After Attending School A, I Differentiated into an Omega - Chapter 24.2

The implication was so strong that the driver burst out laughing.

Is Jiang Zhao calling her impotent?

Qin Fengyue was indignant and snapped back, “And you can? That Omega outside the police station was clinging to you so much, and what could you do besides hide?”

Jiang Zhao retorted, “Better than having the lust but lacking the courage.”

Qin Fengyue: “And better than being good-looking but useless!”

After snapping, Jiang Zhao went quiet.

The driver had heard it all. “What were you doing at the police station?”

Jiang Zhao explained the situation briefly.

The driver sighed. As a Beta, he couldn’t understand the bond between Alphas and Omegas. He lamented for a bit before talking about his observations as a driver.

In all these years, he had seen Omegas abandoned by “scum Alphas,” but also many Alpha-Omega couples whose love never wavered. Pheromones were their bond; Alphas and Omegas with high compatibility were almost a match made in heaven by genetic decree.

Geneticists have a very romantic saying:

When an Alpha and Omega are compatible, the cage of desire disintegrates, leaving only the instinct of mutual love.

The evolution of pheromones must be because of love.

The car entered a tunnel. Traffic intertwined, and the wall lights glowed brilliantly. Jiang Zhao’s dejected expression reflected in the window for a fleeting second.

Qin Fengyue saw it and thought: What does it feel like to be unable to like Omegas?

The driver stopped the car on Hongyang Road and urged them to get out. After holding back the whole way, he finally couldn’t help it: “Just talk things out between yourselves. Isn’t it exhausting to keep testing each other like this?”

Qin Fengyue’s eyes widened. She thought this driver was not only bad with directions but also blind.

Turning around, Jiang Zhao had already walked several steps away without waiting for her.

“Hey, why didn’t you wait for me?”

Jiang Zhao ignored her.

Qin Fengyue couldn’t stand seeing beautiful people sad. Feeling guilty, she asked, “Hey, why don’t you go to the hospital for treatment? Wouldn’t a hospital in the capital work? This illness…”

Jiang Zhao stopped abruptly, and Qin Fengyue nearly crashed into her.

There was a smile on Jiang Zhao’s lips—a bitter one. “Qin Fengyue, why do you have to bring up exactly what hurts?”

Qin Fengyue: “…”

“The family has no money.” Jiang Zhao threw out those five words.

The Qin family were low-key wealthy. Qin Dong’s business was large, and he also did charity. Every time he saw her spending money like water, he’d lecture her, teaching her from a young age that money doesn’t measure a person’s future. Qin Dong said not to pick on classmates from ordinary backgrounds, and Fang Yi said her best friend Chu Yang came from an ordinary family, so she shouldn’t always talk about family status when with him.

She attended United Middle School instead of an elite private school. she could eat delicacies or street BBQ; she wore designer labels but also shopped on Taobao.

Jiang Zhao was so busy, working everywhere—it wasn’t like she was blind. How did she suddenly forget that?

Qin Fengyue wanted to slap herself. If Jiang Zhao had the money for treatment, why would she suggest such a bizarre method?

The post-rain breeze was damp, blowing cold and hot against her.

They found a restaurant to eat. Qin Fengyue remained silent after sitting down.

Jiang Zhao ordered four dishes and a soup.

Qin Fengyue saw this and guessed Jiang Zhao was intentionally catering to her tastes. She spoke up: “Just two dishes. Cancel the soup, too.”

Jiang Zhao looked up from the menu at her.

Qin Fengyue looked like a “frost-bitten eggplant,” shriveled up. She wanted to save Jiang Zhao money. When she went out to eat with Chu Yang, they never ordered recklessly. That way, whether someone treated or they went Dutch, there was no problem.

The young lady couldn’t say she was being kind directly.

Qin Fengyue: “…I’m afraid we won’t finish it.”

Her silly look was truly cute and rare. Jiang Zhao took a serious look at her.

The waiter urged, “How many dishes are you ordering, exactly?”

Qin Fengyue snapped, “It’s expensive and tastes bad, who wants it? If you keep pushing, I won’t order anything at all.”

Jiang Zhao suppressed her smile and said to the unfriendly waiter, “Cancel two.”

Before the food arrived, other tables were eating, drinking, and laughing, but the two of them sat there like strangers sharing a table, both awkward.

Qin Fengyue, remembering her slip-up earlier, tried to ease the atmosphere. “I said I wanted to transfer. Why didn’t you ask why?”

Jiang Zhao’s smile was dry. “It doesn’t matter. We won’t have much contact in the future anyway. I wish you a bright future.”

Qin Fengyue: “…………”

“Why wouldn’t we have contact?” Qin Fengyue was puzzled. “Didn’t I promise to find an Omega to treat your rejection syndrome?”

“Mine is a mental illness…” Jiang Zhao said, shaking her head dejectedly. “Just consider that I broke the promise. It has nothing to do with you; don’t take it to heart.”

Her attitude of taking all the blame made Qin Fengyue feel even worse.

“I don’t break promises!” Qin Fengyue said righteously.

Jiang Zhao looked up, her dark eyes on her. “You’re going back to United Middle School, and I’m at Alpha High. Senior year is getting busier. Ping City is so large; we have no intersection outside of studying. When would we meet again? Besides, I understand you.”

Qin Fengyue: “…What do you understand about me?”

The waiter brought the food. Jiang Zhao personally unwrapped the disposable chopsticks for Qin Fengyue. “The workload at United is lighter than Class 2, and the schedule is more flexible. It’s natural that you’d want to go back.”

“…”

“Just say I’m lazy and irresponsible then.” Qin Fengyue gripped her chopsticks, stabbing a piece of meat from a bowl and feeding it into her mouth. The next moment, she choked and coughed until tears came.

“Not to your taste?” Jiang Zhao pulled a tissue for her. “This is a famous dish only sold in this shop. You’ll get used to the flavor after eating it a few times. Never mind… since you’re leaving, never mind.”

Qin Fengyue was startled by her tenderness and hurriedly took the tissue to wipe her mouth herself.

Jiang Zhao continued, “You came to Class 2 intending to compete with me, but when things didn’t go your way, you wanted to leave even more. Am I right?”

Qin Fengyue was stunned. “…You have a lot of nerve.”

Jiang Zhao laughed. “Go back. United is your kingdom.”

“Just stay in your comfort zone.”

Qin Fengyue dropped her chopsticks. “…What’s wrong with you? One moment you’re nice, the next you’re not. First you break the promise, then you mock me for being inferior, then you suddenly return the money! What set you off!?”

Jiang Zhao let out a long sigh. “Seeing you with that Omega today… I was actually quite envious.”

Qin Fengyue: “…”

Jiang Zhao: “The doctor said this illness is hard to cure quickly. Conservative treatment through desensitization is more effective, but I thought about it—who has the heart to stay with me for a year or two?”

“Forget it.”

Jiang Zhao put down her chopsticks and called the waiter for the bill. “I wanted to treat you to a good meal before you left, but you weren’t willing.”

Qin Fengyue was dazed by her series of psychological punches.

Jiang Zhao threw out one last line, appearing as if they would never meet again: “Goodbye.”

Qin Fengyue murmured, “…You’re going to break off our friendship?”

Jiang Zhao was slightly startled. “If that’s what you say, then so be it.”

How did it become her saying so?

Qin Fengyue felt like the word “scum” had been stamped on her forehead. She grabbed Jiang Zhao, her words coming out fast: “I have my reasons…”

Dammit! These lines are hard to say!

Qin Fengyue: “Let me explain, I… I…”

Jiang Zhao stood up straight, looking down at her. “Go on.”

The waiter craned his neck from the window, and the other diners forgot to chew as they watched the drama.

Qin Fengyue’s eyes turned red from the pressure. “I… I really have reasons I can’t speak of!”

Jiang Zhao let her hold her hand. “Because someone bullied you?”

Qin Fengyue: “It’s been a month. What’s there to be used to or not?”

Jiang Zhao: “Can’t let go of that group of beauties at United?”

Qin Fengyue shook her head. What’s there to pine for? They’re all ‘sisters’ now.

Jiang Zhao: “Is it… because you can’t stand me?”

That was partially true, but Jiang Zhao had helped her a lot. If she really felt that way, wouldn’t her guilt be massive?

Qin Fengyue shook her head like a rattle. “No! Of course not!”

“Then… is my request for you to help treat me too forced?” Jiang Zhao stammered, her gaze hesitant.

When had Qin Fengyue ever been looked at with such a soft, yielding gaze by Jiang Zhao? She immediately declared, “No, how could it be?”

“Don’t worry, I keep my word! Your illness—”

Jiang Zhao looked puzzled instead. “If it’s not this or that, why are you transferring?”

“…”

Qin Fengyue felt like she was sitting on pins and needles. She hadn’t been stared at with such accusing looks even when she accompanied those Omegas to the hospital.

The waiter was watching like a hawk. The diners were indignant. Jiang Zhao looked soft, but her words were needles hidden in wool, waiting for her answer.

Tell the truth? With Jiang Zhao’s rejection reaction, she’d definitely slap me into the wall.

And the ‘sins’ she committed—she’d be mocked to death. She’d be so embarrassed she’d die young.

Actually… in Alpha High, as long as she took regular suppressant injections, no one would smell a thing. Who would find out she’s an Omega?

Stay low-profile until graduation, take the exams, and leave. In three or four years, when she brought it up again, it would just be a story.

She had already planned to stay; Jiang Zhao had just given her a little push. She was confident that even as an Omega, no one could touch her.

The weight in her heart finally dropped.

Qin Fengyue looked up. Jiang Zhao’s expression had changed from confusion to mockery as she started to pull her hand away.

Qin Fengyue suddenly said, “I’m not leaving.”

Jiang Zhao looked down at her, her gaze becoming warm. “Really?”

Qin Fengyue: “Mm.”

Jiang Zhao rubbed Qin Fengyue’s head. “If someone bullies you at school, come find me.”

“Who would bully me?” Qin Fengyue slapped her hand away. “I told you it’s not because of that.”

Jiang Zhao’s hand curled by her side.

She had made this decision impulsively and aggressively, but she was afraid. She was afraid that with Qin Fengyue’s flighty nature, once she was out of sight, she’d be a bird flown far away, too hard to catch again.

There were millions of birds and fish. Why did it have to be her, Jiang Zhao?

Better to… keep her close, day and night, where proximity gives an advantage.

Relationships are also a game of strategy.

At the restaurant entrance, Jiang Zhao said she had to work and told Qin Fengyue to go back to school alone.

Qin Fengyue looked down at her phone. Qin Dong was on lunch break and had finally seen her message. He had already secretly called Chen Fang behind her back to ask about her recent performance.

Even worse, Chen Fang had flatly told him she was skipping class.

Qin Dong immediately scheduled a beating for her this weekend in the group chat. Transfer? she could dream!

Fang Yi agreed and wanted to participate, forming a “mixed doubles” beating.

Qin Fengyue was currently haggling when she heard Jiang Zhao speak and just waved her hand dismissively.

Jiang Zhao took a few steps, then suddenly turned back and said airily, “By the way, Chen Fang told you to go back and write a three-thousand-word self-reflection.”

Qin Fengyue: “…………”

Qin Fengyue wanted to throw her phone! Days of sentimentality weren’t nearly as distressing as a self-reflection!

I’m transferring!