A Beta Who Was Courted Crazily for Love (Translated)

Chapter 32

Chapter 32

Why...

Yu Qingyan's fingers pressed against the cold metal chair rail, his head slightly lowered, silver hair cascading down his neck, with raindrops trickling down his jawline.

One hand rested lightly on his chest, his brows furrowed, his frail body seeming to tremble.

He lifted his head, trying to smile, but his lips wouldn't curve. Deep inside, it felt like a poisonous snake was biting, hissing and spewing venom.

Why...

Yu Qingyan thought anxiously, wasn't everything fine at first? Why did the boy suddenly step back, as if touched by... something dirty?

He stared intently at his own crippled legs. Could it be because of this?

Xiao An... Xiao An... He clenched his teeth, silently murmuring the other's name, his heart feeling like it had been carved out and was blowing with cold wind.

Indeed, no one would like a cripple—

A crippled Alpha.

...

Under the golden light's illumination, Yang An's soul seemed to fly away. After a while, as the golden light gradually faded, he slowly came to his senses.

What the hell... He was just an ordinary passerby, a background character whose only role in the original story was to catalyze the love between the main characters. His existence was insignificant, merely sketched out in a few lines, but...

Why such a bizarre and twisted future?!

Yang An recalled the lines of text from earlier, feeling stiff all over, for the first time doubting this ability of his.

Is there a possibility that it malfunctioned? After all... it was the first time he had seen it in gold.

Yang An pondered deeply, his Adam's apple bobbing as raindrops trickled down his face. Before long, his entire face was wet.

But the rain gradually lessened, as if the thunderstorm from ten minutes ago was just a small joke from the heavens.

He wiped his face, forcing himself to calm down. Don't panic, it might be malfunctioning. This thing might be inaccurate. Normally it's in black size 5 font, and suddenly it's in golden size 2 font. There must be something wrong!

—Or maybe this is a special warning? The little devil reappeared, quietly waving its flag, perched on Yang An's shoulder, watching the show.

Yang An's expression twisted for a moment. Damn it, don't let this cursed fate mess with him!

Hmm? Wait, Yang An felt like he had forgotten something.

Familiar voice... in a wheelchair...

"Yu, Mr. Yu?!" His mind was suddenly illuminated, and he exclaimed, "Is that you?"

Yu Qingyan's fingers moved, and the dark, viscous emotions receded like a tide.

The boy recognized him.

"Xiao An... I didn't expect to see you here." Yu Qingyan forcibly suppressed the darkness in his heart, straightened his back slowly, lifted his head, and with a slight curve at the corners of his eyes, his gray-green eyes were as gentle as water, "You came to..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the boy quickly crouched in front of him, looking up and draping his coat over Yu Qingyan's back. The residual warmth seemed to transfer from his back to his frozen heart.