The Improper Strategy of Yandere

In fact, Ye Tang thought of Xiao C, the shy girl who persisted in writing love letters and sending gifts anonymously. After she wrote a reply once, she never did such a stupid thing again.

And there was Zheng Fujin, the indifferent music teacher. Although she didn't say anything, He Xiaoge's private practice class was greatly reduced after she asked him out to chat for a day.

"so--"

A hint of pity flashed in He Xiao's eyes, and he stared at Ye Tangxin's confused eyes with heartache.

"Each of them has their own persistence, self-respect and self-love. No matter how much they love me, they have never thought of interfering in our relationship. They will not threaten me with tears and lives like you do."

"Ye Tangxin, you can see through people's hearts. I don't believe you will misjudge their personalities. I have never betrayed you. Ye Tangxin, you are so sensitive. You are just doubting yourself!"

"You keep saying that they are bad women who have been seducing me and are the fuse that destroyed your happy life."

"But if I fall in love with any of them... you're the bad woman who will do anything to seduce me! You're just making hasty assumptions about them with your own ideas!"

He Xiao said firmly: "Ye Tangxin, you are a pitiful woman, because you have neither bones nor soul, and there is only insatiable greed in your heart."

"You are not afraid that they will snatch me away, but you are afraid that I will discover your weakness and emptiness..." The boy's voice suddenly paused.

With a hint of surprise, he looked at the thin but beautiful girl in front of him, as if he had just met her for the first time, and murmured, "You are actually jealous of them..."

Just these few words made the weak girl, who was struggling with her arms tied, tremble suddenly.

The secret locked in her heart was revealed, and this smart, healthy-limbed talented girl felt like being poured with cold water in the dead of winter. She shivered all over and felt like she was falling into an icy cave.

"No! It's not like that! I didn't!" Ye Tangxin screamed like crazy, covering her ears with tears streaming down her face. She lowered her head desperately and tried to bite off He Xiao's clothes with her mouth, crying and whimpering.

"Brother He Xiao—Brother He Xiao! Let's do it here! Please! Do it now! Xinxin wants you to do it! Xinxin wants you! Make me pass out! It feels so good—please kill Xinxin!"

She cried so hard that her throat was almost torn apart. Ye Tang felt that He Xiao would not give her what she wanted, so she bit his shoulder with a desperate whine, and the thin short-sleeve mixed with a little blood and flesh got mixed into her mouth.

As she cried painfully, her delicate body trembled, and a stream of hot and fishy liquid burst out from under her skirt, splashing all over He Xiao's legs, emitting a fresh and musky smell. She almost fainted because of her self-hypnosis, her eyes rolled back.

This was her way of escaping from her true self. Since the truth was so cruel, she might as well do it, until she couldn't breathe or think, and dragged her lover along to sink into instinctive anesthesia and get a moment of peace.

He Xiao endured the severe pain in his shoulder, looked at her rolled eyes and yelled: "Go die! If you die, I will find a girl who looks like you to accompany me!"

These words were like a panacea. How could a yandere listen to this? The girl was startled. Her unfocused eyes slowly narrowed as she stared at the boy who was so close to her. Suddenly, she started coughing loudly.

After two or three mournful cries, Tan coughed up two mouthfuls of muddy blood. He collapsed in his arms like a rag doll, mumbling in a hoarse voice: "Brother He Xiao... I know I'm not good, but please don't abandon me..."

"I can still be saved. Can you take care of me? Tie my hands and feet, block my mouth, and lock me up at home. I will never go out again. Don't give up on me..."

Ye Tangxin had never been so panicked before. Even if Ye Jingming hit her, she would just remain silent. But when the young man revealed her secret with just a few words, she almost begged for mercy.

Chapter 174 Envy them

Big sister Xi Nanfeng has a habit, which is that she likes long skirts, the kind that reach the ankles. She likes to wear them regardless of the weather, because she wants to cover up her amazingly beautiful long legs.

Everyone wants to hide their flaws.

Apple never thought of herself as a disabled person, she only said that she was stupid. Pear didn't say it, but she was determined to graduate from junior high school.

Ye Tangxin is no exception, she also has flaws that she wants to cover up, but her flaws are not physical or intellectual.

Fourteen years ago, she was born in Fuqiu. At that time, the new urban area was still a large construction site, the old urban area was not that bad, and Ye Jingming and Zhao Lixia were still a pair of qualified parents.

I have been very smart since I was a child, and I can still remember things that happened a long time ago very clearly. The change happened after Ye Jingming lost his job.

The man stayed at home, anxiously preparing his resume and sending them out one by one, but never received a reply. He began to become irritable and would scold his mother at the slightest dissatisfaction.

Ye Tangxin learned what it means to be cautious.

He was like a big wolfhound kept in the hardware street of the old city. The rusty red chain tied to his thick neck was thin, and no one knew when he would suddenly break free and bite someone.

Ye Tang walked back home with the big wolf dog lying lazily on the ground, and found his mother with a red slap mark on her face, sitting at the head of the bed in the bedroom sobbing.

The big dog started to bite people. Ye Tangxin dropped her schoolbag and walked over. Before she could say anything, her mother hugged her and cried. The girl whispered, "Do you want to apply medicine?"

The medicine was soon running out. Ye Tangxin picked up the broken pieces of porcelain bowl on the ground and accidentally cut her hand. Bright red blood dripped onto the ground, but the family had run out of Band-Aids.

"Buy more." Zhao Lixia counted out a few small-denomination bills and handed them to her daughter, admonishing her, "Your father is just a little impatient. He has no choice. Don't be angry with him..."

People don't get angry with dogs, Ye Tang thought to herself. Cursing her father in her heart gave her a sense of self-comforting pride.

When I went downstairs, I saw my neighbors upstairs—a brother and sister? Or a mother and son? They were struggling to hold each other and slowly moving upstairs.

They were obviously very tired, but they were still encouraging each other... Ye Tangxin snorted coldly, they made way for the narrow corridor, and she took two steps at a time and jumped down to buy medicine.

This was not the first time she had seen such a scene. The girl had a good memory and in a trance she saw that the boy had grown from being about the same height as herself when he first moved in to being much taller than her.

It seems to be called He Xiao, right? Ye Tangxin wrapped the bandage around her finger and thought a little depressedly. She had asked about the situation of the strange neighbors.

They were adopted, the boy had lost his parents, and the woman was paralyzed - this family was much worse than their own, but why were they so happy?

The houses in the old city had poor sound insulation, and she could often hear laughter and chatter from upstairs when she was in her room or on the balcony.

Don’t they feel bitter? Don’t they have any conflicts? Before Ye Tangxin took off the band-aid on her finger and thought about the problem clearly, Ye Jingming hit his mother in front of her for the first time.

It turned out that it was because of drinking, otherwise he wouldn't be so crazy in front of his daughter. Ye Tangxin was cleaning the cans on the ground. The cheap beer flowing out of them was a bit pungent.

"Ye Tangxin, did your dad get drunk and beat your mom again?" A kid of the same age in the neighborhood laughed and said, "Tell him to drink less!"

"If I don't tell him, he won't listen to me."

Ye Tang lied with a dull face. She had actually tried to persuade him, and Ye Jingming had assured her. However, when he listened to her advice again after getting drunk at night, he would roar like a baboon and tell her to get out.

She no longer liked making friends. Her peers in the neighborhood all talked about Ye Jingming's drunken behavior and secretly ridiculed her.

Except for He Xiao - she seldom saw him. Ye Tangxin liked to play outside away from home, but she seldom saw He Xiao coming downstairs to play. Most of the time he stayed at home and seldom communicated with others.

He would only go downstairs when two girls came to play with him, but those sisters were a little stupid and there were always other kids who liked to play tricks on them.

But He Xiao would always come with a stern face to chase people away, and if you go against him you will get beaten - if he was her friend, would he also help her?

Ye Tangxin slowly figured out the time when he would go out for school, and deliberately watched him from a distance.

She also learned to listen to the sounds upstairs. The two sisters would chatter about wanting to go out and play with him, and she would sneak up to watch them play.

The little girl in the pair of sisters wanted to play with the wolf-dog, and the big dog really broke free from the chain. Ye Tangxin was so scared that she almost screamed, but He Xiao held the big dog's nose and said, "Sit down."

The big dog with a mouth full of fangs whimpered and sat down. In fact, it was not fierce at all. As long as people had the courage, it would not dare to move. It would only bark fiercely when people were afraid of it.

Ye Tangxin also bravely wrote a letter to her father, advising him not to drink, not to hit people, and to find a job to share the pressure on her mother.

The letter was torn up. Ye Jingming was much more ferocious than a big wolfdog. He smashed a lot of things and cursed at her, making her kneel on the floor for a long time. After he fell asleep, the girl was helped up by Zhao Lixia.

During the most boring days, she had to lock herself in the room, daydreaming about all sorts of things. The moment she looked forward to most every day was when the boy on the third floor would start practicing the piano.

Ding ding dong dong, each piece of music sounded awkward at first, but she could play it fluently after two days at most. Hearing it sometimes gave her the illusion of pride.

An illusion is just an illusion. When you open the door, you'll see a messy home outside.

The floor was covered with gray shoe prints. Ye Jingming liked to go out for a drink and never changed his shoes when he went out. Zhao Lixia, who worked, was too tired to clean up after coming back at night.

The door of the master bedroom was wide open. The desk, which originally contained atlases and rulers, had become a mess. Various wine bottles and leftovers were piled together, surrounding the DVD player in the middle.

Ye Jingming was leaning back in a chair, sleeping soundly with his head tilted back and snoring. A movie was still playing on the small screen of the machine. The scale was just right, and the camera and dubbing were very suggestive.

Maybe it was just because the movie hadn't reached its climax yet. Ye Tangxin silently cleaned up the wine bottles and dishes. Ye Jingming rented a lot of such discs to kill time. The cover alone was enough to make people imagine a lot.

But she hated these things, and like alcohol and cards, they turned her father into a crazy monster.

"Does it look good?" Ye Jingming woke up at some point, his eyes bloodshot, and he shouted with a sly smile: "Sure enough, you're just as cheap! You've been as cheap as your mother since you were a child!"

This was the first time Ye Jingming hit her. Ye Tangxin curled up in the room, parted her lips and looked at the bloodstains at the corners of her mouth. It hurt like a needle.

The piano upstairs began to play, and the two sisters could be heard singing a catchy, childish song. Sometimes they forgot the words, and the paralyzed woman quickly took over the singing, and they all laughed.

He Xiao's laugh was the weirdest. His voice was hoarse due to his voice change period and it didn't sound nice at all. But Ye Tangxin sang along with them softly, but the bloody cut at the corner of his mouth in the mirror looked a little hideous.

What if I was also a paralyzed girl? Or a stupid person with a poor brain? Ye Tang thought about it foolishly, lying on the table with tears in her eyes.

Chapter 175 The Persistence of the Sickly Schoolgirl

Ye Tang often wondered why those disabled girls could enjoy such happiness, while a smart and healthy girl like her could not get such tenderness?

Does God favor those poor people? But isn't she poor enough?

The girl lying on the bed recuperating hums along with the rhythm of the piano upstairs, digging her fingers into the quilt, and immersed in the hazy and erotic fantasy, she can temporarily forget the pain in her body.

Ye Jingming was particularly vicious this time, because the loss he suffered touched his soul - he was deceived by a cult in the old city, and all his family savings were exchanged for a few titles of "angel" and "saint".

The middle-aged man who was unwilling to admit his incompetence took out all his anger on his wife and daughter.

Fortunately, Ye Jingming was addicted to gambling and rarely went home, otherwise she might as well go to school. If she recuperated at home, she might get new injuries before the old ones were healed.

There were some thick books with brown paper covers on the bedside, all of which Ye Jingming had brought back with great enthusiasm a few days ago. He stubbornly and crazily dragged his family into superstitious activities.

The characters were so small that they looked like ants crawling on cheap bleached paper. It was obvious that the printing was done in a small workshop. The words were nothing but repetitive clichés, and the content was a mechanical adaptation of traditional doomsday theories.

But she really felt that she was living in hell. Only by listening to the piano played by the boy upstairs could the girl temporarily enter heaven.

Do-re-mi-fa-sola-si-do-mi-do-so-mi-fa-fa…so-do-so-fa-lai-do-mi-fa-do-re-mi-fa-sou-do…

The girl knocked on the door of heaven without any instruction. Her two slender fingers pressed the notes to the beat of the piano upstairs, as if the boy with a worried look on his face was playing the etude on her delicate body!

Even though they don't know each other now.

"He Xiao... He Xiao! Yes... That's it. Xinxin just wants you to play it for me like this--" The childish voice suddenly became high-pitched, and then it became hoarse and gasping like water.

Ye Tangxin crumpled the wet toilet paper into a ball and threw it on the ground. The paper balls piled up into a small hill beside the bed. Her dazed and rosy face slowly returned to calm.

There was no piano, no boy, and no love in front of her. She was back in hell. Ye Tang hung her head woodenly. A few minutes later, the piano sounded again, an etude with a cheerful rhythm.

A hint of joy flashed across her face, and Ye Tangxin's cheeks flushed abnormally red. The faster the rhythm, the more ecstatic she became!

The Messiah in the cult is real! As long as he sings hymns, plays sacred music, and speaks with a strange voice during the puberty period, he will be saved!

Xinxin adored him! She adored the boy who had never even looked at her! She had never been so eager to pass by him while walking, to walk behind him in the corridor of the school.

If...if he could protect herself and care about herself as he did to the paralyzed woman and those two stupid sisters...she would do anything!

Here comes the chance to get your own Messiah.

One rainy night when he was fourteen, Ye Jingming lost all his gambling money. When he returned home, he learned that his creditor had taken away the remaining money. He started to get drunk and crazy again. He picked up a stick and knocked another white spot on the tile.

Girls should be dignified, virtuous, tough, and independent... Although she has nothing but a blasphemous desire for God, she can pretend to be such a girl.

Ye Tangxin grabbed her schoolbag and threw it hard on Ye Jingming's face. This time she neither begged for mercy nor remained silent. Instead, she chose to run away and wandered aimlessly in the darkness.

Finally she returned to the community, chose her dream paradise between the second and third floors, and found the god waiting there.

Heaven is so wonderful. It is just a few steps up and down the stairs, yet it is so close yet so far away. There is a clean and tidy house, steaming delicious meals, and of course thick towels to wipe away the rain.

It's just that she was too dirty, and the towel that was filled with He Xiao's scent could not wipe away the water stains on her body, nor could it wipe away her soul that had been raped by him.

While talking to him, she clamped her legs together uncontrollably, but she couldn't stop the hot liquid with a rotten and fishy smell from flowing slowly, and mixed with the turbid and cold rain water in her underwear and school pants, creating the girl's decadent love.

She was so happy at that moment, but the happier she was, the more she feared He Xiaoge's disappointment after he discovered her true identity.

In fact, she is just a loyal servant kneeling before the gods, willing to give everything. If the gods could be contaminated with or swallow her filthy body fluids, it would be a blasphemous pleasure that would make her faint.

There was nothing wrong with what He Xiao said. Ye Tang was just jealous of them. She was jealous that their love was either open and aboveboard or difficult to express, while her own was despicable and dirty.

"Let me not give up on you?"

He Xiao pinched her face, staring at her dazed peach blossom eyes that were still shedding tears. He reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth. She must have torn her vocal cords from yelling, causing her voice to sound hoarse and unpleasant.

"Ye Tangxin, didn't you just say you wanted to give up on yourself? Didn't you threaten me with your life?"

“No.” The childish girl’s face was thin, and her mouth was deformed by the big hand. She promised in a vague and crying voice: “I won’t die! I won’t die!”

"Brother He Xiao, don't find a stinky woman who looks like me. She won't love you as much as Xinxin does... If you don't like the grown-up Xinxin, then let Xinxin give you a daughter."

He Xiao didn't comment, and he didn't bother to argue with her. He just said, "So how do you plan to atone for your sins?"

"Atonement? Xinxin made Brother He Xiao angry, so let's punish Xinxin and make Brother He Xiao feel comfortable..." Ye Tangxin said as she crossed her legs and tried to wrap them around his waist, but He Xiao held her calves to prevent her from moving.

He Xiao said sternly with a cold face: "Don't try to fool them. Apologize to them."

Ye Tangxin stammered and nodded: "If Brother He Xiao asked me to apologize, I would apologize. As long as Brother He Xiao is happy and can forgive Xinxin, I will do anything."

He Xiao's voice suddenly rose: "You don't think you did anything wrong, right?" Ye Tang's words were all about himself, and he never mentioned the harm done to those girls.

She just went along with the conversation to please herself and didn't care about the girls who were driven away by her despicable means.

Wrong? She was not wrong! Ye Tangxin bit her pink lips and stubbornly defended herself: "I just love Brother He Xiao too much... I am not wrong! It's all their fault..."

He Xiao threw her onto the grass like trash. Ye Tangxin lay on her back and cried out in pain, gasping for breath and crying intermittently.

"Brother He Xiao! I will not agree to share you with others! I will never accept it! Never!" Ye Tangxin supported herself with her hands, ignoring the grass leaves and dust on her body, and sat on the muddy grass, staring at him stubbornly with tears in her eyes.