He is not my Alpha! - Chapter 29

Ji Yifei was about to speak, but in the end, his pride got the better of him and he couldn’t. Some things were better processed alone.

Ji Yifei: “It’s nothing much. Although it’s a bit uncomfortable, it’s fine as long as you guys, my friends, know the truth. I don’t care about others’ opinions of me.”

Shang Yan sensed that Ji Yifei’s tone was faster than usual, knowing his mood was low right now, and actively ended the accidental call: “Then we’ll talk when we meet later.”

“Okay.” After receiving the farewell signal, Shang Yan hung up the phone.

He opened the WeChat chat window and saw a message bomb from Li Jiang.

Shang Shisui: Don’t worry, I believe in him.

Li Jiang sneered and replied: Who asked you?

Spring evenings were always a bit chilly. The revitalized plants would quietly condense white frost at night.

Ji Yifei walked downstairs to the community entrance to meet people, and as soon as he arrived, he saw the figure standing at the gate.

“Shang Yan!” Ji Yifei called out. The Alpha at the gate turned his head, saw the person coming, stopped his conversation with the security guard, and ran toward him.

The security guard recognized Ji Yifei as a resident of the community and opened the gate to let Shang Yan in.

“You’re here.” Although he had just called out affectionately, he now seemed a bit reserved upon meeting.

“Yeah,” Shang Yan nodded in reply. He looked at the person in front of him, trying to judge the impact of the incident on him through his state.

Ji Yifei pulled out his phone to check where the others were. Han Dongjun lived the closest and said he was on the way.

In less than three minutes, Han Dongjun had arrived. The security guard recognized him and let him in without asking.

Han Dongjun’s face had lost its usual exuberance, his eyebrows showing anxiety.

The furrowed brows seemed to be pinching Ji Yifei’s neck, and Ji Yifei also frowned in response.

Shang Yan understood his inner anxiety and could only try to make his expression better and more relaxed. He walked over and patted Han Dongjun’s shoulder. Han Dongjun looked at Ji Yifei in front of him, realizing his expression was too serious.

He joked, “What’s the big deal? When I get there, I’ll drag out the rumor-mongers one by one and beat them in turns.” He then thumped Ji Yifei’s shoulder to lighten the mood.

Ji Yifei knew what he meant and also forced a smile.

“Security guard, my classmate is inside. Let me in, please.” The voice from the entrance needed no introduction.

The three walked toward the community entrance. The security guard opened the gate after seeing Ji Yifei nod.

“School—Bully—Ji—” Li Jiang howled dramatically as he passed through the community gate and lunged at Ji Yifei, but was blocked by Han Dongjun and Shang Yan.

“Are you human?” Ji Yifei couldn’t help but ridicule him, startled by the noise.

Li Jiang didn’t charge forward anymore. Blocked, he could only lean his weight onto Han Dongjun’s shoulder. He wasn’t very good at noticing others’ emotions. Seeing that everyone’s expressions were generally okay, and Ji Yifei still had the energy to curse, he relaxed.

“Let’s go, let’s go. Take me to see your big villa. I’ve never been here before. Bring out all the good wine, okay? I’m your advisor now.”

Li Jiang significantly eased the atmosphere. Han Dongjun also relaxed and joked, “Yeah, we are all advisors. Emperor Ji, you must treat us well.”

Ji Yifei, now “enthroned” as emperor, declared himself a wise ruler who would definitely treat everyone well.

Han Dongjun noticed the quiet Shang Yan. Noticing he was still a bit tense, he teased him:

“Our Shang Yan is not an advisor. With the beauty of our Campus Belle Shang, he should at least be a Noble Consort, right?”

This remark attracted Ji Yifei’s attention. He looked at Shang Yan. Shang Yan quickly had to suppress his emotions.

“Get lost, get lost. You want to be an advisor and make our Scholar Shang a consort? With Scholar Shang’s meticulous mind, he should definitely be an important minister heavily relied upon by the Emperor in the court, okay?”

Ji Yifei nodded in approval. Shang Yan also played along: “Thank you for the Imperial Grace.”

The group deliberately slowed their pace and joked around. What usually took a few minutes to walk took a solid twenty minutes.

Upon reaching the entrance, Li Jiang exclaimed, “I hate the rich.”

No sooner had he said that than a figure darted out from the side of the house, standing under the street lamp with a lollipop in his mouth.

“Is that you?” Li Jiang noticed this person first, mainly because guys wearing only a windbreaker late at night in this weather were uncommon.

He had also noticed the troublemaker at the snack stall that day. This guy was wearing the same black outfit, but he was holding a cigarette in his mouth then.

Han Dongjun was completely bewildered. He had no recollection of this person. But looking at the slightly long hair, he definitely wasn’t from their school. That hairstyle would have been cut off hundreds of times by Director Wang.

“How long have you been waiting?” Ji Yifei walked over and asked.

“Guess,” came the one-word reply.

If these people weren’t strangers, Ji Yifei would definitely roll his eyes and comment: So pretentious.

“Come on in, everyone.” Ji Yifei opened the door with a facial scan, found slippers for everyone to enter the house. Li Jiang once again voiced his hatred of the rich.

Ji Yifei led them to the living room to sit down and got up to go to the kitchen for water. Shang Yan followed to help.

Only three people were left in the living room. Han Dongjun looked at the boy sitting on the opposite sofa with his legs crossed and shaking them, full of confusion.

Logically, he had known Ji Yifei the longest among the group, but he had absolutely no impression of this boy. He shifted his gaze to Li Jiang next to him, trying to glean some information.

But Li Jiang’s eyes were only on the big villa, completely oblivious to the gaze of the person beside him.

Ji Yifei and Shang Yan brought back coke and orange juice and placed them on the table. Han Dongjun and Li Jiang took theirs and thanked them, but the “uninvited guest” made no move.

He looked up at Ji Yifei. Ji Yifei also looked at him. After a few seconds, he seemed to concede, sighed, and grabbed a can of coke.

Ji Yifei and Shang Yan sat on the central sofa. Ji Yifei took a few deep breaths and started the introductions.

He started with Zou Duquan: “This is Zou Duquan, my good friend from junior high.”

Zou Duquan was a bit uncomfortable with such a formal introduction. He raised his hand and greeted the two opposite him, and also greeted the person next to Ji Yifei.

Ji Yifei then introduced Li Jiang and Han Dongjun. They also followed Zou Duquan and greeted the opposite party.

Finally, Ji Yifei pointed to Shang Yan next to him, but before he could speak, Zou Duquan interrupted: “I know this one. The little boyfriend. No need for an introduction. Let’s get to the point.”

Li Jiang and Han Dongjun both gave a thumbs-up. Ji Yifei’s attempt to explain was stifled by Shang Yan’s raised hand to wave hello.

Ji Yifei was speechless but could only accept the reality.

He tapped his fingers, lowered his head, and began to speak:

“Actually, it’s nothing much. What’s said on the forum is half true, half false. In junior high, because of some things, I was a bit rebellious. I skipped class a few times, dyed my hair, and hung out with some friends I met outside school.” He lowered his head further: “Slept in class a few times, didn’t do homework… and didn’t wear the school uniform.”

At this point, Zou Duquan chimed in, “The buddy he hung out with was me, a slacker. But I can prove that he really only skipped a few P.E. classes to eat lunch with me. He didn’t touch smoking or drinking.”

Li Jiang and Han Dongjun nodded, signaling him to continue.

“Later, the issue was resolved, and it stopped. I smoothly moved up to high school, and this is what you see now.”

“Wow…” Li Jiang sighed, raised his hand, and asked, “Can I ask what color you dyed your hair?”

Ji Yifei was silent. Zou Duquan opposite him couldn’t help but laugh.

“Hahahahahaha, he insisted on dyeing his hair. The barber brought the colors over, and he closed his eyes and randomly pointed to one.”

“What color?” Han Dongjun, who had known Ji Yifei for so many years without seeing him dye his hair, asked curiously.

“Purple! Hahahahahaha.” The thought of seeing Ji Yifei the next day, walking over with a head of purple hair, made Zou Duquan laugh until he couldn’t straighten his back.

At the time, Zou Duquan genuinely admired this rebellious kid for having the courage to dye his hair that color. He was truly bold.

Although the color only lasted for two months before regretfully retiring, the image of Ji Yifei, with a head of purple hair, watching online classes alone in the corner of a billiard hall, was unforgettable in his mind.

Li Jiang was attracted by the story of Ji Yifei from that period and asked curiously, but was interrupted by Zou Duquan.

“But the one-against-ten fight on the first day of school really has nothing to do with me.” Zou Duquan didn’t mention that the two had already lost contact, but he was also curious about the reason for Ji Yifei’s action.

During weekends, Ji Yifei would hang out with him. Sometimes when a fight was about to break out, Zou Duquan would tell Ji Yifei to stay far away because he was too young.

Although he had taught Ji Yifei how to fight, he knew deep down that Ji Yifei wasn’t from his world and would eventually return to his life path. Ji Yifei never threw a punch.

Ji Yifei was somewhat at a loss for how to explain. He couldn’t say.

“Those people provoked Ji Yifei first,” Shang Yan, who had been silent, spoke before Ji Yifei.

Li Jiang and Han Dongjun both looked at him with confusion. Li Jiang questioned, “I remember at that time… you didn’t know Ji Yifei yet, did you?”

Even Ji Yifei looked at him with a confused gaze. But looking at the Alpha’s calm and composed attitude, and considering the situation at the time, his statement was indeed plausible.

“Yes, they found out my secondary gender and provoked me, getting physical. So, I fought back.”

Han Dongjun anxiously asked, “Did you report it to the Omega Association?”

“Yes, I did,” Ji Yifei nodded in reply.

Right after he answered, a violent coughing fit came from Zou Duquan’s side. Ji Yifei suddenly remembered that he only underwent gender differentiation after he and Zou Duquan separated.

“Cough, cough, cough… You’re, cough, you’re an Omega?” Zou Duquan was shocked.

“Yeah… Differentiated after the mid-term exam, hahahaha.” Ji Yifei laughed awkwardly.

At this moment, Li Jiang raised his hand again and asked the person opposite, “Dude, can I ask your secondary gender?”

Zou Duquan calmly took a sip of coke and replied, “I don’t know.”

“Ah?” The confusion shifted to Ji Yifei.

Han Dongjun couldn’t stand it anymore and criticized, “Ji Yifei, did you put together this table of friends like a patchwork meal?”

Ji Yifei explained, “We were in junior high when we hung out. Secondary gender had just started to differentiate. Later, I returned to school, and we lost contact. I never asked.”

Zou Duquan held back from making a snide remark about how they had deleted each other’s contact information, and continued his previous answer: “I have a gender differentiation disorder. My differentiation is late. It hasn’t happened yet.”

“Oh… oh?” Li Jiang had only heard about this condition in the news. This was the first time he knew about it specifically. But if a gender differentiation disorder wasn’t resolved before age 24, it would shorten one’s lifespan.

“I’m two years older than you,” Zou Duquan added.

“Oh, oh, oh.”

The group chatted for a few more minutes. Everyone now knew the truth of the matter. The problem now was how to resolve it.

Adolescent boys get familiar easily. They were all chatting animatedly in no time.

Ji Yifei and Shang Yan, sitting on one side, could barely interject. The other three were completely immersed in the discussion.

“Why are high school students so troublesome these days? Why not just find them one by one, give each a punch until they behave, and that’s it?” Zou Duquan was already on his third can of coke.

“That’s too violent. How about asking the administrator to delete the post and changing the forum to real-name registration? Anyone who talks nonsense again can be reported to the teacher for disciplinary action?” Han Dongjun suggested.

“Get out! That method is completely uncool, okay? Besides, the mouth is on others. If you do that, won’t you attract more enemies? School Bully Ji’s reputation is already bad.”

“If their mouths are too idle, just beat them until they behave. If you guys can’t do it, no problem, just give me the names and I’ll go.” Zou Duquan couldn’t help but crack his knuckles.

The sound of cracking bones made the enthusiastic factor in Li Jiang’s heart almost combust spontaneously. Shang Yan threw a bucket of cold water on him: “If you get caught, the impact will be even greater. It will thoroughly cement his reputation as a school bully.”

Zou Duquan had nothing to say. Getting caught would indeed have a huge negative impact on Ji Yifei.

The group discussed for a long time and could only take things one step at a time. Han Dongjun logged onto the forum. The issue was indeed continuing to ferment. The most serious accusation was academic cheating.

“We don’t need to worry about the academic cheating part. We can prove it in the next exam. As for the fighting, you said they were at fault first, and there’s a record with the Omega Protection League.” Han Dongjun organized his thoughts and started solving the problem step by step.

“As for the junior high stuff…” Han Dongjun looked at Ji Yifei. Ji Yifei sighed.

Zou Duquan took the phone and looked at the forum. He couldn’t help but curse, “This has nothing to do with them! So what if he was rebellious? He’s already changed, why are they being so petty? Is he a public figure that he can’t make mistakes?”

These words enlightened Han Dongjun and Li Jiang. Yeah, who hasn’t made a mistake?

Zou Duquan leaned back on the sofa, holding his fourth can of coke: “Are high school students these days all so nosy? So much time on their hands? Just mind your own business.”

Ji Yifei’s self-reproach was also broken by these words. He had done wrong, but isn’t there a high tolerance for error in life? Even if he was wrong, it was his life. What did it have to do with others?

He hadn’t hurt anyone or broken the law. The wrongdoings in junior high received a school warning and corresponding disciplinary action.

What did it have to do with others?

Han Dongjun drafted the outline for a clarification post and prepared to apply to the Omega Association for the necessary documentation.

The group finally decided to make a complete clarification after the mid-term exam. The mid-term was a school-wide joint exam, strictly supervised, which could debunk the academic cheating accusations.

Ji Yifei clearly stated that he didn’t care about the direction of public opinion. The others promised to firmly protect Ji Yifei at school. Zou Duquan reluctantly retracted his fist.

It was already past ten o’clock when the group left. Ji Yifei promised to treat everyone to a meal next time.