Bengtie: My death fueled their madness.

At this moment, Ruan Mei's hair was loose, with a little moisture remaining at the ends.

Her face was free of makeup, giving her a fresh and clean look; her skin was fair and rosy, and her skin was so delicate it seemed to break at a touch.

She changed into loose-fitting loungewear, which made her look less dignified and more gentle and intellectual.

No one could have guessed or imagined what Ruan Mei had done by herself a few minutes earlier.

"What's your reason for taking a bath in my house?" Black Tower asked directly.

"I accidentally splashed water on the shower and got myself wet," Ruan Mei replied calmly.

Black Tower nearly choked.

How could that thing be accidentally scratched where it was hanging?

Even touring the entire restroom wouldn't be necessary, would it?

Ruan Mei had no intention of continuing, nor was it possible for her to.

What did you say?

They say they use their own bodies to modify the knife inside, that they dissolve substances in the blood inside, and erase all traces?

Or is it that you're hiding your inner pain in your own way?

If only the Black Tower were here, she could confess her past and present lives to Qi Zhimu.

But with Qi Zhimu around, she could only keep everything bottled up inside.

even--

Even if Qi Zhimu were the only one there, he could withstand the risks and follow his heart's impulse to confess everything.

But if both people are present, saying it will only increase suspicion and distrust, and will not have any positive effect.

Suddenly telling someone, "Your lover was my student in a past life. We did everything except get married and have children."

Ruan Mei had no doubt that these words would definitely earn her two stares, as if she were looking at a lunatic.

Make up any vague or flimsy excuse, and at least the two people in front of you will most likely not care.

This is true.

Qi Zhimu thought the pickled soybean cake was almost ready and returned to the kitchen.

"Ms. Ruan Mei, Xiao Ta, you may come in and take your seats."

"No rush, you go ahead with your work~" Black Tower said with a smile.

The two women watched Qi Zhimu's figure disappear at the same time, and then looked away at the same time.

"Where are your dolls?" Ruan Mei asked abruptly.

"Why are you asking this?" Black Tower asked, puzzled.

"If you love him so much, why not let the doll help him with his daily life?"

The genius who asked this question didn't even question himself.

She seemed to have forgotten that she had taken for granted the decades-long, meticulous care from her students.

However, Ruan Mei's transformation was not entirely without clues, given that her mental state had long been unstable.

"Ruan Mei, Ruan Mei, you have been immersed in academic research and experiments for thousands of years, which has almost exhausted your human emotions."

Hei Ta looked at her with some pity, and his words were anything but tactful.

Driven by a determination to save Qi Zhimu, she squeezed every last drop of time and made the most of every opportunity to work towards that goal, never forgetting the importance of balancing work and rest.

Although the main body does not come into contact with outsiders, it will at least maintain necessary interpersonal communication through dolls.

Ruan Mei lived a completely reclusive life; to exaggerate a bit, over the past thousand years, no more than ten people have spoken to her.

She doesn't deny that Ruan Mei is a genius among geniuses, and even admires her, but that doesn't mean that the two personalities are compatible.

The reasons why they don't get along are as described above.

Dealing with Ruan Mei is more difficult than dealing with intelligent machines.

"Zhi Mu takes care of me, not so much because it's a habit he's had since childhood, but because he's a gentle person at heart."

"Doing these things for his loved one and taking care of his daily life makes him feel happy and fulfilled."

"This is one of the most obvious signs that Zhi Mu loves me, so why should I stop her?"

At this point, Heita looked at Ruan Mei as if she were a caveman.

"He's so good to me, so I'll be good to him in other ways. If we avoid each other's areas of expertise, we can complement each other."

"He takes care of me during the day and calls me Xiao Ta. At night, I take care of him, and Xiao Ta calls me that himself."

"That's the description, you get the idea. Basically, I'm more proactive, and that's one aspect of my daily life."

"As for other things, as long as he wants them and doesn't hide them from me, I'll give him whatever he wants."

"It's not that I'm unwilling to make sacrifices and enjoy life; it's just that my husband is capable and can solve many problems on his own without me having to step in."

Ruan Mei's breath hitched: "But he's not..."

"Who says only those who stand on a high platform, receiving countless cheers and praises, are heroes?"

Hei Ta knew what Ruan Mei was going to say as soon as he heard it, and interrupted her with a sneer.

"Correspondingly, who says that only becoming a genius counts as being great? Without him, I wouldn't be who I am today."

"..."

Ruan Mei remained silent.

What she was about to say wasn't what Black Tower was thinking, but... it didn't matter anymore.

The countless bloody cuts the knife left on his body were nothing compared to the pain inflicted by Black Tower's words.

If she could, she would wish someone could strangle her to death.

Black Tower said that everything he said had nothing to do with outsiders, but every word was a barb.

It can easily pierce the skin, target the heart and brain, and unleash unbearable destructive power.

yes……

Ah Mu is a gentle person at heart.

Taking care of a teacher's daily life is not just about gratitude, but also about liking the teacher and doing it.

Perhaps the initial liking did not involve love, but was simply the liking between teacher and student.

But who could have imagined that after that period of time, the teacher, under the influence of alcohol, would cross the line and transform the boy's liking into love?

The change in this relationship cannot be blamed on Amu; it can only be blamed on her.

After completing the renovation, they ruthlessly destroyed it completely.

After curing Amu's illness, how many more times can you be kind to him?

Ha... He could have counted with two hands, but the serious consequences of the destruction would have haunted him for the rest of his life.

There's no such thing as complementarity here; it's just one-sided harm from the teacher to the student.

But, but... all of these things could have been avoided...

Ruan Mei's face and the corners of her mouth trembled almost imperceptibly as she suppressed the surging emotions within her.

Having silently compared herself to the Black Tower, Ruan Mei felt numb inside.

What can she use to compete with the Black Tower?

In terms of achievements, everyone is a genius, and there is no argument that a club without seniority is necessarily better.

In terms of beauty, Black Tower is no less beautiful than herself.

In terms of physique... with her help, Black Tower now has no weaknesses.

As for personality... Hei Ta, who is sharp-tongued and flamboyant to outsiders but reserved his true feelings and tenderness for Qi Zhimu, is far superior to her.

On companionship...

Ruan Mei considered almost every possible comparison, but couldn't find any advantage she could claim.

She was completely bewildered and at a loss.

Hei Ta was used to Ruan Mei's frequent sudden silences and didn't take it seriously at all, nor did he bother to guess what she was thinking.

Seeing that it was almost time, he got up first.

"Let's go have dinner, I'm starving."

"...Didn't the company provide you with meals?"

"Yes, but that doesn't stop me from going hungry for three days," Black Tower said meaningfully.

You need to eat your fill first so you have the energy to eat your fill later, right...?

Ruan Mei: "..."