The Amnesiac Omega Who Reels Me In Every Day – Chapter 82
by Little PandaShe Is Fragile
Other Omegas Are All Spoiled
Fu Mingyue, Fu-jiejie.
With so many troubling matters lately, Jiang Jinyi only now remembered this person.
She had gone abroad—it seemed like four years already.
Jiang Jinyi still remembered that during her hardest times, it was she who had given her the most comfort; every holiday, New Year, or birthday, her gifts and well-wishes never failed to arrive.
Was she coming back to the country?
She tried scrolling through her contacts, only to discover that she could not find Fu Mingyue’s number in either her address book or WeChat.
It was strange, but then she remembered this phone was bought for her by Jiang Youwan, and everything made sense again.
Someone like Jiang Youwan—how could she possibly leave her even the slightest thing that might help restore her memories.
Jiang Jinyi had asked Xu An for Fu Mingyue’s contact information, but before she could add her, the woman nestled in her arms suddenly stirred, half-opening her eyes, still drowsy and groggy, clearly not having slept enough.
“What are you doing?”
Jiang Youwan saw the phone in Jiang Jinyi’s hand, frowned, snatched it away, and tossed it under the bed without a second thought, fixing her with a dissatisfied look: “You’d rather play on your phone than hold me?”
This side of Jiang Youwan was rare—her voice soft and throaty, playfully scolding her, completely different from her usual self.
She was acting coy. She was fragile. She needed care.
Jiang Jinyi’s feelings were complicated. Not knowing what to say, she pursed her lips and tried to look away.
Jiang Youwan would not allow her to look away. She wrapped her arms around her neck, lowered her eyes, and, as though Jiang Jinyi did not understand, softly explained: “How can Xiao Jin be so silly? An Alpha must not be so ungentle to her own omega.”
She emphasized that she was already her omega.
The completely marked kind—the kind that could never leave each other again.
The two most intimate people in this world.
Her fingers slipped through the gaps between Jiang Jinyi’s, wanting to interlock but lacking the strength, simply holding on, pressing against her fair, warm neck as she continued: “And you can’t ignore jiejie, can’t be mean to jiejie, can’t be impatient with jiejie. Jiejie would be so sad, so heartbroken—the kind of heartbreak that shatters you…”
Very demanding, very fragile-hearted, unable to endure even the slightest grievance.
An omega just after being marked was exactly like this—fragile, fussy, sensitive and suspicious, desperately craving her Alpha’s care and attention.
Even the slightest questioning look or furrowed brow, even Jiang Jinyi’s slight attempt to pull her hand free—each was a devastating blow to her.
“Xiao Jin, hug jiejie, okay?”
Jiang Jinyi had never seen Jiang Youwan like this, had never imagined that one day Jiang Youwan would become this way. The tone of her voice and her hoarse whisper would make anyone’s heart ache—let alone Jiang Jinyi, the Alpha who had just completely marked her.
An Alpha would instinctively develop a protective desire toward her own omega, effortlessly won over by her coquettishness.
How could Jiang Jinyi not soften toward a jiejie like this? Her rationality was slightly submerged as she followed her words and wrapped her arms around her, but the moment she pulled her into her embrace, guilt condemned her and she wanted to let go. Jiang Youwan held her tighter, her wounded voice making a small plea: “Don’t abandon me…”
Her voice was especially hoarse. Jiang Jinyi’s heart inevitably softened and ached, so she half-resisted, half-yielded, and held her.
Jiang Youwan smiled in satisfaction. She was very tired now and needed to sleep a long, long time to recover some strength. She could fall asleep the moment she closed her eyes, but she forced herself to stay awake, because she could feel that Xiao Jin’s body was stiff—she had not fallen asleep, and her mind was wandering again.
Jiang Youwan stayed in Jiang Jinyi’s embrace for a while, then reluctantly withdrew. Sure enough, Jiang Jinyi’s eyes were open, her brow furrowed—it was obvious she was overthinking things again.
Seeing that Jiang Youwan no longer wanted to be held, Jiang Jinyi was a bit confused. Before she could react, Jiang Youwan pulled her head close and drew her into her own embrace.
“Xiao Jin, stop thinking. Jiejie will coax you to sleep.” Jiang Youwan stroked her gently, tender as water. Jiang Jinyi rested against her softness, just like so many times before—a familiar, reassuring feeling.
But unlike before, Jiang Youwan’s body now carried not only the fragrance of datura and milk, but also the hyacinth scent that belonged exclusively to her.
Jiang Jinyi did not want to feel this way, yet a sense of possessive satisfaction welled up from the depths of her heart.
Accompanied by Jiang Youwan’s soft, coaxing words and exceedingly gentle caresses, Jiang Jinyi was gradually overtaken by drowsiness, on the verge of sinking into her tender embrace.
No, she shouldn’t… You should refuse. You should stay far away from Jiang Youwan…
You can’t do this. You’ve let your mother down…
Her remaining rationality fought against it, in agonizing pain… Jiang Youwan could sense it. She lowered her head and kissed the furrow between Jiang Jinyi’s brows, using her pheromones to soothe her.
“Good girl, good Xiao Jin…”
In the end, Jiang Youwan’s coaxing prevailed. Jiang Jinyi, just like so many times before, fell asleep in her arms, losing consciousness, unaware of whatever Jiang Youwan might do to her—and that was fine.
Complete marking consumed a great deal of physical energy. Having temporarily forgotten her troubles, Jiang Jinyi slept deeply, as though making up for all the sleep she had lost, sleeping for a very long time.
Long enough to dream a very long dream.
She dreamed that there had been no deception or lies between her and Jiang Youwan. Jiang Youwan had been called Su Lin from the very beginning when she met her—she was her mother’s friend’s daughter, their neighbor, the big sister next door.
From the moment she was born, she had been cared for by this big sister next door. The big sister was six years older—when she was one or two, she accompanied her as she babbled her first words; when she was three or four, she helped her learn to write her own name; in elementary school, she played with her; in middle school, she tutored her; in college, she showed her the world, taught her the ways of society, yet still indulged her willfulness.
In her mother’s words, throughout the not-so-short years from age one to eighteen, every important moment in Jiang Jinyi’s life had been accompanied by Su Lin-jiejie.
Su Lin-jiejie was, besides her mother, the person who treated her best.
At eighteen, Jiang Jinyi’s first love awakened. She gradually realized she liked Su Lin-jiejie, and could not imagine liking anyone other than Su Lin.
She could only accept being with Su Lin-jiejie. She felt that she and Su Lin were simply meant to be together.
Because of these feelings, and not knowing how Su Lin felt about her, Jiang Jinyi had been tormented for a long time—secretly jealous many times, heartbroken several times, shedding many tears.
She even threw tantrums on purpose several times, just to make Jiang Youwan shift her gaze from others to herself.
After throwing a tantrum, she would regret it, caught in contradiction, unable to control herself.
Fortunately, it was not unrequited love.
On Jiang Jinyi’s nineteenth birthday, Su Lin asked her to make a wish before the cake. She pressed her palms together and silently made her wish; when she opened her eyes, she looked nervously at Su Lin.
At that moment, it was just the two of them, with a cake between them. The candlelight illuminated both their faces, and Jiang Jinyi thought Su Lin looked especially beautiful.
She did not know then that Su Lin had spent two hours doing her makeup for her today, that she had sent everyone away. She did not know then that her wish would come true on the spot.
Su Lin asked her: “What wish did Xiao Jin make?”
The dim candlelight helped conceal her flushed cheeks. Jiang Jinyi stammered: “If I say it out loud, the wish won’t come true…”
“Hmm?” Su Lin looked puzzled: “Why wouldn’t a wish come true? Xiao Jin, think carefully—haven’t all the wishes you’ve made to jiejie before come true?”
Su Lin asked her: “Has there ever been a time when jiejie didn’t fulfill your wish?”
“Didn’t jiejie fulfill your birthday wish last year too?”
Her birthday wish last year? Last year, Jiang Jinyi, not yet fully understanding her own feelings, had made a wish for Su Lin to spend one night a week with her.
And it really happened—every Saturday evening, Su Lin would pick her up, take her back to her place, watch movies with her, play with her, and coax her to sleep in the same bed.
Jiang Jinyi blinked, swayed by her words. Would jiejie really fulfill all her wishes unconditionally?
Jiang Jinyi was both expectant and afraid, hesitating: “That… that’s different…”
Su Lin had no intention of letting her off the hook. “How is it different? Is it something jiejie can’t manage?”
“Is Xiao Jin underestimating jiejie? Or… do you no longer want jiejie to know your wish, no longer want jiejie to be part of it? But it’s been this way for eighteen years. Acting like this will make jiejie very sad, you know.”
Su Lin truly knew how to handle Jiang Jinyi. When she spoke of being sad and heartbroken, Jiang Jinyi visibly wavered even more.
It was only in front of Su Lin that Jiang Jinyi could be this obedient, this well-behaved, this afraid—afraid of losing her.
“My wish… my wish…”
“My wish is to be with jiejie.” Jiang Jinyi threw caution to the wind and said it all in one breath: “I want jiejie to be my girlfriend!”
The moment those words fell, the whole world went quiet.
In that silence, Jiang Jinyi felt sure Su Lin could hear her heartbeat. After a long pause, she heard Su Lin chuckle softly and say: “Alright, your wish is granted.”
Jiang Jinyi froze for a long moment. A pink cloud seemed to burst before her eyes. She had no idea how long Su Lin had waited for this moment.
Su Lin-jiejie said: “I like Xiao Jin too, you know.”
Afraid of scaring Xiao Jin, afraid she would be unaccustomed to it, afraid she might recoil, Su Lin had been enduring all along—waiting until Xiao Jin came of age, waiting until she turned nineteen, finally receiving her confession.
“Xiao Jin, do you know how hard it was for jiejie to hold back?”
“Looking at Xiao Jin every day and not being able to kiss her…” Saying this, Su Lin kissed her lips and said: “Jiejie will be your girlfriend.”
The two of them got together. They were so happy. Su Lin went to work while she went to school. When she graduated from university, Su Lin proposed to her.
Su Lin truly understood romance and understood her, binding her securely so she could never go anywhere else.
No deception, no obstacles, no blood feud. They could be together forever.
Jiang Jinyi was smiling, not knowing why tears spilled from her eyes. She seemed to sink to the bottom of the sea, surrounded by the sound of water. From somewhere far yet near, someone seemed to be calling her. She struggled for a long time before swimming to shore and opening her eyes.
The first thing she saw was Jiang Youwan’s gentle face. She was held in Jiang Youwan’s embrace—Jiang Youwan had been watching her, she did not know for how long.
For a moment, Jiang Jinyi could not tell whether she was Jiang Youwan or the Su Lin from her dream.
How she wished she were Su Lin.
“Xiao Jin, you’re awake…”
The surroundings were identical to her dream, and so was the person, yet she quickly recognized the difference.
She was Jiang Youwan.
Jiang Jinyi’s beautiful dream shattered, and a wave of despair washed over her heart.
She did not know what to do. She stared at the ceiling, her eyes hollow.
Jiang Youwan was dissatisfied. Xiao Jin’s eyes should be unable to tear themselves away from her.
Why was her gaze like this?
Because she had just been marked, Jiang Youwan’s feelings of grievance and hurt were magnified.
But right now, Xiao Jin was still angry and had not accepted her. She could not lose her temper at Xiao Jin.
“Xiao Jin was smiling so happily in her dream just now. Did you dream of something fun?” She slowly turned Jiang Jinyi’s face toward her, making her look at her.
Jiang Jinyi said nothing.
Why? Why couldn’t she just smile at her like before?
Jiang Youwan tried to kiss her. Jiang Jinyi did not resist. The woman kissed her for a long while before stopping, then took her hand, wanting to lead her downstairs.
Jiang Youwan had ordered takeout, but it was now completely cold. She put it in the microwave to reheat—two minutes, and it was steaming and fragrant again.
Jiang Youwan had not changed clothes. She was still wearing the slip dress from when she had been touching herself in the room earlier. She opened the microwave, brought the congee to Jiang Jinyi, and afraid that Jiang Jinyi would not eat, personally scooped up a spoonful, blowing on it to the right temperature, then smiled: “Xiao Jin, hurry and eat~”
Jiang Jinyi was irritable and had no appetite. She did not want to eat, much less eat something fed to her by Jiang Youwan—eating would mean compromising with her again. She had already compromised so many times, each one filled with guilt.
Jiang Youwan’s hand hung in the air for two or three seconds. Her eyes gradually dimmed. Despite having that alluring, wicked-woman kind of beauty, at this moment she looked so aggrieved that not a trace of that aura remained.
Jiang Youwan withdrew her hand and said apologetically: “Jiejie knows Xiao Jin doesn’t like takeout, let alone something that’s been reheated after going cold. Jiejie originally wanted to come down and make a hearty breakfast for Xiao Jin to replenish your nutrients, but I found that I can’t bear to be away from Xiao Jin even for a moment.”
She looked remorseful, as though she knew Jiang Jinyi could not stand her like this. She set the congee on the table. “If Xiao Jin really doesn’t want to eat, then jiejie will go make it for you right now.”
With that, she stood up and walked toward the kitchen, her figure looking so forlorn.
From the moment she said sorry, Jiang Jinyi’s heart had been souring—a feeling of melting away. Her eyes could not tear themselves away from Jiang Youwan, watching her begin working in the kitchen, then suddenly raising her hand as if wiping away tears.
A very faint sound of sobbing reached Jiang Jinyi’s ears. She truly could not bear it anymore.
No Alpha could remain unmoved watching her own omega—just completely marked—shed tears in such grievance because of her.
She compromised again, rising and walking to Jiang Youwan’s side. Sure enough, she saw her reddened, wet eyes—clearly aggrieved to death, yet her hands stubbornly continued working.
In Jiang Jinyi’s memory, Jiang Youwan had always been composed, powerful, decisive, reliable—someone who made her feel safe, a natural ruler.
This contrast was simply too heartbreaking.
Jiang Jinyi finally spoke to comfort her: “Don’t be sad anymore. I’ll eat, okay?”
The moment Jiang Jinyi yielded, Jiang Youwan paused her hands, turning her head to look at Jiang Jinyi with a pitiful gaze that would melt anyone’s heart, the wetness in her eyes unmistakably deeper.
She set down what she was holding and threw her arms around Jiang Jinyi, chin resting on her shoulder, her voice thick with tears: “Xiao Jin, jiejie is so sad. Other omegas all have Alphas who care for them, who dote on them and love them, who hold them in the palms of their hands. But I don’t have any of that…”
After other omegas were completely marked, because they were sensitive and fragile, they would be well cared for by their Alphas—spoiled, indulged, protected like the most precious treasure. They could throw tantrums at will, have every unreasonable demand satisfied, pout over the slightest dissatisfaction.
But she could not.
She even had to beg for a single embrace.
She might be the only omega who became this lowly after being completely marked.
Yet she still did not blame Jiang Jinyi. She only told her, aggrieved, that she lacked everything others had.
She knew this was the best way to tug at Jiang Jinyi’s heart, the thing Jiang Jinyi could least bear.
Jiang Jinyi was at a loss. She only wanted to comfort her, only wanted to stop her from being sad.
She gripped Jiang Youwan’s waist and gently pushed her back a little. Jiang Youwan was crying weakly, her lashes damp.
It pierced Jiang Jinyi’s heart like a thorn. She parted her lips to comfort her: “Jiejie, don’t be sad anymore…”
She called her jiejie again. Jiang Youwan looked up at her with a thrill of joy.
In her eyes was cautious delight.
Jiang Jinyi lowered her head slightly, drew close to her, and for the first time—in full awareness and of her own volition—pressed her lips to Jiang Youwan’s.
Jiang Youwan froze for a moment, then immediately wrapped around her neck like a water snake, deepening the kiss.
After an exceptionally long kiss ended, Jiang Youwan’s gaze was so tender it seemed about to melt into a pool of water, her eyes brimming with joy.
She had Jiang Jinyi stay by her side, helping as her assistant. Before long, she made a pot of Jiang Jinyi’s favorite—fragrant lean meat congee.
Jiang Youwan insisted on holding the small pot, feeding Jiang Jinyi bite by bite. Since it was two portions, it eventually turned into them taking turns—one bite for her, one bite for the other—until it was all gone.
Jiang Jinyi thought in anguish: She had compromised yet another step.
With this step, there would soon be a second, a third, a fourth…
Over the next two days, she and Jiang Youwan seemed to have returned to the state they were in during their passionate romance. But she understood—this was merely a final rally.
Everything was coming to an end. She did not want to continue like this anymore.
…
“Xiao Jin, don’t go…” Jiang Youwan lay in bed, drowsy, grasping Jiang Jinyi’s hand, insisting she lie down with her.
Jiang Jinyi sat on the edge of the bed, reaching up to stroke her messy hair. “Let me tidy up a bit. Jiejie sleep first, okay?”
She was rarely this gentle. Jiang Youwan cast a loving glance at her, but Jiang Jinyi covered her eyes with her hand. The exhausted omega was thus easily coaxed to sleep.
She was happy and satisfied. Jiang Jinyi was not.
Every compromise, every loss of control, and then another loss of control—slowly, completely out of control.
Jiang Jinyi could not accept that version of herself.
She felt that her mother was watching everything she did from above, and she was in agony.
She could not take this step, could not continue compromising with Jiang Youwan bit by bit, then disregard everything and be together.
She was torturing herself.
If this went on, she would go mad.
After confirming that Jiang Youwan was fast asleep, Jiang Jinyi moved away, took out her phone, and added Fu Mingyue’s contact.
“Fu-jiejie, can you come pick me up?”
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