Beta Chapter 49: Divorce

Chapter 49: Divorce

Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels Scanlations

Editor: Karai

When Luo Songran heard Duan Yizhou say this, his eyes dimmed instantly. His emotions were like a roller coaster, from the pride of angering Duan Yizhou just now to the current sadness. He didn’t understand why he felt this way again. But recently, that’s how it has been. Unpredictable, sometimes very happy, sometimes very sad.

Like just now when he threatened to terminate the pregnancy to scare Duan Yizhou. He knew Duan Yizhou would worry, so he did it on purpose. Seeing Duan Yizhou’s worried expression made him happy. But now, hearing Duan Yizhou talk about his liver hurting, it meant he had upset him and made him physically uncomfortable.

He must think he’s unreasonable, a bit annoying. Does that mean he doesn’t like him anymore? Does he regret marrying him? As he thought about it, tears began to fall.

“Sob…” He hugged Duan Yizhou’s waist and buried his face in his back, sobbing heavily. He was so upset now. Duan Yizhou must dislike him for bothering him so much. “Since that’s the case, let’s get a divorce. Go tell my dad, tell him how terrible I’ve been to you.”

As he said these words, he didn’t feel relieved at all. He had always wanted to break up with Duan Yizhou, especially recently when he deliberately made Duan Yizhou dislike him, hoping that Duan Yizhou would stop liking him and let him go. But why did he feel even worse after saying it?

“Are you sure?” Duan Yizhou’s steady voice echoed in the living room, neither warm nor cold, but it made Luo Songran’s heart sink.

Luo Songran was stunned. He looked up, tears still hanging on his eyelashes, his eyes full of surprise. Shouldn’t he say it’s not allowed? Why did he ask if he was sure?

“Are you sure?” Duan Yizhou turned around, looking at the tearful Luo Songran in front of him, knowing full well that this guy was throwing a tantrum. But sometimes, he wondered if he had been too indulgent, allowing this guy to repeatedly make a scene about things he cared about. “If you’re sure, then I can accept it. I respect your decision. As for your father, I won’t say anything. After all, I’m also at fault. I respect you.”

Now it was Luo Songran’s turn to be at a loss for words. Luo Songran hesitated, his lips moving, but he couldn’t speak for a while. Duan Yizhou’s words were impeccable, and he even said he respected him. It was truly generous, but why did he feel so uncomfortable?

Isn’t this what he wanted? He stared at Duan Yizhou, his eyes reddening again. “Then… what if I want to terminate the pregnancy?”

Actually, he didn’t want to ask this.

“You’re the Papa nurturing our little one, only you can decide whether he stays or leaves. I respect your decision,” Duan Yizhou said as he noticed Luo Songran starting to cry, his brows furrowing ever so slightly, masking the reluctance in his eyes.

He willingly pampered this person, but he didn’t want his affection to be taken for granted, trampled upon at will. Happy one moment, sulking the next, demanding hugs when pleased, finding fault when not.

If it was mutual love, he would be more than happy. But now, it seemed Luo Songran wasn’t clear about his feelings. Perhaps his excessive indulgence had made this guy accustomed to his affection. Maybe he should be a bit ruthless. Otherwise, once the balance was completely lost, it would be difficult to restore.

As Luo Songran heard Duan Yizhou’s response, his mood plummeted instantly. This wasn’t the answer he wanted. It was different from Duan Yizhou’s previous coddling responses. He expected to hear, “Stop making a fuss, I was wrong, come here for a hug,” or maybe “Stop messing around, or I’ll spank you.”

But Duan Yizhou’s response was clearly serious, really considering the idea of divorce he had mentioned. He even agreed to terminate the pregnancy and didn’t care about his well-being.

Duan Yizhou pulled his hand away from his waist and said indifferently, “I’ll get the marriage certificate for you.”

With that, he turned and walked upstairs.

Luo Songran stood frozen in place, finding it hard to accept Duan Yizhou’s sudden coldness. Just now, he was coaxing him to eat, but now, he was ready to divorce him without any coaxing.

His lips moved, his Adam’s apple rolled, feeling like a squeezed lemon, sour to the bitter core, making his heart ache. He wanted to say something, but ended up saying nothing, quickly following Duan Yizhou, afraid of being left behind.

Luckily, Duan Yizhou’s pace slowed down.

In the study, Duan Yizhou’s study was spacious, filled with books because he loved reading. The variety of books in the half-surrounded bookshelves was dazzling. Luo Songran watched as Duan Yizhou stopped in front of the leftmost shelf, opened it, revealing a black leather safe inside.

[“Facial recognition successful.”] Only a mechanical female voice announced the successful unlocking.

Luo Songran’s heart skipped a beat, then tightened. Sure enough, he saw Duan Yizhou taking out many documents from the safe, along with the marriage certificate he had thrown away last time without a care. He placed them all on the desk.

Though the sound was soft, Luo Songran felt breathless.

Duan Yizhou set the marriage certificate aside, revealing documents underneath. The top one wasn’t a document but a prenatal examination report. He neatly arranged them and pushed them in front of Luo Songran.

“Here’s our marriage certificate, our check-up reports, and all your first-month prenatal examination reports. If you want, I can draft the divorce agreement right now, no problem.”

Meeting Duan Yizhou’s calm and unwavering gaze, Luo Songran felt like he was looking at a stranger for the first time. From now on, if there wasn’t this child in his belly, they would have no relationship at all. It was understandable. He had been so awful; Duan Yizhou shouldn’t like him. Liking him must be exhausting.

He knew this man was serious. His eyes were completely red now. He walked up, took his marriage certificate, suppressed the trembling of his lips, and pretended to be calm, “Okay, I’ll come to sign later.”

With that, he turned and headed upstairs. But as he turned, tears couldn’t help but fall uncontrollably. This wasn’t how he intended to say it. Why did he respond so seriously? Everything he said was just in anger….He didn’t want to make such a fuss.

Just as he stepped out of the study, he heard the sound of the printer starting up. In that moment, he felt like the sky was falling, an unbearable feeling of collapse. He tightly gripped the marriage photo in his hand.

No, he couldn’t. He didn’t want to sign. He wanted to leave home, then he wouldn’t have to sign.

Duan Yizhou watched as this person left, noticing him wiping his face, probably wiping tears. He exhaled deeply, suppressing the frustration and softness in his heart. He took down the printed divorce agreement. He didn’t close the safe. The marriage certificate and the prenatal examination reports, which he treasured dearly, were all placed on the desk. Then he left the study.

Five minutes later, a certain sneaky figure slipped into the study.

Luo Songran peeked in and found Duan Yizhou wasn’t there. Then he hurried back to the desk, seeing the truly printed divorce agreement, he cried again, tears falling as he crumpled the agreement into a ball, then, as if still unsatisfied, he spread it out and tore it to shreds.

He threw all the paper into the trash can, then saw the marriage certificate and those reports still on the desktop, the safe door was also not closed. He stacked his own marriage certificate with Duan Yizhou’s, and took the reports, throwing them all back into the safe.

With a ‘click’, the safe door closed. Luo Songran stood in front of the safe for a while, not knowing what he was thinking, then hurried back to his room.

Meanwhile, in the cloakroom—

“Coat, pants, underwear, shoes… That’s right, and that pillow, take them all.” Luo Songran sat cross-legged in the cloakroom, packing his things in front of his suitcase, planning to run away from home. “I won’t sign, see how you divorce me!” He cursed Duan Yizhou, this old man, as he packed.

“I’m leaving, I have countless alphas and omegas around me. Why should I be tied to this tree? It’s completely unnecessary. I want to go home, I want to live in the dormitory, continue to play with my roommates, ride my motorcycle, drive my supercar, and revel in the nightlife! Don’t let yourself be lulled by this kind of life. These calm and peaceful days are wrong. Don’t restrict yourself because of children. Who says you can’t dance when pregnant? Who says you can’t ride a motorcycle when pregnant? It’s so cool, super cool, isn’t it? I’m running away from home, you won’t be able to find me, and you’ll be worried sick!”

At the door, Duan Yizhou leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, listening to the little ancestor inside the room muttering as he packed, getting more and more excited as he spoke. When he heard the last sentence, he couldn’t help but smile slightly. Because he really wanted to see what Luo Songran looked like at this moment, he peeked in.

He happened to see the young man sitting on the carpet with his back to him, the suitcase in front of him like a small mountain, the clothes he packed almost rolled up and thrown in randomly, looking like they couldn’t be covered properly. It couldn’t be ruled out that he was doing this to vent his anger.

“…Wuwuwu, Duan Yizhou, you said divorce, just divorce, you’ve changed.” Completely unaware that Luo Songran was talking to himself, Duan Yizhou, he was cursing well when suddenly he started crying, wiping his tears with whatever he picked up, his chin trembling as he cried.

Seeing the little ancestor wiping his tears with a pair of underwear, his forehead furrowed, then he took a closer look. The size of the underwear was quite large, it was his.

Halfway through wiping his tears, Luo Songran suddenly felt that what he was holding wasn’t right. He lowered his head to look, his expression stiffened. Damn, he was holding Duan Yizhou’s underwear, and he angrily threw it onto the carpet.

“Why the hell are our underwear mixed together?!” He said, quickly rummaging through the suitcase. He didn’t really see clearly when he was packing just now, especially with the T-shirts. When he was dating Duan Yizhou before, he bought too many couple shirts, all in the same color and style.

Sure enough, he casually unfolded a T-shirt and found it to be very large, it was Duan Yizhou’s. But this was the only one that belonged to Duan Yizhou.

Luo Songran stared at the white T-shirt in his hand, there was a handcrafted animal embroidery on the chest of the shirt, on Duan Yizhou’s shirt, it was a rabbit. When Duan Yizhou asked why he chose a rabbit, he said it was because rabbits were the gentlest animals in the world.

His was a cat, because he knew he had a bad temper.

—”I like that you have a bad temper, you don’t hide your emotions, I really like it.”

This was what Duan Yizhou said to him at that time.

As he looked at it, he buried his face in the shirt and bent over, crying out loud, the scent of wood and warmth, typical of Duan Yizhou, made him cry even more. “…You said you liked me like this, and now you don’t. You lied to me.”

He must be very annoyed with him, otherwise why would he be so impatient tonight?

After crying for a few seconds, he suddenly sat up straight, tears still hanging from his eyelashes. His eyes suddenly became extremely determined. “It’s only been three months since we met, and you forget so easily, what are you crying for? There’s nothing serious, come on, let’s go now!”

He completely forgot his operation of throwing the marriage certificate back into the safe. He was simply a typical example of saying one thing and doing another. After saying this to himself, he started to close the suitcase lid, but after a while of struggling, he couldn’t zip it up. In the end, he just sat on the suitcase, exerting a lot of effort to finally zip it up.

After packing the suitcase, he collapsed exhausted on the carpet, staring at the patterned chandelier on the ceiling, his eyes gradually getting heavier, yawning, and closing his eyes. He fell asleep.

It wasn’t until about two minutes later that the man standing at the door finally walked into the cloakroom.

Duan Yizhou walked to the carpet, squatting beside the sleeping Luo Songran, seeing him sprawled out in a big font, tears still hanging on his cheek, his expression calm as he wiped them away with his fingertips, then he bent over and lifted him effortlessly with one arm under Luo Songran’s knees.

The person in his arms didn’t react at all when he was lifted, he was already completely asleep.

Duan Yizhou carried him back to the adjacent bedroom, gently put him back on the bed, and just as he was about to put him down, he noticed that there was a missing pillow on the bed. He paused for a moment, where did the other pillow go?

Originally, the master bedroom was his, but ever since Luo Songran came to the house, he had always been the one sleeping in the master bedroom, so both pillows on the bed naturally belonged to this guy. Sometimes he would come over at night because he was worried and would find out that this guy always slept while hugging the other pillow.

He knew that this sleeping posture was a manifestation of insecurity. So where did the other pillow go?

He first covered him with the blanket and then walked back to the cloakroom.

Whether the suitcase was too full or not, when Duan Yizhou stepped in, he found that the lid of the suitcase had opened by itself, and the things inside were scattered all over the place, with the most obvious one being the missing pillow.

Duan Yizhou walked to the suitcase, bent down, and picked up the pillow inside. Why did this guy take this pillow with him when he was leaving? He took the pillow back. Back in the bedroom, he found that Luo Songran had started to sleep curled up in the blanket, completely enveloped in it. He frowned, sleeping like this would easily press on his stomach.

Sitting down on the bed, he straightened out the blanket, adjusted his sleeping position, and then stuffed the pillow he had just taken back into Luo Songran’s arms. At this moment, Duan Yizhou noticed that as soon as he put the pillow in his arms, the guy immediately calmed down and buried his face in the pillow.

After a while, he heard a murmur, “…It’s this scent.”

Duan Yizhou, “What scent?”

He leaned down to sniff the pillow in Luo Songran’s arms.

After a moment, his eyes under the glasses swirled like ink. There was a scent of woody agarwood on the pillow, it was his pheromones scent. This pillow should have been the one that  he had been using before Luo Songran came to the house, so it had absorbed his scent.

Thinking of Luo Songran throwing the marriage certificate back into the safe, he sighed almost imperceptibly, then lay down next to the sleeping little ancestor, turned sideways, and his gaze traced the face of this extremely obedient face when asleep.

In the air, the woody scent lightly touched the scent of citrus roses, unable to blend together, but having a loving and harmonious coexistence.

“Baby, don’t you admit that you’ve fallen in love with me yet?” Obviously, he already loved him so much. Was it so hard to admit that he liked him? If that’s the case, then he would let go first.

 

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