The Anti-Alpha Protagonist is Exceptionally Biased Towards Me (GL) - Chapter 69

How did her relationship with Miss Song change, step by step, to become what it is now?

In the slightly cramped entrance, Gu Yu thought this to herself as she pressed Song Xinran against the wall and kissed her.

Since when did kissing become so natural, as if it had become a habit?

A tug on her collar. Miss Song was pulling her down: “You’re not concentrating.”

A slight sting came from Gu Yu’s lower lip as the somewhat accusatory voice sounded.

Miss Song had gently nipped her lower lip with her teeth.

Gu Yu placed one hand behind Miss Song’s head and the other on her slender, soft waist, pulling her closer into her embrace.

The mark couldn’t be performed twice in a short period, so the two could only kiss this way.

They kissed for a long time. When they parted, their lips were exceptionally red, and both their breathing was still a little unsteady.

Tears seemed to shimmer in Miss Song’s eyes, as if she would cry from lack of oxygen at any moment.

Gu Yu gently traced the corner of the other’s eye with her thumb, the pad of her finger remaining dry.

The notion of tears was merely her illusion.

That night, just like at the Song residence, the two slept in the same bed.

The next day, Song Xinran skillfully slipped out of Gu Yu’s embrace, and Gu Yu skillfully withdrew the hand that had been resting on Miss Song’s waist.

Before the staff came to call them, Song Xinran returned to her own room without being noticed by anyone.

The series of movements was smooth and fluid, quiet from beginning to end, like a secret that could only exist late at night.

In the morning, after breakfast, the group boarded the bus chartered by the crew and headed for the village.

In the front of the bus were staff members carrying various filming equipment.

The guests took their seats in order.

As fellow Alphas, Gu Yu and Fu Ranqiu sat together in the first row. Song Xinran was behind her, sitting next to Lyu Yin.

Since they were filming a show, the group naturally couldn’t use their phones while on the bus. According to the pre-planned schedule, Director Yan Tian, speaking off-camera, said:

“The destination we’re heading to is a small village in Yanshan City. It’s deep in the mountains but has pleasant scenery. However, the journey is long—four more hours of driving. While we have this time, let’s play a game.”

This was clearly a customary part of On the Country Road recordings. Yu Chu feigned disdain: “Seriously, Director Yan, this old trick again? Can’t you come up with something new?”

Yan Tian was mercilessly cool: “No.”

He then announced the game rules: “It’s the ‘Word-Adding Game.’ It’s divided into six rounds. The director team will provide a word, and the guests will add one word at a time in sequence according to their seating order. There can be no hesitation during the game. If there is any pause or if the resulting sentence is not grammatically coherent, you’ll receive a penalty.”

After ensuring everyone understood the rules, he called out, “Let the game begin.”

The word for the first round was: “backpack.” The guests connected the phrase in an “S” shape according to their seats.

Fu Ranqiu went first, answering quickly: “I backpack.”

The second was Gu Yu, who answered with virtually no hesitation: “I carry a backpack.”

Song Xinran, behind her, continued: “I carry a backpack on my back.”

Lyu Yin answered steadily: “I carry a backpack on my back on my back.”

Feng Shuang: “I am carrying a backpack on my back.”

Le Weier, eager to play, immediately raised her hand excitedly when it was her turn and loudly replied: “I am being carried with a backpack on my back!”

Yu Chu looked left and right, as if his mouth was scalded: “I carry… I carry carry carry… My tongue is tied, are you guys doing a tongue twister!”

Quan Yanfei, next to him, laughed gleefully: “Thank you for saving me from the penalty.”

As soon as he said this, a staff member wearing a black mask brought over a plate of funny stickers.

The director’s voice rang out: “This is the penalty, Yu Chu. Choose one to put on your face.”

Yu Chu wailed and chose a cartoon sticker of a face full of pockmarks. Amidst the surrounding heartless laughter, he protested: “That’s not fair! Sister Ranqiu was first, it was so easy!”

Director: “Don’t worry. The order will be switched every three rounds. The fourth round will start from the back.”

Only then did Yu Chu pretend to be cooperative.

“Now for the second round. Keyword: ‘walk.’”

Fu Ranqiu: “Walk the small road.”

Gu Yu: “Don’t walk the small road.”

Song Xinran: “Don’t not walk the small road.”

Le Weier covered her mouth, laughing uncontrollably: “Hahahaha! Are you two fighting each other?”

Lyu Yin connected: “No, don’t walk the small road.”

Feng Shuang: “No, just don’t walk the small road.”

Le Weier: “No, why don’t you walk the small road!”

Yu Chu and Quan Yanfei laughed so hard their stomachs hurt in the back.

“Why are you guys getting so worked up?”

The price for laughing so hard was that Yu Chu missed his turn again, having been too focused on laughing. Thus, another ugly sticker was added to his face.

“The third round begins. Keyword: ‘like.’”

Fu Ranqiu was stable: “I like.”

Gu Yu subconsciously continued: “I like you.”

As she spoke, she looked at Song Xinran, who was next to take the word.

It was only when she met Miss Song’s slightly wide eyes that she belatedly realized the impropriety.

This sentence sounded like a confession…

The air was silent for a brief second.

In that second, Song Xinran’s heart lost its rhythm. Forcing down the stirring in her heart, she said: “…I like you too.”

“Wow! It’s like a drama is unfolding! Post-production, remember to put pink bubbles around these two!” Fu Ranqiu joked. Her playful tone helped divert everyone’s attention.

Lyu Yin had already started: “I don’t like you.”

Feng Shuang’s mind raced: “Then I don’t like you either.”

“Hahahahahahahaha!”

“You guys are acting out ‘I love you, I love her, and she doesn’t love her’ here.”

“A true story of deep, agonizing love.”

The laughter surrounding them was loud and lively. But amidst the cheerful atmosphere, Gu Yu and Song Xinran smiled outwardly, yet their thoughts felt cut off from the excitement, somewhat absentminded.

Because of the small interlude just now, both of them couldn’t help but lose focus.

At this moment, they strangely dared not meet each other’s eyes.

The remaining three rounds were still very lively, except that the situation between Gu Yu and Fu Ranqiu was reversed, leaving them as the last two in the relay. However, both reacted quickly and always managed to round out the sentence from a tricky angle.

However, in the last round, Gu Yu was one step short and fell into a small trap set by Miss Song. Under the slightly triumphant look in the other’s eyes, she helplessly took a sticker of a buck-toothed child with green hair and placed it on her left cheek.

The game concluded. Director Yan Tian spoke up again: “For the rest of the time, everyone should rest well on the bus. There’s a lot to do this afternoon.”

“…”

The atmosphere inside the bus returned to silence. Four hours on the bus was a long journey. It was common for artists to adjust their schedules and rush announcements. After the excitement wore off, the feeling of fatigue crept up, and several people now leaned their heads against their seats and fell asleep.

The rest of the people basically kept their voices low to chat, play on their phones, or look at the scenery.

Lyu Yin leaned against the soft backrest. She noticed that Song Xinran kept glancing subtly toward Gu Yu, and a thoughtful look appeared in Lyu Yin’s eyes.

As if sensing Lyu Yin’s gaze, Song Xinran suddenly looked over.

The moment their eyes met, Lyu Yin was briefly stunned. She had also been instructed that Miss Song was someone they could not provoke.

Just as she was about to apologize for her scrutiny, she heard the other person ask in a low voice: “Are you car sick? Your lips are pale. I have motion sickness medicine.”

Lyu Yin slowly blinked. The usually composed woman was uncharacteristically slow for a moment. She was indeed a little car sick, but she thought she was hiding it well. She didn’t expect Song Xinran to notice.

Just in that moment, Song Xinran had already taken the medicine out of her bag and handed it to her.

“Th-thank you.”

She took the medicine and thought to herself that this Miss Song was actually quite kind.

Perhaps because of the medicine, she felt much better, and drowsiness began to set in. After greeting Song Xinran, she immediately took out her eye mask and fell asleep.

On this side, Gu Yu didn’t feel sleepy. She turned her head to look at the scenery outside the window. As the bus drove on, mountains gradually appeared, and on both sides, there were farmlands everywhere.

It was clearly noticeable that they were moving away from the busy city, driving little by little toward the peaceful countryside.

The phone in her pocket suddenly vibrated. Separated by the thin fabric of her pants, it caused a tremor in her leg muscles, bringing a slight numbness.

The person who sent the message had a cute stick-figure cat avatar. The note had been recently changed by the phone’s owner from “Song Xinran” to “Miss Song.”

: I’m so bored, and I can’t calm down.

Gu Yu frowned slightly. Her first reaction was to type back: Is there a problem with your pheromones again?

Although her own pheromones were still in a stable state, according to Dr. Shen, Omega pheromones are generally more sensitive and susceptible to influence than an Alpha’s. Perhaps Miss Song’s pheromones were affected by something.

After all, there were several Alphas on this bus.

Several possibilities flashed through Gu Yu’s mind.

Song Xinran rested her head against the seat in front and typed with a little lack of confidence: Maybe.

After hesitating for a moment, she added: But it’s only a very, very small problem. I’m actually not very uncomfortable.

In fact, her pheromone fluctuations were quite normal at the moment. She just wanted to talk to Gu Yu about something.

The chat box was quiet for almost half a minute before a new message popped up.

: Miss Song, put your hand down.

Song Xinran was a little confused, but she lowered her hand as instructed.

The next second, her index finger was gently grasped.

Song Xinran was stunned and looked down. The gap between the bus seat and the body of the car was quite wide. Gu Yu had put her left hand under the seat and into that gap at some point, holding her fingertips.

This spot was precisely where the personal camera couldn’t film.

: How about now? Do you feel any better?

Song Xinran’s ears turned red. She was glad she usually wore her hair down, so the camera wouldn’t capture her embarrassing moment.

The fingers of her other hand trembled slightly as she replied: Better.

The bus drove into the village. All the guests of On the Country Road arrived at the official filming location.

The bus slowly stopped in front of a two-story house. After everyone got off the bus, before they could admire the surrounding scenery, they heard Director Yan Tian speaking into his loudspeaker:

“We have now arrived at our destination. The house behind us is where we will be living for the next week. The production team adheres to the principle of fairness and impartiality, so every guest must draw lots for their own room.”

A masked staff member carried an opaque box with a small opening on top, just large enough for a fist.

“Now, starting with the seating order, draw your room numbers.”

Fu Ranqiu went first. Gu Yu thought to herself that she hoped the room she drew would be close to Miss Song’s. Given Miss Song’s current situation, living close would be much more convenient.

When the lottery box reached her, Gu Yu, with a rare sense of sincerity, reached in and pulled out a small slip of paper.

Song Xinran was next. She carefully pulled out a slip of paper, harboring the same thought as Gu Yu.

After everyone had drawn, the director said: “Now everyone can open their slips. The room locations are arranged sequentially by number. There are four rooms on the first floor and four on the second.”

Gu Yu opened hers. A large “1” almost spanned the entire width of the paper. The sharp tail of the number looked as if it was about to tear the paper.

She looked at the person next to her. The large “8” on Miss Song’s paper was equally noticeable.

Gu Yu: “…”

Song Xinran: “…”

Excellent. One of them was on the far right of the first floor, and the other was on the far left of the second floor.

The greatest distance.