The Coveted Gloomy Beta Roommate Chapter 76

Chapter 76: First Place: Knowing it was an illusion, his brain was bewitched, like a fool with no cure.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense. Two hot-blooded Alphas. Tang Xingye thought they were going to fight again and frowned slightly.

Lu Zhi met his gaze. Because of his reckless behavior, Tang Xingye’s eyes held complexity. Did he make things difficult for Tang Xingye again? He didn’t want Tang Xingye to frown, didn’t want him to be angry; he hoped Tang Xingye would be happy every day.

Lu Zhi looked at him, then at Lin Mo, stopped talking, and shut his mouth quietly. After stuffing the steam eye mask from his pocket into Tang Xingye’s hand, he strode away from the scene.

Lin Mo sneered. That idiot Lu Zhi thought Tang Xingye would like him a bit more like this?

Events suddenly developed toward his expected direction. Tang Xingye watched Lu Zhi’s back disappear. He looked down at the eye mask in his hand, dazed for a moment.

It was good they didn’t quarrel; Tang Xingye didn’t want to be asked to leave the venue. But why didn’t he feel happy in his heart?

The annual meeting lasted for several days. The organizers arranged for them to stay in a guesthouse, assigned to the same room. Lin Mo looked at Tang Xingye. The latter had no objection, so his expression softened slightly.

But a twin room… Lin Mo stared at the extra bed, absurdly considering throwing it out.

He watched Tang Xingye finish showering, currently leaning on the balcony railing making a phone call.

The slender Beta wore a white bathrobe, hair still dripping water, casually drying his hair with a towel. That lazy appearance inexplicably gave Lin Mo a few illusions of an “old married couple.”

Tang Xingye hung up the phone and came back, his eyes dim.

“Whose call?” Lin Mo asked.

“Nothing.” The other shook his head gently.

Tang Xingye was truly like a tightly closed clam; it took some effort to pry open and see the real softness inside.

Hearing his tone wasn’t great, Lin Mo changed the subject: “Is it because of that first place bet? Finals are coming up, afraid of losing to me?”

“You are only temporarily first place.” Tang Xingye’s reaction was as he expected. He tilted his head slightly, glanced at him, expression very unyielding. “You think too highly of yourself. If it’s just the final exam, I’m not that nervous.”

“Then what else is making you unhappy?”

Tang Xingye hesitated for a while, then whispered: “I passed the Medical Academy’s written test.”

“Most people have to wait for the results to come out to know if they have an interview opportunity. Being able to receive notice in advance shows they value you very much. Moreover, the Medical Academy didn’t add a single quota last year.”

Speaking of this, Lin Mo noticed the desolate emotion in Tang Xingye’s eyes.

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Tang Xingye kept a straight face, a bit unhappy. “I was transferred to another department. Recently the Execution Division is short of hands, requiring me to go there for the post.”

Unexpectedly, after going around in circles, he still had to go to the Execution Division for an internship.

“Approaching the end of the year, it’s normal for the Execution Division to be short of people.”

“I remember the Medical Academy reserved one spot this year. Do you know who it is?” Lin Mo asked.

“Gu Lao.”

“His written test score can’t be higher than yours,” Lin Mo said.

Tang Xingye paused, continuing, “His family donated a large batch of supplies to the Medical Academy.”

Then this position must be his. Tang Xingye didn’t speak this obvious fact.

The gap between rich and poor was set from the umbilical cord. To those born in high positions, it was something they could touch by gently reaching out. Tang Xingye had to walk a very long road to push open that door. Perhaps one day he would walk further than them, but the gap in class always lay across his heart.

Tang Xingye hadn’t complained about his birth, but he was hostile to everyone who didn’t recognize him, unable to suppress his anger.

Unreconciled, so unreconciled.

Lin Mo read this meaning from Tang Xingye’s eyes. Gu Lao’s grades were inferior to Tang Xingye’s, and he certainly hadn’t invested as much energy and time as Tang Xingye. To Gu Lao, it was just an internship not worth mentioning.

Without any resources or background, Tang Xingye being able to know the news of the internal selection in advance meant the effort he put in was already enough.

Effort should be rewarded; this is a universally recognized value.

Lin Mo was about to comfort him but noticed that after speaking, Tang Xingye’s eyes were on him, waiting for his reaction rather than being immersed in his own loss.

Lin Mo said softly: “I know the Vice Dean of the Medical Execution Academy. I’ll try to communicate and add an extra quota this year.”

Thinking of Tang Xingye’s high self-esteem in his bones, he continued to add: “If you feel it’s inappropriate…”

“Thank you.”

Tang Xingye shook his head. He didn’t feel ashamed of charity from others right now.

Lin Mo’s fingertips brushed the hair on the side of Tang Xingye’s face. “This is just a starting point.”

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“Starting point?” Tang Xingye didn’t dodge, chewing on this word.

“In the future, you will stand in a higher position, constantly moving forward, going further and further.”

Verbal comfort was definitely insignificant; Tang Xingye needed real help.

“This is what you should get.”

This sentence made Tang Xingye’s eyes flicker slightly.

“Should, huh.”

Tang Xingye felt this word was very piercing. Betas “should” be this or that, but the satisfaction of being recognized still put him in a good mood. The corners of his lips curved up in an extremely shallow, almost invisible arc.

He teased half-jokingly: “First place should also be mine.”

Lin Mo gazed fixedly at Tang Xingye, speaking with double meaning: “It is yours.”

The next day, a staff member came to find him, saying his display board was accidentally knocked over and a corner broken. The person involved wanted to compensate him.

When Tang Xingye came in to show his ID, someone showed a disdainful expression, muttering about “vase” and “Beta.” Tang Xingye was used to being discriminated against. Adding the harassment, linking a series of events, Tang Xingye concluded this person did it on purpose.

A tall figure stood with his back to him in front of the display board. A bit of thin anger surfaced in Tang Xingye’s eyes, and he walked over quickly.

Just as he was about to question, the person turned around, face full of surprise. “Senior!”

Tang Xingye seemed to have the pause button pressed, very astonished. “Why are you here?”

He hadn’t expected to meet someone unexpected here. He and Huo Zhe hadn’t seen each other for half a year.

“I’m participating in the Talents Program.” Huo Zhe suppressed his excitement, but the corners of his lips couldn’t stop curling up. He spoke a bit incoherently: “I came over as soon as I saw your name on the list.”

The Omega before him still had world-weary brows and eyes, but that damp gloomy feeling had faded a lot. Although his voice was still small, compared to his previous squeaky voice, it was much better.

Complexity flashed in Tang Xingye’s eyes. At that time, he wanted to find something for Huo Zhe to do so he wouldn’t let his imagination run wild. Unexpectedly, the other party really listened.

“Next year I can be in the same school as Senior.” Huo Zhe was dissatisfied with being a grade lower than Tang Xingye, but couldn’t skip a grade.

Tang Xingye: “Mn.”

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Lin Mo frowned at Huo Zhe. Where did this person pop out from? Acting so familiar with Tang Xingye, calling him Senior this and Senior that, truly disgusting.

One Lu Zhi left, another eyesore came.

Alpha, Beta, even an Omega came to stick a foot in.

Compared to Huo Zhe’s enthusiasm and joy, Tang Xingye felt a bit awkward. After all, their relationship wasn’t close, and they weren’t familiar with each other’s lives.

Common topics besides reminiscing about high school were chatting about Huo Zhe’s past glorious deeds: sneak shots, stealing his pen, using his photo to masturbate.

Seemed like nothing special.

Having experienced so much stalking and harassment, Tang Xingye found his acceptance of perverted things had expanded to be incredibly smooth.

“Forgot the business. Sorry about the display board,” Huo Zhe took out his phone and handed it to Tang Xingye, “Add contact info, I’ll transfer the money to you.”

Transferring compensation was a small matter; Huo Zhe wanting Tang Xingye’s contact info was the key.

As soon as the voice fell, Lin Mo stepped forward to intervene, a trace of gloom flashing in his eyes: “You can just scan the payment code; no need for unnecessary actions.”

“When it ends later, there’s a café nearby. I’ll treat you to a cup.” Huo Zhe ignored Lin Mo, continuing to look at Tang Xingye.

Lin Mo interrupted: “He’s not used to drinking coffee.”

Tang Xingye: “…”

Huo Zhe felt offended by the Alpha’s forceful interruption. Alphas were like natural enemies to him; he instinctively put up defenses.

He pursed his lips, eyes becoming gloomy. His originally weak voice rose, showing unprecedented aggression, “I am talking to Senior. Didn’t anyone teach you not to interrupt casually?”

Tang Xingye didn’t want to make the scene ugly. He patted the back of Huo Zhe’s hand and gently squeezed his fingertips, signaling him to calm down.

With just this subtle movement, Huo Zhe actually quieted down. Huo Zhe looked at Tang Xingye, the dark and cold expression fading, whispering: “Senior, let me scan for WeChat. Okay?”

Tang Xingye: “Mn.”

He had no reason to refuse Huo Zhe’s compensation.

Lin Mo frowned. He disdained haggling with an Omega, but the Huo Zhe before him had eyes glued to Tang Xingye, staring intently. Anyone with eyes could see the Omega’s thoughts at a glance.

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What really annoyed Lin Mo was Tang Xingye’s invisible attitude of indulgence.

Tang Xingye took out his phone and showed the QR code for Huo Zhe to scan. Huo Zhe’s expression became brighter.

Lin Mo’s eyes sank bit by bit. What did Tang Xingye mean by this? Did he like this Omega?

The AC in the venue was on full blast, temperature suitable, yet this person wore a long-sleeved jacket unwilling to take it off. Expression anxious, uneasy, irritable. Through various details, Lin Mo quickly judged that Huo Zhe had a history of long-term self-harm.

What was good about this maggot-like person? His pheromones also smelled like rotting apples.

Why couldn’t Tang Xingye ever see people clearly?

The more Lin Mo thought, the harder it was to stay calm. Jealousy and bitterness churned in his chest, almost bursting out. But in the end, he said nothing, just watching the scene before him coldly.

Huo Zhe summoned his courage for the first time to actively come to such a large occasion, not to stalk, but trying to stand before Senior as a “normal person.”

Tang Xingye saw his unease and took him for a simple tour around.

Not far away, Lin Mo witnessed the whole process, his expression extremely unhappy. He could imagine Tang Xingye leaning down, getting close to Huo Zhe’s ear, pale pink lips opening and closing saying something. Even if he couldn’t hear the specific content, the clear voice carried an indescribable gentleness.

Light fell on his brows and eyes, shrouding his beautiful face in a faint halo. Clearly born with a look that pushed people a thousand miles away, his eyes condensed a soft brilliance, reflecting unique tenderness, delicacy, and thoughtfulness vividly.

This subtle contrast was enough to make anyone gazed upon by him sink into it, unable to extricate themselves.

Lin Mo’s pupils locked deeply onto this scene, like knowing a scab shouldn’t be moved but uncontrollably tearing it off like he was bewitched. He had spied on Tang Xingye’s life for a long time. Every time Tang Xingye got along with others, it pricked his nerves fiercely.

“The new hairstyle suits you.” Before parting, Tang Xingye helped Huo Zhe tidy up some messy strands of hair. In that instant, Huo Zhe’s eyes trembled violently.

Huo Zhe looked like he wanted to hug Tang Xingye, but constrained by the occasion, he kept his distance. “Can I still see you tomorrow?”

Tang Xingye nodded with a smile, watching Huo Zhe leave.

Lin Mo thought Tang Xingye would say something to him, but he turned to look at other display boards.

Was the display board that important?

Lin Mo didn’t expect he would be jealous of a display board, but he was called away by his advisor to help handle the high-precision saline system.

All afternoon, his hands were soaked in saline water, fingertips gradually swelling and turning white. During this time, Tang Xingye indeed passed by him once. His gaze lingered on his hands for a moment, then he left hurriedly.

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While working, Lin Mo couldn’t help wondering who was talking to Tang Xingye again.

Tang Xingye wouldn’t stop for him.

Several hours later, night fell, and the venue was empty.

Lin Mo calmly set up harassing text messages. Since he couldn’t bind Tang Xingye in a normal way, then use guilt. Even self-harm was acceptable.

His Susceptible Period came early. Lin Mo walked out of the venue alone, watching the stars hanging lonely in the night sky. The moon shone on the earth, treating everyone gently, except him.

Lin Mo habitually dry-swallowed pills, stuffing a dose exceeding the doctor’s instructions into his mouth, trying to suppress those desires that made him loathe himself. Every time desire arose, it gave him the impulse to self-destruct; he could only endure the pain.

Abusing drugs was a slow suicide, but he didn’t care.

“Your Susceptible Period is early?”

A familiar voice came from behind. Lin Mo was slightly stunned and turned his head.

The person stood at the entrance. Amidst the dancing tree shadows, that person was draped in a hazy, gentle veil.

The hallucination this time was exceptionally real. It even walked up to him. Before, Tang Xingye would only look at him from afar.

“Why are you here?”

Lin Mo subconsciously knew this was a hallucination, but his brain was bewitched, talking to the phantom like a fool with no cure.

In his gaze, Tang Xingye raised his hand, slender and beautiful fingertips grabbing his wrist. The moment skin touched, the sensation was so real it made Lin Mo’s heart palpitate.

“For you.”

Tang Xingye stuffed a jar of ointment into his hand.

The jar of ointment carried a warm body temperature, as if it had been warmed by someone for several hours.

He was bewitched again.