On the Downfall of a Deeply Affectionate A

Di Zhe was an Alpha, the kind of Alpha with broad shoulders, a broad chest, long legs and the sort of striking good looks that made people turn their heads. In their second year of high school, a transfer student arrived in the class. His name was Shen Yandong. He was a Beta, aloof, distant and cold in temperament yet refined and elegant, like jade and orchids growing quietly in a secluded valley. The very first moment Di Zhe saw Shen Yandong, he fell straight into it. Completely and utterly. After that, he launched an aggressive and relentless campaign of pursuit. Or, to be more precise, a shameless campaign of licking boots. His brothers watched him grovel so hard that they could barely stand to look at it. Again and again they tried to persuade him. “Big brother, stop licking already. Don’t you know the saying? A simp is a simp, lick long enough and in the end you’ll be left with absolutely nothing!” Di Zhe stubbornly refused to admit it. “I’m not a simp,” he insisted. “I’m deeply devoted and quietly enduring, get it? Deeply devoted and quietly enduring, that kind of top is very popular these days!” And so he kept at it. For two entire years.