After Amnesia, the Fishing-Type O Tempts Me to Mark Her - Chapter 4
“Just change the sheets,” Cheng Yang murmured.
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The moment those words left her lips, Cheng Yang felt a pang of disorientation.
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Since losing her memory, she struggled to recall even recent events, let alone her high school days.
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Cheng Yang gazed intently at Xu Xun’s cheeks, now flushed with a delicate pink, her eyes fixed on his.
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Seeing the Omega’s gaze waver slightly, the dark thoughts in Cheng Yang’s mind surged. She lifted a finger, tilted Xu Xun’s chin, and a faint smile played on her lips. “So, you liked me back in high school?”
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Xu Xun nodded, his ears and slender, snow-white neck blushing a pale pink.
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Cheng Yang licked her lips, biting her moist lower lip as she pressed further. “A’Xun, how did we get together? Did I confess first, or did you?”
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The Alpha’s radiant, beautiful face was now inches away. Xu Xun held his breath, his nostrils filled with the faint scent of peaches—Cheng Yang’s pheromone, intoxicating him completely.
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Xu Xun pressed his lips tightly together, his cheeks burning crimson.
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To Cheng Yang, this looked like he was too shy to speak.
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She stared intently at Xu Xun and said, “If you won’t tell me, let me guess. I definitely chased after you first, right?”
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Xu Xun suddenly looked up, her voice hoarse. “Why would you think that?”
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Cheng Yang replied without hesitation, “Since I like you, of course I’d pursue you.”
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During the days they had spent together, Cheng Yang had clearly observed that Xu Xun was a reserved Omega. She was gentle and beautiful, approaching everything with patience and meticulous care.
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Cheng Yang mused that it must have been Xu Xun’s refined demeanor that had initially drawn her in.
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High school? Early romance?
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How intriguing.
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Cheng Yang couldn’t recall whether she had ever been involved in an early romance herself, but she was certain that someone with Xu Xun’s character wouldn’t have been the type of “bad student” to engage in such things.
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If that’s true, then haven’t I corrupted her?
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Cheng Yang gently pinched Xu Xun’s warm chin, nuzzled her nose against it, and said with a smile, “A’Xun, do you think I’m right?”
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“Yes, you’re right,” Xu Xun replied, following Cheng Yang’s lead. “We did… secretly date for a while, during our senior year of high school.”
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Cheng Yang leaned against Xu Xun’s shoulder, casually grabbing a soft sheep plushie and tucking it into her arms. She listened with rapt attention, as if hearing a captivating story. “Senior year? So I was a bad influence? Did I distract you from your college entrance exams?”
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“No,” Xu Xun shook his head, his gaze lowered. After a few seconds, he added, “But you went abroad in the second half of our senior year, and we lost contact.”
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“What are you saying?” Cheng Yang scrambled out of Xu Xun’s arms, her face filled with shock. “I thought we were going to go from school uniforms to wedding dresses! How could things end like this?”
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Xu Xun’s lips curved into a bitter smile. “I don’t know either. We broke up. Then, by chance, we reunited at a wrap party. After that…”
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He didn’t finish the sentence, but Cheng Yang already knew what had happened. She filled in the blanks: “After the wrap party, we got back together and got married, right?”
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Xu Xun nodded. “Mm-hmm.”
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Cheng Yang’s mind was overwhelmed. She slowly closed her eyes, trying to process Xu Xun’s words.
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Xu Xun kissed the corner of her lips, smiling. “I’ve been waiting for you all this time. During my years as an extra, many people tried to take advantage of me. I even considered leaving the industry altogether, but I always believed you would come back for me.”
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Seeing Cheng Yang’s beautiful, upturned peach blossom eyes widen, Xu Xun’s lips curled into a smile. “I’m so glad I didn’t give up. I finally waited for that day.”
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Cheng Yang never imagined the twists and turns of their shared history. A complex mix of emotions welled up within her as she pressed her lips together, her gaze toward Xu Xun growing complicated.
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She couldn’t begin to fathom the hardships Xu Xun must have endured. In the entertainment industry, lacking connections or backing was a death sentence.
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After a moment, Cheng Yang cupped Xu Xun’s flushed, warm cheeks, tenderly kissing her forehead and the tip of her nose. Her lips lingered around Xu Xun’s mouth, tracing its contours.
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Compelled by an uncontrollable urge, Cheng Yang lowered her head, attempting to capture Xu Xun’s soft, pale pink lips. But she found the Omega’s body trembling uncontrollably.
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“……”
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Cheng Yang’s eyes snapped open, meeting Xu Xun’s reddened gaze. Alarmed by the Omega’s trembling, she felt utterly lost. “A’Xun, what’s wrong?”
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“N-nothing… I’m fine…” Xu Xun stammered, her lips quivering and her eyes darting nervously. She bit down on her lower lip, leaving a deep indentation stained crimson.
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Cheng Yang initially thought Xu Xun’s heat cycle had begun. She wrapped her arms around the Omega’s waist and pressed her nose against the nape of Xu Xun’s neck, but detected no trace of pheromones.
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Xu Xun closed his eyes, pulling Cheng Yang into a tight embrace. He shook his head and whispered, “Yangyang, I’m okay. I’m just so scared… I’m always afraid of losing you. I… I don’t even know what’s wrong with me…”
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Hearing Xu Xun’s hoarse, fragmented words, Cheng Yang kissed his snow-white neck and shoulder tenderly. “I’ll always be by your side,” she murmured softly. “You don’t need to worry.”
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“I do need to worry!”
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The sudden shout startled both of them. Cheng Yang, still holding the slightly frantic Xu Xun, couldn’t help but wonder if he was experiencing some kind of mental health issue. Could it be related to the car accident?
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But she was perfectly fine now—no injuries, no lingering effects. Even with the amnesia, she had fallen in love with him all over again. What could Xu Xun possibly still be afraid of?
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Cheng Yang was baffled. If Xu Xun didn’t want to reveal it, it must be a deeply hidden secret in his heart.
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Even in the closest relationships, everyone has a private world they keep hidden.
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Cheng Yang sighed inwardly, extending her left hand to gently stroke Xu Xun’s back, soothing the Omega’s agitated emotions.
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Perhaps, for Xu Xun, this relationship felt precarious, like something he could lose at any moment.
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Could it be that Xu Xun wasn’t satisfied with their secret marriage, feeling insecure about its hidden nature?
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Cheng Yang moved her lips, tentatively asking, “A’Xun, should we officially announce our marriage?”
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Xu Xun’s body froze again. Her lips trembled as she stared into Cheng Yang’s eyes in disbelief. “What did you say?”
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Cheng Yang flashed a sweet smile and quickly pecked Xu Xun’s lips. “I said, let’s officially announce our marriage.”
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Xu Xun’s reaction shifted from shock to utter disbelief. Seeing her speechless, Cheng Yang pursed her lips and tried again, “A’Xun, I know this puts you in a difficult position. You’re at the peak of your career, and announcing our marriage might affect your work.”
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Noticing Xu Xun’s still-stunned expression, Cheng Yang’s voice softened with disappointment. “I was just throwing it out there. Don’t take it seriously. Honestly, whether we go public or not doesn’t matter to me…”
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“I agree!”
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Xu Xun locked eyes with Cheng Yang, her voice firm. “I agree. Let’s officially announce our marriage!”
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A radiant smile bloomed on Cheng Yang’s face. She looped her arm around Xu Xun’s neck, pulled her down, and tilted her head up to kiss her lips.
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Cheng Yang had intended for the kiss to be brief, but just as their lips were about to part, a hand gripped the back of her neck.
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“Mmm—”
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Xu Xun’s lips crashed down on hers, their teeth clashing through the thin barrier of their lips. Cheng Yang’s brow furrowed, a pained groan escaping her throat.
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Xu Xun’s self-control was clearly superior. Without so much as a wince, she tentatively parted her lips, her scalding kiss sucking on Cheng Yang’s full lower lip.
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Sensing Xu Xun’s initiative, Cheng Yang reciprocated without hesitation. She opened her mouth wider, no longer content with a fleeting kiss. Slowly, she extended her tongue, gently teasing Xu Xun’s lips and teeth.
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The Omega in her arms let out a soft sigh. Cheng Yang’s eyes fluttered open slightly, revealing Xu Xun’s tightly closed eyes. Even without seeing them, she could sense the other woman’s nervousness and awkwardness.
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Cheng Yang chuckled inwardly, deepening the kiss. With innate skill, she used her tongue to hook around Xu Xun’s, simultaneously flipping their positions so that the Omega was now pinned beneath her.
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Omegas were naturally far more sensitive than Alphas. Before Cheng Yang’s hand even touched him, Xu Xun was already melting into a puddle of spring water.
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“Ah! Yangyang—”
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His husky, seductive voice lingered in Cheng Yang’s ear as she stared down at the Omega beneath her, who was so weak he couldn’t even sit up straight. Straddling Xu Xun’s legs, she buried her face against his waist, her fingers digging into his flesh.
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Goosebumps erupted across Xu Xun’s body. Cheng Yang hadn’t even done anything yet, but the moment their eyes met, he surrendered completely within seconds.
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The faint, lingering fragrance around her nose seemed to intensify. Cheng Yang nearly lost herself in it, but she quickly noticed something was wrong.
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Xu Xun bit his lower lip, silent.
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When Cheng Yang finally spotted the small, dark stain on the pale bedsheets, she understood what had happened.
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She was stunned.
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She hadn’t even released her pheromones. How could Xu Xun have come so quickly?
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Could there be something wrong with his body? Cheng Yang thought in alarm.
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Xu Xun, of course, had also realized something was amiss.
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Seeing Cheng Yang staring intently at the stain beneath him, he finally understood what had happened.
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Xu Xun’s entire face and body felt scalded by boiling water. She quickly raised her arm to shield her eyes.
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To Cheng Yang, this gesture seemed like a futile attempt to hide the obvious. She even considered grabbing Xu Xun’s wrist and forcing her to open her eyes and look at her.
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But Cheng Yang wasn’t a cruel Alpha. She knew Xu Xun needed to save face.
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The two remained frozen in this awkward position for a moment. Cheng Yang smiled, about to reassure Xu Xun that this was perfectly normal.
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It just happened a bit quickly, she thought. Next time, just try to last longer. There’s nothing shameful between wives.
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Suddenly, a sharp pain pierced the back of her head. Cheng Yang belatedly remembered Jian Fan’s warning: she wasn’t allowed to engage in “strenuous activity” with Xu Xun until she fully recovered.
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Biting her lower lip, Cheng Yang endured the excruciating pain and whispered, “A’Xun, it’s okay. We can just change the sheets.”
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Hearing Cheng Yang’s hoarse, weak murmur, Xu Xun’s eyes snapped open. She saw Cheng Yang drenched in cold sweat, her once flushed cheeks now drained of color.
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“Yangyang!”
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Xu Xun lunged forward and caught Cheng Yang just as she collapsed.
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