Chapter 87 A Promise Is Made
On New Year's Day.
When Wen Song woke up, he found that there was no one beside him.
He didn't get up immediately. The first thing he did was stretch out his left hand and carefully examine the plain ring on his ring finger. It was simple and unpretentious, yet exceptionally beautiful. The size was just right, and it felt slightly cool to the touch. Gently rubbing it against his fingertip gave him a unique feeling.
I really like it.
I really like it.
For the first time, Wen Song felt that the ring was of extraordinary significance.
I used to think that love and marriage were things that were out of reach, but now that I've met Guan Ju, my views are being shattered one by one. Maybe not all Alphas are like Wen Chengfeng and Zhao Mingzhuo.
At least, Guan Ju gives him a very different feeling so far.
Wensong trusted his intuition.
He admired Su Jie for a long time until Wen Song felt he had been lying in bed for too long and slowly got up.
I feel pretty good today. Compared to yesterday, the fatigue and body aches have eased a lot. At least my walking posture is normal, and I no longer walk in circles or limp like I've been beaten up.
...I guess you could say I got beaten up.
It's just that the way you get beaten up is a little different.
Wen Song got dressed and left the room. As soon as she entered the living room, she heard Guan Ju on the phone. The other person's cool voice was surprisingly gentle: "...I need to ask his opinion. He's not up yet. I'll ask him when he wakes up, after all—"
Before he could finish speaking, Guan Ju noticed someone watching him from the doorway. He subconsciously looked up and met Wen Song's gaze, who had just gotten up and left the house.
The other person was wearing striped pajamas, with a drowsy look on their face. A small tuft of hair on their head was sticking up, clearly from being pressed down last night, which made them look calm and docile.
Guan Sui: "Dad, I'm hanging up now, I can't talk to you anymore."
Wen Song slowly walked to the sofa only after Alpha hung up the phone.
"Would you like something to eat?" Guan Sui asked after putting away her phone.
Wen Song: "I'll just have some toast in a bit."
Considering that Guan Sui had been staying in the apartment for the past few days and hadn't gone home, and judging from the tone and address just now, it must have been the other party's parents calling to inquire about the situation. In addition, since today is New Year's Day, they must hope that Guan Sui will come back to have dinner together, symbolizing a family reunion.
He asked, "Was that your father calling just now?"
Guan Sui nodded: "Yes, let me take you back for a meal."
Wen Song was stunned: "......."
"But I have to go to the hospital to be with my grandma today, maybe next time."
It's not just about needing to be with her grandmother; she also doesn't know how to face other elders.
Especially the people in Guan Sui's family.
When I was with Zhao Mingzhuo before, I never had to meet his parents. Even though I knew the two situations were different, I would always subconsciously compare them. To say I compared them was more like I had never experienced it before, and I would try to find relevant experience from my previous "relationship".
The result was nothing.
“I know,” Guan Ju said, “I’ve already turned him down for you.”
Wen Song felt a sense of relief, but also a little regretful.
Guan Sui's family invited him to spend New Year's Day, which suggests that they like him, value him, and approve of their relationship.
"Does your father know I'm a Beta?" Wen Song suddenly asked, remembering this.
Guan Ju knew what her boyfriend was worried about, so she said, "I know."
Finally, he added, "My dad is a Beta too. They're both very happy with you."
Wen Song looked slightly surprised: "..."
Guan Ju explained, "My father is an Alpha."
Wen Song immediately understood that it was an Alpha and a Beta getting married and having children. No wonder Guan Ju said that his family would be satisfied with and like him; it turned out that there was already a precedent.
"But I heard from Wen Xu that you two went on blind dates."
Guan Ju chuckled softly, "Are you jealous?"
Wen Song: "...No."
Guan Ju explained again: "My father is a rather old-fashioned and extremely controlling Alpha. In particular, my pheromone level is relatively high, so he places a lot of hopes on me. I know that 30% of his strictness towards me is an act, and he and my dad are a good cop and a bad cop."
Wen Song understands that many parents are like this.
Many elders are concerned about saving face and have a strong desire for control, but they still cherish the love for their children.
It's just that everyone's personality leads to different ways of expressing it.
"So your father wants you to marry an Omega, right?" Wen Song asked directly.
Guan Ju did not hide anything: "Yes."
"but--"
“I’ve been disobedient since I was a child.”
He preferred racing cars and motorcycles—more exciting activities—to the uninteresting lessons in etiquette for the wealthy and subjects like baseball and calligraphy.
The surge of adrenaline was exhilarating.
“Then you’re a disobedient child,” Wen Song said seriously.
Guan Ju chuckled and reached out to pinch Wen Song's cheek.
"Just be good."
"We only need one obedient child in our family."
Wen Song's heart was unexpectedly stirred by those words.
It was a very simple sentence, without any sweet words, yet it felt so natural that it made him start to look forward to what the future of this "our family" would hold.
Does "family" refer to him and Guan Ju?
“Okay.” Wen Song nodded.
Guan Ju knew that this "okay" was not just a perfunctory response.
He asked, "When are you going to the hospital?"
Wen Song said, "I'll go in a bit. I want to spend the whole day with Grandma, and then go home after we have some tangyuan (sweet rice balls) together tonight. What about you? When are you going home?"
Guan Ju pondered for a moment and said, "I need to go to the old house later. It's New Year's Day today, so I might be a bit busy. I'll pick you up from the hospital tonight."
"We'll go home together then."
Wen Song nodded: "Okay."
With their schedules arranged, they decided to have breakfast first.
"Are you planning to cook some glutinous rice balls at home and bring them to Grandma?" Guan Ju asked after making two sandwiches. "Do you need my help?"
Wen Song took out the glutinous rice balls she had bought in advance from the refrigerator.
"Need not."
"I plan to wait until evening at the hospital and then cook it as a midnight snack."
The hospital ward has a kitchen. It is a single room upgraded by Guan Ju. It is like a small living room, with a balcony, a bathroom and a kitchen. A single bed is placed in the living room for the caregiver.
It would be more convenient, relatively speaking.
"Okay." Guan Ju was unaware of the customs.
Wen Song put the glutinous rice balls into the canvas bag and said, "I wonder if Grandma will want to make dumplings. She always makes them at this time of year, and this year should be no exception."
After a pause, he added, "If you come at the right time, you might be able to have a bowl too."
Guan Ju said, "I will come."
Wen Song looked up at the Alpha standing beside him.
"Then Grandma and I will wait for you to come and eat dumplings together."
Guan Ju extended his little finger, "It's a deal."
Wen Song, in a childish way during their courtship, hooked their fingers together and pressed their thumbs together as a seal.
"It's a deal."
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