After Agreeing to Go on a Parenting Show With My Omega Ex-Girlfriend – Chapter 62

Can’t help but miss you.

Beneath the vast pink sky, before the swaying deep blue ocean waves, they relived the memory of that day as they wished.

Without realizing it, both of them already had faces full of tears.

“I’ve told you before…”

In a trembling that climbed to the clouds, Yu Luo said intermittently, “In my memory, I liked that day the most.”

“Qi Song, I really liked that day so much.” She said, choking with sobs, the lingering crimson at the corners of her eyes appearing somewhat fragile.

Qi Song lowered her head and kissed the tears on her cheeks, the tip of her nose turning sour, and nodded seriously in response, “I know, I know. I remember that day, Jiejie…”

The hand Yu Luo had hooked behind her neck gradually lost its strength, finally drooping down limply.

“Jiejie?” Qi Song paused slightly, lightly shaking the person in her arms.

…She had unexpectedly fainted again.

Qi Song was silent for a moment, then lowered her head and gently kissed the woman’s forehead.

She tidied up the area by herself, then carried the person and the blanket together into the front passenger seat, to prevent Yu Luo from catching a cold.

The twilight gradually thickened, and the colors on the horizon dimmed. Qi Song took one last look at the scenery before the giant rock, and in a kind of unspeakable melancholy, opened the door and got into the driver’s seat.

While leaning over to fasten Yu Luo’s seatbelt, she saw that the woman’s stunningly beautiful face still carried a boundless spring mood from after her pleasure, yet her sleeping face was also pure and tranquil as if she did not understand the ways of the world, possessing a kind of alluring contradiction.

She couldn’t help but extend a fingertip to touch Yu Luo’s dense eyelashes, which were like a cattail fan¹.

In her sleep, the woman seemed to sense something; her eyelashes trembled lightly, the tips sweeping across the pad of Qi Song’s finger. Amidst the fluffy sensation, the melancholy seemed to be swept completely away.

Qi Song hooked her lips in some relief.

“No matter what happened in the past…” The pad of her finger finally came to rest on Yu Luo’s cheek. “At least we are together now.”

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Their home in D City was a seaside villa.

The villa’s overall decor and design style was elegant, perfectly matching Yu Luo’s preferences and style.

In the afternoon, her heart was full of going to the place with the giant rock, and in her anticipation, she hadn’t had time to ponder the house itself much.

But now, in the quiet of the night, Qi Song saw from the car window the specks of soft-colored lights that were lit outside the villa’s courtyard wall, and a dull ache suddenly throbbed in her mind.

A memory surfaced——

She was holding Yu Luo’s hand, strolling around inside this villa, enthusiastically introducing every design detail to the woman.

Arriving at the outer wall, she said, “Jiejie is afraid of the dark, so I installed warm-colored starry sky lights² here. This way, even if you come back on an overcast and rainy night, you can still be draped in stars and wear the moon³.”

The moment the words fell, a stretch of harmonious warm light suddenly lit up in the dense twilight before them, just as if the stars and the bright moon had fallen and been privately hidden away by lovers, so that in the end, they only illuminated this one corner.

And the silhouette of the woman’s side profile in the light was hazy and otherworldly; when she tilted her head to look toward her, the color of her eyes was as gentle as water.

…

Qi Song stared blankly at the building inside the courtyard walls.

It turned out this villa was a gift she had given to Yu Luo after she debuted, became explosively popular, and earned her first large sum of money. She had personally participated in the design, so the villa’s style completely matched Yu Luo’s preferences.

“Mmm…” The woman in the front passenger seat moved restlessly, and then let out a light sneeze.

Qi Song returned to her senses and tilted her head to look at Yu Luo. She saw that Yu Luo had already opened her eyes, her expression still carrying the daze of just having woken up.

“Why are you sneezing, did you catch a cold?” Qi Song asked with some worry, reaching out a hand to touch her forehead, but she didn’t detect anything abnormal for the moment.

Yu Luo shook her head. “I think I’m fine.”

The sea breeze in the afternoon was warm, and neither of them had paid it much mind.

But in the midst of their intimacy, their whole bodies were wet with sweat, and without a thread of clothing on, it was also possible to catch a chill from the breeze.

Thinking of this, Qi Song quickly drove the car into the garage and parked it, then carried Yu Luo straight into the master bedroom’s bathroom.

The bathtub was filled with hot water, and steam gradually began to linger in the air.

Seeing Yu Luo start to take off her clothes and looking like everything was normal, she relaxed slightly. She turned to go to the kitchen to boil water and rummaged through a cabinet for medicine.

She glanced at the packaging; luckily, it hadn’t expired yet.

She had originally just wanted to have Yu Luo take some medicine for prevention, but unexpectedly, Yu Luo’s sickness had already come like a mountain collapsing⁴——

By the time she pushed open the bathroom door again, she saw Yu Luo’s entire body was flushed with an abnormal crimson, and she raised her eyes to look at her uncomfortably.

“Jiejie.” Qi Song’s heart skipped a beat. She walked to Yu Luo’s side in a few steps and reached out to feel her forehead.

It was astonishingly hot.

“I think I’ve caught a chill…” Yu Luo’s voice was slightly hoarse as she spoke slowly. “There’s medicine at home, I’ll be fine after taking a little.”

She said it lightly.

But a few minutes later, Qi Song looked at the 「39.9」 degrees displayed on the thermometer, and her whole heart clenched.

“We’re going to the hospital.” She leaned over, wanting to carry Yu Luo out of bed, but was blocked by her.

“No.” Yu Luo closed her eyes. “I know my own body…”

“It’s the same even if I go to the hospital.”

Under the high fever, she felt dizzy after just a few words. She paused for a few seconds before continuing to instruct, “It’s enough for me to take fever-reducing medicine. After this, don’t have contact with me, to avoid being infected…”

Qi Song lowered her eyes, looking at her pale lips, her dull eyes, and her weak appearance of needing to pant after just a few words, and a dull ache throbbed in her heart.

Was it that the sea breeze in the afternoon was too much, or was there another reason? Why did Yu Luo have almost no transition period before falling ill?

——It was as if her constitution had long been damaged to the point of being unbearably fragile, allowing the sickness to invade so easily and quickly.

Inexplicably, she recalled that the last time Yu Luo had injected a suppressant during her heat period, she had also been in an especially weak, sickly state. Could there be a connection?

“Let’s sleep in separate rooms tonight.”

Still worried about infecting Qi Song, Yu Luo finally proposed.

“How could I possibly leave?” Qi Song said, feeling somewhat wronged. “I’m definitely staying to look after you, otherwise what would happen if something went wrong in the middle of the night?”

“Really, nothing will happen. It’s always been like this.”

Yu Luo covered her lips and coughed with difficulty, a watery light shimmering in her eyes. The sick flush on her cheeks was very conspicuous under the warm light. “In a few days, you still have an audition with Director Li. This opportunity is very important, you can’t risk it.”

“Qi Song, listen to Jiejie.” She said gently, using her last bit of strength.

And this sentence, spoken by Yu Luo in her sickness and weakness, was like touching some hazy memory, plucking a pain nerve, and pulling forth an intense ache. Qi Song’s breath hitched, and she felt as if a fierce wind was instantly whistling through her heart.

“…I don’t like it when you’re sick.” Her voice was inexplicably choked as she spoke, and her chest heaved amidst chaotic, indistinguishable emotions.

In her dizziness, Yu Luo saw the corners of Qi Song’s eyes turning red, and she couldn’t help but lose focus for a moment.

“I’ll get better soon.” She forced herself to say comfortingly, wanting to raise her hand to rub Qi Song’s head, but still chose to give up on the contact.

In the end, Qi Song was still unwilling to leave. Under Yu Luo’s quiet gaze, she just obediently lay down on the sofa to the side, covering herself with a thin blanket. Her pair of eyes stared over without blinking for a single moment, as if her gaze could heal Yu Luo.

“…” The little dog had grown up and wasn’t always obedient.

In the end, Yu Luo had no choice but to direct the person to open the bedroom door and then open a window a little for ventilation, to reduce the possibility of infection as much as possible.

Feeling a little more relaxed in her heart, she nestled back into the covers and went to sleep.

The fever-reducing medicine took effect. Her back became damp with sweat, and her temperature dropped a little.

She slept drowsily, and occasionally, in a state between dreaming and waking, she could feel Qi Song taking her temperature.

After a while, she was meticulously wiping her sweat. A while later, she was feeding her water to drink.

Didn’t we agree not to get close? In her muddle-headed sleepiness, Yu Luo was being taken care of very comfortably, but she still couldn’t help but feel a little worried in her heart.

She tried hard, but couldn’t prop her heavy eyelids open.

Fortunately, that person obediently withdrew on her own after she was done. She must have lain back down on the sofa.

But Yu Luo had only just gone back to sleep for a little while when she felt Qi Song approach again, repeating those same actions——which she had clearly just done.

It was as if this person wanted to be close and touch her, and so was using this proper errand as an excuse.

It even went so far that a soft touch suddenly pressed against her neck; it was Qi Song sniffing at the skin of her neck like a little dog, and then giving her a clingy kiss.

This time, Yu Luo instantly became wide awake.

Qi Song was not a person who didn’t know the priority of matters⁵. That audition opportunity was rare, so why would she take a risk for a moment of intimacy?

She was a little worried about whether something was wrong with Qi Song emotionally. So she moved her body and struggled to slowly open her eyes.

Feeling Yu Luo wake up, Qi Song’s whole body stiffened, and she had the kind of helplessness of being caught doing something bad.

In the moonlight, she raised her eyes to meet the woman’s confused gaze and bit her lower lip.

“I’m sorry, Jiejie…”

Her pair of eyes were especially pitiful, as if shimmering with a watery light. “My susceptible period is here…”

“I’ve already endured it for a long time, but I still can’t help but miss you.”

This susceptible period came without any warning.

She had been lying perfectly fine on the sofa guarding Yu Luo when she suddenly felt the back of her neck heat up. Immediately, her emotions burned rapidly and fiercely, sweeping toward her as if to cover the sky and blot out the earth⁶.

After injecting the suppressant, the physiological impulse was quickly suppressed, but the emotional impulse left her with her hands tied and no plan⁷.

And because of the backlash from the last susceptible period ending early, the symptoms were even more severe this time.

She endured and endured, sinking so deep into the huge emotional swamp that she was about to suffocate, and in the end could only come over to be close to Yu Luo as if to save herself.

“I’m sorry…” she said helplessly, not even knowing what she was apologizing for.

Looking at her pitiful little dog appearance, with a heart and eyes full of wanting to get close to her, Yu Luo’s chest heaved slightly, and the color of her eyes gradually deepened.

Then, what was the fastest, most effective method of comfort, the one that could solve the problem at its source? There was only…

Although she wasn’t ready yet, although her heart was heavy with worries.

But in Qi Song’s attached and scorching gaze, in the drowsiness of her sickness and weakness, in her worries that too much contact would lead to infection, Yu Luo didn’t have time for herself to too much

Sooner or later, it would have to be like this anyway.

She lowered her eyes, turned over slightly, and lay prone on the pillow.

“Then you can mark Jiejie…” When she said this, her body couldn’t help but tremble.

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