The manager had set January 2nd as Tu Yan's comeback date.

　　With only a few days left, Tu Yan didn't panic but felt a sense of discomfort.

　　A inexplicable restlessness almost filled every corner of his body, making him unable to sit still.

　　The manager thought he was nervous and came to have a conversation with him.

　　After chatting for a while, she realized that Tu Yan wasn't worried about his comeback at all.

　　She told him that he had lost hundreds of thousands of fans in the past six months, but he didn't seem to care, not even blinking an eye.

　　The manager pondered and guessed, 'Little Yan, are you nearing your heat period?' Tu Yan sat up straight, quickly ran through the timeline in his mind, and finally realized the crux of the problem.

　　Yes, he was indeed nearing his heat period.

　　More precisely, it was delayed by a few days.

　　'Do you need me to help you buy heat suppressants?' the manager asked him in a low voice.

　　Heat suppressants were currently the most effective solution for managing an omega's heat period, aside from physical bonding, and they had no side effects.

　　Tu Yan shook his head and replied, 'I have some at home.' 'Okay, then take care and rest these few days.' The manager knew Tu Yan's temperament and personality.

　　He had always been cold and distant, never opening up to anyone, not even the manager who had been with him since his debut.

　　Even when he inexplicably left the industry for six months, all Tu Yan told her was, 'There are important matters at home that might take up half a year of my time.

　　During this period, you can take care of other artists.' He didn't disclose any other details.

　　Initially, the manager felt a bit disappointed, but now she had gotten used to it.

　　Tu Yan came from a wealthy background, had an excellent appearance, and belonged to the genius teenage actor category.

　　He never lacked topics or filming opportunities, and as long as she could ride the wave with him, the manager would be content.

　　'If there's nothing else, I'll go ahead,' Tu Yan flipped through his schedule, double-checked the time with the manager, then put down the folder and said, 'By the way, I'll drive myself back, no need for the driver.' 'Alright, take good rest these few days.' The manager reminded him once again.

　　Tu Yan held the car key, sat in the car, and blankly stared for a while from the narrow driver's seat.

　　In the end, he chose to follow his heart and drove towards that place."

　　When he finished signing the divorce agreement, he thought he would never come back here again.

　　Who would have thought that less than a month later, he was already here for the second time.

　　The person inside must not have finished work yet.

　　The villa looked pitch black from the outside.

　　With a relieved heart, Tuyan lowered his head and walked to the door to unlock the password lock.

　　The password was still Tuyan's birthday plus their wedding anniversary.

　　Tuyan let out a sigh.

　　He walked in, first inspecting the shoe cabinet and living room.

　　There was only one pair of slippers on the soft mat by the entrance, and the sofa was neat without any traces of visitors.

　　Not bad, Tuyan raised an eyebrow.

　　He walked into the bedroom and caught a whiff of the faint woody fragrance that belonged to that person, quietly and non-dominantly lingering in his nostrils.

　　Tuyan's footsteps paused, his eyes suddenly filled with tears as memories of what had happened in this room flooded his mind.

　　But he knew that he had already put an end to everything with his own hands.

　　Any nostalgia would only bring unnecessary trouble.

　　He sniffed and attributed all his fragile emotions to the impending heat cycle.

　　He walked over to the closet, opened it, and found a smoke-gray knitted cardigan among the neatly arranged dark outerwear.

　　It was already past early autumn, and the temperature was getting lower every day.

　　Tuyan thought to himself, he probably wouldn't notice if he took this.

　　He stuffed the cardigan into his bag and after some thought, he also grabbed a basic shirt.

　　The two stolen shirts from a week ago had already turned wrinkled and damp from his sleep.

　　Tuyan found them disgusting, but he needed that person's scent desperately.

　　It was irresistible and instinctual.

　　It's not my fault, blame it on the heavens for making me an omega, Tuyan excused himself in his heart.

　　He closed the wardrobe, tidied up the scene, and prepared to leave, but inexplicably, he went into the bathroom to take a look.

　　There was only one set of toiletries for one person.

　　Tuyan didn't know what he was confirming exactly.

　　Maybe he knew, but he refused to admit it.

　　After a brief glance, he rushed out.

　　Just as he was about to reach the gate, he heard the person's footsteps.

　　Tuyan was so scared that his soul almost left him.

　　He didn't brake in time and tripped over his shoelaces at the entrance, barely holding onto the iron gate to keep from falling in a tangled mess.

　　The person approached quickly, but before they could say anything, Tuyan hid behind the low wall and shouted, "Don't come in!" His heart was still pounding when he made himself feel ashamed of his own stupidity.

　　He heard a faint sound of the password lock being pressed, and in panic, he said, "I told you not to come in! Try coming in!" There was no sense of self-awareness in his tone as a thief.

　　The person seemed to stop and took a half step back.

　　Tuyan heard the familiar sound of a metal cane tapping on the ground, and his cheeks heated up from his neck.

　　He heard the person ask, "Did you get hurt just now?" The voice was still low and gentle.

　　Tuyan honestly replied, "No." It had been nearly a month since he had seen that person.

　　Now, separated by a low wall, Tuyan unexpectedly felt a sense of unresolved emotions, as if there were so many words he wanted to say, but couldn't bring himself to speak them.

　　After a long while, long enough for Tuyan's frantically beating heart to return to normal, long enough for the vermilion sunset glow to slowly lose its color, the person suddenly spoke with a tone that seemed to carry a smile.

　　He said, "My little bunny, if you keep stealing from me, I won't have any clothes to wear."

　　Tu Yansao blushed and angrily said, "I will get revenge, do you think I care?"