Why Is It Possible For This Type Of A To Also Have An O? - Chapter 23

Translator: Abo Dammen

Editor: Ainden

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A-Angry again? Bai Tang shuddered and took a step back, nervously gripping the pocket of his jacket, hesitant and uneasy.

The alpha had said the same thing last night when he’d caught him sleeping on the ground. It was the first time he heard Jiang Yunsu, who had lost his memory, say he was angry. Bai Tang was so frightened that he climbed onto the bed then and there. But Jiang Yunshu was supposed to be angry, so he had him sleep on the bed. After seeing him lying down, he walked out.

Jiang Yunshu kept silent as he glanced at the omega, who was a size smaller than himself. His facial features were inherently fierce. The corners of his mouth were straight when he didn’t speak, which made it seem as if he had an extremely aggressive aura, as if he was really angry.

“I’m sorry for troubling you, sir…” Bai Tang glanced at the alpha in fear, turned and ran inside the house; the overly long cotton-padded jacket restrained his pace, the folds of his clothes pulled to the extreme, revealing a slender waist.

Too skinny, he was still too skinny. Jiang Yunshu stood in the same place, quietly watching the flashing figure. Even though he’d recently been changing his tricks and methods of alternating vegetarian dishes and supplementing nutrients as much as possible, he could never fundamentally solve the problem without making him eat meat. He had to make Lin Baizhou trust him as soon as possible.

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Whenever Jiang Yunshu was home, the atmosphere was always very quiet and depressing. There was only the occasional small sound of Heitang’s paws pit-pattering on the floor. He didn’t speak, so did Bai Tang. Bai Tang would quietly check at his expression when he did anything.

Before meeting Jiang Yunshu, Bai Tang’s everything, his services, were only for Jiang Yunsu. But… He picked up the book, stood up and walked towards the room. But Bai Tang should only revolve around him.

“I’ll go back to my room first,” said Jiang Yunshu.

Bai Tang immediately stood up, his hands clasped and postured on his abdomen. He bowed his head and quipped, “Okay, sir.”

After more than a month of Jiang Yunshu’s observation, he had figured it out. Bai Tang wouldn’t be allowed to sleep before “him” in the past, because he had to prepare for the possibility of being summoned by “him” at any time.

At 10:30 in the night, Jiang Yunshu finished a set of previous years’ examination papers. He put down his pen, stood up to stretch his body, and walked out of the room.

Sure enough, the door to Bai Tang’s room was still wide open. Jiang Yunshu saw Bai Tang sitting on the ground as he played with Heitang with his legs bent.

Bai Tang threw a bag of pocket tissues to the corner of the room, pointed at it, and said in a breathy tone, “…Heitang, jiayou!”

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The doorknob clicked.

“Cough.” Jiang Yunshu deliberately cleared his throat.

“Thump.” Then followed with heavy footsteps.

A few seconds later, Jiang Yunshu emerged expressionlessly in front of Bai Tang’s room. He saw Bai Tang’s hands resting on his knees as he knelt on the ground, and Heitang followed suit, his tail energetically wagging.

Seeing him appear, Bai Tang stood up and said with utmost deference, “Sir, you’re out… Is there anything you need?”

His cold seemed to be getting worse. His voice had already changed. It had a very thick nasal sound, which sounded like a clingy, spoiled child.

“None.” Jiang Yunshu replied. “It’s cold, don’t sit on the ground. Have you washed up?”

Bai Tang nodded. “Yes…”

“Then go to sleep.” Jiang Yunshu picked up Heitang and placed it in the doghouse in the corner. “Sleep on the bed.”

Watching Jiang Yunshu’s movements, Bai Tang radiated tension. He felt relieved to see that the alpha was far away from Heitang. He climbed onto the bed, covered himself with a quilt, and lay down flat to show that he was obedient and would sleep well.

Jiang Yunshu saw the zipper stuck on Bai Tang’s face and said helplessly, “Take off your clothes.”

A moment of silence.

This sentence was like a bomb that made Bai Tang’s temples crack open. All of a sudden, he froze. His neck seemed to have rusted, as he slowly turned to look at the alpha in disbelief. The fear engraved in his bones crawled from the soles of his feet, the chill gradually creeping through his entire body; his fingertips were so cold that he couldn’t feel them.

Did Jiang Yunsu remember? But, how could Jiang Yunsu, who had recovered his memory, remain unresponsive after seeing him lying on the bed?

Jiang Yunshu noticed something wrong with Bai Tang’s expression, and just as he was about to speak, he saw Bai Tang’s thin and pale fingers protrude out from the bed; they trembled as it pulled down the zipper around his neck. Once the coat was taken off, the omega’s body shape immediately shrank in size.

It wasn’t over yet. Immediately after, his fingertips undid the first top button of his pajamas, its wide collar immediately slipped under his left shoulder. His collarbone was protruding, revealing a wide expanse of pale skin.

“Bai Tang.” Jiang Yunshu finally knew why Bai Tang’s expression was like that. He spoke in time to stop him. “I meant, take off the coat before you sleep.”

His hand that was already on the second button suddenly froze. Bai Tang bit his lip, feeling humiliated. He then re-fastened all the buttons, his fingers knotting in panic. He stuttered, “I-I’m sorry, sir!”

“It’s okay,” Jiang Yunshu responded. “Sleep well.”

“Click.” The door closed.

Bai Tang, who was buried under the quilt and was covered by darkness, was tomato red. The scene just now played repeatedly in his mind. He rubbed the quilt in a rough manner, trying to reduce the heat on his face.

After a while, this embarrassed emotion disappeared. It came and went quickly.

The faint moonlight peeked in through the curtains. Bai Tang grasped the bed quilt with strength. The exquisite and soft sensation under his body felt unfamiliar. He curled up on the edge of the bed and looked at the door with unending vigilance.

After he sobered up, he felt afraid that the unpredictable alpha would suddenly charge in, pick him up from the bed and throw him to the ground while roaring angrily, “Who the fuck allowed you to sleep and soil my bed!”

He tried to rouse himself to keep his drooping eyelids from closing, but his out-of-control sick body pulled his consciousness and he submerged to sleep.

After 1 hour and 47 minutes, Bai Tang finally fell asleep.

At 1:43 am, Jiang Yunshu ticked the last item in his notebook. He walked out of the door to turn off the hallway lights, but when his eyes trained at the direction of Bai Tang’s room, he hesitated for a bit, but in the end he tiptoed to the door and quietly unscrewed the knob like an old mother checking.

Checking to see if the child listened.

Very good. Jiang Yunshu felt relieved when he saw the bulging figure on the bed.

Heitang, who was lying beside the bed, raised its head. Jiang Yunshu raised his finger, signalling it to be quiet. Just as he was about to exit, he noticed that Bai Tang’s face was completely covered by the quilt, leaving only a few chunks of hair messily flopped on the pillow.

It goes without saying that Bai Tang’s nose was blocked. Jiang Yunshu was afraid that he would not breathe properly and suffocate, so he lightly walked to the bed and slightly lifted the quilt.

He then felt extremely fortunate that he had made the decision to enter Bai Tang’s room.

The child had a fever.

His forehead was burning and his breath was warm, but his hands and feet were cold.

Without any hesitation, he flew downstairs and took the entire medicine kit up. He aimed the infrared thermometer at Bai Tang’s forehead and the device showed that his temperature was 38.6 degrees. His actual body temperature must be higher than this.

Jiang Yunshu frowned, went downstairs again, and found a fever cooling patch from the refrigerator. He was afraid he’d scare Bai Tang, so he turned on the light when he entered the room. He squatted down beside the bed and patted the quilt as gently as possible, trying to wake up the sickly lethargic figure.

“Bai Tang, Bai Tang.”

Bai Tang stirred up. His eyelids moved, and a small gap peeked in confusion. Seeing this, Jiang Yunshu immediately stood up and retreated to the door, and then knocked. “Bai Tang, wake up. You’re having a fever.”

Bai Tang’s brain was burnt dizzy. He subconsciously glanced at the source of the sound. The moment his eyes fell on the alpha, his pupils shrank, then he let out a scream. He then sat up and stepped back in a hurry, almost falling out of the bed.

He was still afraid.