People are in Xingtie, and I am their dead white moonlight?

"Don't cry, my dear Miss Heita, I will never leave you, absolutely not."

"You don't need to dump other people's responsibilities on yourself and shoulder them all. You don't need to do that..."

Feeling the familiar rhythm coming from his back and the warmth wrapping around him again, Heita's emotions became increasingly difficult to suppress, and he cried like a child in Jiang Mo's arms.

Jiang Mo gently patted Heita's back, giving her a little comfort at this time.

......

As time goes by, the white night outside the window gradually disappears, replaced by the gentle starry night.

Although Jiang Mo couldn't see the stars in the night sky due to the curtains, he felt...it must be a very gentle night.

He lowered his head slightly and looked at the girl who had stopped sobbing but still had two heartbreaking tear marks at the corners of her eyes. Jiang Mo gently brushed away the long brown hair that was stuck to the girl's forehead with a gentle look.

The Black Tower can report the time it has been sleeping with incredible accuracy, even to the second, which is enough to explain a lot of problems.

"Let this girl who hasn't had a good sleep for three days... have a good sleep."

Jiang Mo thought so in his heart.

"Well..."

As if it sensed something, the black tower let out an unconscious moan, and then rubbed Jiang Mo's shoulder like a kitten whose fur had been stroked.

Looking at the lovely girl in his arms, Jiang Mo's face showed a smile, but when his eyes fell on the silver handcuffs shining in the moonlight... the smile turned into helplessness.

A yandere builds a cage in the name of love, making the one he loves live in this cage forever. This kind of morbid mental state and emotion... is not something that everyone can bear.

But fortunately, up to now, Heita has not put the hatchet to his neck, nor has he done anything more radical.

I just want to tie him to my side to alleviate some of the guilt in my heart.

"In a sense, this might be a good thing? After all..."

Jiang Mo lowered his head slightly, looked at the serene girl in his arms, and said softly:

“I saw the real her.”

......

The next morning, it was not the sunlight, nor the soft call from the black tower that woke Jiang Mo up, but the chirping of birds outside the window.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the sunlight shining into the room through the curtains, feeling a little emotional for a moment.

"I've been feeling like I'm either in a coma or on the verge of falling asleep lately. Time is speeding up, and I've been kidnapped. I've been sleeping much more than I've been awake..."

"Forget it, let's think positively. At least for the next period of time, I don't have to worry about someone disturbing my life and then... making me faint."

Thinking of this, a look of relief emerged on Jiang Mo's face. He then lowered his head slightly. Just when he was about to take a look at Heita's peaceful sleeping face...he met her eyes directly.

Perhaps it was because he had a good rest, or perhaps it was because his lover had regained consciousness, his crimson eyes twinkled, as if there were thousands of stars hidden in them.

"What are you thinking about?"

Heita asked softly.

"I'm thinking about our future life, the topic we'll be researching next, the plight of those bastards who hurt me, the compensation Zhenzhu gave us, and..."

As Jiang Mo spoke, he gently tapped Heita's nose and said with a chuckle:

"Thinking of you, my dear Miss Heita."

"Hmm... smooth talk."

Heita lowered her eyes slightly, as if she was a little shy about Jiang Mo's sudden attack, but she quickly adjusted herself.

She stretched out her arms and placed them on Jiang Mo's shoulders, then gently pressed his head towards her.

"But...I like it?"

As Heita spoke, he kissed Jiang Mo on the lips and even bit Jiang Mo's lower lip threateningly.

"But you are not allowed to think about Zhenzhu, even if it is the compensation she gave us."

A hint of deep desire flashed across the girl's crimson eyes. Then she gently held Jiang Mo's face and said seriously:

"Because...I'd be jealous. You belong to me alone, right?"

Looking at the serious expression on Heita's face, Jiang Mo felt something was wrong.

Last night he thought that the Black Tower was just the initial stage of "possessive yandere", and if it only stayed at this stage... it wouldn't be something unacceptable.

But Heita's current state of extreme sensitivity, which even contradicts her usual rationality, is no longer something that can be described by the simple term "initial stage".

——But she is the complete embodiment of a "possessive yandere" in the true sense.

Chapter 74: The Yandere Lady is in Action

Looking at the Heita in front of him who seemed to have entered a yandere state again, Jiang Mo sighed helplessly, then reached out his hand, cupped her little face like he did when Heita was a child, and scolded:

"What's going on in your little head? How could I possibly be interested in omnics?"

"Also, what I'm concerned about is the compensation given to us by the Strategic Investment Department, not Zhenzhu herself. Do you understand, my talented lady?"

As Jiang Mo spoke, he rubbed Heita's extremely soft cheek, as if he was punishing a naughty child who was not very obedient.

To be honest, Jiang Mo was still a little fortunate that Heita's little face had not become less rubbing due to the years, and to this day, it still felt incredibly wonderful.

In the face of such a great face, anyone who can resist rubbing it must be a god.

Jiang Mo thought so.

Feeling the big hand moving back and forth on his face, Heita puffed up his cheeks like a puffed-up little pufferfish.

"Hmph... You're mine! I won't let you leave my sight for more than thirty seconds, and I won't let you separate from me! Do you hear me?"

"My dear Miss Genius, you've already tied me up...where else do you expect me to run off to?"

Looking at the angry black tower in front of him, Jiang Mo shook his wrist helplessly, and the cold handcuffs jingled with a crisp sound.

"But..." Jiang Mo paused for a moment, "What about our daily lives? Like... taking a shower? Going to the toilet?"

"Why not just do it together? What's there to worry about? Anyway, I've seen all of you, and you've seen all of me."

As Heita spoke, he pressed in the direction of Jiang Mo, as if hinting at something.

Feeling the soft touch on his chest, Jiang Mo suddenly remembered the spring scene at dusk yesterday.

He couldn't help but lower his head, looking at the snow-white color against his chest and fell into a brief blackout.

The current situation means... he has to watch Heita put on his clothes in front of him.

"No, at least not now."

As Heita spoke, he rubbed his shoulder and then said softly:

"You can wait until your body is fully recovered~"

Looking at the blushing girl in front of him, Jiang Mo's already sluggish brain fell into deep thought again.

He had to think about a question - does Yandere really have such a soft side?

Shouldn't he be very tough on himself, and lock himself in a dark basement, either making crazy demands or not allowing him to meet others?

With this question in mind, Jiang Mo raised his head slightly and looked at the pair of crimson eyes in front of him that only reflected his own shadow. The doubts in his heart were suddenly resolved.

"Perhaps... this is the value of being 'only'?"

Jiang Mo thought so.

......

Although this special pair of "couple bracelets" brought Jiang Mo a little trouble, but... compared to what he "got", this little trouble seemed not worth mentioning.

What's more... in Jiang Mo's eyes, the yandere element of Heita is more inclined to be "delicate" rather than "sick".

In a nutshell, her mental state is relatively normal, which may be the unique value of "genius".

Thinking of this, Jiang Mo lowered his head slightly, looked at the bacon sizzling in the frying pan, and then looked at the black tower lying on him like a koala.

You mean, the girl behind him who looks like his sweet little wife is a yandere?

Who the hell would believe this?!

"But then again—the rose mark on my collarbone went unnoticed by the Black Tower? Or... is this a unique ability of the Lord of Silence?"

Jiang Mo thought so while frying bacon in the pan.

"Hmm...your heartbeat is so fast all of a sudden. Are you thinking of something bad?"

At this moment, Heita, who was lying on Jiang Mo's back and hugging him from behind, suddenly asked.

"Nothing~ I was just thinking about some things...about the future."

Jiang Mo deliberately prolonged the ending tone, as if hinting something to the Black Tower.

Hearing this, Heita blinked first, and then his ears felt slightly hot as if he realized something.

She stretched out her free hand and gently drew circles on Jiang Mo's back, teasing him in a meaningful way:

"Fufu~ I never thought that the tutor who once said he wasn't interested in me would become horny one day~"

"I just said that I'm not interested in children. I didn't say I'm not interested in you, my dear Miss Heita."

"Then you should get well soon, and then... you will be able to experience the events you have been waiting for~"

"Okay, okay~"

Jiang Mo smiled and nodded. Just when he was about to say something, Heita's phone suddenly rang.

Heita took out his cell phone for some reason and looked at the caller ID. The pretty face that was so gentle a second ago was now covered with frost.

From her own perspective, she really didn't want to answer this person's call.

One reason is that this person has some connection with Jiang Mo, and she doesn't want Jiang Mo to have any connection with any opposite sex except her.

——Even if it’s an intelligent machine, it won’t work.

The second is... this guy is also one of the culprits of the kidnapping. After all, if she had confessed the matter of the "Market Development Department" to herself and Jiang Mo at the beginning, perhaps Jiang Mo would not have been injured.

Thinking of this, Heita's expression became more and more strange, but she finally chose to answer the call.

Considering that this person would give her and Jiang Mo the compensation they deserved, and this compensation was related to her and Jiang Mo's subsequent life plans, she decided to accept it.

"Hello? I'm Heita, please tell me what you want."

Heita's voice was so cold that Jiang Mo's hands couldn't help but tremble, and he almost dropped the spatula in his hand to the ground.

"Ms. Heita, I'm Zhenzhu from the Strategic Investment Department. May I ask Director Jiang—"

"I'll say this one last time, he's not your Director Jiang, he's Jiang Mo, my Jiang Mo!"

Before Zhenzhu could finish her words, Heita interrupted her impatiently.

"Okay, Miss Heita, may I ask if Mr. Jiang Mo is awake now? How is his physical condition?"

"What does it have to do with you? If you had been more honest with each other...he wouldn't be like this!"

"..."

Heita's words caused Zhenzhu to fall into a brief silence. After a while, she spoke softly:

"Ms. Heita, the Strategic Investment Department will assume all responsibility. My superior, Diamond, and I will travel to Azure Star to discuss compensation with you on a chosen date."

"Your boss? If you want my Jiang Mo to take on any more messed-up duties, forget it!"

"No, Miss Heita, I promise you."

"You'd better really promise."

Heita snorted coldly, then hung up the phone and continued to put his little head on Jiang Mo's back, feeling his heartbeat.

Jiang Mo also chose to remain silent, until...

"Amo, let me handle the subsequent talks~"

Heita leaned forward slightly and said to Jiang Mo who was still frying bacon.

"My dear Miss Heita, you are not good at negotiation. Let me--"

Before Jiang Mo could finish, Heita extended his index finger and pressed it against his lips, with a dangerous light flashing in his crimson eyes.

"I said, dear Mr. Jiang Mo, just leave it to me~"