Forced to Date 3 Alphas in a Comic: Chapter 8

Forced to Date 3 Alphas in a Comic: Chapter 8: Youth and Flower Shadows

The next few days, Chao Xun focused on improving his image first. He behaved like a good student in class, listening attentively during lessons. At the basketball gym, he arrived on time and trained diligently, never complaining no matter how tired or late it got.

He also maintained distance from Mi Yu, only greeting him when they ran into each other at the gym—though he still hadn’t received any response.

Unless necessary, he didn’t actively disturb him.

His good behavior caught the attention of many classmates. Some secretly discussed whether he had truly changed his ways and planned to turn over a new leaf.

But most were still waiting to watch him make a fool of himself.

Chao Xun knew his image couldn’t change overnight, and he didn’t expect everyone to suddenly view him 360 degrees differently. His current goal was Mi Yu anyway. As long as he managed his image well in front of him, everyone else was secondary.

Xie Qianyi’s training was very effective for him. To speed up progress, after the first week of physical conditioning, he arranged for Chao Xun to join the regular practice matches in the second week.

Chao Xun finally had the chance to play basketball with Mi Yu. He didn’t hide his excitement: “Finally, I get to play a real game.”

Mi Yu’s face showed no expression, but he was actually a bit excited too. He had been waiting for a whole week.

Today he had to play two games, no, a full game.

He thought secretly.

In the end, Xie Qianyi only let Chao Xun play half a game, because although he could tell the other could endure a full game, forcing him to keep up would be meaningless.

Mi Yu once again found the joy of galloping across the court, though it ended a bit too quickly.

Damn, the feeling of satisfaction without being fully satisfied was so annoying.

The school tyrant couldn’t hold it in anymore. He spun the basketball and looked at Chao Xun, seeing his thin, frail body with some disgust: “Don’t you eat? You’re so skinny.”

This was the first time Mi Yu had actively spoken to Chao Xun. The latter’s face showed an expression that tried to hide his joy, and he spoke softly: “I do eat.”

Xie Qianyi’s training plan included a diet plan, and recently Uncle Lin had been cooking according to it.

Actually, sometimes he was too tired to eat, but he had to eat anyway, so often he only ate half before stopping.

Mi Yu stared at him suspiciously, trying to find traces of guilt.

He knew many Omegas at school were always talking about losing weight. Given Chao Xun’s history of pretending to be an Omega, and how much he liked him, he suspected the other didn’t want to become muscular and make him dislike him.

Mi Yu frowned: “You think muscles are that easy to build? With your training volume, it’ll take half a year more.”

Chao Xun, who completely hadn’t followed his train of thought, was confused.

Mi Yu: “From now on, eat double. You hear me?”

“Okay, I promise to eat more.” Chao Xun didn’t understand, but that didn’t stop him from nodding quickly, then asking tentatively: “Should I take photos and send them to you?”

Mi Yu: Wants to add him as a friend? Really will climb up the ladder if given one.

Mi Yu: “How old are you that you need someone else to manage your eating?”

He was sure the other wouldn’t dare to fool him, Mi Yu was certain, seeing how happy he looked just from talking to him.

But Chao Xun was thinking: No need for photos, good. He couldn’t eat that much anyway. Eat double? He didn’t have two stomachs.

However, as his body adapted, his appetite gradually increased with his training volume. Now he carried protein bars and energy drinks in his bag every day.

Chao Xun stood in his bathroom at home, looking in the mirror, raising his arm, clenching his fist to flex his muscle, examining it carefully, then lifting the hem of his T-shirt to look at his abdomen.

Good, he could see abs. Looking at the undulating lines, he should have about six.

Well, actually, he had none at all.

Chao Xun touched his flat stomach, trying to feel the muscle contours beneath the skin.

It made sense, he had only been training for two weeks, how could it be that fast.

He wondered how many Mi Yu had. As the main character of a comic, he probably had eight, right?

When Mi Yu wore his basketball jersey, the exposed muscles had beautiful, smooth lines. His arms and legs were slender yet full of power, radiating the unique vitality of youth.

In short, their protagonist was explosively handsome.

Chao Xun was leisurely thinking when his expression suddenly stiffened.

Recently he had been so absorbed in training and playing basketball that he had thrown his mission to the back of his mind. It was already the third week, and he and Mi Yu had only spoken once—and that was when Mi Yu asked him about eating.

Thinking of this, Chao Xun hurriedly went to find his romance notebook and review the contents.

Recently, Ji Yongning noticed Mi Yu had become much more silent. Even when he acted recklessly in front of him, Mi Yu ignored him.

Ji Yongning smelled big gossip. He pestered Zhuang Xu asking what was going on, but no matter how he was asked, Zhuang Xu said he didn’t know, almost driving Ji Yongning crazy.

He hated that he couldn’t play basketball.

Ji Yongning had gone to watch at the court too, only to see a group of people training methodically. Chao Xun and Mi Yu were far apart, each doing their own thing, with no interaction for a long time.

He went twice, staying a total of less than 20 minutes before he couldn’t take it anymore.

Too boring. He’d rather wait for Old Zhuang to send him updates.

Mi Yu didn’t want to talk because he was annoyed, but he didn’t know what he was annoyed about.

Recently Chao Xun had been behaving very obediently, arriving at the basketball gym on time every day, following the plan the coach gave him, completing it meticulously.

It was obvious the coach gave him a heavy training load. Chao Xun was always the last to leave every day.

These past few days they had played several 3v3 and 5v5 games. Chao Xun’s stamina had clearly improved. Now he could not only play a full game, but his reaction speed and movements wouldn’t decline.

This meant Chao Xun’s coordination with him was getting better and better.

What annoyed Mi Yu was this. The better they played on the court, the weirder he felt when he got off and saw Chao Xun’s face.

Not only that, after every match, Chao Xun would ask him: “Was my performance okay?” “Did I improve today?”

With those bright, sparkling little eyes, like some small animal waiting for its owner’s praise.

Mi Yu never answered directly. Ha, if he dared to praise him, this person would dare to climb up the pole.

Or after making a mistake, he would strike first: “I seemed to make a mistake just now, I won’t next time!” “Sorry, Mi Yu classmate, my attention wasn’t focused. Let’s do it again.”

Mi Yu wanted to call him out, but this slippery, kneeling-like apology speed interrupted him, and half his anger dissipated.

He wanted to warn Chao Xun not to annoy him, to train properly and not say extra words to him.

But Chao Xun only asked him these one or two sentences every day, and didn’t say anything else. Normally in the classroom he also listened attentively, and after class he wouldn’t run around randomly. He was either reading at his seat or writing something, seemingly studying.

I’m sick, why am I paying attention to him.

Mi Yu flipped his book with rustling sounds to cover his inner turmoil. Ji Yongning was calling him to go stroll around again, and he directly refused: “Not going.”

Ji Yongning was already used to his recent abnormal behavior and didn’t ask more, going off to play by himself.

But not long after, someone walked over and stopped beside him, a shadow falling on the desk.

“I said I’m not going, don’t annoy me.” Mi Yu looked up impatiently, but suddenly froze.

Standing in front of him was Chao Xun.

Chao Xun also seemed startled. He held a bottle of water, hesitantly raising it to the other, explaining: “I just passed by the vending machine and saw there was only one bottle left of the drink you usually drink, so I bought it on the way…”

Then carefully asked: “Do you want to drink it?”

Mi Yu reflexively wanted to refuse, but suddenly Xie Qianyi’s words floated into his mind. The two words “not drinking” circled in his mouth, finally becoming: “Put it there.”

Chao Xun put down the drink and left without saying more.

Mi Yu watched his departing back, then looked at the drink on the desk. That nameless irritation bubbled up again.

Now verbal teasing has escalated to actions?

Today it’s a drink, tomorrow it’ll be breakfast, the day after it’ll be a love letter.

Oh wait, he already sent those before, but they were all thrown away by him.

Who knows if those foods were poisoned.

This bottle of drink is the same, he won’t drink it. Leave it here as a show, and throw it in the trash after next class.

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**[Romance Notebook Rule 4: Appropriate communication and body language to convey good feelings]**

Chao Xun had recently been trying to express some good feelings, letting the other know he hadn’t given up pursuing him.

Body language specifically manifested as: during practice matches, he would try to pass the ball to Mi Yu. When Mi Yu made an impressive move, he would cheer and praise in coordination.

But he didn’t dare to overdo it. Too much is as bad as too little. A distance where it was obvious he liked the other but only to that extent was just right.

After a few days like this, Mi Yu’s attitude toward him became much more natural. Although he still ignored his words, his expression clearly softened.

His image with the other teammates was also preserved.

Sigh, he was so tired.

Chao Xun flipped through his high school biology textbook. In a world with six sexes, his biggest knowledge blind spot was here.

Ke An’an already knew he had joined the school team. When he first heard, his expression was as shocked as if struck by lightning.

Soon this disbelief turned to admiration.

Chao Xun would go this far for love!

We all misunderstood him before. He wasn’t just a stalker who only knew how to harass people relentlessly.

But a pursuer of love who practiced basketball hard every night to keep up with that person’s pace!

In the mind of a high school Omega filled with pink bubbles, Chao Xun’s image immediately grew taller.

If only I could be this brave too.

Ke An’an felt both admiration and envy in his heart, along with the slight bitterness of youth.

He unobtrusively glanced toward the side near the door. That youth was laughing and chatting with the classmates behind him, not noticing his gaze.

Ke An’an didn’t know if he was disappointed or relieved. He turned to look at his deskmate who was struggling to think, and kindly offered help: “Do you want my first-year notes?”

Chao Xun, who was currently at his wit’s end, instantly brightened: “Yes yes yes, thank you thank you.”

Truly a life assistant, so considerate.

Ke An’an nodded: “I’ll bring them to you next Monday.”

Chao Xun: “Sorry for the trouble, I’ll bring you something good to eat next Monday.”

The kind that Uncle Lin made.

Thinking of this, he opened his phone and looked through the chat with [Brother].

The messages above were all sent by Chao Xun, with pictures, text, and emojis.

Chao Xun: Bro, I got into the school basketball team. Look at my new gear

Chao Xun: [picture][picture]

Chao Xun: Bro, do you know how to play basketball? When you come back, let’s play together

Chao Xun: Bro, training is so tiring, I don’t even have time to do homework

Chao Xun: [cat collapsed]

…

A dozen or so messages in total, but his brother hadn’t replied to a single one.

Chao Xun initially suspected whether Chao Lingxue’s account had been abandoned. After two days, he became worried. Could something have happened to his brother? It had been so long without a single word, which was clearly abnormal.

But when he anxiously asked Uncle Lin, Uncle Lin explained: “Lingxue is working in a foreign laboratory. This kind of work is confidential. During the project period, contact with the outside world is not allowed.”

Well, he didn’t expect his brother’s work to be so high-end. His useless younger brother completely couldn’t compare.

On second thought, since his older brother was already so amazing, what was wrong with the younger brother being a bit useless.

So he went off to play with a clear conscience.

After sending his daily greeting, Chao Xun checked the basketball team group chat. Pinned at the top was the weekly training schedule Coach Xie sent, very detailed. Xie Qianyi also separately @ him, reminding him not to forget that both Saturday and Sunday at 2 PM he had to come to school for training.

Chao Xun replied with a [cat nodding] emoji.

At the same moment, Zhuang Xu was also looking at his phone. Ji Yongning leaned over to look together: “Oh, you have to train on Saturday and Sunday too, how exhausting.”

Zhuang Xu: “Only Chao Xun has to come on Sunday. For us, it’s optional.”

Ji Yongning asked curiously: “Why?”

Zhuang Xu answered honestly: “His stamina is poor.”

Ji Yongning had a mischievous grin beside him.

Mi Yu knew from his expression that he was thinking something improper, and frowned: “What are you laughing at.”

Ji Yongning: “With our Brother Mi’s stamina being so good, little Xun must be very tired every day.”

What the hell, little Xun?

Mi Yu said with disgust: “His stamina is so poor, of course he’s tired. If he doesn’t train properly, he’ll just be a reserve member even by summer break.”

Ji Yongning: Forget it, Brother Mi completely doesn’t get this kind of teasing.

Who would have thought that the great school heartthrob with countless fans was still a pure high school boy.

Thinking of that person, Ji Yongning fell into thought.

He had really changed like a mutation recently. Not only could he play basketball now, his emotional intelligence had improved too.

In less than a month, when he mentioned Chao Xun in front of Mi Yu, the other wouldn’t get angry and tell him to shut up anymore, nor would he use that contemptuous and annoyed tone.

Even Zhuang Xu’s frequency of looking at his phone had increased. According to Ji Yongning’s observation, Zhuang Xu paid special attention to Chao Xun’s training schedule.

Thinking of this, Ji Yongning couldn’t help but look toward the window seat at the very back of the classroom. He saw Chao Xun still reading seriously, his back straight, head slightly bowed, a slender white neck bent in a beautiful curve.

From this angle, he could only see his elegant profile, long eyelashes clearly visible even across two rows of desks. He sat there with an indescribable, serene temperament, completely different from the surrounding noise.

The plants in May grew lushly, and the roses outside the window cast flickering shadows. A gentle breeze drifted in through the open window, like a tender palm, lightly caressing the youth’s black hair.

Mi Yu saw him not speaking for a long time, not knowing what he was staring at in a daze, so he also followed his gaze to look.

In that moment, the gentle breeze, swaying flower shadows, and the bowed-head youth were all frozen in time.