EP 4 ABO DESIRE SPOILER ENG DUB 2025

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00:00Shang Xiaoyu came home late one night, around 7.43 p.m. He was actually in a pretty good mood,

00:06which for him wasn't always a given after a long night out. But that good mood just poof,

00:13vanished the second he saw Huayong's face. Huayong just looked so sad. Shang Xiaoyu's face

00:21darkened right up. You could see it. His driver, being smart, quickly found an excuse to bail,

00:27leaving Huayong all by himself to deal with a clearly annoyed Shang Xiaoyu. Huayong didn't say a

00:33word, didn't even ask a question. He just went to the kitchen and came back with a bowl of sobering

00:39soup for Shang Xiaoyu. Apparently, they always had that kind of remedy around the house, thanks to a

00:45nutritionist who knew a lot about traditional Chinese medicine. But even though this soup had

00:50licorice in it, so it shouldn't have been bitter, Shang Xiaoyu just found it overwhelmingly bitter.

00:57Almost impossible to swallow. He put the bowl down and tried to sound light, casually asking about

01:04Huayong's evening, like where he'd been, how the dinner gathering was. Huayong just stood there,

01:09looking down at him. The living room lighting was soft, so you couldn't really see his eyes clearly.

01:15But his lips were just a tight, straight line. And his expression had this coldness about it

01:20that really got to Shang Xiaoyu. Huayong simply conveyed that he'd been to a Korean restaurant,

01:26and it was okay, not very fun. His voice, naturally soft and slow, is usually something Shang Xiaoyu really

01:34likes. But this time, even with that slow pace, his words carried this incredibly heavy, oppressive

01:40feeling. It was enough to actually offend Shang Xiaoyu, and he's an S-level alpha, mind you.

01:45His scalp started tingling, his hands and feet went cold, and he felt a faint chill down his spine.

01:52Almost instinctively, Shang Xiaoyu let out just a subtle hint of his powerful pheromones.

01:58Then, Huayong indicated that he wanted to know where Shang Xiaoyu had gone, coming back so late.

02:04Shang Xiaoyu, trying to keep his pheromone concentration low, saw that Huayong didn't seem too bothered.

02:10In fact, he actually took a few steps closer, his face completely blank.

02:15Shang Xiaoyu's face darkened even more. He really hates omegas who act spoiled just because someone

02:21favors them. Honestly, if it hadn't been for Huayong, someone who perfectly suited his taste,

02:27he would have just told him to get lost. Huayong then let out a light laugh, but his expression just got

02:34colder. He mentioned a strong omega scent that he could smell right through the door, and then he

02:39directly asked if Shang Xiaoyu had been marked by an omega. And let me tell you, if you want to

02:44infuriate an S-level alpha, telling him he's been marked is the quickest way to do it. S-level alphas

02:52are like the kings of pheromones at the very top of human physiology. In modern warfare, their

03:00oppressive pheromones are practically considered biological weapons. An unarmed S-level alpha could

03:06simply use their overwhelming physiological advantage to make all lower-ranking alphas and

03:11omegas collapse to their knees. If the pheromone concentration is high enough, even someone with a

03:18gun wouldn't have the strength to pull the trigger. Under that kind of crushing pheromone oppression,

03:24lower-level enemies often can't even move their fingers. And Shang Xiaoyu is exactly that kind of alpha.

03:30So to be told he'd been marked by an omega? That was an utter humiliation.

03:37Shang Xiaoyu's expression went completely cold. He told Hoi Young in no uncertain terms to know his

03:44place and that Shang Xiaoyu's affairs were not Hoi Young's business. Hoi Young just stared at him

03:50blankly, almost like he suddenly didn't recognize the person standing there. He stood in silence for a

03:56long time, then finally just nodded, his eyes looking a bit moist. He then conveyed that Shang

04:03Xiaoyu was right, and he would go back to his room, wishing him goodnight and saying he'd see him

04:08tomorrow. But Shang Xiaoyu just instinctively grabbed his arm. This ridiculous thought suddenly popped into

04:15his head. He actually suspected Hoi Young hadn't slept at all. The skin on Hoi Young's exposed forearm,

04:22peeking out from under his robe, was ice cold. That's the kind of chill you get from sitting up and

04:28waiting all night. He had definitely been waiting for Shang Xiaoyu to come home. Shang Xiaoyu's heart

04:35softened right then and there. Thinking that omegas always needed a little coaxing, he started to offer

04:41some comfort to Hoi Young. But Shang Xiaoyu, who's usually so indifferent and rarely bothers coaxing anyone,

04:48didn't even get the chance. Hoi Young's fingers, which looked so slender and delicate, turned out to

04:55be surprisingly strong. He forcefully pried Shang Xiaoyu's fingers off his hand. The delicate but very

05:01stubborn, Hoi Young just bit his lip, didn't say another word, and quietly went back to his room.

05:07For the next few days, Hoi Young became practically invisible. He didn't show up for meals, didn't make a

05:14sound around the house, and somehow managed to avoid crossing Shang Xiaoyu's path completely.

05:21It was as if he'd turned into a ghost, one that still left warm meals on the table and the faintest

05:27trail of orchid scent in the air, but never once showed his face. Shang Xiaoyu tried to act like he

05:35didn't care. He told himself it was probably better this way. Less noise, less fuss. He could come and go

05:41as he pleased without having to deal with cold looks or passive-aggressive silences. And yet,

05:47after four straight days of this eerie, empty peace, something snapped in him. He came home late one

05:55evening to find the entire apartment dark, save for the soft light above the dining table. No sound.

06:01No Hoi Young. Just silence pressing down like a heavy fog. The air felt hollow.

06:09The moment he stepped in, something in him flared. Without even thinking, he slammed the door behind

06:15him, hard, and turned right back around. He couldn't take it anymore. This quiet treatment.

06:21This ghostly absence. He was fed up. If he doesn't want to see me, then fine, he fumed internally.

06:28Let him keep hiding. Jealous little Omega wants to play games? Let him sulk forever. I'm done.

06:35But he didn't even make it to the elevator before his phone buzzed. A message from Hoi Young.

06:41It was short and polite. Mr. Sheung, thank you very much for your care these past few days.

06:49That was enough to stop him cold. His jaw clenched. His pulse skipped.

06:55Then the next message came. I found another place to stay. Dinner is on the table. I'm moving out today.

07:03Followed by, I'll repay the money I owe on time. If nothing comes up, let's not see each other again.

07:11Sheng Xiaoyu stared at his phone like it had just insulted him to his face.

07:17Move out? See each other again? The hell did he think he was going?

07:22Three minutes later, the door he'd slammed in frustration flew open again,

07:27this time pushed by a man seething with disbelief. And there Hoi Young was,

07:33standing at the threshold with his suitcase. He wore a light sweater, the one Sheng Xiaoyu liked most on him,

07:40with the collar pulled up to half-hide his face. When he turned around and saw Sheng Xiaoyu storming back

07:47in, his eyes widened in surprise, but he said nothing. Sheng Xiaoyu's eyes dropped immediately to

07:54the suitcase in his hand. His expression darkened further. Where are you going? He demanded.

08:02Hoi Young didn't answer right away. The past few days had clearly taken their toll. He looked thinner,

08:07worn out. His grip on the suitcase handle was tight, his fingers red from strain. But he held

08:14his posture steady and politely replied that he simply wanted to thank Sheng Xiaoyu in person before

08:20leaving. Then, without waiting for a response, he started toward the door again. Sheng Xiaoyu leaned

08:26lazily against the frame, arms crossed, voice cold. What do you take this place for? A hotel? You come and

08:34go as you please? Hoi Young stopped. He turned slightly, eyes red-rimmed, but calm. The kind of

08:42calm that only comes when someone's already broken inside. Then what do you want me to do? He asked.

08:49That stopped Sheng Xiaoyu in his tracks. Because he didn't actually know the answer.

08:56What he wanted was stupidly simple. He wanted Hoi Young to be right here. To stay. To wait for him.

09:03To warm his cold nights with soft looks and even softer silences. He wanted that orchid scent in the

09:09hallway. The quiet companionship. The domestic routines he pretended to find annoying but secretly

09:16relied on. He didn't want a goodbye. He didn't want an empty apartment and ghosted dinners.

09:22He didn't want this. But Sheng Xiaoyu wasn't the kind of man to say any of that aloud.

09:29Instead, he just stood there and scowled.

09:33What do you even want? He finally spat. Not that it matters. Hoi Young blinked,

09:40like those words stung worse than expected. His expression faltered just for a second,

09:45then hardened again.

09:48Let's just stop seeing each other, he said quietly. This isn't working.

09:53Sheng Xiaoyu laughed, bitter and sharp. Why? You tired of our little game already? Found another

09:59alpha willing to mark you properly? That hit like a slap. Hoi Young's face twisted with shock.

10:06His lips parted, and for a moment he looked like he couldn't breathe.

10:10No, he said, voice breaking. It's not that. And then the tears came. Not loud or messy. Just

10:20silent, crystalline drops falling one after another, each one more painful than the last.

10:25His voice, when it returned, was barely audible.

10:28It's because I like you too much. That silenced Sheng Xiaoyu completely.

10:37Huayong sniffled quietly, wiping his cheeks. The more I like you, the uglier I become. I get jealous.

10:45I start crying over things I shouldn't. And I hate it. I hate who I am when I'm with you.

10:51Another tear slid down, trembling on his lip.

10:54So please, let's just end this now. I'll go somewhere I won't have to see you. But I'll still

11:01wish you well. Truly. He bowed his head, ready to walk again. But before he could move,

11:09Sheng Xiaoyu reached out and grabbed him, tight.

11:13Where do you think you're going? He said, his voice lower now, rough around the edges.

11:17Huayong tried to pull free. I've said what I needed to say. And I haven't agreed.

11:25The force in his voice made Huayong pause. His eyes were wide again, searching his face for something.

11:32Anything.

11:34Sheng Xiaoyu inhaled sharply, trying to ground himself. His tone dropped, softer, less combative.

11:40It's cold outside. Come back in. Once the door shut behind them, Sheng Xiaoyu felt a strange wave of

11:49relief wash over him, like he'd just caught something that was slipping through his fingers.

11:55Huayong didn't say a word. He quietly rolled his suitcase to a corner, then walked to the kitchen

12:01island and sat on one of the high stools. He kept his head low, the collar of his sweater still pulled

12:07up, chin tucked down. He looked small, fragile, and tired. Sheng Xiaoyu watched him for a moment,

12:14then walked over without a word. He poured a cup of warm water and set it in front of Huayong.

12:20Huayong whispered a quiet, thank you, without lifting his gaze. His fingers curled around the cup,

12:26and the steam blurred the edges of his face. For a few seconds, neither of them spoke. And Sheng Xiaoyu

12:32suddenly realized something. He missed the way Huayong used to look at him. That soft,

12:37slow gaze paired with a quiet smile. The way his voice used to sound when he said,

12:42you're home. It hadn't even been that long, but it already felt like a lifetime ago. He wanted that

12:48again. Even now, Huayong looked like he was trying to keep a dignified distance. After crying and

12:55breaking down just minutes earlier, he was clearly embarrassed. His eyes stayed fixed on the water,

13:01like he couldn't bear to meet Sheng Xiaoyu's gaze again. But the tenderness, his tenderness,

13:06was still there. And Sheng Xiaoyu felt his heart soften. The way he did whenever Huayong got like

13:12this. Vulnerable, but too proud to say a word. That soft, orchid scent still lingered faintly in the

13:19air, wrapping around them like a memory. He thought to himself, next time, maybe after messing around

13:25outside, he should at least shower before coming home. If Huayong found out again, he might cry like

13:32that all over again. But the truth was, there wasn't much left to say. Sheng Xiaoyu's earlier promise,

13:39we'll talk slowly, was just an excuse to keep Huayong from leaving. Because deep down, he knew he

13:45couldn't give him anything permanent. Not a promise, not a mark, not the kind of future Huayong quietly

13:52craved. And he couldn't lie about it either. He wasn't that kind of man. Sheng Xiaoyu was indulgent

13:58when he wanted to be, soft when it suited him, but never reliable, never committed. He could pluck

14:05stars from the sky one night and forget your name the next. He was charming, spoiled, and dangerously

14:11inconsistent. Yet somehow, he still couldn't bear the thought of letting Huayong go. Because Huayong made

14:18things better. Even when he was upset or sulking. Even when they fought. Even when things got ugly,

14:25he was still the one who turned Sheng Xiaoyu's house into something that resembled a home. And that

14:30was something Sheng Xiaoyu didn't know how to replace. Huayong sat on the tall kitchen stool, silent,

14:37shoulders hunched slightly, as he cradled the cup of warm water Sheng Xiaoyu had given him.

14:43His eyes never left the rim of the mug. The rising steam softened the tension in his face.

14:49But he still wouldn't look up. Sheng Xiaoyu stood nearby, watching him, unsure of what to say.

14:57The silence between them wasn't awkward. It was heavy, thick with all the things they couldn't say.

15:04And yet, Sheng Xiaoyu found himself aching to break it. He couldn't help but notice the pink tinge on

15:11the tip of Huayong's nose. The barely there puffiness around his eyes. Huayong looked

15:16fragile. Like something left out in the cold too long.

15:21For the first time in a long time, Sheng Xiaoyu didn't feel powerful or in control. He felt guilty.

15:29And that unfamiliar emotion annoyed him. He had the urge to say something kind. To reassure.

15:35Maybe even to apologize. But those words got stuck in his throat. He'd never had to speak them before.

15:43So instead, he just stared. Replaying Huayong's trembling confession in his mind.

15:49Because I like you too much. That wasn't how things were supposed to go.

15:54Huayong should have been easier to handle. He should have cried, sulked, and then clung to him

15:59again like others did. That's how it always went. But instead, he'd calmly packed a suitcase and walked

16:06to the door, heart breaking quietly. And now, even though Sheng Xiaoyu had brought him back inside,

16:13nothing had been fixed. Huayong didn't speak, didn't demand comfort. His hands stayed wrapped

16:21around the mug, soaking in the warmth. Even then, Sheng Xiaoyu could tell. He was pulling away.

16:29He suddenly missed the way Huayong used to greet him at the door with a soft smile.

16:33The way he'd hum in the kitchen while preparing dinner. The way his soft voice would ask,

16:39Did you eat yet? Like it mattered more than anything else.

16:43How had all of that turned into this icy, standoffish silence?

16:47Maybe it was his fault. Maybe it always had been. Still, even now, when Huayong sat there like a

16:55picture of restraint and sadness, Sheng Xiaoyu wanted him to stay. Not forever. He couldn't promise

17:03forever. Not with who he was. But for now. Tonight. And maybe tomorrow, too. He wanted to be able to come

17:11home and find Huayong here. Wanted the quiet presence, the warmth, the soft hums, and the

17:17scent of orchids lingering in the hallway. He wasn't ready to give that up. Not yet.

17:24Sheng Xiaoyu finally stepped closer, resting his palm on the edge of the island.

17:29His voice, when it came, was lower now, almost hesitant.

17:33Are you still cold? Huayong blinked slowly, startled by the question. He shook his head once. A small,

17:44automatic gesture. But he still wouldn't look up. Sheng Xiaoyu exhaled and leaned in slightly.

17:53I didn't mean for things to turn out like this. That caught Huayong's attention. His gaze lifted,

18:06slowly, cautiously, and met Sheng Xiaoyu's. There was no hope in his expression, just quiet disbelief,

18:16like he didn't quite trust what he was hearing. You don't have to say anything just because I cried,

18:26Huayong said softly. I'm not, Sheng Xiaoyu replied, then paused. Well, maybe I am. I don't know. I just

18:39know I don't want you to go. Those last few words came out raw, more vulnerable than Sheng Xiaoyu intended.

18:49Huayong's eyes widened slightly. It was clear he hadn't expected to hear that. Not from him.

18:56I can't promise you a mark, Sheng Xiaoyu admitted, tone flat but honest. I can't promise I'll change

19:07overnight, or that I'll suddenly be someone better. But I'm not ready to lose you. Not like this.

19:17There it was. That tiny spark in Huayong's eyes, barely visible through the exhaustion and hurt.

19:25But it flickered. A soft, pained glimmer of something that might still be love.

19:32I never asked you to change, Huayong whispered. I just wanted to matter.

19:41Sheng Xiaoyu closed his eyes for a brief moment, those words hitting deeper than anything else tonight.

19:47You do, he said, voice firm now. You do matter. That's why I came back.

19:56The silence that followed wasn't tense. It was quiet in a way that felt full,

20:02like something real had just been said for the first time.

20:05Huayong slowly set the mug down and stood up. His fingers fidgeted slightly, but he didn't move away

20:13when Sheng Xiaoyu stepped in closer. They stood there, just breathing the same air.

20:18Sheng Xiaoyu hesitated, then gently reached for Huayong's hand.

20:24This time, Huayong didn't pull away. There were still so many things they hadn't figured out.

20:32No promises, no perfect ending. But in that moment, something had shifted.

20:37They were no longer standing on opposite sides of goodbye.

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