TSFLIP Chapter 513

“Looks like the weapons from ancient Earth don’t pack much of a punch.”

The man casually tossed the gun to the ground and stepped forward, naturally reaching out to take the girl’s hand.

Feng Guang looked up at him, stunned. The sight of Yan Yu’s blood still made her feel dizzy. Without thinking, she spoke,
“Ye Mo…”

“I like it when you call me Xu Wang,” he said softly, leaning down to press a kiss to her forehead.

But Feng Guang couldn’t stop thinking about the terrifying possibility that had just crossed her mind. Her eyes began to blur with tears as she choked out,
“I… I don’t even want to imagine it. If… if what I’m thinking is true, then you…”

Her trembling hand reached up to touch his face. She remembered him telling her before that he had never marked anyone else. He had also said that being forced into a bond was incredibly painful…

Xu Wang gently held her hand against his cheek. In that moment, he seemed to realize what she had guessed. He let out a low laugh.
“The past is the past. I’m doing fine now.”

Yes—because she was by his side, he truly was fine.

But to Feng Guang, those simple words sounded like a silent confirmation. In this world, whether someone was a BETA or an OMEGA, they all had to submit to an ALPHA. And Xu Wang—an artificial human created as a weapon—how could Ye Xiang have possibly given him the identity of an ALPHA, someone harder to control?

“Xu Wang…” Her tears fell harder. She buried her face in his chest, soaking his shirt. Clutching tightly at his hand, she sobbed,
“My heart hurts so much… it feels like it’s breaking. These things… these things shouldn’t be something you had to go through. If—if only I had come to you sooner…”

If she had arrived in this world earlier—if she had just spent the points to ask the System for help—she never would have let him suffer such a tragic past.

Xu Wang gently patted her back. The cold hardness he’d shown when facing outsiders melted away, turning soft. He had originally planned never to let her find out about this. To him, what had happened before was simply what led him to develop self-awareness. Strangely, he was even grateful to those people—because without them, he wouldn’t be who he was today.

But to Feng Guang… this wasn’t something so easily brushed off. He was scared—scared that she’d look down on him for it. That fear had made him choose silence. He should’ve known better. When it came to her, he should’ve had more faith. Just look at her now, crying so hard she could barely breathe—her eyes filled only with pain, not disgust.

“No matter what happened to me in the past, none of it is your fault. Meeting you now… is already a blessing.” Xu Wang’s voice was low and gentle.

But hearing those words only made her cry harder, biting her lip until she trembled. He ached at the sight—he’d always loved kissing that spot, and now it was trembling with sorrow. So he lifted her chin, ignoring the two bystanders still frozen in shock nearby, and kissed her lips, silencing what he saw as her self-inflicted pain.

It was a tender, lingering kiss. He swallowed her sobs, muffling her cries. It made him feel better, and he hoped it eased her pain too.

Xu Wang hated seeing Feng Guang cry. Even if her tears were for him.

He remembered a quote he’d once read—he didn’t remember which book it came from, but the words stuck with him:
“When a woman cries, it’s because the man is incapable.”

Back then, he hadn’t understood. He’d assumed “incapable” meant sexually incapable.

Only now did he realize—true incapability meant being unable to protect the person you love, being unable to handle everything so well that she never had to worry.