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Three years had passed, and just when Shaoyu thought his life couldn’t be any happier—even after all the gaslighting, manipulation, and everything else—someone had to ruin it.
After Hua Yong went alone to a meeting in Country M, which was supposed to be Shaoyu, news broke the very next day: A bomb had exploded at the meeting venue, resulting in many deaths.
Shaoyu believed Hua Yong was still alive, despite everyone else claiming he wasn’t. "How could an omega survive something like that?" They exclaimed. Even an alpha wouldn’t! But no one knew—except those who already did—that Huayong wasn’t an omega at all, but an Enigma. So Shaoyu believed. No—he had to believe. Hua Yong couldn’t die. Not for his sake. Not for their peanut.
But a year had already passed, and they still couldn’t find him.
“Some bodies were never identified. Maybe he's one of those. I think he already died.” “I know Hua Yong is an Enigma, but we’re talking about a bomb.” “The chances of him being alive are only fifty percent. If that is he managed to escape, and if he was fast enough!”
Shaoyu was losing hope.
Just when his belief began to crumble, he met someone with the exact same face as Hua Yong.
He didn’t know how to feel.
The man looked exactly like him.
But he claimed he wasn’t.
How could that be? The same face—and even his personality was identical to Huayong’s fake persona, the one he used when pretending to be an omega to manipulate and win him over. Shaoyu knew. He is Hua Yong. No....This had to be Huayong! He believes and convince himself.
He was alive. I knew it.
What happened? Was he pretending ? Why?
So many questions flooded his mind.
“Hua Yong,” he muttered.
“Sorry?” The man looked confused.
“I’m sorry, I think you’re mistaken. I’m not Hua Yong. I’m—”
Before he could finish introducing himself, a man called out to him—using a different name.
Huayong left with him, but not before glancing back at the person who had mistaken him for someone else, just like everyone else had.
For some reason, Huayong’s heart felt like it was breaking when he saw tears fall from the man’s face.
Why…?
Hua Yong didn’t know.
That's when Shaoyu knew he didn’t remember. He could see it in the man’s face. Huayong wouldn’t do that to him. He wouldn’t pretend not to remember anything. He can pretend to be an Omega but he wouldn't dare to pretend to have an amnesia.
Shaoyu watched as the man who had called Hua Yong wrapped an arm around his waist, and smile at Hua Yong.
That smile…
Those eyes and that smile.
Shaoyu knew it, because that was exactly how Huayong used to look at him.
That was when Shaoyu realized—
Someone else was obsessed with Hua Yong,
just like how Hua Yong had once been obsessed with him.