Leon stayed by the Little Young Master’s side all night, spending most of the time staring at the delicate little face, lost in thought, while battling his inner demons. He prayed to the Father, all the while staying alert and attentive.
So cute.
He wanted to squish this omega into a ball and pop him into his mouth.
His tiger tail gently patted through the blanket, like soothing a child. He never knew he had such patience before.
It wasn’t until the first light of dawn that the alpha finally fell into a deep sleep.
Unexpectedly, just a few minutes later, Xiao Yu sat up, his little head filled with who knows what, and suddenly screamed.
“There’s a ghost! My house is haunted!”
“Or is it a foreign male ghost speaking Chinese!”
Then, driven by an incredible survival instinct, he grabbed a sixteen-pound plush shot put and ran outside!
The high-end apartment’s property management was top-notch, with the rest area decorated like a five-star hotel.
By the time Leon realized what was happening, he had already been thrown onto the soft, large sofa by the panting Xiao Yu, doing a forward roll and sitting up in confusion.
“Meow?”
Xiao Yu hugged the little cat, kissing and crying.
“Not listening to the elders has consequences right before your eyes. Baby, my parents were right!”
The beautiful omega’s face was full of fright. Under the concerned inquiries and annotations of a circle of staff, he accepted the rose tea they handed him.
The warm, fragrant tea entered his mouth, bringing some color back to his pale face.
“Sorry, I lost my composure.”
The omega thought for a moment, afraid that this group of people would come to check and find his brand new Russian Dior, so he didn’t mention the haunting.
He casually lied, “I had an anxiety attack, but I’m much better now.”
Xiao Yu was really scared, he didn’t even have time to put on shoes.
The considerate property manager was a top student who had returned from studying abroad. He knelt politely on the ground, lifting the snow-white, slender little foot, and used a handkerchief to wipe away the little dust on the sole.
Xiao Yu curled his toes in embarrassment.
“You don’t have to do this…”
“Serving the owner is our duty, you don’t need to apologize.”
The alpha was about to take the disposable slippers handed over by a colleague when he was suddenly bitten in the air by a big orange cat, as a threat.
The little sharp teeth were stark white: “Meow!”
The cat jumped, snatched the slippers, and glared at the property manager.
With a powerful push from its orange fluffy butt, it drove away the shamelessly flattering alpha. How could a greasy Federation man touch an omega’s foot so easily?
Xiao Yu was just about to remind the little cat to be good and not to be so fierce.
Then he saw the big orange cat, holding the slippers, imitating the manager’s posture, with its upper body prostrated on the ground devoutly, and its lower body raised high, tail straight up.
A posture of loyal submission.
Humbly and politely putting shoes on for its master.
The property manager was stunned, feeling the intense possessiveness and aggression, surprisingly coming from a cat as fat as a ball.
Even more ridiculous, he was actually intimidated by those fierce green eyes!
The little thought of flirting with the owner dissipated mostly, and the alpha clapped awkwardly, “What a gentlemanly cat.”
Do you need to say that?
Leon didn’t even spare him a glance.
Accompanied by a group of property staff, Xiao Yu mustered up the courage, holding the cat, to go home to wash up and change clothes, and simply packed his luggage.
Before leaving, he looked at the withered roses in the glass vase.
Xiao Yu, who was not good at taking care of plants and always killed whatever he tried to grow, changed the water and trimmed the branches every day, managing to extend the roses’ life by several days.
Leon followed his gaze: “Meow?”
Does the omega really like these flowers?
The mix of citrus and roses should smell wonderful. The big dough ball curled up its cat mouth, rubbing against his pant leg.
“Moo oh oh…”
He mumbled, persuading Xiao Yu to throw away the withered flowers.
When he returned to Russia to reclaim his assets, he could give him a whole sea of flowers.
But he saw Xiao Yu gently pull out the flowers, dry the branches and leaves, and clip them into a magazine, cherishing them dearly, taking them along, showing how much this gift meant to him.
The big fat cat was stunned, starting the motorcycle roar with zero frames.
Since he had a big fight with his parents and brother yesterday, the Little Young Master, who had a strong sense of pride, felt too embarrassed to go home, feeling like he had no momentum at all.
He chose to stay in a hotel.
The supernatural event from last night left Xiao Yu anxious all day.
After getting off work at the cat café, he sent the big fat cat back to the room, then wandered the dimly lit streets, an omega with a beautifully full mouth holding a cigarette.
In the past, Xiao Yu only smoked when he was extremely upset.
It had a bit of the flavor of a child pretending to be an adult, trying to act mature.
Now he was truly worried.
A perfectly good house was haunted, and he had never done anything bad!
He fumbled for a long time without finding a lighter.
Just about to curse, “click,” a flame lit the thin cigarette.
The person even helpfully used a hand to block the wind.
“Fortune-telling, solving puzzles, free two sentences for you.” A slick, laughing tone, “Does the handsome young man need it?”
Surrounded by smoke, Xiao Yu lifted his eyelashes to glance at him.
The old man wearing small round sunglasses immediately changed his tune, clicking his tongue in wonder, “Incredible, a handsome young man! Both beautiful and handsome, your love life is smooth sailing, a perfect match made in heaven!”
The back of the hotel was old, unrenovated, a street for funeral supplies.
Old men and women would tell fortunes to earn pocket money when they had nothing to do, very persistent, Xiao Yu didn’t want to bother, but on a whim, he extended his hand.
“Then take a look for me, what troubles do I have recently?”
The rich second-generation Little Young Master, dressed in luxury brands, quickly sat on a small stool, watching the old guy pinch and calculate.
“Young Master, your forehead is dark, do you often feel restless, like something heavy is pressing on you?”
Right and wrong.
Xiao Yu’s heart rate would soar when looking at a handsome alpha, and he would feel breathless when the cat lay on him like Mount Tai at night.
Old man: “Have there been any changes recently?”
The omega’s expression shifted slightly.
“…Yes.”
The old man sighed mysteriously, “A man has entangled you, can’t tell his age for now.”
Xiao Yu’s heart raced, lips pressed together, saying nothing.
The old man immediately saw he hit the mark, continuing to make up stories, “I guess your dad is a man, and your mom is a woman!”
“Right—” Xiao Yu stood up, about to flip the small stool, “Right my ass! Do you think I’m an idiot!?”
The old man grinned at him under the dim streetlight.
“You recently went to an unclean place, a wrongful ghost is haunting you, Young Master must resolve this quickly.”
A thought flashed through Xiao Yu’s mind, his face turning pale in an instant!
Not long after, the big fat cat, alone in the luxurious suite, didn’t wait for Xiao Yu to return, went out to find him, and unexpectedly found him right away.
The Little Young Master, who never believed in superstitions, was carrying paper money worth over three hundred bucks, sneaking to a deserted corner.
What’s he doing?
Is he going to set off fireworks from the Federation’s ancient traditions?
The Russian cat was very interested in the Federation’s traditional customs, curious for a moment, watching from a distance.
He saw the omega pick up a branch and draw a circle on the ground.
Then clumsily tore open the paper money, lit it, threw it into the circle, squatted down, his expression seemed to be holding back, but within five seconds, he was sobbing, crying with tears all over his face.
Burning money while praying, “Please… just go! Leon, I never offended you, you were the one who started being a rogue…!”
The big fat cat hiding in the dark corner froze.
What does this mean?
Xiao Yu kept crying, feeling both wronged and upset, and coincidentally, he suddenly received a call from his agent, Hearn.
Hearn started with a suspiciously casual greeting.
“Mr. Xiao, have you heard from Leon?”
Xiao Yu exploded, his voice echoing down the street, “Leon is dead!!”
“I shouldn’t have slapped him before he died!”
Heartbroken, unable to say a complete sentence.
“I-I remembered he came to me in a dream last night, speaking in Chinese! He played S&M and died from it! Waaaah—!”
The cat hiding in the shadows: “?”
Did I ever say that?
Author’s Note:
Innocent Little Fish [dog head]