Chapter 21 Still a Yandere
Chapter 21 Still a Yandere
"Let's talk this out, Luo Xiao. Stop tearing my clothes! The master said we should be like water, my friend!"
"I can't understand it, I'm not good at studying, I only understand the words 'be' and 'water'."
"......"
Lu Zhaoye crossed his arms and was terrified by Luo Xiao's tone that sounded like she wanted to devour him.
He clutched his collar desperately, utterly helpless, never expecting that she was actually hiding in his house.
This is too hasty. We should talk about values first, and then talk about our personal lives and families.
"I beg you, Luo Xiao, please let me go. I'll do whatever you say."
Lu Zhaoye was lifted up by Luo Xiao and pinned against the door, their bodies pressed tightly together.
"Tell me, where did you go tonight? Did you go to see Wen Ningning again?"
Luo Xiao's eyes were cold as she moved her face closer.
"Didn't you break off all ties with Wen Ningning?!"
Old Dirty Turtle, your version updates are way too slow!
I'm already shaped like Sunny Baby, and you're still stuck there like Makka Pakka.
Not redeemable!
Lu Zhaoye frowned, noticing the loophole in Luo Xiao's words. Taking advantage of her unpreparedness, he launched a full-scale attack.
"How did you know that Wen Ningning and I had a falling out?"
Lu Zhaoye immediately dropped his guilty smile and said with a face full of indignation,
"Oh, Luo Xiao, you actually stalked me!"
How about turning the tables on them?
Luo Xiao's face remained expressionless; instead, she spoke calmly.
"Yeah, I was spying on you, so what?"
Lu Zhaoye raised an eyebrow.
You rascal, instead of running away, you're walking towards me?
Ah, this farce should end now.
"I was wrong, baby. I shouldn't have avoided you, but I really didn't go to see Wen Ningning last night."
Lu Zhaoye chickened out; he couldn't beat Luo Xiao, so he laid his cards on the table.
"I was sleeping in the classroom during dinner time and didn't eat because I was too hungry."
So as soon as evening self-study ended, I went off-campus with Fatty and the others for a late-night snack.
Lu Zhaoye crossed his arms in front of him, staring straight at Luo Xiao, looking utterly honest and unassuming.
"Are you sure? You're dead if you're lying to me!"
Luo Xiao said angrily, her lips almost sticking out to the sky.
He seemed genuinely wronged, so Lu Zhaoye didn't dare to speak and simply nodded.
Lu Zhaoye said on Saturday that he would no longer like Wen Ningning, and Luo Xiao was still skeptical.
But today, Xiao Zifang said that he confronted Wen Ningning in English class. After hearing this, she completely believed him and was overjoyed. She even lost focus in her favorite Chinese class.
After school in the evening, she would run to Lu Zhaoye's classroom to find him as soon as get out of class ended.
Unexpectedly, Lu Zhaoye had already left, and she noticed that Wen Ningning had also left, which made Luo Xiao panic.
When Luo Xiao returned home, no one was there, which further convinced her that Lu Zhaoye had gone to see Wen Ningning.
Feeling disheartened and with a tightness in her chest, Luo Xiao felt like she couldn't breathe.
She pulled out the last of Ono's house keys, which she had treasured for a long time.
I went inside, got into his bed, and smelled his scent... only then did I feel relieved.
"Um... if you don't believe me, put me down first. There are still some leftovers from my late-night snack in my bag."
Lu Zhaoye said softly, trying to save himself.
Luo Xiao stared straight at him, her eyes filled with a myriad of emotions, as if she had activated her Sharingan.
Coming to her senses, Luo Xiao felt a little better.
Looking at this deadbeat's honest face, maybe I really did misunderstand.
She put Lu Zhaoye down from the wall, but her body was still blocking his way.
"Give me."
Baby, your seldom-saying nature really makes you seem like a devil. No wonder your underlings are so afraid of you.
Lu Zhaoye put down his schoolbag and was about to unzip it when Luo Xiao suddenly grabbed it.
"Where's the residue?"
Luo Xiao pulled out several very clean exercise books.
He then pulled out a smelly garbage bag and a flashlight, frowning as he asked,
"Why is there a flashlight?"
Lu Zhaoye chuckled sheepishly and scratched his head.
"Um, the trash bag you're holding is food scraps. I finished eating a roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) and couldn't find a trash can, so I put it in my backpack. I guess it counts as... food scraps."
Luo Xiao opened the torn packaging bag and looked at it. She could still vaguely see the logo of the roujiamo (Chinese hamburger). She smelled it and found that there was no problem.
Then he picked up the flashlight again and moved closer to Lu Zhaoye.
"What's this for?"
Lu Zhaoye broke out in a cold sweat; his childhood sweetheart looked like she was about to torture him.
Could she really be a yandere? She's getting a bit dark, baby.
I wonder what it feels like to be handcuffed and locked in a dark room.
I don't think I have any GPS or cameras on me.
Lu Zhaoye dared not think any further. He had already said that being liked by a yandere was an accident!
"You know, I've been afraid of the dark since I was a child."
Let's start by talking about our childhood, that's right.
"Don't you remember? You've been with me since we were little."
It's right to abandon the "big brother" persona, admit mistakes obediently, and turn defense into offense.
"Luo Xiao, have you forgotten that my parents didn't really care about me when I was little? That's why I'm afraid of the dark and ghosts. I bring a flashlight because the streetlights in our neighborhood are... a bit dim."
Using one's family background to gain sympathy—that's a valid tactic!
"I know, that's why I walk with you almost every day. Otherwise, do you think... I like you?"
Luo Xiao blushed and said something hesitantly.
Expressing true feelings and telling the truth is wrong, terribly wrong!
Lu Zhaoye decided to use his ultimate move, because you forced him to, and of course, it was also to survive.
Men, you know, can bend and stretch, I understand.
"Oh dear, I was just really hungry today, that's why I didn't wait for you. You misunderstood me, please forgive me."
After saying that, she blinked her eyes, trying to squeeze out a few tears.
Being coquettish isn't just for girls; our soft and crispy little fried dough sticks can do it too.
A man's tears are a woman's stimulant.
Upon hearing this, Luo Xiao immediately softened and burst out laughing.
"Hmph, you're so glib, but you have to wait for me to go home together tomorrow, and you can't run away again."
Luo Xiao stepped aside and put the books back into her schoolbag.
Lu Zhaoye paused for a moment, then exclaimed, "Damn, how did we end up bumping into each other? I have to escort Xu Ziqing tomorrow."
"Um?"
When faced with a difficult question, you fall silent again.
"No problem, that's not necessary."
Just kidding. When it comes to survival, you can answer any difficult question.
Lu Zhaoye forced a smile, deciding it would be better to calm Luo Xiao down first.
Otherwise, if the passive effect triggers and you draw the guaranteed drop, you'll be in real trouble if you use a refining skill on yourself.
"Oh yeah, do you want something to eat? I'm not full yet."
Lu Zhaoye decided to win over Luo Xiao's stomach first, "Even if you say your brother will cook for you."
Luo Xiao, wearing loose pink pajamas, ran to the sofa and lay down, reverting to her obedient self.
Lu Zhaoye took off his shoes and glanced at them.
All that was seen was a sudden flash of holy light.
My childhood friend has really grown up. She's not even wearing underwear anymore, and you can't even hold her hand with one hand anymore.
"But I don't want instant noodles anymore. Ono, can you make me fried rice? Hey, why are you drooling?"
Luo Xiao propped herself up and got up, completely unaware of the spring scenery being revealed.
Lu Zhaoye took a serious look, then turned away with a blush on his face.
He wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth and said with a smile,
"Haha, I'm so hungry, I'm thinking about something delicious."
It really is fragrant ham fried rice, I want to eat it.
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