Chapter 45
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This all felt absurd.
Like something pulled from a distant dream—one he had never expected to have, let alone live through. The day had finally ended, and the sky above had sunk into a deeper shade of grey, heavy and unmoving.
Shen Yu stood there for a moment, staring up at it in silence. He slipped on his coat, ready to leave, when the vibration of his phone pulled him back. His gaze dropped to the screen.
Jiang Li.
Ever since that first message, it was as if the omega had grown wings—sending him something every single day without fail.
Now, the message read:
< If you don't mind… can we meet? There's something I want to tell you. >
< Please >
Shen Yu had been about to lock his phone, but that last word made him pause. He exhaled softly and tilted his head back, staring at the ceiling for a brief moment before looking down again.
< When and where? >
The moment he sent it, the three dots appeared almost instantly.
