The Coveted Gloomy Beta Roommate Chapter 35

Chapter 35: The Competition: So Getting Hit by a Car Gets You Wifey’s Care?

“I’m fine.” Lin Mo shook his head gently and swallowed the spoonful of congee on his own initiative.

Tang Xingye showed no expression as he continued to feed him. Watching Lin Mo seem to enjoy the plain congee, he thought that people really were all the same; when rich people were hungry, anything tasted good.

Every time he saw a child being picky about food and throwing a tantrum, Tang Xingye couldn’t help but think that starving them for two meals would make them behave.

Lu Zhi hadn’t expected Tang Xingye to be here. It was one thing to visit, but actively feeding him congee? Especially when his notebook said he hated Lin Mo so much.

Lu Zhi’s gaze swept over Lin Mo as if trying his best to ignore an eyesore. “Why are you here?”

“We’re roommates; isn’t it normal to visit?” Tang Xingye didn’t look up. After feeding the last mouthful, his tone remained flat.

Lin Mo, just give your spot to me. I’ll take the exam and do better than you.

He thought.

Tang Xingye actually had a bit of a selfish motive: with Lin Mo like this, he couldn’t secretly work hard behind his back.

Tang Xingye pulled out a tissue, careful to avoid touching the person himself, and helped wipe a water stain from the corner of his lips.

After doing this, Tang Xingye suddenly had an absurd sense of déjà vu—like in those medical dramas where the long-suffering wife takes care of her incompetent husband paralyzed in bed, while inwardly only plotting for the inheritance.

He realized that when he wanted to do something bad, he was exceptionally patient with people.

Lu Zhi stared at Tang Xingye’s fingertips twirling the tissue and suddenly let out a very soft laugh.

—So getting hit by a car gets you this kind of treatment?

—Then he should rush downstairs right now, stop a random car, throw a million bucks at the driver, and tell him to floor it and hit him.

—Preferably hit him a bit harder, smash him until his whole body is in a cast, so Tang Xingye would have to come to the hospital every day, lean over, and use those beautiful hands to wipe the corner of his mouth and feed him congee.

Lu Zhi walked forward, slammed the fruit gift box heavily onto the bedside table, his tone rather cold. “Isn’t your left hand unbroken? You can’t even eat?”

“My left hand isn’t my dominant hand.” Lin Mo slowly raised his eyes, a glint of cold light flashing in their depths. He clumsily reached for the water glass with his left hand. The glass made a crisp clinking sound against the bedside table. Tang Xingye reached out to steady the glass.

“You can indeed do it. Eat by yourself.”

Lu Zhi’s expression cracked, his voice low and deep. “Such a coincidental car accident, and it just happened to injure your right hand?”

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Lin Mo looked up at him, his gaze unyielding. “Yes, what a coincidence. Why did it have to be the right hand?”

Lu Zhi frowned, faintly sensing something was wrong. Tang Xingye’s diary had recently expressed a wish for Lin Mo to be unlucky, and then Lin Mo was hit by a car.

He knew about Lin Mo’s family situation. With Lin Mo missing the competition this time, his family wouldn’t let him off lightly. Originally, he had felt Lin Mo was a bit pitiful, but looking at it now, it seemed like a blessing in disguise.

Lin Mo was leaning back on the hospital bed, looking like he had no desire to fight for anything, calm as a chrysanthemum.

With a barely discernible arc at the corner of his lips, Lu Zhi thought that despite Lin Mo’s cold exterior, he was probably blooming with joy inside, wasn’t he?

He was getting fed congee by Tang Xingye.

He didn’t dare imagine how happy that must be! He wished he could take a megaphone and broadcast it everywhere, letting everyone know how good Tang Xingye was to him.

“It’s just a car accident; do you need someone to wait on you just to eat?”

“Does it have anything to do with you?”

Lu Zhi stared at Lin Mo’s expression and suddenly smiled. He carelessly tugged at his collar, revealing a red mark. It was accidentally left by Tang Xingye hitting him yesterday. It had faded a lot by now and was very easy to misunderstand.

Regardless of what Lin Mo meant, he just wanted everyone to know he had been marked by Tang Xingye.

Lin Mo’s eyes darkened for a second.

Seeing the fire wasn’t burning him, Tang Xingye yawned silently. Were Alphas always this prone to quarreling?

He thought about what to eat for lunch. He was tired of nutrient solutions. His mood was decent today, so he decided to eat something good—maybe start with a Mixue Ice Cream & Tea. He wondered if the nearest shop accepted the Yellow Kangaroo special discount coupons.

Lu Zhi turned to look at Tang Xingye. “Going back to school? I remember you have a class this afternoon.”

Tang Xingye seemed to suddenly remember. “Ah.”

The afternoon class was a “water course” (an easy, unimportant class) with no roll call or sign-in. Skipping class was something you either did zero times or countless times. Tang Xingye was already an old hand at this; compared to a filler class, other things took higher priority.

Tang Xingye was just looking for an excuse to leave, and Lu Zhi had handed him the perfect pillow. He took the opportunity to stand up and gave Lin Mo a perfectly measured smile. “Rest well.”

A trace of regret flashed in Lin Mo’s eyes, but he quickly restrained it. He knew today’s special treatment ended here; asking for more would be crossing the line.

For Tang Xingye, studying would always be the most important thing. Feelings… were just optional seasonings.

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“I’ll come see you again next time.” Tang Xingye organized his things and smiled.

Hearing this, Lin Mo’s eyes widened slightly. His fingertips twitched, but he restrained himself and stopped, simply nodding gently.

Lu Zhi watched coldly from the sidelines, threw out a “Recover well,” and chased after Tang Xingye.

Hearing footsteps, Tang Xingye asked without looking back, “Why did you chase after me?”

“I saw the person, family task completed,” Lu Zhi said. “Why were you suddenly so good to Lin Mo? Didn’t you hate him? Do you want his pheromones? Aren’t mine enough?”

How could you treat me like this?

Lu Zhi looked like a puppy that had lost its shine, lowering his eyes.

Tang Xingye stopped walking and looked at him, his voice carrying a hint of impatience. “What are you making noise for?”

“I’m sorry,” Lu Zhi blurted out subconsciously.

Tang Xingye reached out and rubbed his hair, his tone softening. “The mentor asked me to visit him. We can’t let the mentor think our relationship is terrible, can we?”

“So, was that just an act?” Lu Zhi’s eyes lit up. Tang Xingye never cared what others thought. But he had specifically said it now, as if… as if he was afraid he would misunderstand?

This realization made Lu Zhi’s heart race.

Tang Xingye looked up at Lu Zhi, suddenly reached out, and touched his face. “Don’t think too much. I like cocoa-scented pheromones.”

—To Tang Xingye right now, Lu Zhi was the most suitable medicine.

Cocoa pheromones: not addictive, non-sensitizing, and carrying the dependency of the disorder.

Tang Xingye needed this absolutely controllable comfort. After the accident during his heat period that night, he had rationally screened everyone and finally stopped in front of Lu Zhi.

An Alpha in a high position saying “I like you” felt unreal; a transaction felt more tangible.

There were too many accidents. Tang Xingye felt he had to prepare two plans: one was a friend willing to provide pheromones, and the other was his project research.

Tang Xingye didn’t deny that he had morally despicable parts. He thought if this world was a garbage dump, someone as mentally dark as him should be thrown into hazardous waste.

Lu Zhi blinked, probing with a mix of truth and falsehood, “When my disorder flared up, why didn’t you come feed me?”

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Tang Xingye’s eyes held a hint of a smile. “You were in rut, not suffering from a broken hand. Besides, didn’t I let you bite me?”

Lu Zhi seemed to recover his spirit. His eyes were bright, and he said with considerable excitement, “Let’s go eat.”

Lu Zhi had figured it out. Even if Lin Mo could gain a moment of Tang Xingye’s stay, so what? Tang Xingye had such a strong thirst for knowledge; there would be many people Tang Xingye would be interested in the future.

Tang Xingye was just too young and temporarily dazzled by these people.

When Tang Xingye got bored of playing, he would know that the only one who could walk with him to the end was him, Lu Zhi!

Forum Melon Group

[Is the School Beauty also participating in this competition?]

[I didn’t see TXY in the registration quota. I originally thought it was a pity TXY didn’t submit a registration form.]

[Say what you will, but Wifey looks so beautiful when reading seriously. Seeing this gives me the motivation to get up early every day to grab a seat in the library. Attached image.jpg]

In the picture, the Beta looked serious, his eyes quiet and cold. His slender fingers turned the pages of the book, everything around him irrelevant to him.

Tang Xingye had been preparing for the competition recently, staying in the library all day. When he got sleepy at noon, he would sleep on the table, like a cat tucking its paws in for a nap.

He wanted first place too much. The mentor hadn’t let him go at the time, choosing Lin Mo instead. He had made up many excuses for himself, such as the laboratory project being more important, or that he didn’t really want to participate that much. Unexpectedly, things took a turn, and in the end, it was him going.

Pei Lian followed along as usual. Tang Xingye was burying his head at the desk. Previously, when Tang Xingye studied until his head was spinning, he would chat with him as a break. Now, with no spare mental energy to allocate to Pei Lian, Tang Xingye directly threw the notes filled with dense annotations at him, letting him chew on them slowly.

Lin Mo wouldn’t be able to return to the lab for a while, and Professor Ye couldn’t trick any newcomers into joining. Just as Tang Xingye was getting a headache over this, Pei Lian volunteered.

Seeing him willing, Pei Lian breathed a sigh of relief, a smile rippling out. The person closest to Tang Xingye right now was him.

Tang Xingye smiled. “The intensity is high; I’m afraid you can’t handle it. I can’t find anyone else on short notice.”

Hearing this, Pei Lian was happy but also a bit uneasy.

Pei Lian’s academic foundation wasn’t bad; it was enough to fill Lin Mo’s position.

At first, Pei Lian couldn’t quite absorb the information. He opened his mouth to say something, but seeing Tang Xingye completely immersed in his own world, he stopped. Indeed, when there were difficult points, Tang Xingye would briefly stop writing to point out the key keys in concise language, then immediately return to his sea of questions.

Tang Xingye noticed Pei Lian’s movements suddenly stop. He was looking at him with a pair of red eyes lacking sleep.

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“Is there a problem?”

Actually, Tang Xingye quite liked teaching. Being able to teach others gave him a sense of accomplishment. He thought maybe being a teacher would be one of his career choices in the future.

Compared to the students in the livestream selling courses who couldn’t understand even after being taught three times, although Pei Lian often zoned out, his brain was very smart. He understood instantly and obediently studied the materials—he was simply a genius.

Perhaps tired from studying, Pei Lian lost his usual smile, keeping a straight face and glancing at him occasionally.

“No, I understood the materials,” Pei Lian answered him softly, but his voice was a bit dry and hoarse, as if he hadn’t drunk water for a long time.

Teacher Tang naturally sympathized with the good student who stayed up late gnawing on materials. He got up and went to the water dispenser, taking a paper cup to get water.

“Drink some water.”

Pei Lian looked indifferent. He took the cup, lifted it, and drank it all in one breath.

Tang Xingye said sincerely, “If you’re sleepy, just lie on the table and sleep for a while.”

“Not sleepy,” Pei Lian answered briefly, his voice calm and ripple-less.

Tang Xingye looked at him strangely. “Is your throat uncomfortable? Or are you too tired and don’t want to speak?”

Pei Lian paused, then revealed his usual standard smile. “No.”

Tang Xingye: “What were you thinking about just now?”

“Thinking about you,” Pei Lian answered honestly, his voice soft.

“Thinking… studying with you is very blissful.”

Pei is cosplaying Lin Mo because he was rejected last time and got triggered/mentally broke after being driven away.