The sound of cicadas permeating through the gauze-covered windows, their incessant chirping, every note a condemnation of this sweltering summer heat.

The previous second, Ji Xiao was still wearing a thin spaghetti strap dress, holding a fan to sleep, praying with the cicadas that summer would pass quickly. The next second, he felt the cold air drilling straight into his skull.

The room was refreshingly cool, like an air conditioner had been switched on. The scent of mint wafted along with the coolness from the air conditioning, sprinkling onto Ji Xiao's skin like stars. The crisp sensation instantly cleared away any sleepiness lingering from before.

Ji Xiao didn't think much about why their dormitory had air conditioning. After readjusting the pillow under his head, he fell back asleep comfortably.

Just slowly this feeling of comfort and coolness began to make Ji Xiao uncomfortable. The mint flavor, through the sweat, made what was originally a pleasant start become agitated.

Ji Xiao felt her heart beating faster and faster, a burning sensation gathering in her chest. There was a sudden throbbing pain at the back of her neck, as if something was trying to break free.

"Miss, wake up, Miss…"

A strange voice came from Ji Xiao's ear.

That voice was timid, filled with fear.

Ji Xiao didn't know who the voice belonged to. She closed her eyes and took several deep breaths of the cool mint, trying to quell the inexplicable restlessness in her heart. But the feeling only intensified. An unsettling uneasiness spread through her, a prickling sensation at the back of her neck as if something wet and slimy had flowed down.

……？

Ji Xiao remembered wearing a suspender skirt.

"Miss…"

That cautious voice rang out again, this time accompanied by a hand.

She lightly patted Qi Xiao's shoulder a few times, then quickly withdrew her hand.

Now Xiaoxi knows who that voice belongs to.

But a greater doubt arose in my mind, Miss? What time did an impoverished intern of year four become your...Miss?

Ji Xiao opened his eyes in confusion, only to find darkness before him.

"Miss, please put this on first."

That voice crept up beside Ji Xiao and, at this moment, adapted to the darkness in their vision, barely making out the person's outline and the state of the room.

The butler, dressed in a servant's uniform, spoke to himself with utmost deference and even a touch of fear.

This room didn't have the air conditioning one might expect, and there weren't even windows for ventilation. The coolness was almost too much, bordering on frigid, it seemed to come from the room itself...

I am not in my dorm room on a tiny bed, but on a luxurious imperial couch. I'm not wearing a nightgown, but a slightly puffed smoke-purple silk sleep...

Bipolar disorder still raged within Ji Xiao's mind. His brain was fuzzy, the clues were right in front of him, yet he couldn't deduce anything.

Just then, something unknown was flung at Ji Xiao's back of the neck.

Ji Xiao didn't know how, but he had never been so agile before. The moment the object reached his back of the neck, he tensed up and swatted back with a forceful grip, clamping down on the mercenary's hand.

The maid, seeing Ji Xiao's pained expression, quickly explained: "Miss, I was just giving you a little bit of suppression."

"Inhibition...?" Ji Xiao's brows furrowed even deeper.

This thing, I know about it, but not from the world of books. It came from a student who was caught reading a novel during evening study hall today - a popular ABO novel that's been trending recently.

All the students in class considered this book to be a treasure. Ji Xiao watched them with heartache and couldn't help but shed tears. Unable to contain himself, he flipped through the novel before bed.

In that world, humans' genders are not simply male. There are three additional subcategories: Alpha, Beta, and Omega.

Betas are similar to ordinary people, making up the majority in humans, while Alphas and Omegas are rarer, and they have pheromones that allow them to attract each other.

Thus, Ji Xiao witnessed the clearly restrained male lead. Because of the pheromones' primal urge, his heart raced and he experienced a feeling he had never felt before...

This restrained yet passionate setting made Ji Xiao unable to resist, staying up all night to finish the entire book, and even shed a tear for the protagonist's ultimate happiness.

I have to say, the main character in this book is really pitiful.

He was always the disappointment of his parents, an Omega who was considered the weakest. His parents died in a car accident shortly after, and their inheritance was stolen by his father's friend, Ji Qingyun.

That's it, the main character is forced to live with the Ji family. In the first part of the book, the Alpha villain forces him to be temporarily marked repeatedly, and in the end, the protagonist is even completely marked.

At this thought, Ji Xiao's heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition spread through his chest.

Clearly remember, the name of that perverted Alpha villain in the book is exactly the same.

Name duplication...

Transmigrated…

Wouldn't you be so unlucky?

"Miss, it's getting late. Why don't you tidy up Wei Qingyu and we go to rest?"

The maid spoke and stood aside, only then did Ji Xiao discover that there was another person in the room.

The man sat slumped in the middle of the room, his breathing labored and frantic, as if he were enduring some unspeakable ordeal.

With every gentle touch, a hint of mint would waft up, bringing a cool and refreshing sensation that settled on Ji Xiao's skin. On the back of his neck, it tickled with each subtle brush, stimulating the fragile gland beneath.

Only then did Ji Xiao realize that the out-of-control mint scent in his dream had emanated from this.

And this mint flavor is exactly the scent of his pheromones.

It looks difficult, as if it might collapse at any moment, but stubbornly persists, refusing to give in.

Weakness and stubbornness were woven together, making Ji Xiao feel a pang of heartache.

Don't let them know who the hell tortured such a pitiful prisoner.

To let him know...

Ji Xiao watched as the anticipation in Wei Qingyu's eyes flickered again and again, those clear emerald eyes gradually filling with a mixture of despair and hatred. He found it endlessly amusing.

Knelt down, looking at Wei Qingyu who was struggling helplessly before him, he said with interest: "Wei Qingyu, do you want it? Beg me."

Ji Xiao was stunned, the Rong from the book she read before bed seemed to be a foreshadowing, drilling into her mind.

Staring at the scene before me, exactly as it was described in the book, my head went blank.

Just now, that servant mentioned this, Wei, lightly, in words.

Ji Xiao was horrified to discover that the devil was actually himself!

It seems like I've actually been transported into a book!

I actually transmigrated into that perverted Alpha villain who shares my name!

In the original book, Ji Xiao's ending was very satisfying.

Wei Qingyu, a nouveau riche in the upper circles, after reclaiming the property that her parents had left her from Ji Xiao's encroachment, will imprison Ji Xiao in the same small dark room where Ji Xiao had once imprisoned her.

After that, Wei Qingyu would personally dig out Ji Xiao's gland, feed him to the half-dead male lead's family's marine aquarium sharks, and finally flush the remains down the drain, leaving nothing behind....

Ji Xiao's glands behind his neck felt like they were filled with countless peppermint pheromones, so cool that he couldn't help but shiver.

"Miss, Miss?"

The voice of the servant rang out again, and Ji Xiao blinked a few times, returning to his senses from the news.

Ji Xiao, stood in this dim place where the sun couldn't reach, tugged at a corner.

Isn't this the very little black room that the original owner built specially for Wei Qingyu? It's also the place where she herself will be imprisoned and tortured to the point of being worse off than dead in the future?!

"Miss, I think it's best to just leave him here. Grind his teeth a bit, and see if he dares bite you again!" The maid suggested to Ji Xiao, "He's just a destitute Omega, daring to fight our Miss for an inhibitor, daring to bite our Miss, what a fool, clueless..."

"Shut up!"

I don't know if there are still remnants of the original owner's soul on Ji Xiao, but listening to Youyou chattering non-stop, Ji Xiao became a bit irritated and glanced at Youyou slantingly.

Ji Xiao, after several years, ended up dead without a whole body. He had nothing to do with these mercenaries who fanned the flames!

"Miss..." The maid hesitated, looking at Ji Xiao with confusion.

Ji Xiao understood that she had been arrogant and domineering in her daily life, and her servants also spoke according to her temper. She couldn't blame them.

Moreover, according to the original text, Wei Qingyu's self-bite would have resulted in her first humiliating experience of being temporarily marked.

Ji Xiao sat on the noble concubine's chair, looking at that powerless figure in the distance. All she saw was herself lying there in the future, perhaps even worse than that person now...

Ji Xiao's heart ached. The four words "temporary mark" didn't dare to appear in his master's mind.

Rubbing my temples, I waved dismissively at the annoying housemaid. "Just get out," I said.

"But Miss, this Wei Qingyu is quite cunning. Just now..." The maid was worried about Ji Xiao being alone in the small black room, after all, Wei Qingyu had a history of attacking Ji Xiao before.

"Go out." Ji Xiao repeated, his low voice laced with the ferocity of an Alpha.

Even though the guard was a brute, he was frightened by Ji Xiao's voice. He nodded hastily and pushed the door open to leave.

A vast expanse poured in from the door at the entrance, a door so inconspicuous that one wouldn't notice it unless they looked closely. It was golden and shimmering, like a connection to another world.

Wei Qingyu, who was slumped on the floor, realized the source. She struggled to lift her head and looked towards the door.

The blow landed squarely on his face, enveloping him completely. The long white silk robe hung loosely from his shoulders; too much intricate pleating for his slender frame, the fabric slipped from his shoulders, pooling on his chest. Large patches of fair skin were visible beneath the flowing hair, and a silver trail left by pheromones clung to his hair, trailing down to the back of his neck where it mingled with the silk collar.

Holiness and decay interwoven.

The taste of mint lingered around Ji Xiao's, and a sudden chill ran down his neck. He felt himself losing control.

No! No!

Ji Xiao reminded himself over and over that the consequence of doing this was having his glands removed. He picked up the last Omega inhibitor that the original owner had left on the cabinet.

"Wei Qingyu," Ji Xiao called softly, walking towards Wei Qingyu.

Perhaps it was the sound of someone calling her name, or perhaps she sensed someone approaching her, Wei Qingyu turned her head to look at Ji Xiao.

The beads of sweat on her forehead hit Wei Qingyu's overly long bangs, and the delicate eyelashes were hanging down with a few tears that she couldn't help but secrete. The aquamarine eyes, covered in a layer of misty moisture, were filled with the vulnerability and vigilance of an Omega in heat. Every blink was heartbreaking.

Ji Xiao's heart ached. She carefully crouched down to the edge of this bed, where Wei Qingyu lay feverish and tormented, whispering softly, "It's alright, Wei Qingyu, you are safe now."

Who would have thought that in the very next second after Ji Xiao wanted to inject Wei Qingyu with a sedative, he was suddenly knocked to the ground by an overwhelming force.

A piercing pain spread from Ji Xiao's back, thankfully he landed on a small rug, cushioning his head blow. If he had hit the ground directly, this fall would have sent him straight to meet the King of Hell.

Ji Xiao hadn't even had time to rejoice when a wave of overwhelming mint pheromones, intense and savage, enveloped him.

A pile of white cloth shrouded Qi Xiao's vision. A pair of hands, like fan bones, emerged from within, clamping his arms tightly and pinning them above his head.

But directly above her line of sight, Wei Qingyu was sitting astride herself, looking down. Her distinctive emerald eyes sparkled, and through the thin fabric, they seemed to be spreading upwards.