The Coveted Gloomy Beta Roommate Chapter 15

Chapter 15: Shameless: Don’t Test Me.

Lu Zhi’s breathing noticeably stalled for a moment. The veins on his gland throbbed wildly. He let out a muffled groan, gritted his teeth, grabbed the inhibitor from the table, and quickly injected himself.

As his scalding body temperature dropped, Lu Zhi took a deep breath. The pad of his finger gently rubbed the background photo on his phone screen.

That red mole, like a grain of cinnabar, adorned the cold white knuckle—beautiful to the point of being dazzling.

Through the online chatting during this period, Lu Zhi had gradually figured out Tang Xingye’s way of speaking.

The unhappier Tang Xingye was, the more “Candy Heart” would actively tease.

Lu Zhi pondered where he had upset him again just now.

He could imagine Tang Xingye looking up and glaring at him, anger burning in his eyes, his face cold. The aloof features would appear exceptionally vivid because of that touch of anger.

He felt Tang Xingye was truly a haughty cat master—refusing to eat properly and not letting anyone comment on it.

Clearly angry to death, yet insisting on hooking people’s pinky fingers with the tip of his tail.

In reality, he refused to give even an extra glance, yet he was willing to chat with him on a side account until midnight.

Lu Zhi sent a voice message directly.

Tang Xingye put the phone to his ear.

“Mn, I saw it,” a magnetic, cold voice came through, mixed with a thread of huskiness. “Baby, you are very big.”

Tang Xingye, who was coaxed but not happy at all: “…”

To think he even felt a little guilt before. Lu Zhi is just an arrogant, obscene, lecherous dog Alpha.

L: [Don’t be angry.]

Candy Heart: [I’m not.]

The higher an Alpha’s spiritual power, the faster they die. Tang Xingye thought that by the time his career was successful, Lu Zhi would have long stepped into his coffin.

L: [I seem to not know Baby well enough yet. Are you willing to give me a chance to get to know you deeply?]

Candy Heart: [You want to see my photos?]

The other side was silent for a few minutes. [I want to meet you.]

Tang Xingye’s eyelid twitched. Moving from online dating to meeting in person was basically the wrap-up stage. It was impossible for him to go to Lu Zhi as Candy Heart; he had to stabilize him first.

Candy Heart: [Okay.]

Candy Heart: [But I haven’t had time recently. I’m busy working part-time, no time to go find Gege.]

L: [No rush. When you have time, I’ll come find you.]

Candy Heart: [I’m so looking forward to that day!]

Tang Xingye ruthlessly recorded this debt in his grudge notebook again. Just then, his phone notification sounded. It was a familiar regular on his blocklist.

“Baby, my rut is coming, it’s so uncomfortable. Luckily I have the gift you left me. It smells so good, it’s all your scent.”

“Every day I’m thinking about… Baby.”

“Wifey, your underwear is so cute.”

Obscene fantasies were displayed before Tang Xingye without concealment.

Tang Xingye stared fixedly at the text messages, his pink-tinged fingertips clutching the phone tightly, eyelashes trembling incessantly.

He broke down.

Being stalked, harassed, and fantasized about by a pervert wasn’t enough to make Tang Xingye break down. What made him break down was that this person actually stole his underwear!

Tang Xingye gritted his teeth and counted the remaining underwear. Three pairs. Only three pairs left. Last week a pure cotton one went missing, the day before yesterday a sports one went missing, and now half were gone directly.

He tremblingly opened Pinduoduo (shopping app). The link for the same style of underwear he bookmarked last time showed “Price increased by 3.99 yuan.” His already tight living expenses were about to be slashed again. Tang Xingye only felt his temples throbbing.

Tang Xingye couldn’t help but want to curse.

He dialed that familiar number, but after hearing the “The number you dialed is powered off” prompt, he exploded completely.

This damn pervert has the guts to steal things but no guts to get scolded, huh!

He slammed the voicemail button. With suppressed anger in his voice, he cursed the other party for being shameless, a pervert, a bastard, using the filthiest vocabulary he could think of to insult them.

While angry, Tang Xingye pondered how to get his underwear back. The sound of the door lock turning interrupted his thoughts. He looked up to see Zhou Lin pushing the door open and entering.

Zhou Lin still wore his customary smile. Tang Xingye could see under his lowered lashes a certain suppressed, nearly violent emotion—calm on the surface, but scalding malice churning inside.

Tang Xingye should have felt gratified. Zhou Lin’s appearance clearly meant he had encountered something unpleasant. But before the corners of his mouth could rise, his breath suddenly hitched. The cold scent of gunpowder smoke abruptly invaded his nasal cavity.

In a trance, images of glass fragments flying flashed before Tang Xingye’s eyes. He blinked, and when he saw clearly again, Zhou Lin was standing in front of him, smiling pleasantly but the smile didn’t reach his eyes.

“Xingye, what’s wrong?”

His tone was more intimate and soft than ever before, like a blade wrapped in honey, deliberately scraping against Tang Xingye’s ear.

Tang Xingye watched his smile, his breath lingering with undisguised pheromones.

An Alpha’s pheromones had never been released so obviously.

Tang Xingye stared at Zhou Lin’s mask, a sense of disgust arising spontaneously.

This person usually pretends to be gentle and refined, but now he’s too lazy to even disguise it?

“Nothing.” Tang Xingye responded coldly, getting up to open the window a bit more. “You smell like smoke.”

Zhou Lin gave a soft “Ah,” as if just realizing it, but showed no intention of restraining it. He leaned forward slightly, his voice low and soft: “Is that so? Maybe I picked it up outside.”

Liar.

The moment Zhou Lin got close, Tang Xingye smelled a faint scent of rust. He looked towards the smell; there was a tiny wound on Zhou Lin’s fingertip, blood beads slowly oozing out.

“You—” Tang Xingye spoke subconsciously, then bit the tip of his tongue hard, swallowing the words back.

Why should he care? Zhou Lin getting hurt had nothing to do with him.

The air suddenly stagnated.

Zhou Lin’s expression changed subtly. For a moment, Tang Xingye thought Zhou Lin was going to tear off the mask of peace with him. But in the next second, the Alpha returned to his usual gentle appearance, and his pheromones were restrained significantly.

Zhou Lin said lightly: “Just a small injury.”

He took his car keys from the drawer. “Sorry, the smell choked you. I won’t stay in the dorm tonight.”

The dorm was empty. Tang Xingye thought of the stolen underwear again. He tried searching the phone number on various platforms to see if this pervert had registered any social accounts.

Tang Xingye accidentally pressed two wrong digits. The phone popped up a strange group chat. He wanted to delete it, but the name of the campus group chat confused him—”Quit Tang Xingye Self-Discipline Group.”

Tang Xingye was silent for two seconds. This isn’t about me, is it? Out of curiosity, he joined the group chat with his side account.

Robot: [Welcome to the group. This is the Quit Tang Xingye Self-Discipline Group. The group’s purpose is to refuse obsessing over Tang Xingye and return to normal life.]

Followed by three group rules:

Prohibit forwarding Tang Xingye’s resources, videos, fan fiction, etc. Violators will be kicked.
Prohibit backstabbing group members by secretly leaking group messages, especially sending them to the person himself.
Prohibit calling him Baby, Wifey, or Darling. Violators will be publicly executed and fined to write a 10,000-word self-reflection on “Why I Shouldn’t Obsess Over Tang Xingye.”]

Tang Xingye: “…”

Straight Man for Life: [Joining at 2 AM? Brother, your symptoms aren’t light.]

Alphas Are Not Good Things: [Another one who couldn’t sleep from obsessing and came to seek the organization’s help?]

Widower Literature Connoisseur: [Let me guess, did you just finish reading txy’s fan fiction? Eh, speaking of this, I can’t stand it, my tongue is itching again. I really want to kneel down and be a dog for txy.]

Refuse to Dream B: [Fuck, what good food did you eat again? actually not sharing with the brothers!]

Widower Literature Connoisseur: [Hehe, I drew it myself, felt so good! First-person perspective lying prone, holding the gland, licking and sucking at the same time, eating it all into my mouth.]

Refuse to Dream B: [Don’t say it, I’m getting horny too. The little green leaf must be very small, pink and tender, hehehe…]

I Am Not Tang Xingye’s Dog: [I want to hug a naked Tang Xingye. His waist is so thin, so suitable for gripping for a breast job.]

Quitting Sugar(Tang) Day 1 Forever: [I wasn’t that addicted at first. They told me obsessing over one person wouldn’t be a big deal and it’s easy to quit, so I tried it. Later I found out I couldn’t. Once I stopped, it was painful and uncomfortable. As a result, at such a young age, I got addicted to obsessing over txy. I can’t quit even if I want to. If I don’t obsess over him for a day now, my whole body itches.]

Never Be txy’s Mistress Again: [Newcomer, tell us how you were harmed by Tang Xingye?]

Tang Xingye: …

He saw a few familiar IDs. These people only changed their group nicknames; didn’t they change their underlying aliases?

Roommate Was Unlucky Today: [Mn, read his report, couldn’t sleep.]

Alphas Are Not Good Things: [That wet hair look? Sister, I understand you! I screenshotted 108 pictures, each one makes my phantom limb rise! Damn it, why won’t it grow out faster!]

Tang Xingye: …What look? Wasn’t that just him coming from PE class without time to dry his hair?

Roommate Was Unlucky Today: [Aren’t you guys violating group rules?]

-7: [Where did we violate them?! Don’t talk nonsense. We are resisting temptation in our own way. Obsessing over Xing Bao… no, retaliating against the culprit txy. Can’t you tell?]

After rebutting a few sentences and being chased and scolded for several lines, Tang Xingye, with a cold face, noted down the IDs hopping the most vigorously, planning to block them all later: [Oh, for example?]

Refuse to Dream B: [I’m in the same project group as him. I won’t give him pheromones, making him unable to do the project or graduate.]

Tang Xingye narrowed his eyes. He remembered a new Alpha in the project group volunteered yesterday to help him with experiment sampling. He drew 300ml of pheromones. The Alpha mumbled some pig talk about how since he drew it, he had to take responsibility for him.

I Am Not Tang Xingye’s Dog: [I found a master to calculate his horoscope. He will definitely be unlucky recently. Retribution will come soon.]

Tang Xingye clicked on this person’s homepage. The latest post was a photo of a divination result: [The Master said our horoscopes match very well, truly a match made in heaven. The Master is indeed a Master, so accurate. The previous scammer who said we had no destiny was just talking nonsense.]

Widower Literature Connoisseur: [I draw doujinshi (fan art) of him every day. Drawing with heart, drawing fiercely. He gets played in various ways, tentacles, cross-dressing, hypnosis, hehe…]

Tang Xingye clicked on this ID and regretted it immediately upon seeing the homepage content. This person’s homepage was full of all kinds of obscene fan art. The latest one was a pregnancy setting where he was drawn as an Omega.

Caption: [Baby, didn’t receive my message again. Don’t know whose cake you moved (who you offended). Wifey, I was set up by capital, you actually didn’t see my message.]

Very good. Tang Xingye’s face grew colder.

He poked these avatars on the screen forcefully: [Aren’t you afraid of retribution for doing this? If Tang Xingye finds out, won’t you get beaten up?]

As soon as this was said, the group chat became even livelier.

[Extends hand.jpg]

[Accept.]

[Ahhh Xing Xing slap me! Whip me with a clothes hanger! Wifey step on me!!] (Detected prohibited words, muted for 30 minutes)

[Brother, you speak so nicely! Rewarding you a red packet (Transfer 500)]

[Really want to become Wifey’s socks, stepped under his feet every day, or be Wifey’s toothbrush.] (Detected prohibited words, muted for 30 minutes)

Tang Xingye, watching messages still constantly refreshing “Accept”: …

Roommate Was Unlucky Today: [Get lost.]

Widower Literature Connoisseur: [The way you talk is so like Xing Xing. Bro, you aren’t a ‘Dream B’ who refuses same-bias fans, are you?]

I Am Not Tang Xingye’s Dog: [I think so. No wonder he speaks so aggressively. Because he has no pheromones to mark txy, he’s so angry he’s mentally collapsing, so he has to insult-chase and act like a Dream B. Woo so pitiful.]

Straight Man for Life: [Cough cough, let me clarify the rumor. We Dream Bs are like this; he’s actually the shyest one.]

Tang Xingye: “…”

A bunch of psychos.

In the end, Tang Xingye didn’t search for the pervert’s account. He had a brainwave and decided to divert the trouble. He sneered, pulled out a photo of the black underwear his roommate hung on the balcony, and clicked send: [Like black? Giving it to you as a souvenir.]

If this person dares to provoke these Alphas, wait to be found and beaten up.

The result was that the next day, he received a reply from the other party.

Scammer: [Wifey I was wrong! Yesterday I thought you were going to block me again, so I pulled the SIM card.]

Scammer: [My brain was confused from the rut, accidentally painted ‘snake’ (cum) on Wifey’s photo. Sorry, I made a mistake facing Wifey again.]

Scammer: [Transfer 50000.00 Yuan]

(Note: Wifey use this money to buy new ones. I’ll keep the old ones safe for you, hugging them to sleep every night.)

Scammer: [Don’t send smelly Alpha stuff. So dirty. I printed it as a photo and burned it.]

The other party sent another photo. It was Tang Xingye tilting his head back to drink water.

The rim of the glass pressed against his pale pink lower lip. Water droplets that couldn’t be swallowed in time slid down his neck, pooling in the hollow of his collarbone. Inside the open collar, the water-soaked fabric vaguely revealed the color of his skin.

Scammer: [Baby, are you always this unreserved? Exposing your neck casually while drinking water to seduce me.]

Scammer: [Don’t test me next time. I’m a virgin, I can’t withstand temptation.]