last love

"I know."

When these three words were said, all the strength in his body seemed to be drained.

Wen Ke sat slumped on the ground with his head bowed, he couldn't even imagine what kind of mood Han Jiangque would feel when he heard these words.

"you……"

Han Jiangque hadn't recovered from the shock yet. He paused as soon as he uttered a word, then walked up to Wen Ke and squatted down, and said eagerly, "Xiao Ke, what are you talking about? Impossible, Zhuo Yuan doesn't Probably told you about it, right?"

In fact, at this point, it is not so much that he is asking, but it is already a known futile struggle.

"He didn't tell me."

Wen Ke shook her head in pain: "It's me... Overheard Zhuo Yuan chatting with his father. So until now, Zhuo Yuan thought I didn't know about it."

"What do you know?"

Wen Ke didn't dare to look at Han Jiangque's expression.

He lowered his head, staring at the spot on the floor cast by the light: "After I was caught cheating, several teachers who knew me kept asking who I was passing the note to. Zhuo Yuan's father I was very afraid that I would tell them the truth. Because Zhuo Yuan was using his pre-examination results to apply for overseas universities at that time, there must be no such blemishes in his record. As soon as the cheating broke out, their family sought connections and reported to the dean and The principal stuffed the money. So, the school didn't even have a second conversation with me, and I got fired."

"Ten years ago when I followed Zhuo Yuan to City B, we lived together in Zhuo Yuan's villa. Once they talked about this matter in the middle of the night, and I... overheard it."

Wen Ke spoke very slowly.

He clearly talked about his own affairs, but his tone was very distant, as if he was trying to stay away from that matter, so that... it would not be so shameful.

"And then? Did you do nothing?"

Han Jiangque looked at Wen Ke in a daze, and asked with difficulty.

Wen Ke's fingers couldn't help trembling.

Did you do nothing?

These words, like a whip, lashed at him fiercely.

He knew how much Alpha wanted to hear a little bit, even a little bit, of his resistance, hatred, and hostility with such a weak question at this time.

But he couldn't give Han Jiangque such an answer.

Wen Ke buried her face between her knees: "I just pretended I didn't hear anything, and then went back to the room. Han Jiangque, I, I didn't do anything."

Every word that came out of his mouth seemed to have an old and rotten smell, which made him want to vomit.

"why?"

When Han Jiangque spoke, his voice was very soft, but his voice was surprisingly hoarse.

But after asking that question, he finally couldn't restrain himself and grabbed Wen Ke's shoulder, and shouted: "You know that their family has done such a thing, but you are still willing to live with him for ten years? It's been ten years! Wen Ke, what are you thinking?"

His strength was so great that Wen Ke in front of him had to raise his head to look at him.

"because I……"

Omega's eye circles were red, and tears welled in his eyes.

He was like a child who knew he was wrong. He didn't dare to cry in front of Han Jiangque, so he could only bear it: "Han Xiaoque, I was very scared at that time."

Those shameful moods were dragged out and exposed to the people they loved the most.

And just because he is the one he loves the most, all of this is tortured a thousand times more.

"Within a month after I was expelled from school, my mother's cancer spread rapidly and she died. All of a sudden, I felt as if I was the only one left in the world. No matter what I did, there was no point. , and I will never have the kind of life I want again.

"I'm afraid of leaving Zhuoyuan. No matter how scary that home is, it's better than me alone. When I overheard that incident... I was actually more scared than hated. So I pretended that I had never heard of it. The truth... I have been pretending for ten years. As time goes by, sometimes even I myself seem to gradually forget about it."

Han Jiangque looked at the Omega in front of him,

Still slender neck, fair and moist skin, fluffy eyelashes.

This is the person he loves the most, the Omega who conceived a child for him, talking about such a painful past, how much he wants to pity him and love him dearly.

But his heart seemed to have become numb.

He didn't feel sorry for Wen Ke anymore.

Thinking of this thought, Han Jiangque felt so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.

"Wen Ke, why didn't you tell me before? If I didn't find out about this matter today, are you going to hide it from me forever?"

"No, I wanted to tell you. Han Jiangque, I just couldn't say it."

Wen Ke shook his head violently: "Do you still remember the online event of the last love? The time capsule was actually inspired by this incident. I originally thought that I would record all these unspeakable words. Waiting like this When I send it to you through the APP a year later, I will also be a father at that time, and I should be able to face the past."

"Then you suddenly say it now, is it because you don't want me to hate Zhuo Yuan so much?"

Han Jiangque asked in a low voice.

"sorry."

Wen Ke gritted her teeth, and said word by word: "Han Xiaoque, every time you talked about your hatred for Zhuo Yuan before, I always avoided it, because I know that I actually ruined my life back then. If there is someone I should hate the most, it should be myself. If I can't tell this secret, I will never be able to justly hate Zhuo Yuan. I'm afraid that after you know the truth, you will..."

Wen Ke said this, but dared not say the next few words.

He was afraid that Han Jiangque would hate him more than Zhuo Yuan.

As if he was enduring an invisible trial, he finally revealed the despicableness and cowardice in his bones from his flesh and blood.

"Wen Ke..."

Han Jiangque's anger seemed to subside gradually, but there was despair hidden in his flat tone.

"Zhuo Yuan officially marked you six years ago."

Han Jiangque lowered his head and said abruptly, "So ten years ago, when you made this decision, he clearly hadn't marked you."

"Wen Ke, in fact, your own cowardice has always overwhelmed everything. It's not a sign at all, is it?"

The tall Alpha's long eyelashes drooped docilely, and he just looked at the floor intently like this, and even smiled slightly: "You're lying to me and yourself again."

"Would the little Ke I knew ten years ago really be so cowardly and cunning? Sometimes I even feel...you killed the little Ke I fell in love with."

Wen Ke knelt on the ground weakly, his face contorted in pain.

He was speechless.

Tremendous fear surged up, and Han Jiangque said "that Xiaoke I fell in love with".

And that Xiao Ke is not him.

"Clap" sound.

A drop of water stain quietly appeared on the floor.

Han Jiangque said very lightly: "Wen Ke, actually, have you ever thought that if you could leave Zhuo Yuan at that time, or even in these ten years, you would be brave once at any time. Didn't I? Don't have to wait so long alone? Will we all be happier?"

Wen Ke raised his head abruptly.

I saw the tall Alpha squatting in front of him like a lost child, tears streaming down slowly and silently from those narrow, dark eyes.

This was the first time Han Jiangque cried in front of him.

Wen Ke's eye circles turned red all of a sudden, and he knelt down on the floor with a plop, trying to reach out to wipe Han Jiangque's tears: "Han Xiaoque, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...don't cry, don't cry. Please ..."

Han Jiangque shook his head, he did not cry anymore. Alpha calmly pushed Wen Ke's hand away, then stood up.

Wen Ke's eyes widened in horror. He supported his stomach, his legs were trembling, and followed Han Jiangque closely.

Han Jiangque didn't say anything more.

That night, he fell asleep with Wen Ke in his arms as usual, and wrapped his arms around Omega's protruding belly.

Omega's sleep was extremely light. In the first half of the night, he opened his eyes in fear and looked around him almost every ten minutes, confirming the existence of Han Jiangque.

But Han Jiangque left anyway.

In the early morning before dawn, Wen Ke woke up and stroked the empty bed sheet beside him with his fingers.

He knew that Han Jiangque was gone.

Wen Ke was not surprised, he did not open his eyes, but gently pulled the quilt over his head.

The memory surged up like a tide, and he was like a bubble in the black deep sea, undulating groggyly.

It was him at the age of 19, tiptoeing against the open door of the study room, and muffled conversations came from inside.

"Xiao Yuan, the matter of cheating was suppressed at that time. Although you were engaged to Wen Ke, things have calmed down now. Why don't you give him a sum of money and call off the engagement?"

"Dad, this, this is not good...?"

"It's really not that we are cruel. The main reason is that he is an E-level Omega. He is really a bit unhandy. In the future, there may be troubles in childbearing. Xiaoyuan, you have to be realistic. Our family owes him, and it is not good to use money to make up for it." No way, since you didn't officially mark him, why do you have to marry and tie him up for the rest of your life?"

"Dad, Xiaoke's mother has just been buried. She is helpless. It's so pitiful. And I really like him. Don't talk about it. I won't listen to you about marriage."

In the dark study, there are disgusting secrets hidden.

However, that moment was indeed not the so-called "hate" mood.

He just suddenly—

died.

There is nothing good or beautiful in this world, everything is ugly.

Because of this, it is no longer worth living well.

That night, there were thunder and lightning, and the rain outside was crackling loudly.

The corridors of the big villa were deep and long, Wen Ke walked barefoot on the wooden floor, and walked for a long time before returning to the bedroom.

His room was sparsely furnished, with white walls and gray curtains, like a barren cemetery.

Wen Ke awkwardly climbed back onto the bed, then pushed open the window vigorously, letting the bean-sized raindrops splash on his body.

Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew, and a bunch of white paper flowers at the memorial ceremony flew out of his room, but they were drenched by heavy rain in an instant.

"Mom... you're really leaving, aren't you?"

I want to be with you too.

That night, Wen Ke dreamed of a giraffe for the first time.

I turned into a giraffe and ran in the wilderness, snow-white paper flowers and golden ears of wheat fluttered in the wind.

At the end of the field of vision, there stood a little boy with pitch-black eyes, who stretched out his arms to him.

He kicked his legs and ran over, the road was very far away, but in the dream he was not tired at all, just running like this, he seemed very happy.

Since then, this dream has been like this, accompanying his ten years of boring life.

During the day, his body dutifully plays Zhuo's Omega, he is enslaved, suppressed, and his neck is bitten

But he doesn't actually live there.

He shut all the things he loves in his dreams.

When night came, he went to them.

……

With tears all over her face, Wen Ke suddenly sat up from the bed.

Han Jiangque was right, it was the cowardice in his bones that destroyed him far before the mark itself.

And the same, ten years, more than 3000 nights, Mark has never really suppressed his love for a single day.

In his chaotic subconscious, in his dreams, he has always, always loved Han Jiangque.

Marks aren't the most powerful thing in this world.

Human nature is.

Marks have never defeated humanity.