My Crush is My Childhood Friend Alpha 1

Chapter 1

The sweltering heat of May in Haicheng was unbearable. The temperature continued to climb, and even the slightest breeze carried a wave of heat.

The cicadas chirped incessantly outside the window, and even the dilapidated small fan in the classroom creaked non-stop.

After a heavy rain, the air was filled with the earthy smell of damp soil. The humid, sticky feeling lingered, as if trapped in a steamer, making people exceptionally restless.

The bell rang for the end of school. The teacher assigned homework and left the classroom without looking back.

Yan Weiqiu lay on his desk, daydreaming, his mind empty.

The originally blank draft paper was now densely covered with another person’s name.

“Today’s problems were so difficult.”

“Did you take notes?”

“I did, but looking at them now, they’re like chicken scratch. I can’t remember the problem-solving process at all. The teacher explained it twice, and I still didn’t understand.”

“Then what about tonight’s homework?”

“Class monitor, did you understand everything from math class today?”

“Class monitor?”

“Class monitor!”

“Ah?” Yan Weiqiu came back to his senses and noticed the two classmates standing in front of him. He smiled awkwardly. “What’s up?”

“Wow, it’s rare to see the class monitor spacing out. We’re doomed. Can we still copy your homework today?”

Yan Weiqiu glanced at the homework the teacher had written on the blackboard and nodded. “I can do these problems.”

“Hooray! That’s great, class monitor!”

“The class monitor is indeed a top student. I’ll come back early tomorrow to copy the homework!”

“Me too, me too!”

“Mm.” After they left, Yan Weiqiu pulled out the piece of draft paper that had been pressed under his textbook. He frowned and sighed softly. “I didn’t pay attention in class again.”

He didn’t know what was wrong lately; he just couldn’t focus in class.

He was about to pack his books and go home when a familiar voice came from the doorway.

“Xiaoqiu!”

Yan Weiqiu looked towards the door, and a tall figure came into view, walking towards him. He subconsciously glanced at the draft paper on his desk, hurriedly crumpling it into a ball and stuffing it into his drawer.

Jiang Yuebai, noticing this, raised an eyebrow slightly and teased, “Why so flustered?”

As Jiang Yuebai approached, Yan Weiqiu became increasingly stiff. “It’s nothing.”

“Then what are you hiding? You won’t even let me see. Is it a love letter someone wrote you?” Jiang Yuebai looked at his drawer and reached out to pull out the paper ball, but Yan Weiqiu snatched it first, threw it towards the trash can behind him, and it landed inside.

Jiang Yuebai glanced at the trash can and then looked at Yan Weiqiu with an ambiguous smile.

Yan Weiqiu felt his heart leap to his throat. He forced himself to calmly explain, “It’s nothing, just a piece of draft paper.”

Before Jiang Yuebai could press him further, he quickly changed the subject. “Why are you here?”

Seeing that Yan Weiqiu didn’t want to talk about it, Jiang Yuebai didn’t pursue the matter. “I waited for you in the classroom for a while, but you didn’t come, so I came to find you.”

Yan Weiqiu: “Oh.”

Jiang Yuebai automatically picked up his schoolbag and slung it over his shoulder, putting his arm around Yan Weiqiu’s neck as they walked out. He said, “My mom isn’t coming home for dinner tonight, and she didn’t leave me any lunch. She’s afraid I’ll starve to death at home with no one to care, so she told me to come to your house for dinner tonight.”

Yan Weiqiu and Jiang Yuebai’s mothers were university classmates and had a very good relationship. Even after graduating from university, they chose to live in the same city. In order not to be separated, they even required their partners to live in the same neighborhood. They even got married, became pregnant, and gave birth in the same year.

Therefore, Yan Weiqiu and Jiang Yuebai could be said to have known each other since birth. They were childhood sweethearts, growing up together since they were young.

Especially since Jiang Yuebai’s parents were busy with work and often had to travel, Jiang Yuebai was often left at Yan Weiqiu’s house. It could be said that Yan Weiqiu’s home was Jiang Yuebai’s second home.

They ate and slept together, like brothers, even closer than their mothers.

So, before they started presenting, their mothers had jokingly said: If one of them presented as an Alpha and the other as an Omega, they would arrange a marriage for them, and their two families could become even closer.

Unfortunately, things didn’t go as planned.

Jiang Yuebai presented as an Alpha, while Yan Weiqiu presented as a Beta.

That joke faded away as they grew up.

After presenting, Jiang Yuebai’s advantage as an Alpha became apparent. From junior high school onwards, he grew exceptionally tall.

Before they presented, they were all about the same height. But after Jiang Yuebai presented as an Alpha, he had unknowingly grown a head taller than Yan Weiqiu.

Yan Weiqiu, on the other hand, hadn’t changed much in these past few years. He was still 1.7 meters tall with a slender build. If someone didn’t know him, they might mistake him for an Omega at first glance.

Just like now, as they walked side by side, Jiang Yuebai, taking advantage of his height, liked to put his arm around Yan Weiqiu’s shoulders. But to Yan Weiqiu, it felt like he was being used as a human crutch.

Yan Weiqiu lowered his eyes and glanced at the hand resting on his shoulder. The fingers were long and slender, with distinct knuckles and neatly trimmed, rounded nails. The faint blue veins were visible on the back of his hand, flawless.

He always thought that Jiang Yuebai could probably make a lot of money as a hand model.

Actually, it wasn’t just his hands; Jiang Yuebai was indeed extremely good-looking. His skin tone, inherited from his mother, was porcelain-white and translucent. He had a high nose bridge, delicate features, and a face that seemed aloof yet undeniably handsome. He was nearly 1.9 meters tall, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs – a natural clothes hanger. It could be said that both his looks and physique perfectly inherited his parents’ best qualities.

More importantly, he had presented as an Alpha.

In Yan Weiqiu’s memory, no matter where Jiang Yuebai went, he attracted attention. Regardless of age, he was always favored by Omegas.

Even before presenting, when he was very young, Jiang Yuebai attracted many children of the same age with his outstanding appearance.

As he grew older, time seemed to leave no marks on his face, as if particularly partial to him.

The delicate, doll-like face of his childhood had grown proportionally.

Sensing Yan Weiqiu’s distraction, Jiang Yuebai ruffled his hair and said, “My mom told me there’s sweet and sour pork ribs tonight, and braised fish, your favorites. Are you hungry? Should I take you to get something to eat first?”

The two were very close now, and Yan Weiqiu could even smell the scent of soap from Jiang Yuebai’s uniform.

The fresh fragrance of jasmine filled his nostrils, wrapping around him little by little.

“I’m not hungry yet.” Yan Weiqiu discreetly distanced himself, but after a while, Jiang Yuebai stuck to him again, like a koala, clinging firmly to him.

Too close.

Too intimate.

Yan Weiqiu’s heart pounded, his thoughts a mess.

Jiang Yuebai had always been clingy since childhood. Back then, they were even closer than this, eating from the same bowl, drinking from the same cup, sleeping in the same bed.

Inseparable.

They were like two people without boundaries.

When did things change?

It was after Yan Weiqiu’s presentation results came out.

He began to consciously and unconsciously keep a certain distance from Jiang Yuebai.

But Jiang Yuebai didn’t seem to notice his strangeness.

Or perhaps, Jiang Yuebai did notice.

But he didn’t care.

He continued to do as he pleased.

Forcefully invading his space, setting up camp in his territory, claiming everything of his as his own.

He witnessed all of this with his own eyes, but because of his selfish desires, he silently indulged, turning a blind eye.

Allowing Jiang Yuebai to erode everything he had, step by step.

He was greedy for the time he had left by Jiang Yuebai’s side, savoring the remaining moments.

The evening breeze carried a hint of coolness, ruffling his hair.

It also stirred ripples in his heart.

Yan Weiqiu softly called out, “Xiaobai.”

“What’s wrong?” Jiang Yuebai looked at him, his eyes filled with tender affection.

Yan Weiqiu met his gaze, his heart clenching. He quickly looked away, avoiding his eyes. His heart pounded, and even his voice trembled slightly. “I’m a little tired today. I don’t want to ride my bike. Can you take me home?”

“Sure.”

Jiang Yuebai’s surprised tone carried a hint of complaint. “Speaking of which, it’s been a long time since you’ve ridden on the back of my bike.”

Yes.

It had been a long time since he had been so close, sitting on the back of his bike, letting him take him wherever he wanted to go.

Yan Weiqiu didn’t hold onto his waist like he did when they were younger, but lightly tugged at the hem of his shirt.

Jiang Yuebai clicked his tongue, slightly dissatisfied, and said, “Hold on tight.”

“What?” Before Yan Weiqiu could react, the bike entered a narrow alley. The bumpy road made him jolt, and he instinctively wrapped his arms tightly around Jiang Yuebai’s waist.

Hearing Jiang Yuebai’s triumphant laughter, he finally understood what he meant by “hold on tight.”

But Jiang Yuebai, sitting in front, couldn’t see Yan Weiqiu’s blushing face.

At dusk, the sun set in the west.

The evening breeze gently blew, carrying the slight coolness of early summer.

The stirrings of a young heart are the melody of youth.