The first episode of the escape room variety show had just finished filming. The three alphas were so tired that they slumped on the couch, panting as they leaned back to catch their breath.
"Director, does your show have a grudge against alphas?" Chen Yimo asked.
The director replied, "When the show airs, you'll see just how popular you've become!"
Xie Wang took a towel from his assistant and wiped his face.
"Where's the dressing room?" a voice sounded next to him.
It was only then that Xie Wang remembered Lin Jianlu was still wearing that doll costume.
"Follow me," Xie Wang said.
The hotel didn't have a dedicated dressing room, so Xie Wang had the director arrange another room.
The assistant delivered Lin Jianlu's casual clothes.
Standing in front of the mirror, Lin Jianlu stared at his reflection for a moment.
He couldn't quite reach the zipper on the back of the costume, and the black leather garter was also tricky to undo.This is stolen from https://chipoholictranslations.blogspot.com/p/homepage.html
Both these were reasonable reasons for asking Xie Wang to stay and help.
However, before he could say anything, Xie Wang approached on his own. The alpha's hand moved to the zipper at the back of his neck and pulled it all the way down.
Just like before, Lin Jianlu didn't need to make a move—this fish took the bait on its own, even nibbling on the fishing rod.
"YoYo, did you feel unwell after you went back?" Xie Wang asked.
He was referring to the susceptible period of those days. Lin Jinalu had been tormented by him and cried several times.
"I'm fine," Lin Jianlu said lightly.
If this was merely 'each takes what he needs,' would the alpha care about the omega's physical condition after sleeping with them?
Is he worried about breaking me because he still wants to have sex again next time?
That… kind of makes sense.
The costume fell to the floor.
"Sit on the bed," Xie Wang said. "I'll help you take that thing off your leg."
"Hm." Lin Jianlu first pulled on a shirt for himself.
Because of all the running and jumping during the game, the buckle of the leg ring had twisted halfway around, rubbing a patch of skin raw.
Xie Wang knelt on one knee, gesturing for him to slightly lift his leg. With a click, the buckle came undone.
"Done," Xie Wang said. "Who the hell designed this game? It's pure torture."
Lin Jianlu had a small cut on the side of his leg, and it was bleeding a little.
He didn't care and was about to finish dressing when Xie Wang checked his pockets and pulled out a small bandage. Peeling open the wrapper, he carefully placed it over the wound.
As if worried it might sting, Xie Wang even blew gently on it.
Like coaxing a child.
If he just wanted to sleep with Lin Jianlu, did he have to go to this extent?
Does an omega's better mood make them more fun to sleep with?
In the escape room game just now, the alpha-specific tasks included but were not limited to swimming, sprinting, rock climbing, and weightlifting. Xie Wang's clothes were still damp with sweat.
The alpha's scent—a pleasant mix of sweat and grapefruit—lingered faintly in the air. His defined abdominal muscles, traced clearly by his soaked shirt, stood out prominently.
"Senior, if you're tired, go rest," Lin Jianlu said.
"I'm alright," Xie Wang replied. "Once we finish recording our personal thoughts, today's work will be done."
Lin Jianlu: "Then let's head out."
Outside, a temporary studio had already been set up for interviews with the game participants.
Chen Yimo was currently inside being interviewed. Lin Jianlu found a sofa and sat down comfortably, pulling out his phone to poke Wei Lan.
[YoYo]: It's you!
[Lan]: After Young Master Zhou called me a scummy O, my dad cut off my allowance. I had to take on some side gigs.
[Lan]: I arranged a little perk for you while I'm at it.
[Lan]: Is it neat? Enjoying the view of Fierce A up close?
[YoYo]: Really neat. But you guys went a bit overboard with all the physical challenges.
[Lan]: What, feeling sorry?
I'm not feeling sorry for anyone!
Lin Jianlu thought to himself.
I'm just… a little overwhelmed after seeing so many Fierce A scenes at once.
[YoYo]: Pitting him is whatever, but you also pitted me.
[Lan]: Cute sexy plus coldly elegant—that style suits you perfectly. Does Xie Wang dare to say that he didn't get hard? Relax, I've checked out countless As. I know exactly what alphas like.
[YoYo]: pushes up glasses.jpg
"YoYo, you're up next," Chen Yimo called out, waving him over as he exited the interview room.
"Yeah," Lin Jianlu replied, following the photographer into the studio.
Meanwhile, Xie Wang wandered over to the director and casually snagged the crew list.
In the section for storyline and challenge design, he spotted a name that looked very familiar—
Wei Lan.
Lin Jianlu's sea king friend.
This challenge was designed to sneak in personal preferences without making it too obvious.
But it wasn't like he didn't get anything out of it.
"YoYo." Pei Yan sat down next to him with a can of soda in hand. "That's such a nice name."
Xie Wang responded with a soft hum.
It was a nice name, sure, but everyone knew it and kept calling out "YoYo" left and right.
Suddenly, he remembered something he had overlooked for a long time.
Before his rebirth, there had been a time when he was filming late into the night, almost until dawn. Just as he was about to rest on set, he remembered that the previous day had been Lin Jianlu's birthday.
He had rushed across half the city before finding a dessert shop that was still open. All that was left in the display case was a small, unimpressive cake.
By the time he got home, Lin Jianlu was already asleep.
He woke him up, claiming the crew had given him a cake.
At the time, Lin Jianlu had simply looked at him, his expression as cold as ever, and said he understood.
But that night in bed, Lin Jianlu had talked to him a little more than usual.
Lin Jianlu mentioned that he used to have another name: Lin Jiale. It meant peace, happiness, and a life free from worries.
He had listened and forgotten it almost immediately, never expecting to recall it now.
In the makeshift studio, Lin Jianlu was recalling scenes from the game.
"Which part of the escape game was your favorite?" the staff asked him.
"Da Wang swimming," Lin Jianlu replied.
"And the most memorable one?"
Lin Jianlu: "Da Wang rock climbing."
Staff: "?"
"What about the biggest regret?" they continued to ask.
Lin Jianlu: "Da Wang weightlifting. I didn't get to see it."
Staff: "..."This is stolen from https://chipoholictranslations.blogspot.com/p/homepage.html
Did you spend the whole game just watching Da Wang?
"Is there any segment you'd like to experience again?"
This time, Lin Jianlu didn't answer right away. After a moment's thought, he said, "The part where Xie Wang carried me, I guess."
He added: "Just joking. I mean, who wouldn't want that? He's such a popular alpha actor, after all."
After finishing the interview, he left the studio.
The manager from Xingluo Entertainment had already arrived to pick him up.
"Finished recording?" the manager asked. "No injuries, I hope?"
The area on the inside of his thigh where the bandage was placed throbbed slightly, a soft, tingling itch, as if a tiny electric current had passed through.
"No," Lin Jianlu replied.
Halfway through the drive back, his phone rang. It was a message from Xie Wang.
[Da Wang]: Why'd you leave? Stupid dog.jpg
The strange expression in the message made Lin Jianlu picture the alpha's current face, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
[YoYo]: Got work to do.
[Da Wang]: So busy, our YoYo is almost a big star now.
[YoYo]: Just a little singer.
"Who are you chatting with?" His manager sitting beside him asked. "Smiling so happily."
Lin Jianlu tilted the phone slightly, turning the screen away from his agent to block the view.
"Just reading the news," he said. "Hot search, quite funny."
Manager: "The top hot search is cold wave hits, and the second is stock market crashes. Which one's funny?"
Lin Jianlu: "Cold wave hits."
The manager almost sprayed the back of the driver's head with the mouthful of water she'd just taken.
"We have an endorsement commercial shoot tonight," the manager said. "Tomorrow you need to head back to the Hidden Blade crew. The director says you still have scenes left to film."
Lin Jianlu: "Mhm."
***
Taking advantage of having no work scheduled that evening, Xie Wang returned to the Xie family home, just in time for dinner.
The meal was anything but comfortable for him.
"He asked me last time if anyone wanted to marry him." His father let the cat out of the bag. "Hahaha, middle of the night, and he's thinking about marriage."
Xie Wang: "..."
"It's fine, son, nothing to be embarrassed about," his father said. "I've already lined up twenty-something omegas for you. Their contact information is all on this sheet of paper. Add them all, and chat whenever you're free. You're bound to find one you like."
Xie Wang: "?"
What kind of Wei Lan behavior was this?
"Ge, do you have work tonight?" Xie Wang asked.
His older brother was still dressed neatly in a suit while having dinner.
"My company's new product line needs to shoot an endorsement commercial tonight," his brother replied. "I'm going to oversee it."
Xie Wang: "Then you should go handle that."
His brother added, "The ambassador is a Xingluo artist named Lin Jianlu. Do you know him?"
Xie Wang: "Then I'll go to oversee it too."
***
Lin Jianlu's endorsement was for a home furnishing brand.
XI had recently launched a line of pure white minimalist furniture with a cold, sleek design. Perhaps thinking Lin Jianlu's temperament was in line with it, the brand had actively reached out to Xingluo Entertainment.
Now, with his makeup done and dressed in a set of all-white loungewear, Lin Jianlu sat quietly in the dressing room, waiting.
[Lan]: YoYo, you're shooting a bedding endorsement!
[YoYo]: It's home furnishings. Pushes up glasses.jpg
[Lan]: Isn't there a bed too! Just lie down on it, and boom—that bed will sell like hot cakes!
[Yo Yo]: They mentioned that the boss's younger brother will be visiting later. Think he'll interfere unnecessarily?
[Lan]: That sounds so annoying.
[Lan]: By the way, something's come up.
[Lan]: The principal just told me that your father went to the campus hospital and requested your omega health monitoring records for the past two weeks.
[YoYo]: .
[Lan]: I've been meaning to ask you—what are you even doing? You don't want Xie Wang to marry you, you can't get a mark from him, so what's the plan? Just enjoy sleeping with a Fierce A? There are thousands of Fierce A out there—any one of them could satisfy you and mark you.
[YoYo]: Beauty is in the eye of the beholder..
[Lan]: Or maybe—Lin Jianlu! Xie Wang is different for you, and you don't want to use him.
"They're ready to start shooting," his assistant knocked on the door.
"Got it," Lin Jianlu replied, placing his phone face down on the table before following his assistant out.
Xie Wang knew that Xie Siran owned a home furnishing brand. The two brothers had headed there together, but halfway through, Xie Siran was called away by a phone call, leaving Xie Wang as the sole representative at the shoot.
XI's home furnishings were divided into several themed sections based on color and style. As soon as Xie Wang stepped onto the display floor, he noticed a set arranged in a fresh yellow theme.
This would suit Lin Jianlu perfectly, he thought.
"What's today's aesthetic theme for the shoot?" Xie Wang asked.
"The advertising department said that Lin Jianlu has a clean and cold temperament, suitable for white," the assistant replied.
Then you're really blind.
Xie Wang said inwardly.
As he walked all the way over, his gaze landed on Lin Jianlu. Dressed in all-white loungewear, he was seated on a snowy white carpet, leaning against a bed while holding a delicate bouquet of light purple daisies, with the glowing cityscape stretched out under the night sky behind him.
The ad's theme was "Waiting for you to come home."
"Pure, cold, elegant—he embodies all these qualities," the photographer gushed to the boss's younger brother, heaping praise. "Absolutely outstanding."
Photographer: "Look at those eyes—so clean and indifferent, like a young deer's."
Xie Wang: "."
On camera, Lin Jianlu raised his head slightly, his gaze shifting from the light purple flowers to land on Xie Wang.
Photographer: "Hey, there's a hint of passion now—excellent! He didn't have that just a moment ago.”
Xie Wang: "…"
"You guys go ahead and keep shooting," Xie Wang said. "Don't mind me. I'll just watch from here."
Standing off to the side, Xie Wang observed for a while and concluded that the photographer didn't quite get it.
The photographer was only focused on having Lin Jianlu pose sitting on a chair, the floor, or the bed. They did not grasp the essence of the "Waiting for you to come home" theme.
Before he was reborn, Lin Jianlu didn't wait for him to come home like this.
Now that he thought about it, every time Lin Jianlu waited, it was a carefully laid out plan.
"I have a suggestion," Xie Wang said.
Lin Jianlu, mid-pose and starting to feel a crick in his neck, was startled when Xie Wang walked over and pulled him up off the floor with a single motion.
"Let's change up the approach," Xie Wang declared.
Lin Jianlu: "Huh?"
Do you even know what you're doing?
Xie Wang pushed him and made him sit on the sofa: "There you are."
When Xie Wang asked him to lie down, he did.
The omega lay on his side on the sofa, while Xie Wang placed an open book on the carpet nearby.
The blanket draped over him was thin. Xie Wang went further, rolling up the hems of Lin Jianlu's loungewear pants to reveal his ankles.
"Wet his hair a little," Xie Wang instructed the makeup artist. "Make it look like he showered late at night, didn't bother drying his hair, and fell asleep like that. Do we have any casual clothes in alpha style?"This is stolen from https://chipoholictranslations.blogspot.com/p/homepage.html
"Never mind, use mine." Xie Wang shrugged off his jacket and pressed it on the thin blanket.
"Let one of his wrists dangle off the edge of the sofa," Xie Wang continued. "Do we have a leather belt? Get one and place it on the floor. Don't expect me to take mine off right away."
With these adjustments, the setup instantly felt more like home, and also gave off the waiting vibe.
Back then, Lin Jianlu had been exactly like this. He didn't just want to come home; he wanted to grab him and make love once he got there.
Too bad Xie Wang had only ever known how to lose control, never pausing to understand the reason behind it.
"This is indeed much better," the photographer admitted. "It feels natural now. You've got a good eye for this."
For the next scene, Xie Wang had Lin Jianlu stand barefoot by the floor-to-ceiling window, the minimalist white bed behind him. The omega held a book loosely in one hand, his white loungewear rumpled with the collar slipping off one shoulder.
In addition, he also stuffed an omega suppressant injector—unpacked but unused—into Lin Jianlu's hand and scattered two torn suppressant packaging papers on the floor nearby.
This, too, was something Lin Jianlu had once done to him.
He carefully recalled every detail and replicated it flawlessly.
During a break in the shoot, they paused for a brief rest.
Lin Jianlu quickly fished out his phone and messaged Wei Lan.
[YoYo]: Help! Why do I feel like Xie Wang is better at seducing alphas than I am?!
[Lan]: ??? Impossible!
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YoYo: QAQ Why do I suddenly feel like he is better than me?
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