What to do if your male god is too good at self-attack

The night was dark and windy, and the full moon was lonely.

The wind outside the villa was whistling and hitting the floor-to-ceiling windows. It was clearly a hot summer day, so why was there a chill rising from the soles of my feet?

He Yue checked the doors and windows around and saw that they were all closed. Only then did she feel relieved and turned around to pour herself a glass of water.

Just as she held the glass, a thunderclap struck the sky, and the glass fell to her feet and broke into pieces. When He Yue turned around again, Chen Song was standing behind her like a ghost, with a snake-like gaze looking at her from behind the low brim of his baseball cap.

"How did you get in?" He Yue ran to the stairs in three or two steps and blocked the way.

The Yue family has countless private residences, how could he find Jiang Manyue?

He Yue's heart tightened: "Where's Yue Zhou?"

He Yue glanced at the clock. It was already two o'clock in the morning. He said he was going to a meeting, but he hasn't come back yet.

"You still care about him?" Chen Song walked towards her with a sneer, "Why don't you care about yourself first? How do you want to die?"

He Yue spread her hands, one hand supporting the wall and the other holding the railing, determined not to let Chen Song go up.

The situation was critical. He Yue wanted to shout to Luo Yilan and the others to run quickly, but when she opened her mouth, she felt like there was cotton in her throat and she couldn't make a sound.

And now, Chen Song was already standing in front of him.

"I smashed him into a pulp and sent him to feed the fish. What about you? How do you want to die? It would be too easy for both of you to be fed to the fish together." Chen Song stretched out his hand and grabbed her chin. "You guys are still being affectionate in the water. The fish are sickened by it!"

He Yue lowered her head and bit Chen Song's palm, but was slapped to the ground by him, and her tailbone hit the steps and was almost dislocated.

"No one has ever truly loved me! Heyue! Especially you, you are the most hateful!"

The moment He Yue raised her head, the cold blade stopped at her pupils.

Getting closer to her little by little.

"Heyue, go to hell!"

When the blade pierced into her pupil, He Yue struggled to wake up from the nightmare, and what she saw was Yue Zhou leaning on the sofa, who was awakened by her.

He turned on the floor lamp beside him, knelt down in front of her, and asked gently, "Did you have a nightmare?"

He Yue was covered in cold sweat, and she didn't even notice that she was so scared that she subconsciously grabbed his index finger. Yue Zhou's palm was broad, and his knuckles were distinct, with beautiful veins visible.

He Yue realized that she was dreaming, and her breathing slowly calmed down: "Why... are you here?"

Yue Zhou looked back at the stairs: "You want to stay here to watch over them, and I want to stay here to watch over you too."

His heartbeat suddenly became disrupted, but Yue Zhou still remained on one knee, looking up at her, like a loyal knight.

And she has always looked at Yue Zhou from this angle, countless times from her previous life to this life.

"What did you say?" He Yue asked.

Yue Zhou smiled slightly: "Although this is not the right time to say this, I have said it many times."

"Heyue, I like you."

The young man's frank love is the most impressive confession in the world.

Seeing the panic in He Yue's eyes, Yue Zhou raised his hand and touched her soft hair: "You don't need to say anything now, because whether you like it or not, I will protect you at this moment."

Chen Song is a madman. No matter how strong He Yue is, he can't just stand by and watch.

"At least we are still friends." Yue Zhou stood up and brought two thin quilts. "If you still want to sleep here, I will accompany you. You cover yourself with the quilt."

He Yue watched Yue Zhou turn on the light and her vision fell into darkness again. She then lay back on the sofa and looked up at the ceiling.

"Yuezhou, you haven't told me about your time in England."

In the darkness, Yue Zhou was silent for a moment before speaking in a relaxed tone.

"Uncle Bo and his family are very nice to me. Aunt Ying likes to experiment with desserts, but the steak is always overcooked. Sometimes I miss the two-person-one-pot in Yunlong Canteen." Yue Zhou listed the interesting things that happened in England one by one, saying that Bo Tuantuan spilled the milk all over the floor in order to make a cake for him, until he was interrupted by He Yue.

"Where are your eyes?" He Yue grabbed the corner of the quilt, "Chen Song clearly said...your operation was not successful."

Yue Zhou didn't say anything. The fear of possibly going blind forever was the topic he most avoided.

It was also the first time that he knew the feeling of being disappointed to the point of heartbreak.

But fortunately...

"Does it hurt?"

He Yue's gentle voice sounded, and Yue Zhou felt someone holding his hand. He turned his head slightly and saw He Yue's eyes that were like stars.

"Yuezhou, everything will be fine, right?"

Aning will cheer up, Luo Luo will get rid of Chen Song, and you will still be Yue Zhou, the one who is the center of attention wherever you go.

"Will do."

Yuezhou answered.

The moonlight was like water, interweaving on the two of them. He Yue gently bent down and placed a kiss on Yue Zhou's eyes.

"Yuezhou, this is the answer I want to give you."

At the corner of the stairs, Song Xiaobai, who witnessed everything, felt a little lost in his heart for some reason. He hid behind the wall and tried hard to put on a smile, but failed in the end.

He put his hand over his heart and asked himself, "Song Xiaobai, why aren't you happy for Xiaohe?"

But before he could figure out the reason, he heard rustling sounds from the other side. He turned his head and saw Luo Yilan in a nightgown standing in the corridor with her head down like a ghost. He was so scared that he couldn't help but take a step back: "Luo Luo?"

Luo Yilan ignored him and walked to the small living room on the second floor and knelt on the floor.

"Lolo, the ground is very cold. You will catch a cold." Song Xiaobai ran over anxiously and wanted to pull Luo Yilan up from the ground. Unexpectedly, Luo Yilan turned back suddenly and a pair of scissors almost stabbed into his chest.

Song Xiaobai froze in his tracks. He didn't dare to breathe and just looked at Luo Yilan stupidly. Fortunately, Luo Yilan did not continue to attack but turned around.

My mother-in-law said that this situation is called sleepwalking.

It was the first time for Song Xiaobai to see someone sleepwalking. He carefully walked to the side and watched Luo Yilan take out an angel pendant. Song Xiaobai also had this pendant, which was given to him by Luo Yilan.

Unexpectedly, the next second, Luo Yilan cut the angel in half with a pair of scissors. The angel's head fell off and rolled to Song Xiaobai's feet. He lowered his head and looked at the angel's smiling face. He felt creepy and covered his mouth immediately in fear.

"Why? You kept pestering me in my last life, and you're going to pester me again in this life?" Luo Yilan burst into tears in her dream. She threw away the scissors, covered her face and cried, "I'm sorry, An Ning, I'm sorry, I don't want Zhu Huaining to die."

Song Xiaobai always thought that Luo Yilan was the calmest and most stable person. It turned out that she was also living in such torture and guilt, making herself miserable.

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"

After saying that, the tip of the scissors was pointed at him. Song Xiaobai immediately rushed over and grabbed the scissors tightly: "Lolo, don't!"

Not knowing where Luo Yilan got the strength from, Song Xiaobai just felt his hand hurting badly. Looking at the blood dripping from between his fingers, he stubbornly held the scissors tightly and refused to let go.

Finally, the noise woke up Lin Xia Ning in the room and the two people downstairs, and they all ran over.

"What are you doing?" Lin Xia Ning screamed in surprise. Song Xiaobai began to stutter nervously again. Yue Zhou was the first to say, "Luo Yilan seems to be sleepwalking."

Just when he was about to separate the two, Luo Yilan let go of her hand first. She stood up from the ground, muttered to herself and walked to the side. Seeing this, He Yue immediately helped Song Xiaobai up.

He was so frightened that he forgot to let go of the scissors.

Everyone watched Luo Yilan walk to the moonlight, which enveloped her in a faint light, making her seem so unreal.

Luo Yilan hugged the two phantoms one by one, and then took the hand of a "person": "Xiao He, don't cry."

She wiped the tears of another "person" and said, "A Ning, don't cry. Look, I still have another eye."

Luo Yilan's words made Lin Xia Ning and He Yue burst into tears. Those were exactly the same words Luo Yilan said to them after she injured her eye in her previous life.

Luo Yilan kept comforting them, but even though she was in so much pain, she always hid and cried alone.

Luo Yilan stretched out her hand again, and He Yue and Lin Xianing stepped forward to let her not hug the void this time.

"Lolo, we are always with you."

He Yue rested her chin on Luo Yilan's neck, and her determination to kill Chen Song became even stronger.