Ji Laili transmigrated into a novel as a minor cannon fodder character.
The system tasked him with saving the blackened protagonist—
If he succeeded, he could be revived.
Ji Laili clenched his fists: “Alright!”

However, this was a revenge novel. Those who tried to humiliate the male lead, Shen Yu, ended up being humiliated by him instead. He was cold and beautiful, his pitch-black eyes carrying an ever-present damp chill—powerful and terrifying.

Ji Laili: “…Does he really need me to save him?”

—

Shen Yu was cold and dark by nature. After his second differentiation, he carved a bloody path to survival.
Living his life over again, he still despised this filthy world and chose to walk the same path as before—
Until he encountered an unexpected anomaly.

Ji Laili was clean, full of sunshine, his smile brimming with vitality, without the slightest hint of darkness.

Did such an Alpha really exist in this world?

Shen Yu loathed Alphas, yet he couldn’t resist Ji Laili’s presence.
Until one day, he heard Ji Laili say—

“Hey, how do you think a little Omega should go about courting someone?”

How could this be?
You belong to me.

—

To prevent Shen Yu from thinking he, an Alpha, had ulterior motives toward him, Ji Laili decided to pretend he had a crush on a certain little Omega.

From that day on, things started going wrong.

His clothes disappeared.
His used water cups and toothbrush vanished without a trace.
At night, a cold yet sickly sweet pheromone lingered, weaving through the air as if trying to seep into his very bones and stay there forever.

But most importantly…

Ji Laili touched his lips, lost in thought: Why does my mouth hurt? Did I get a heat rash or something?