Why Is It Possible For This Type Of A To Also Have An O?

Chapter 1: “I lost my memory.”

The white LED light in the bathroom stung Jiang Yunshu’s eyes. For quite a moment, he stood silently staring at the person in the mirror, then bent down resignedly and washed his face wearily. The water converged into a droplet on his chin and eventually trickled down.

After a plop, only silence ensued.

Three days had passed since he arrived in this world.

Three days ago, Jiang Yunshu woke up in a hospital bed, only to discover that he was inhabiting the body of a guy named Jiang Yunsu, who was supposed to have died. He knew nothing when he faced the doctor’s questions, so he had to temporarily muddle through by making an “I lost my memory” excuse. He restlessly borrowed a phone from the nurses’ station. His fingertips were icy as he dialed the numbers he knew in his memory one by one.

“The number you have dialed is an unassigned number.”

When the nurse saw that his mood had shifted from calm to lost, she couldn’t help but look at the most recent call records. Seeing the rows of 1 at the beginning of the phone numbers, she seemed to be looking at a weirdo. “Patient, what numbers are you calling, ah? We only have 8-digit phone numbers starting with 2 ah.”

Jiang Yunshu’s heart instantly sank. He stared at her for more than ten seconds, as if he had seen a ghost, before realizing that this was not the same world at all.

He then slept at a hotel near the hospital for three days, relying on the dozen huge bills in his wallet.

In the past three days, he had gone crazy looking for clues. With his memory as his guide, he had walked through every junction in his impression, only to discover that they were all unfamiliar street names; he had also bought and stretched a map, only to see the indicated locations of numerous sequenced stars and districts rather than the country and its provinces. He then looked for his address on the internet, but he couldn’t find it.

He even loitered around the hospital in his spare time, lying in bed in an attempt to hit a mysterious switch that could bring him back, only to end up being kicked out by hospital security.

Every night, the last scene in his original world replayed in his head, as if he were trapped in a nightmare.

“Assist, suture.” Jiang Yunshu put down the scalpel and took off the sterile gloves. His eyes were bright red. He had just finished his third operation in a day, which had lasted 18 hours. The moment he stepped out of the operating room, there was a sudden burst of intense pain in his head, his vision darkened, then he lost consciousness.

As a doctor, he assessed that he had most certainly ruptured a cerebral blood vessel, with a 1% chance of survival.

This inconceivable reality had been laid out in front of Jiang Yunshu in written form, all hollering: You’re dead, you can’t go back.

The bathroom ceiling’s white LED light flashed. Jiang Yunshu had lost count of the number of times he had stood in front of the mirror. He raised his head, and the figure in the mirror peered back at him, his eyes exhausted yet sharp.

He washed his face once again and forced himself to calm down. A series of blows forced him, a staunch materialist, to embrace reality and re-examine his current situation.

His forehead was damp, and beads of water fell on his eyelashes. Jiang Yunshu closed his eyes and finally made a decision. Since it’s already like this, let’s live properly in this world.

For the first time in three days, he looked at the body intently. He had a nearly identical name and appearance, but this man’s face was no way his.

His own face value would be in the middle to upper range at most, but this body’s face had a high nose bridge, thin lips, and three-dimensional facial characteristics borne from a sculpture. It was attractive, yet it appeared to be…fierce. Hostility was brewing between his brows.

He had no idea how many versions of himself were this well-configured.

Although his life had been a series of misfortunes and confusion these days, the doctor’s long-term habit nevertheless led him to tidy himself up as appropritate. The man in the mirror wore a wrinkle-free white shirt and had his stubble shaved clean. It was only that he always looked haggard.

When Jiang Yunshu exited the restroom, he cleaned up his lower collar and made a noteworthy observation. His own body’s height was 1.84 meters, which was still quite tall, only a distance away from the top of the door. But he was now almost above the door frame.

He sighed and went to check out.

Today was his reexamination.

He was cleared to go after the doctor performed a full-body CT scan and asked a few questions.

The calm and cool-headed Jiang Yunshu returned, holding the medical record book in his hand, and asked, “Doctor, may I ask if I have family?” When he had just awoken, he had a vague recollection of a man laying near his hospital bed, but his long black hair obscurred his appearance, so he couldn’t see his face clearly. What followed then was a series of confusion that led him to forget this important thing.

Now that he’s decided to start anew, he must first find “his” family and learn all the information he could about this body.

“You mean your omega?” asked the doctor.

Jiang Yunshu, “….What?”

Jiang Yunshu emerged moments afterwards, clutching a junior high school sex education pamphlet and a slip of paper to “catch up with.”

An hour later, Jiang Yunshu stepped out of the car in front of a high-end residential community.

“Mr. Jiang is back la? Long time no see!” greeted the security guard at the entrance.

It seemed like he had found the right place. Jiang Yunshu nodded slightly, “Long time no see.”

Weird. The security guard looked at Jiang Yunshu’s retreating back and mumbled to himself, “It’s the first time in three years that Mr. Jiang greeted me.”

Jiang Yunshu walked for more than half an hour before he found the house number on the note. He shifted his aching legs slightly. It seemed that his luck wasn’t bad. He was reborn in a rich man?

Before him stood a two-storey small villa with a large courtyard. A vast field of green grass was covered in fallen leaves, with a massive tree planted in the center, about the same height as the villa. The emerald green that filled his vision appeared to make people feel better.

Jiang Yunshu pressed the doorbell embedded on the wall, and the electronic screen next to it lit up. A moment after, he saw a very thin and frail boy running out in a panic. He didn’t seem to have any meat in his body; the wind blew through his baggy clothes, and his soft hair bounced up and down.

Zhou An? No, Jiang Yunshu quickly denied. It was a boy who looked like Zhou An.

He paid close attention to the boy, probably out of his professional habit as a doctor. His thinness due to long-term malnutrition, his pale lips due to anemia, his wan and yellow complexion, and the blueness inside his eyes; he actually looked much more miserable than Zhou An, who had been suffering from cancer for two years.

But, no matter how bad his state was, it couldn’t be refuted that the boy had a much more beautiful appearance than Zhou An. His slightly drooping crescent-moon eyes, small and exquisite nose, and palm-sized face were excellent features that could only be seen on TV in his original world.

Jiang Yunshu’s fingers twitched. He suspected that the boy’s face might not be as big as his palm.

“…Sir!” The boy’s face was deathly pale, a trace of horror flashed in his eyes. He immediately showed a stiff smile, “You’re1 back…”

[1 He used 您 which is a polite/formal way of saying you]

Sir? You? Thanks to his shoulder-length black hair, Jiang Yunshu recognized that this should be the person who lay beside him on the hospital bed. The housekeeper…at home? Not yet sure what the boy’s relationship to him was, he only responded with, “En,” paused for a moment, then added, “I lost my memory.”

“I-I know…” he boy stood respectfully, his back slightly bowed, his hands held tightly in front of his stomach, and muttered, “I’m sorry, Sir, please come in…”

Jiang Yunshu stared at his face for a while, not knowing what he was sorry for. Without anything better to do, he raised his foot and entered inside.

Unexpectedly, what happened after he entered the door made his three views, which were already rotten to shreds, even more fragmented. He saw the boy first take out a pair of men’s slippers from the shoe cabinet, then knelt down and stretched out his hand to help Jiang Yunshu in taking off his shoes.

Jiang Yunshu, a young man in the new era, was taken aback, instinctively took a step back, frowned, and grasped the boy’s arm to stop him. “You don’t need to do this.”

At the same time, he was a little more certain in his mind that the boy was either a housekeeper or a steward, but if he was, he didn’t need to do this… Jiang Yunshu carefully scrutinised the boy’s face. Say, was this child an adult? The original owner employed child labor?

The boy was dressed in loose-fitting homey clothing. The cream-colored round neck design made him appear obedient and soft. He stood still at a loss after being rejected for the first time.

Jiang Yunshu changed his slippers and asked, “What’s the relationship between us?”

The boy was obviously stunned. He then immediately lowered his head and replied in a low voice, “Sir… I’m your omega ya…”

The author has something to say: 

1. Please abandon your God’s POV when reading how the characters act.

2. There are very, very many personal settings… In addition, my writing style is clumsy, so if it doesn’t meet your requirements, you can directly cross this out.

3. [Excessive] gong and shou accusators aren’t recommended to enter.

4. No need to inform me if you’re abandoning the novel! There’s still a lot of shortcomings, but everyone will try their best to improve! Please bear with me! Have mercy!

5. I’ve written all the professional knowledge about medicine with my superficial understanding and after reading medical materials. If you have any questions, please see a doctor immediately!

6. This article has undergone major changes. The aggregating site and txt are unmodified versions, which will affect the follow-up reading. If you see other friends reading the pirated version and txt, you can appropriately remind them of the changes in the plot, but you don’t have force them to see the genuine version. Thank you!