Can Alpha Also Be A Wife? - Chapter 28
Chapter 28: It Was All a Misunderstanding…
Lin Fansheng could feel that Lu Shihuai was completely serious.
He was on the verge of death, and his final wish was nothing more than a kiss from him.
But…
Lin Fansheng pushed the person hugging him and said, “You—”
“Don’t talk!” Lu Shihuai suddenly interrupted.
“If you’re not going to accept it, then don’t say anything.”
After suppressing it for so long, his spiritual power was growing increasingly violent. Lu Shihuai’s body trembled slightly.
“I really can’t hold on anymore. You should go,” he reluctantly let go of Lin Fansheng. “The escape pod is—”
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Lu Shihuai’s eyes widened.
His words were cut off by the soft touch of lips, stuck in his throat.
It was a kiss — brief and fleeting.
Their lips merely touched, but it was impossible to ignore the furious pounding of their hearts.
Lin Fansheng lifted his hand and gently touched Lu Shihuai’s cheek, sighing helplessly, “What I was going to say was: you were holding me too tightly.”
Lu Shihuai hadn’t recovered yet — his mind went blank.
He hadn’t expected Lin Fansheng to agree!
That moment of emotional slackness gave the long-suppressed spiritual force an opening. His chaotic energy exploded, wildly lashing out at everything it encountered.
Until — it entangled with Lin Fansheng’s spiritual force.
The raging tide suddenly found a focus and surged together like a spiritual waterfall aimed straight at Lin Fansheng.
Lu Shihuai didn’t have time to enjoy the joy of being kissed. Panic and fear overwhelmed him.
He mustered all his strength to slow down the spiritual power’s rush.
Then he pressed a button on the control panel — a hatch opened inside the mech cabin.
Lu Shihuai grabbed Lin Fansheng and tried to drag him toward the door. “Ah Sheng, get out of here! Quickly!”
But the resistance in Lin Fansheng’s body stopped him.
He stood firm, calm eyes filled with unwavering seriousness. “I can save you.”
“No, you don’t know how — there’s no time!” Lu Shihuai refused, gripping tighter.
Unfortunately, in his current state, he couldn’t overpower Lin Fansheng. Combined with the spiritual force draining him, Lu Shihuai’s face turned several shades paler.
He truly couldn’t hold on any longer…
The person who had endured for so long finally let go. His legs gave out, his mind buzzing.
The unrestrained spiritual power surged in.
Lu Shihuai kept looking at Lin Fansheng. Just before his vision went black, he opened his mouth and silently mouthed a few words.
Lin Fansheng caught Lu Shihuai’s collapsing body and turned calmly to face the “spiritual waterfall.”
Lu Shihuai’s spiritual energy manifested as a deep blue — like a turbulent ocean. It seemed calm on the surface but roiled with waves beneath.
But that sea was held back just three steps from Lin Fansheng by a dazzling golden screen.
The blue tried to infiltrate the gold, but the golden power was simply too strong — unwavering.
“…I told you. I can save you.”
Lin Fansheng adjusted his grip, carrying the unconscious man in a bridal hold.
He walked forward slowly. With each step, the golden barrier advanced, pushing the blue spiritual power back.
He gently set Lu Shihuai down and looked at his unconscious face with exasperation. “You trust me so much in everything else, but not with this?”
He turned his gaze to the restrained blue spiritual force.
“To save you, I’ll need…”
Lin Fansheng closed his eyes and lowered his forehead to touch Lu Shihuai’s.
If his instincts were right…
Behind them, the golden screen began to change, transforming into countless threads of golden spiritual power that tightly wrapped around the blue.
They weaved, tightened, merged, tore apart, and reformed…
No one knew how long it lasted.
Eventually, the golden power faded.
The blue spiritual power appeared much clearer — its previous chaos fully quelled — and finally returned obediently to Lu Shihuai’s spiritual sea.
Lu Shihuai opened his eyes.
For the first time in months, his mind felt light, his spirit at peace. It was like a different world.
He was alive!
Where was Lin Fansheng?
He quickly noticed someone lying against his chest.
A heavy head pressed down on his chest, making it hard to breathe — but that did nothing to lessen his joy.
He was safe — which meant Lin Fansheng had saved him. Did that mean he’d regained his memories?
Lu Shihuai held his breath, waiting anxiously until Lin Fansheng stirred awake.
As soon as Lin Fansheng lifted his head, he saw those bright, hopeful eyes.
Before Lu Shihuai could say a word, he cut him off. “Don’t get your hopes up. I didn’t regain my memory.”
Lu Shihuai frowned. “Then how did you fix my spiritual force?”
“I told you I could save you, and you just wouldn’t believe me,” Lin Fansheng said, poking him hard.
Just remembering that pissed him off!
Though, in fairness, the instinct that told him how to help had come a bit late.
While he was thinking through it, he didn’t notice the complicated look on Lu Shihuai’s face.
Until Lu suddenly said:
“Then… can I kiss you again?”
The shock of the question immediately snapped Lin Fansheng’s thoughts back into place.
“Are you pushing your luck?”
Lu Shihuai lowered his eyelids, hiding his eyes. He looked pitiful. “You didn’t even really kiss me just now!”
Lin Fansheng was momentarily speechless.
…Was he pouting?
That had to be his imagination!
Not getting a response, Lu Shihuai added in a mock-casual tone, “Forget it, if you don’t want to, I won’t say anything…”
Lin Fansheng covered his face.
He gave up.
Why did he feel like Lu Shihuai was being a bit… dramatic?
And worse… why did he kind of like it?
Lu Shihuai kept going, “It’s fine, you don’t want to kiss me — of course not, you don’t even like me. You only kissed me earlier because you pitied me, thought I was dying, I get it… it’s my fault…”
Not wanting to hear any more of Lu’s melodramatic monologue, Lin Fansheng yanked him close and pressed a hard kiss to his lips.
So he wanted a real kiss?
Fine, he’d give him one.
Lin Fansheng had never kissed anyone before, but instinct took over.
Sucking, biting…
But he didn’t control his strength properly and bit Lu Shihuai’s lip hard enough to draw bl00d.
“…”
Lin Fansheng pulled away, coughed, and tried to hide his awkwardness.
It didn’t feel romantic at all — it just tasted like bl00d. What a disaster.
His face heated up instantly. No need to check — he knew he was blushing.
So embarrassing.
Lu Shihuai licked his lips, his eyes glowing.
He looked seriously at Lin Fansheng’s flushed face, taking in the sight of his blushing cheeks.
His gaze dropped to those red lips.
Unable to resist his desire, Lu Shihuai leaned in and kissed him again.
Lin Fansheng had kissed him first — so returning the favor wasn’t overstepping, right?
They were both clumsy beginners, but Lu Shihuai’s technique was a bit more refined.
Maybe because he’d been bitten earlier, he was extra gentle this time.
Lin Fansheng trembled slightly as he experienced the real feeling of their lips and tongues entwining.
But he didn’t push Lu Shihuai away. Instead, he wrapped his arms around him in return.
He just couldn’t bring himself to say no to Lu Shihuai’s requests.
Out of breath, Lin Fansheng gave Lu Shihuai a light push.
Lu Shihuai pulled back. “Did that make you uncomfortable?”
Lin Fansheng shook his head and asked instead, “Were we really not mates before?”
He’d been wondering about that for a long time.
Their relationship was sometimes more intimate than any couple he’d seen. The chemistry between them felt stronger than the entanglements between Fu Mingxi and Jiang Shuran.
But sometimes, he felt like his feelings for Lu Shihuai weren’t exactly romantic.
The contradiction was driving him crazy.
Lu Shihuai went quiet for a while.
“You didn’t… know I liked you before.”
That answer stunned Lin Fansheng. His pupils contracted. “What?”
He hadn’t known Lu Shihuai liked him?
It was that obvious — how could he have missed it??
Was he blind before?
“You just didn’t understand yourself,” Lu Shihuai said.
“You trusted me. You spoiled me. You favored me. But you always thought—” he paused and took a deep breath, “—it was because my life was in your hands.”
“That if you left me, I’d die.”
“So you thought I was nice to you only because of that.” Lu Shihuai’s voice was helpless.
Every time he showed affection, it had been misinterpreted.
All his love had been wasted on someone who couldn’t see it.
If Lin Ling hadn’t lost his memory this time, maybe he never would’ve figured it out.
Lin Fansheng was speechless.
What a ridiculous — and yet perfectly plausible — misunderstanding.
“You’re a lot more affectionate with me now than you were before,” Lu Shihuai said.
“Now you understand why I didn’t want you to regain your memory too soon, don’t you?”
Oh, he understood.
Too well.
Lin Fansheng rubbed his chin.
Maybe there was another reason.
Before, he wasn’t interested in romance — so he never saw things from that angle.
But his amnesia had made him a blank slate. With nothing holding him back, he could freely interpret Lu Shihuai’s feelings.
And now, with everything Lu had said, he could finally piece together how he had treated Lu.
Because Lu Shihuai always needed to bite him during ruts — drawn by pheromones and instincts — they probably had some intimacy in muddled states of mind, so he didn’t reject Lu’s scent.
Because Lu’s life was in his hands, as long as Lu didn’t make excessive requests, he’d agree to most things.
After all, what’s wrong with indulging a useful subordinate? Lu was highly capable, easy to manage, loyal — he deserved a few perks.
And they’d known each other for ten years. Ten years of shared missions and memories. Of course they were close.
After analyzing it all, Lin Fansheng came to a painful realization.
Oh no. He’d misunderstood everything.
Somehow, he’d convinced himself that he and Lu Shihuai had some ambiguous relationship.
They’d hugged, kissed, even groped…
Was it too late to take it all back?
He looked up at Lu Shihuai.
That man’s expression was completely focused. His eyes were filled with unmistakable emotion — no longer hidden.
Oh no. He was in deep trouble.
Lin Fansheng clutched his head and took a deep breath.
Sorry, pre-amnesia me… You created this mess. You clean it up. I’m out!
At this moment, Lin Fansheng desperately wanted his memory back.
Unfortunately, his memory didn’t listen to him — not a single ripple.
He closed his eyes in defeat and muttered, “Um…”
Since everything already happened, he couldn’t just coldly say, “It was all a misunderstanding.”
Lin Fansheng decided to stall — and push everything onto his pre-amnesia self.
“I think we should… talk about this later.”
“We’re about to catch up to El’s fleet. Let’s deal with him first.”
Sorry, El-the-Scapegoat… you’re up next!