to the fire without any care.

"I did say yesterday that I have a crush on you, and that was the truth." Pei Du was not angered by him, but just crossed his arms and said self-deprecatingly, "I just want... to be sincere in return of sincerity."

These words pierced the deepest wound in Wen Qiu's heart, and he almost lost his mind, "Why should I tell you what I did in the past, whether I have children, and what impact it has on you?" What I put in front of you is just a naked self, a heart that has slowly opened up after countless entanglements and struggles. I can only give so much, this is all I can give, why should he cut himself into pieces and expose everything to him? !

Wen Qiu became more and more excited as he spoke, "Or are you dissatisfied because you think the omega you finally fucked is not a virgin?"

"I don't care if you have experience or not. Even if you have thousands of people to defeat ten thousand people, what does it have to do with me?" Pei Du couldn't help but sneer, "But you shouldn't have lied to me. I used to... really want to believe you. I admit that you have excellent acting skills and fooled me around, but I don't think I have ever let you down. I can't think of any reason why you treated me like this."

Now that he said these words, he himself sounded ridiculous. In his entire life, this was the first time he had fallen so far wrong with someone. He drove twelve hours round trip to prepare a birthday surprise for him, hoping to build trust with him. He was so stingy with his feelings, and gambled everything, but gave it all to a liar.

"Then you will continue to be deceived and pretend that you know nothing? Aren't we very happy like before?" Wen Qiu's eyes gradually turned red, and he said in a hoarse voice, "That little money is nothing to you, but it is very important to me. I will still seriously act like you like, please you, and go to bed with you. What's wrong with that?"

"Acting?" Pei Du smiled strangely. If he just wanted to play around, then it would be interesting to keep such a lover and watch him try his best to please him. But if he fell in love with her, then deception would become a big taboo. He would not allow a cunning liar to sleep beside him.

"So, is this all acting?" Pei Du couldn't help but ask curiously, "Have you ever been sincere to me?"

"Is that important?" Wen Qiu smiled and said in a nonchalant tone, "For someone like me, sincerity has always been the cheapest thing. I only care about whether I can be with you and whether I can make money continuously - I still have to go to school and raise children. I have to survive and I don't have time to think about sincerity or not."

"Ha, really..." After hearing these words, Pei Du felt as if a stone in his heart had fallen. He felt a heavy dull pain, and the heavy disappointment overwhelmed all other emotions.

"How much should I pay you?" His eyes slowly cooled, and his tone was filled with bad ridicule, "We finally got in bed, and you were so wet afterwards, it's hard for you to even stand now, right? It's a pity not to make a big profit." "No need, I've had a good time too, and you don't have to endure the disgust and give me money." Wen Qiu also got angry, took out the black card from his pocket and threw it at him, "I can make money on my own when you're not around, I don't need you, get lost!"

The black card hit his chest. Pei Du didn't catch it, and it fell to the ground like a dying moth.

"Yeah, you have a pretty face and lots of juice, and your acting skills in bed are so superb, isn't it easy for you to make money?" Pei Du sneered, "Then you can go back to the club and continue to sell your smiles, and continue to be a commodity at the exhibition, open your legs to any rich ALPHA and show off your skills."

"What do you mean?!" Wen Qiu grabbed his collar, feeling humiliated and angry. "If I'm a whore, then what are you to pay for me? A prostitute? What's so noble about you? I earned the money with my own ability..."

"Make money, and then support that little bastard who doesn't even know who his father is?"

With a snap, the tight string in Wen Qiu's head broke. The moment he heard the word "bastard", he was overwhelmed by anger. His body moved faster than his mind. He grabbed the wine bottle on the table and smashed it at Pei Du: "Shut up! Who the hell are you calling a bastard?!"

He definitely could not defeat an ALPHA by force, but Pei Du never thought that he would be so aggressive. He barely dodged the wine bottle that was thrown at his head and was caught off guard and could only use his arms to block it.

With a "clang", the wine bottle broke into pieces. The sharp crack cut a long gash on his arm, and blood oozed out.

The bright red color hurt his eyes, and Wen Qiu finally realized what he had done. He regarded Pei Du as an imaginary enemy, as the ALPHA that would hurt him in the past, and he instinctively resisted before the real harm came.

But Pei Du was not like those Alphas. Even when he was scratched by himself, he did not fight back. He just stood there silently, letting the blood flow down his fingertips. His indifferent eyes seemed to say, "See, this is your nature."

Wen Qiu opened his eyes wide in horror, with a suppressed scream in his throat. He wanted to ask him if he was okay in panic, but he clenched his teeth and refused to give in - it was Pei Du who called his child a "bastard" first, he deserved it!

Finally, it was Pei Du who spoke first. He wrapped his bleeding arm with his coat and told him calmly, "Let's end it here between us."

After saying this, he walked out of this impoverished home without looking back. The dripping blood followed his footsteps and disappeared into the dark corridor.

Wen Qiu slowly squatted down and hugged his knees. He did not cry, but only heard the hollow echo of his own heartbeat.

He did not regret all those lies, those illusions wrapped his beautiful shell, making him something worth cherishing. If those disguises were stripped off, his true nature would be revealed: sharp, violent, grinning, and bluffing.

He had known that this day would come, the dark cave where he hid would be uncovered, his dirty past would be exposed one by one, and his rotten flesh would be exposed to the sun. Then Pei Du would naturally feel disappointed and leave in disgust.

What kind of mood was he in as he stayed by his side day after day? He was like a terminally ill patient waiting for the inevitable death, yet craving for all the love and warmth. He cried with happiness when they hugged him, felt dizzy and crazy when they kissed him, and felt that he could die at this moment when his pheromones reached their peak.

Then the day written at the end of the calendar arrived, and I woke up in panic after stepping on empty air in my dream. Just like Pei Du said, it ends here.

His back was still swollen and painful, so Wen Qiu slowly stood up, holding his waist. He first cleaned up the glass debris on the ground, then knelt on the ground and wiped off the blood.

After doing all this, Wen Qiu used his finger to probe the bottle on the table. The temperature was still a little hot, not hot enough for the child to swallow.

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"Bang bang bang!"

There was a hurried knock on the door. Wen Qiu came back to his senses from his daze, his heart pounding, and he ran to open the door.

However, the person outside the door was not the one he wanted to see. His neighbor Aunt Wu said anxiously, "Quick, Xiao Wen, come with me, everyone downstairs is rushing to get it!"

"What?" Before Wen Qiu could react, he was dragged downstairs by Aunt Wu, who was very vigorous. He saw a group of old men and women frantically grabbing things at the community trash can.

Did someone just lose their air conditioner or washing machine? Why are they fighting for it? Just as Wen Qiu had this thought in his mind, he saw the little kid from Uncle Li's house downstairs, carrying a huge stuffed rabbit doll and running out of the crowd, cheering loudly, "I got it! It's mine!"

Wen Qiu stopped in a daze.

"Hey, hurry up, you are young but strong, go grab it!" Aunt Wu was so anxious that she kept pulling him, "I don't know who threw it here... Oh, look at that watch, it must be worth several thousand!"

Wen Qiu just stood there motionless, watching the scene, as if he had lost his soul.

Aunt Wu couldn't pull him out, so she had to crawl in by herself. With her years of experience in grabbing beverage bottles, she grabbed a fountain pen from the crowd. She immediately smiled and said, "Good stuff! When Xiaobao goes to school, he can use it to practice his penmanship. It's just a little heavy. Hey, Xiaowen, do you think that one is a gem or a rhinestone?"

"Xiao Wen?"

Wen Qiu came back to his senses in a trance, "What?"

"I want to ask you, is this a gem or a rhinestone on the cap? And what does this string of English on the box mean? Can you help me read it?"

"...It's a gem, very expensive. Don't give it to Xiaobao, he will definitely break it." Wen Qiu heard his own voice ringing hollowly, but he didn't know what he was saying. "It's Montblanc in English. Take it to someone's store and sell it. It's very valuable..."

"Really? I'll go back and ask my son to check it out!" Aunt Wu left happily.

All 20 gifts were quickly snatched up, and finally two aunties left while swearing and fighting over a sweater. Wen Qiu was left standing alone next to the trash can, staring at the torn gift box in a daze.

He seemed to have just felt a little of the cruelty that Alpha had never shown him. When she said she wanted to break up, she really did so completely and mercilessly. What he could give easily, he could also take back easily.

Wen Qiu took a deep breath, then bent down and picked up the messy manuscripts one by one. The scripts written by Director Lu Jia were the only things that had not been snatched away. Some of them were covered with footprints, some were trampled to pieces, and some were blown into the ditch and deformed.

Wen Qiu carefully picked up each one and refolded it into a stack. He was relieved to find that most of the words were still clearly visible. From now on, he could not rely on anyone, so this dream was so precious.

White roses were scattered all over the ground, lying on the garbage heap, and falling into the stinking ditch. Wen Qiu picked up one of them, wiped off the dust on his clothes, and let it reveal its pure white and clean color.

A broken rose, a stack of manuscript paper smelling of garbage, and a dream mixed with sweetness and pain.

These were the unforgettable 21st birthday gifts he received from Pei Du.

Volume 2: Where Roses Are Buried
(End of this chapter)