After A Crazy Omega Took Me In

Synopsis: 

What would you do if the keepsake left behind by someone from your past turned out to be a living, breathing child?

The child herself: Thanks for asking, but my mother nearly destroyed her entire family.

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The next time Jin Xu saw her two mothers was at their funeral, their faces frozen inside black-and-white photographs.

She stood there holding an urn, her brand-new blue school uniform glaringly out of place among the mourners dressed in suits.

Through the rain, a woman in a dark overcoat stepped over the rotting leaves and dead branches. Her amber eyes landed on the two people pictured on the gravestone.

First came shock.

Then, slowly, a trace of mocking amusement drifted into her gaze.

Afterward, she raised her eyes and looked at the girl who barely reached her shoulder—the girl whose face bore a seventy-percent resemblance to someone from her past.

Her lips curved into a faint smile.

“Come with me. I’ll raise you.”

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Jin Xu had seen Shi Lian before.

In entertainment news.

On television.

And in the photograph her Omega mother had sealed away at the bottom of an old box.

Shi Lian was dazzling and glamorous, a celebrated star who had conquered both film and music and climbed to the very top of the entertainment industry at only twenty-four.

Jin Xu, meanwhile, was the orphaned daughter of her enemy—the child Shi Lian kept in her home and wished she could torment day and night.

The woman paid her school tuition, but never once cared about her food, clothing, or daily life.

She merely stood behind Jin Xu, neither too close nor too far away, watching as she skipped class to work for a few dozen yuan, watching as she was bullied and came home covered in injuries, watching as she repeatedly patched up old clothes that no longer fit.

All of Shi Lian’s hatred was poured into her, as though she intended to break her completely.

Until one day, the stack of sketches in Jin Xu’s arms scattered across the floor.

The refined, untouchable woman bent down and picked them up.

Every filthy, shadowed, unspeakable thought Jin Xu had hidden from the light fell into Shi Lian’s eyes.

The woman smiled, tender and seductive.

“Be my lover. I’ll give you five hundred a day.”

Later, Shi Lian truly indulged her far too much.

She allowed Jin Xu to mark her the very first time.

Allowed her to leave countless love bites across her body.

Allowed her to bury herself in her arms every night.

Allowed her to do whatever she wanted in every place Jin Xu liked.

She even allowed Jin Xu to silently stake her claim.

It almost felt as though Jin Xu were truly being loved.

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Deep in Jin Xu’s heart was the shadow of someone holding an umbrella.

No one knew.

She treasured every glance Shi Lian cast upon her.

Disgust, contempt, disdain, revulsion—she accepted them all without complaint.

As long as Shi Lian looked at her.

Even if she was only looking at Jin Xu at her most humiliated and wretched.

Jin Xu loved every version of her, whether it was the gentle, courteous woman she showed the public or the malicious, playful woman behind closed doors.

She had seen every side of Shi Lian.

More than Shi Lian’s friends had.

More than her fans had.

She did not care about the endless scandals surrounding her.

She merely stayed awake late into the night, repeatedly reading every article and studying each trace of suggestive intimacy, tearing open the splendid scars across her heart again and again, only for them to heal once more.

As long as it was Shi Lian.

As long as it concerned Shi Lian.

Her spoiled arrogance, her fickleness, her terrible temper—Jin Xu forgave all of it.

She accepted everything.

Until Shi Lian discovered the photograph Jin Xu had taken from her mother’s belongings and hidden inside the wardrobe.

Until she went mad and demanded to know what it was.

Until Jin Xu climbed into that van, her dark eyes curving gently as she said goodbye to the woman whose gaze kept darting away.

After that, there was no word from her for many years.

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When they met again, Jin Xu was following behind the doctor who had saved her.

The savage wound carved across her heart was buried beneath the fatal scar on her body.

Her gaze no longer followed Shi Lian wherever she went.

All the loyalty and burning devotion she had once given Shi Lian now belonged to someone else.

Yet on a rainy night, the woman she had not seen for years followed behind her, clutching the same umbrella from long ago.

Shi Lian dragged her into a dark, obscure alley, and the umbrella handle slipped from her hand and rolled away.

Rain splashed into Jin Xu’s eyes.

The breath beside her ear was gentle and scorching.

Shi Lian was terribly ill.

Her voice broke into soft sobs, and after being rejected, she desperately tried to prove that she could offer Jin Xu everything.

But Jin Xu merely pulled her hand free and smiled carelessly.

“Ah… but we don’t have anything to do with each other anymore.”

“Still, Miss Shi, you can rent me.”

“Five hundred a day.”

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Content warnings:

There is a six-year age gap.

The bottom is the type who becomes exceptionally delicate, seductive, indulgent, and obsessive while chasing her wife back. She is mentally unwell, takes pleasure in pain, and cries easily. The main story explains why the age difference is only six years.

At the beginning, the bottom genuinely hates the top—so much that she wants to destroy her.

The bottom once had a relationship with the top’s Omega mother. The person she loves most and the person she hates most share the same face.

There is an early foster relationship.

The top is very vulnerable and temptingly seductive in the early stages.

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One-sentence summary: A story about two lunatics suffering through their own groveling-for-love arcs.

Theme: Cherish what you have.