The Last Love

CHAPTER 39

The boxing match made Wen Ke extremely nervous.
In those days, Han Jiangque would drive out for a while at night, saying that he wanted to practice before the game, but he would not let him accompany him, and wanted him to go to the field to
watch.
Wen Ke had no understanding of the sport before, let alone been to any boxing match scene, although Han Jiangque had said that it was just a small event for amateur entertainment, but to some extent, the psychological pressure he felt for this was not less than the preparation of the
proposal. But for Han Jiangque, these days are



very happy, he found that the giraffe that is quietly anxious because of caring for him is really cute.


Wen Ke went to the supermarket every day to pick the freshest dishes, made three nutritious and healthy meals according to his taste, and printed out a large stack of notes on amateur boxing, and told him not to be strong on the field, winning or losing was not
important.
"I came on to win, and when I won, there was a
bonus."
Han Jiang que said with a straight face, "And...
Do you think I can't win? "I'm



not!" Wen Ke was really anxious to argue, and muttered, "I, I definitely believe that



you can win..." Han Jiangque looked at Omega, who was half a



head shorter than him, obviously the corners of his eyes were red, but he did not dare to continue to express his worries - he was suddenly very bad... Felt satisfied.
Han Jiang Que thought that a mature and considerate Alpha would probably not be like
him.
Ten years have passed, and in his heart, he still retains a very childish
side. Like Wen Ke cares about him, likes Wen Ke around him, like he is the center of this man's small universe;



likes Wen Ke holding him in the palm of his hand, even his self-esteem is carefully cared for.


So sometimes, even if you are already with a loved one, you can't help but feel
worried.
Omega needs a sense of security.

This was something he realized later when he chatted with experienced consultants at the LM
Club.
For a long time, he still couldn't help but recall the events of that
year. He thought that when Wen Ke was between Zhuo Yuan and him, he



finally chose Zhuo Yuan without hesitation, and the reason was of course obvious--he was far from Zhuo Yuan's maturity.

It was his fatal wound.
Even to this day, when he is already extremely happy, he still believes that if it were not for Zhuo Yuan's initiative to give up, he would have no chance of
winning.
Not at
all.

......
On Saturday, Wen Ke also made an appointment with Xu Jiale to meet Fu Xiaoyu, of course, he could also watch the boxing match
together.
Wen Ke wore a conspicuous rust red silk shirt that day, which was completely different from his usual simple and low-key style, but it made his complexion more fair and
clean.
Han Jiang Que couldn't help but look at him for half a day and asked, "How did you wear red today?"
"Because...



I saw yesterday that your boxing pants are red. Wen Ke was pressing the elevator when he spoke, and he showed a little shy look on his face, but he still said honestly: "I just want to... WWhen the time comes to be on the edge of the boxing ring, wearing red will definitely support you at a glance. "Like



a cheerleader playing CALL?" Han Jiang Que asked with a smile.
Fortunately, at this time, the elevator door opened, and Wen Ke immediately jumped out with an arrow
step.
In the past, the drive in the North City was about 20 or 30 minutes, but Wen Ke resolutely refused to let Han Jiangque drive before the game, and he even prepared a small fruit box containing washed green ti, blueberries and cherry tomatoes for Han Jiangque to eat on the
road.
Wen Ke turned a corner on the road to carry Xu Jiale also, Han Jiang Que was still lazily lying in the co-pilot's seat, seeing that Xu Jiale who sat in was actually wearing a red basketball shirt very rarely, but it was as if he and Wen Ke were wearing a couple shirt, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly unhappily: "Why do you wear
red?"


"Huh?" Xu Jiale, who had just sat in the car, was puzzled: "Didn't your daughter-in-law tell me to wear red?"


"Cough." Wen Ke coughed heavily.
Only then did Han Jiang Que react from the vinegar
intention.
Wen Ke forced Xu Jiale to wear red, of course, so that Xu Jiale could cheer him on too — so now, he also had at least two cheerleaders.

Such childish care, simply cute to not look like a 28-year-old
man.
Han Jiangque looked at the scenery outside the car window and was silent for a while, then handed the fruit box to the back with his backhand: "What Wen Ke prepared, you
taste." It's



really rare. HHe said that he did not like Xu Jiale, after all, since high school, Xu Jiale was the best friend after wenke.
But Xu Jiale had just called Wen Ke his "daughter-in-law", and he felt very comfortable at once, so he suddenly became
generous.
"Hahaha," Xu Jiale smiled and squinted, and said while eating, "What is
this?" Wen Xiaoke's love bento? Wen



Ke's face had been red and hot since Xu Jiale sat in just now, and at this moment, he simply pretended not to hear this conversation like an ostrich, and had to hold the steering wheel and drive quietly.
Is it because of the gender difference, some of his concerns seem a little funny in front of the Alphas.

But he really cares.

When he was in elementary school, he used to perform stage plays on
stage. Because of his quiet personality and lack of a love of conversation, he is responsible for performing a tree stump that does not move and has no lines, and even so, he still plays very seriously in thick costumes.
In the end, when all the young actors participated in the show ended one by one, the other children had parents and even other relatives present to applaud vigorously, but when it came to him, the host introduced his role - tree stump.

There was only laughter in the audience, and then there were a few sudden bursts of applause in it, but it was quickly dissipated.

Wen Ke will always remember the scene of her mother sitting in the crowd watching him, somewhat cramped and embarrassed to clap
alone. <
It was a moment that made the little one feel sad clearly.

As a child who grew up in a single-parent family, Wen Ke grew up with many such small things, which will feel very sad at the moment, but he will never be able to talk to outsiders.

But gradually, just as a small tree grows its annual rings, the hidden wounds will eventually be closed in a circle, and then the tough armor will be exposed.
So growing up is a great thing, because after being injured again



and again, he can understand that it will all pass - people will live, no matter what.


That's what being strong means.

Strong, this is actually a sad and helpless
word. That's why he was so nervous about this



competition, in fact, maybe even Han Jiangque didn't remember - in high school, every time Han Jiangque played basketball games and every sports meeting Han Jiangque participated in the project, he sat in the front row and jumped on the hula stick, like a fool desperately cheering.


Even when Han Jiangque was dragged to the front of the lecture hall by the teacher to read his lowest score essay, he tried to keep looking at Han Jiangque, just to let Han Jiangque know that even if it was a low-score composition, he listened carefully.

That's how much he cared about Han Jiangque.


...... <
Wen Ke also thought that he would meet at the LM Club, but after arriving in the North City, Han Jiangque asked him to park his car in the underground parking lot of the Gemini Building not far away, and he learned that Fu Xiaoyu's office was in the Gemini
Tower. So when I followed the reception staff to the elevator, I couldn't help but get a little nervous.
But Xu Jiale, although wearing an inappropriate basketball shirt, did not care too much about the luxury of the surrounding
environment.
On the forty-eighth floor, all the way to the innermost, the lady at the counter obviously knew Han Jiangque, and immediately stood up and took them to the high office in reddish-brown tones.
This was the first time Wen Ke had seen



Fu Xiaoyu in an environment outside of Pub - and the last time in Zeus, it was like two people with completely different temperaments.


Fu Xiaoyu is indeed a very beautiful Omega.
Even if it was a man, even Wen Ke had to describe it that way.
In the office light, his eyes were a light amber color, a cat-like slightly rounded shape, a slightly wider eye distance, such facial features should have made him look mysterious and sexy, but because of the carefully modified sharp eyebrows, it covered the sense of disorientation.
"Good afternoon



everyone..." Fu Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Hey, Wen Ke, it was too hurried to meet in Zeus that day, and it was a good time to have a good chat today."


He didn't wear a tie, but when he stood up and shook hands with them one by one, Wen Ke still recognized the TATEOSSIAN cufflinks on his

shirt. He had seen the same style in Zhuoyuan's accessories before.
Young men are taller than the average Omega, and from head to toe, even every strand of hair looks very
decent.
Cut to a fitting dark blue suit featuring an ironed beige
shirt. The hairstyle and sideburns are neatly groomed, but the body should be very restrained with low-key cologne, so as to cover some of the sweet floral pheromone smell on his body, so that he can smell... There is a vaguely frigid elite taste.
Wen Ke had indeed heard that there were very few parts of the outstanding Omega who would cover the smell of their bodies with very special cologne, because they did not want their pheromones to become a distraction in the workplace, which was a manifestation of professionalism.
But it was the first time he'd seen Omega



do this -- it felt novel, and there was a slight sense of inferiority.


He can not envy Fu Xiaoyu's beauty, nor do he envy Fu Xiaoyu's upright
figure... But he couldn't help but care about the texture that Fu Xiaoyu showed.
That kind of professional and advanced quality, that kind of confident smile that belongs only to the business
elite.
Such a texture cannot be cultivated in a short period of time among parents.

He was uncontrollably slightly
sad.
If he can also go to college, if he also has a job of his
choice. Is it that he also knows how to cover his



own fragrance with special cologne to look more professional; is it not him today, it is also possible...

Closer to Fu Xiaoyu?

......