After Agreeing to Go on a Parenting Show With My Omega Ex-Girlfriend – Chapter 95

Ah Ran.

At the door of the hotel room in Norway, during a short break before returning home after the variety show had ended.

The past rushed forth like a river flowing into the sea, swiftly surging into the vast and profound depths of memory, striking up continuous, rolling waves that splashed with an impact that could make rocks break, startling the heavens.¹

Qi Song’s body and soul trembled. She stared into Yu Luo’s eyes and saw a similar pain and sudden realization within them.

Their hearts and minds connected in the center of each other’s gaze, and they confirmed everything.

It was unknown who let out a deep gasp, unable to bear it any longer, but it instantly shattered the silent staring contest that had crossed countless tears and pains, and spanned across time and space.

Trembling, they forcefully hugged each other.

“Jiejie… Jiejie.” Qi Song’s throat felt raw as she repeated the words in a hoarse voice.

Even pressed this tightly together, even feeling Yu Luo’s warmth, her hurried breathing, the scorching tears falling into the hollow of her neck, feeling all these symbols of life, she still couldn’t feel at ease. She couldn’t help but feel a lingering fear and panic.

She had to confirm it again and again, to be sure that the Yu Luo in her arms was real, and that she no longer had to silently mourn an image as she had for those hundreds of days and nights.

Yu Luo’s heart twisted with a raw pain. She raised a hand to gently stroke the top of Qi Song’s head, which was buried in her shoulder. She closed her eyes, her tear-soaked cheek pressing tightly against Qi Song’s ear. “I’ve made you suffer.”

She had once personally picked Qi Song up, nurturing her bit by bit with love, only hoping that Qi Song would always have a home and never have to wander again. But the world is unpredictable; in the end, it was she who had abandoned Qi Song, leaving her displaced and alone once more.

“It wasn’t suffering.” Qi Song dependently nuzzled against her neck, the tip of her nose feeling the strong pulse there.

She liked this feeling of a beating pulse, of rushing blood. It could gradually wear away the image in her mind of a once-pale Yu Luo whose heartbeat had stopped. Every time that image came to mind, her own heartbeat would grow so strained it felt like it, too, wanted to stop.

“As long as it’s you, it’s not suffering at all.”

She tilted her head and kissed Yu Luo’s ear, then continued carefully, inch by inch, along her skin. She was afraid that if she were any heavier, the person in her arms would shatter.

Now that the dust had settled, there was an unspeakable sense of relief and a feeling of after-knowing and after-realizing—

She had always thought that entering the ninth door and running towards the Yu Luo standing by the sea was the perfect ending. She never imagined that the perils of the ninth door had not yet been crossed, that it was set up in the real world.

After being worn down by the various illusions within the first eight doors, the content of those illusions intertwined and merged, tampering with and replacing her original memories, becoming a past she could not easily see through—after all, she had truly had her own thoughts and her own loneliness within those illusions, so how could she now distinguish the real from the fake in those memories?

But this was her final trial—to break through the waves of tampered, false memories and the mistaken perception of having “transmigrated into a book,” to finally, truly find herself and forcefully embrace Yu Luo.

Fortunately, she had done it.

“I missed you so much.” Qi Song’s voice trembled as she whispered while kissing Yu Luo. “You know, I’ve always missed you so much…”

Already in her heat period, and with her emotions in massive turmoil, Yu Luo was even less able to control her tears.

She nodded forcefully, her whole body trembling amidst her sobs, her arms hooked around Qi Song’s neck as she felt the other’s kisses.

“Jiejie missed you so much, too…”

For a long, long time.

While Qi Song was navigating those nine doors, worn down and wretched—she had been standing before the pink evening glow and the deep blue sea behind the ninth door, trapped in a boundless, hopeless wait.

After she had passed away, she opened her eyes to find herself already standing there.

All around her, only a vast and desolate chant would occasionally sound, telling her, luring her, urging her: as long as she stepped into the sea before her, she could find eternal rest.

Rest? Would that mean forgetting Qi Song?

She didn’t want to. So she stood stubbornly, for a long time, before that sea, spacing out in the silence and solitude. She didn’t know what this place was, much less if anyone would come. She just stood there like a tree, slowly thinking of Qi Song.

Before her was the scenery from her favorite day in her memory, the view she saw while passionately kissing Qi Song on the giant rock. But she no longer had the leisure to appreciate it.

How was Qi Song? Was she living well? Did she cry pitifully every day?

Did Taotao look more like her or like Qi Song? Had she learned to talk yet?

Had Ah Ran come back? Would she cry until snot bubbles came out because she was gone?

She thought, again and again, thought until it hurt, nearly consumed by the lonely longing.

She didn’t know how time was flowing; she only felt as if she had been standing for too long, so long that her limbs had grown stiff and numb.

So long that when she heard that “Jiejie” from behind her, she still thought she was hearing things.

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The car arranged by the production team had already arrived downstairs at the hotel. The two of them woke up the little cub who was sleeping soundly in the second bedroom and got into the car.

Taotao snuggled into Yu Luo’s arms and continued to sleep. She vaguely felt her mommy holding her very tightly, sometimes stroking her head, sometimes pinching her ear, very gentle and affectionate.

She liked this affection and rubbed against her mommy’s palm in her sleep.

Yu Luo’s gaze was soft yet forlorn.

She had missed the first year of Taotao’s life.

“I’ll tell you everything, slowly.” As if she knew of her regret, Qi Song wrapped an arm around her waist and whispered gently in her ear, “Her first time rolling over, her first time crawling, the first time she called for Mommy… I remembered it all.”

She had originally planned to wait until Taotao was grown, when she could finally go to Yu Luo with peace of mind, and tell her all of this, bit by bit, in the underworld.

She had never imagined they could talk about these things while still alive.

As they spoke of this, both of them quietly held their breath.

They both knew who had gifted them this current state of completion, and they both knew what price that person had paid.

Even if they tried to escape this problem with silence, they could never avoid it—

Ah Ran was gone.

That cute child who was a little slow in her speech and actions, who was clingy yet sensible.

She was the first child in their lives, one who had brilliantly occupied their world and would forever brilliantly occupy their hearts.

“Could… could it be that she just returned to the clouds to continue being busy with people’s wishes?” Yu Luo tried her best to suppress the tears in her voice.

She felt a hollow hole in her heart, silently bleeding, one that might never heal.

Qi Song’s throat was too tight with pain to speak. She could only nod forcefully with red eyes.

They both knew, this was just self-deceiving and other-deceiving.²

If Ah Ran were still here, how could she bear not to come find them.

Reversing time goes against the laws of nature; how could it not come with a great sacrifice.

And this sacrifice would only be integrated into their very breath, becoming a sharp pain in their midnight dream return³ for countless nights to come. From now on, all joy and happiness would inevitably be veiled by a layer of regret.

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The plane landed smoothly.

The family of three didn’t go directly back to their home in B City but first went to S City, where Qi Song’s new drama was being filmed. Although shooting wouldn’t start for a few days, the costume fitting photos needed to be taken.

Sitting in the back seat of the car, the two of them looked at the street scenery, a sense of melancholy inevitably rising in their hearts.

S City was where Qi Song went to middle school and Yu Luo went to high school; their younger selves had met and gotten to know each other in this city.

Both the Qi family and the Yu family had once put down roots in this city, but now the former had returned abroad after poor development, and the latter was also in decline. Back then, Yu He felt that Yu Luo was not obedient enough and, having coincidentally found another child of the Yu family who had been living elsewhere, gave up on her as the heir. As for how the Yu family later declined, it was unknown.

Today was a bright and sunny day.

After checking into the hotel room and pulling open the floor-to-ceiling curtains, the sunlight lazily draped over them, warm and comfortable.

Qi Song briefly unpacked the luggage and asked Yu Luo, “Jiejie, are you hungry? Let’s go get some lunch.”

The airplane food earlier hadn’t been to their taste, and Yu Luo was still in a heat period with severe withdrawal symptoms, which inevitably made her fussy.

Qi Song had tried to coax and feed her, but she refused to eat more than a few bites, just pursing her lips with tears shimmering in her eyes, looking wronged and pitiful. Qi Song’s heart ached for her, so she could only relent, hugging and kissing her again and again.

Now that they were finally off the plane, she was worried that Yu Luo had eaten too little and would be weak.

“Mhm.” Yu Luo leaned dependently into Qi Song’s embrace.

Qi Song held her tightly with one arm, while her other hand would sometimes squeeze her hand, sometimes touch her ear, then her neck, her back, touching and rubbing all over, her movements always careful and gentle.

—She was confirming her existence again.

Yu Luo’s heart felt a slight pang. She wrapped her arms around Qi Song’s waist and let her do as she pleased.

“Be good.” She lowered her head, burying it in the crook of Qi Song’s neck, and said softly, “Jiejie is here.”

After Qi Song finished her confirmation, her restless hand also obediently wrapped around Yu Luo. She spoke in a low, somewhat pitiful voice, “I don’t want to film alone.”

Right now, she simply couldn’t accept Yu Luo disappearing from her sight. Just the thought of it made her heart feel empty and her breathing difficult.

“Then don’t be alone.” Yu Luo’s heart softened. She raised a hand to rub her head. “I’ll be with you when the time comes.”

“The whole time?” Qi Song’s eyes lit up, but her tone was still pitiful. “But this drama is going to film for three months…”

“I’ll be with you the whole time,” Yu Luo said, word by word.

As soon as she said this, she could clearly feel Qi Song’s body temperature rise a little, and the concentration of her pheromones increased—out of joy.

Just like a tail starting to wag.

“Little dog.” Yu Luo couldn’t help but smile, a soft affection rippling in her eyes.

She lifted her head, pecked Qi Song on the lips, and feigned ignorance, “Why did your pheromone concentration increase?”

Qi Song paused slightly, wanting to explain. But then she saw the woman in her arms flutter her thick lashes, her eyes full of charm. “Do you want Jiejie to help you?”

Her heart skipped a beat, and she swallowed.

“Mommy, Mama, can we go eat?” Taotao, who was spread out like a little pancake on the sofa, asked in a soft voice.

“Wait a moment, little cub.”

After Qi Song spoke, she led Yu Luo into the hotel bathroom.

She didn’t even have time to turn on the light before she impatiently wrapped herself tightly around Yu Luo from behind in the darkness, holding her tenderly and silently for a few seconds.

They could both hear each other’s unsteady breathing.

Qi Song could feel Yu Luo’s body temperature rising as well, and the cool, rich scent of pheromones from her neck was released in an even more intoxicating way.

Her heart pounded hotly against her chest. She lowered her head, her nose brushing away the dark hair on the nape of the woman’s neck.

Her lips pressed against that scorching and alluringly soft spot, kissing it lightly and gently, before her teeth began to grind, forcefully—

“Ngh…” Yu Luo closed her eyes, unable to bear it, and let out a low whimper.

Qi Song’s pheromones were injected into her glands, and the pleasure of being possessed, of being filled, made her breathing deepen.

This physical intimacy seemed to touch her very soul, causing a tremor from the inside out.

Tears flowed from both of their eyes without them realizing it.

“Hold me…” Yu Luo choked out, turning around and hooking her hands around the back of Qi Song’s neck with some urgency.

She received the tight embrace she desired.

They needed each other so much that their lips and tongues intertwined, their hot breaths mingling, so forceful and passionate it was almost violent, heedless of the pain it brought.

In fact, this pain made the intimacy feel more real, more tangible, bringing with it a boundless sense of security and certainty.

Yu Luo was pressed against the door by Qi Song. Amidst their fierce kisses, the wetness on their cheeks also blended together, silently seeping into their souls.

“I love you.”

“I love you…”

It was unclear who was repeatedly whispering and sobbing between kisses, or if it was both of them.

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The family of three went out to eat at a nearby shopping mall with less foot traffic.

Qi Song held Taotao in one arm, her other hand tightly holding Yu Luo’s.

There was a hint of spring and satiation in both adults’ eyes, and Yu Luo’s legs even felt a little weak when she walked.

Qi Song tilted her head, leaning close to the woman’s ear, and asked with concern, “Do you need me to carry you? Jiejie.”

“…” Yu Luo’s eyelashes trembled slightly. “No.”

The passion that had surged in the bathroom was still tumbling through her mind, and she averted her gaze, feeling self-conscious.

It was brief, intense, and… pleasurable.

In tears, and in another unspeakable dampness, the sorrow and joy in her heart were released to their fullest.

Which was why, afterward, she couldn’t help but feel the aftertaste is without end.⁴

Qi Song stared at the woman’s soft earlobe, which was still tinged with pink, her gaze deep and hard to disperse.

While dark tides surged⁵ between the two parents, Taotao’s innocent, big eyes were wide open, looking all around.

There was a parent-child themed restaurant next to them. When she saw the cute cartoon decorations inside, her eyes instantly lit up.

“Mommy, Mama.”

She pointed her finger at the restaurant and said softly, “Can we eat this?”

Yu Luo and Qi Song turned their heads to look and were both slightly taken aback.

They simultaneously thought of how every time they used to take Ah Ran to a parent-child restaurant, Ah Ran would always go home happily hugging a Doraemon doll.

“You like Doraemon that much, huh?” Seeing Ah Ran’s cute smile, Qi Song had once couldn’t help but tease.

Ah Ran nodded.

“I think, Doraemon and I are a bit alike,” Ah Ran said slowly, her little face that was like it was carved from powder and polished from jade⁶ showing a hint of pride. “We can both bring everyone a lot of things.”

At that time, Qi Song and Yu Luo didn’t know that Ah Ran was referring to her ability to grant people’s wishes. They just pulled her, along with the Doraemon, into their arms and dotingly rubbed her head.

“Mhm, you’ve brought Mommy and Mama a lot of happiness.”

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The family of three came out of the parent-child restaurant. Taotao was holding a cute little teddy bear, while Qi Song was carrying a Doraemon doll gift box.

“This is for your big sister,” Qi Song explained to Taotao.

Taotao tilted her head, a little confused. “Big sister?”

“Yes, you have a biological older sister.” Yu Luo led Taotao as they walked out.

There was a dark tide of pain in her eyes as she said gently, “We’ll slowly tell you her story.”

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Perhaps because the trauma in her heart had not yet healed, Qi Song felt that she too had developed withdrawal symptoms similar to Yu Luo’s for the inhibitors.

She was professionally and single-mindedly shooting her costume photos under the spotlight, but the moment the director yelled “Cut,” her eyes couldn’t help but well up.

Ignoring the gazes of the staff, she hurried to the side.

Yu Luo caught Qi Song, who had burrowed into her arms like a puppy, and gently rubbed the top of her head, coaxing her softly.

“I miss you so much.” Qi Song whimpered lowly against Yu Luo’s neck. “Jiejie…”

“Jiejie has been watching you the whole time.” Yu Luo’s heart melted. She tilted her head and kissed her earlobe lovingly, whispering, “Good Song Bao.”⁷

Normally, saying such a word in public might be overly and daringly sweet. However, for Qi Song, who was feeling lost and about to be drowned by the painful longing, it was first aid.

She pestered Yu Luo to say it again.

After taking a few minutes to calm down, Qi Song slowly lifted her head from Yu Luo’s embrace, belatedly realizing how clingy she had been on set.

Amidst the good-natured, teasing smiles of the staff, she blinked, trying hard to suppress the embarrassment rising in her heart.

Really, she was just hugging her wife during a break in filming. What was so funny about that.

Oh, wait. Time had been reversed, so she and Yu Luo weren’t married yet.

Great, she could propose, get married, and have a honeymoon one more time.

Qi Song left Yu Luo’s embrace, satisfied and bubbling with happiness, and went back to continue the shoot.

However, not long into the shoot, the traumatic emotions began to return, and so she couldn’t stop herself from re-enacting the previous scene several more times.

In the end, everyone on set thought her susceptibility period had suddenly arrived.

“Insisting on shooting during her susceptibility period, and performing so well, Teacher Qi is truly diligent and outstanding,” a staff member sighed, admiring her professionalism, not yet anticipating that for the rest of the drama’s filming, a certain someone would be just as clingy to her wife.

In the evening, the photoshoot for the costume fitting materials was completed.

Walking out of the building, a biting cold wind blew, instantly clearing the minds that had been muddled by the indoor heating.

Qi Song and Yu Luo held hands, fingers intertwined. She asked pitifully and helplessly, “What if I’m often like this in the future, too?”

Yu Luo said, “I will work hard to make sure that every time you feel this way, you can hug me immediately.”

Qi Song stopped in her tracks.

Yu Luo also stopped, tilting her head to look at her, and asked patiently and gently, “What’s wrong?”

The LED screen on a nearby building was playing a dazzling advertisement, its light and shadow flickering across Yu Luo’s refined profile.

Qi Song stared at her without blinking, her mood growing emotional again.

She couldn’t help but reach out and wrap her arms around Yu Luo, rubbing her head against her. “Wuu, I like you the most, Jiejie.”

“I like you the very, very most, too,” Yu Luo’s clear, cool voice sounded by her ear.

The soft smile contained within it had a fine texture and quality, flowing with vitality.

It was very real, very lasting, very vivid, bringing Qi Song a sense of secure happiness.

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Taotao woke up, bleary-eyed, in the large bed of the hotel.

She looked left and right but didn’t see her mommy or mama.

Confused, she saw the door to the second bedroom of the hotel suite open. Qi Song walked out lightly and carefully closed the door again.

“Good morning, Mama,” Taotao said sweetly.

“Good morning, little cub.” Qi Song walked to the bedside, lifted her out of the covers, and kissed her cheek. “Did you sleep well?”

“Mhm.” Taotao also gave her a peck on the cheek. “Where’s Mommy?”

“Still sleeping.” Qi Song carried her into the bathroom to wash up. “Let’s eat breakfast first.”

Taotao had gradually gotten used to her mommy and mama occasionally sneaking off to sleep together without her. She didn’t ask any more questions and obediently rested in Qi Song’s arms.

Qi Song squeezed toothpaste for her and filled a cup with water.

Taotao stood on a stool to brush her teeth and easily noticed the red marks on her mama’s neck.

She spat out the toothpaste foam and asked, somewhat indistinctly, “Ngh, are there mosquitoes here in winter?”

Qi Song glanced in the mirror, then nonchalantly pulled her collar up a bit. “It might be an allergic reaction.”

“Oh.” After washing up, Taotao was carried out of the bathroom by Qi Song. She looked down and saw that her mama’s allergic reaction extended from her neck all the way to her collarbone.

She was instantly so worried that her eyes filled with tears. Qi Song had to call room service and apply some ointment in front of her.

The mother and daughter went to the hotel lobby for breakfast and brought some food back for Yu Luo.

Deep in a muddled sleep, Yu Luo felt a warm, fluffy ball burrow into her arms. She subconsciously hugged it and rubbed it comfortably.

A moment later, a soft touch kept pressing against her cheek and neck. Her brows twitched slightly, and she finally woke up.

She opened her eyes to two similar, pretty faces, one large and one small, both staring at her without blinking.

Her eyelashes fluttered.

She couldn’t help but curl her lips in a wave of happiness.

After returning a kiss to both Qi Song’s and Taotao’s cheeks, she slowly sat up. The sunlight draped over her, bright and warm.

But then, without any warning, the feeling of happiness suddenly withered in that instant.

…If only their Ah Ran were here, too.

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After packing up, the family of three flew back to B City.

Dragging their luggage into the small villa, they saw Auntie Zhang cleaning in the living room.

Seeing the family of three, she said in pleasant surprise, “You’re back.”

Yu Luo and Qi Song acknowledged her. Just as they were about to say something, Auntie Zhang said, “Perfect, there’s something strange I wanted to tell you.”

“Just now, when I was cleaning on the third floor, I vaguely heard what sounded like a baby crying somewhere, so I looked around.”

There was still a trace of unsettled shock in Auntie Zhang’s eyes. “It seemed to be coming from your bedroom—but I stood at the door and listened for a few seconds, and then the crying disappeared.”

“I don’t even know if I was hearing things.”

The door to the master bedroom on the third floor was fingerprint-locked, so Auntie Zhang couldn’t go in.

Hearing this, both Yu Luo and Qi Song’s chests suddenly went numb. They subconsciously looked at each other, seeing the same guess leaping in the other’s eyes—

Could it be…?

They didn’t have time for anything else. They grabbed hands and quickly ran up to the third floor, stopping breathlessly in front of the master bedroom door.

“Waaah…” The soundproofing of the door was quite good, so the baby’s clear cries sounded as if they were behind a layer of hazy fog, faintly coming from within.

Listening to that cry, Yu Luo’s entire body trembled with a premonition.

Her palms were sweating profusely, so when her damp fingertips pressed against the fingerprint lock, it failed to recognize them twice.

She took a deep breath, unable to calm down.

“Don’t, don’t be nervous,” Qi Song comforted her in a hoarse voice, her own hand trembling as she held Yu Luo’s fingertips, wiped them dry on her own sleeve, and then pressed them to the fingerprint lock again.

With a “beep,” the door finally unlocked successfully.

They pressed down the handle, pushed the door open—

And saw a baby that looked to be only a few months old lying on their large bed, whimpering and sobbing.

Yu Luo rushed to the bedside in a few steps. Seeing the baby’s tender little face, her voice trembled so much she was nearly speechless when she spoke—

“…Ah Ran!”

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The author has something to say:

Ah Ran: Rebirth: I’m three years younger than my little sister (crying)

Taotao: Yay! (smiling)

The main story will end in the next chapter~

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