I set you up on a blind date, and you've managed to overcome all the weirdness?

Lin Yan was unable to move. These blood vessels were extremely taut. If the senior sister had the slightest thought, she could easily cut Lin Yan into hundreds of pieces of minced meat.

That's just bizarre; it's not nearly as endearing as the timid Su Hong.

In Weirdos's view, Lin Yan, the man who vowed to protect her but could only watch helplessly as she was assimilated, was also a liar!

"Since you can't save me, then you can stay here and keep me company."

A boning knife materialized out of thin air in the senior student's hand.

Looking at the material and the shape, Lin Yan had a strong sense of déjà vu. How come it looks like it was made with Chen Qing's bone blade?

Her movements were slow yet deadly, the tip of the knife pressed against Lin Yan's heart.

It's roughly between the scissors and the ripples.

"Let me rip your heart out, I want to see it clearly, whether it's red, or like them... all black."

The blade pierced the fabric and gently embedded itself in the skin, a few drops of blood flowing out from the groove.

Lin Yan lay on the cold rooftop floor, bound like a rice dumpling by blood threads.

Faced with this potentially fatal question, and a knife pressed against his chest.

Lin Yan neither screamed for help nor struggled frantically, nor did he even mentally call for the system or a narrator.

He simply lay there calmly, as if he had completely given up resisting.

then.

He did something that made all normal people think he was crazy.

Instead of dodging, Lin Yan took the initiative to face the blade and straightened his chest!

With a hiss, the knife tip penetrated another half inch, and more blood gushed out, staining his clothes red.

The senior student's hand holding the knife froze.

For the first time in her thirty years as a freak, she encountered a living person who, with a knife pressed against his heart, neither begged for mercy nor showed fear, but instead offered himself up for dissection.

"What...are you doing?"

The senior student was a little confused. Not only did she pull the knife back a little, but the bloodstains wrapped around Lin Yan's neck also loosened involuntarily.

"Thirty years ago, I was indeed too late."

Lin Yan ignored the wound on his chest. He looked directly into his senior's eyes, his voice calm and gentle, without a trace of excuse.

"It's a fact that I couldn't get you out of that basement."

"If you think I'm a liar, if you think my heart is black."

Lin Yan relaxed and closed her eyes, letting out a relieved chuckle.

"Su Hong, then dig it out now and take a good look at it."

"I won't even flinch if it helps you vent your anger."

The night wind blew across the rooftop, lifting the blood-red hem of the senior's skirt.

If Chu Chu were there, she would definitely advise her senior, "This kind of man is unreasonable. You can't win against him. Don't resist, sister."

Lin Yan's actions of only attacking and not defending demonstrate his willingness to open his heart to the other party in various ways.

For poor Su Hong...

Its destructive power is comparable to a teenage boy encountering a docile female senior.

The senior student's hand holding the knife began to tremble violently.

The resentment and madness that almost overflowed from her bloodshot eyes were like an iron fist hitting cotton.

I was instantly overwhelmed by this domineering yet unreserved tenderness.

He didn't lie to me...

He risked his life and abandoned all precautions just to prove to me that he wasn't lying to me!

"you……"

The senior student's voice began to tremble, with a hint of sobbing.

Just when the senior's psychological defenses were about to crumble fatally, and she was even on the verge of losing her killing intent.

The opportunity is right in front of you!

"Slap!"

Lin Yan moved his left hand with difficulty.

A small ball of water rolled out of his pocket and landed on the ground.

Inside the bottle, a foul-smelling, remnant soul was wailing silently.

That's Chen Qing, the culprit who orchestrated the massacre thirty years ago and drove Su Hong to her death!

"But I promised you that as long as I'm in this building, you'll be the only one who can write your name."

Lin Yan opened his eyes, looked at the stunned senior, and smiled:

"Although I may be glib and talkative, I always keep my promises to you."

"Thirty years later, I have brought you the soul of that beast who betrayed and deceived you back then."

"What you do with him is up to you. Whether you grind his bones to dust or make him wish he were dead, it's all up to you."

"This is the gift I prepared for you... thirty years late. Are you satisfied?"

If Chu Chu were here right now, she would definitely be pointing her finger at her senior and yelling at her.

"Don't let this scumbag fool you! You silly woman!"

"That's fake! Can't you tell it's made from remnants of your own spacetime illusion?!"

"Once the moisture dissipates, that remnant soul will disappear!"

Yes, this is not Chen Qing's remnant soul at all.

The culprit from thirty years ago is long gone, nowhere to be found.

In that space-time constructed by the senior's obsession, everything was just a vivid dream.

But Lin Yan is gambling.

He's betting on his senior's current state, that she can't distinguish between reality and obsession!

After all, her so-called obsession was built up over her entire life.

For a freak obsessed with his own obsession, the truth is irrelevant.

The important thing is.

He did it.

In this hell where everyone just stands by indifferently, or even kicks someone when they're down, there is one person who is willing to rush into that boiler room covered in blood.

Bring the soul of the culprit who ruined her to her side and tell her, "I have avenged you."

That's enough!

The senior looked at Chen Qing, who was struggling in pain in the water, and at the man in front of her, who was covered in blood and was willing to offer his heart to her knife for this gift.

With a clang, the dagger flew from his hand and fell to the ground.

The blood lines binding Lin Yan turned into red light in an instant and disappeared into the night.

[Ding! The system has detected a strong emotional resonance]

[The red-clad senior's inner defenses crumble!]

[Affection level has exceeded the threshold!]

Current favorability rating: 99

It did not reach 100 points.

Lin Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

This was the result of his deliberate control.

If he really maxed out his senior's affection level, he would find it hard to resist the temptation of forming a bond with her at any time.

When he gets home and Saya finds out, the scene will be a hundred times more terrifying than before.

The ultimate master of balancing things is to constantly flirt with the edge of "just one step away from marriage".

However, he clearly underestimated how clingy a yandere can be after her obsession dissipates.

The senior student ignored the water droplets on the ground; she wasn't stupid, she just chose to believe it.

Like an ordinary girl who had suffered countless grievances, she finally found a safe haven and threw herself into Lin Yan's arms.

She hugged him tightly, buried her head in his shoulder, and cried like a child, completely losing her composure.

"Waaaaah... Liar... You're a big liar..."

The senior student cried and pounded on Lin Yan's shoulder, her tears and snot smearing all over his neck.

"Why didn't you come sooner... I've waited for you for thirty years... It hurts so much... It really hurts so much..."

Lin Yan felt the body in his arms and sighed softly.

He patted her back gently, as if comforting a wounded kitten.

"It's alright now. From now on, no one will be able to bully you anymore."