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

Dark night, heavy rain.

Occasionally, a few speeding supercars would pass by on the viaduct, making a harsh roar.

He Yue was under the overpass, stepping deeply and shallowly in the mud. She had no umbrella and was drenched in the rain.

"Lolo, Aning, where are you?"

The rainy night was empty with only the sound of rain and the echo of her own voice. When she was at a loss, she suddenly saw a figure in a white gauze dress in the middle of the river.

"Lolo? Lolo!"

He Yue reacted and ran to the river in one breath, but Luo Yilan seemed not to hear her and kept walking forward.

He Yue had no other choice but to step into the water: "Lolo, don't go any further."

Luo Yilan's body trembled. She turned her head, tears streaming from her right eye: "Xiao He, don't come over here."

As soon as she finished speaking, she fell backwards, and her whole body completely merged into the black river water.

"Lolo!"

He Yue was about to jump into the water, but someone grabbed her wrist at this moment. She turned around and saw it was Jiang Shaoming.

"I found evidence that you three committed murder."

He Yue struggled violently, the rain dripping down her face, she shouted to Jiang Shaoming heartbreakingly: "We don't have it!"

"Really!"

Jiang Shaoming pointed towards the shore and saw Lin Xia Ning holding up a big rock and smashing it at someone with all her might. He Yue shook her head and looked again, and the person had turned into Luo Yilan again.

"Impossible, this is impossible!"

When he looked back, Jiang Shaoming was gone.

It was a stormy day, and she was the only one soaking in the icy river water.

Feelings of panic and fear intertwined in her heart, He Yue was trembling violently. She wanted to get out of the water, but something under the water had entangled her feet and she couldn't get free.

At this moment, someone suddenly grabbed her shoulder and turned her body around forcibly. It was Chen Song, with a bleeding head.

"You are an accomplice. You clearly know who the murderer is, but you didn't tell me!"

He Yue closed her eyes and dared not look at his gray face. She pushed him hard and said, "I don't know!"

Chen Song didn't want to hear this. He shouted, "You will die with me!"

His cold, powerful hands grasped her slender throat and pressed her into the bottom of the river.

The feeling of suffocation enveloped He Yue. She struggled desperately. When she opened her eyes again, she saw the pitch-black dormitory and was already sweating profusely.

-

"where are you going?"

He Yue was restless for the whole day, sticking close to Luo Yilan. The fear once again occupied her mind, making her unable to think.

Lin Xia Ning couldn't bear to watch it anymore: "Do you still want to use the same pit to go to the toilet?"

"I……"

"Xiao He, what's wrong with you?"

He Yue bit her lip and hesitated for a long time: "I...had a nightmare."

"What nightmare?" Lin Xia Ning's expression also turned ugly and she looked worried.

"I dreamed...I dreamed..." He Yue looked at the concerned expressions of the two people. She didn't want to involve them in Chen Song's affairs anymore.

"I dreamed that I didn't do well in the college entrance examination, and you guys won't play with me anymore."

Lin Xia Ning breathed a sigh of relief, and Luo Yilan smiled and pinched her face: "If you don't do well in the exam, I will really ignore you. Tell me, I made such a thick notebook for you to do wrong, and you still don't do well in the exam. Do you deserve... Xiao He?"

He Yue hugged Luo Yilan. The sound of heavy raindrops on the day Chen Song died kept ringing in her mind.

"I will definitely do well in the exam and won't let you down." He Yue promised while sobbing.

"Don't cry, is this worth crying about?" Lin Xia Ning wiped her tears and complained, "I told you she can't handle pressure, but you still set such high standards for her."

"I was wrong, I was wrong." Luo Yilan comforted He Yue, "Xiao He, just do your best. No matter where you are, we are the best of friends."

Luo Yilan wiped He Yue's tears, revealing two beautiful dimples.

-

The antique lamp flickered, and Yue Zhou's face appeared and disappeared.

There was a gentle knock on the door, and Yue Zhou's eyelashes trembled: "Come in."

"Xiao Zhou?" Ming Ruowei walked in quietly, carrying a plate of exquisitely cut fruits. "What's wrong with you?"

She saw Yue Zhou playing with the lanterns and became anxious. She put the fruit aside and walked over to stop him: "What's so fun about lanterns? It will hurt your eyes later."

Yue Zhou watched her turn on the lights in the room, his eyes full of concern.

Is this actually fake?

Yue Zhou turned his eyes away, not daring to look, his fingertips almost digging into his flesh.

Ming Ruowei also noticed Yue Zhou's abnormality: "What's wrong? Did something unhappy happen?"

Yue Zhou didn't say anything, so Ming Ruowei continued, "Aunt, guess, did you have a falling out with that classmate He?"

In order to catch Ming Ruowei's handle, the intimate scenes must continue.

So Yue Zhou sorted out his thoughts and pretended to be helpless: "Aunt, what should I do?"

Ming Ruowei breathed a sigh of relief, patted his head affectionately, and went to find Yue Zhou's medicine bottle: "No matter what, you should take care of yourself first. Did you take your medicine tonight?"

Ming Ruowei picked up the medicine bottle that Yue Zhou hadn't touched for a long time and shook it, and a crisp thumping sound came from inside: "I'll have to ask Doctor Liu to prescribe medicine when I'm almost done."

Fortunately, after discovering that Ming Ruowei was not feeling well that night, Yue Zhou came back and counted the days and poured out some of the medicine in the bottle.

Yue Zhou forced a smile and took the medicine obediently under Ming Ruowei's gaze. Noticing that the tension in her eyes faded a little, Yue Zhou just felt ridiculous.

In fact, Ming Ruowei had revealed her true colors many times, but if I hadn't heard it with my own ears, I would never have suspected that she actually wanted to harm me and greedily wanted to take over all of the Yue family.

Yue Zhou let Ming Ruowei caress his face distressedly: "Don't let Aunt and Grandpa worry, understand?"

Yue Zhou nodded and held Ming Ruowei's hand: "How did my father win over my mother back then?"

Ming Ruowei was stunned for a moment. If it were in the past, Yue Zhou would have thought that she was afraid of missing her mother. Now he understood that it was disgust and hatred.

Ming Ruowei didn't want to mention at all what a loser she was in that relationship.

Ming Ruowei looked at the extremely similar faces of Yue Zhou and Yue Fan in front of her, and finally gritted her teeth and said, "Yes...love grows over time." She pretended to be relaxed, "So love can't be rushed. You want to go abroad, you want to be a great scientist, but her ordinary family must first prepare for the college entrance examination before they can think about these love affairs. Don't disturb them, understand?"

"Going abroad?" Yue Zhou looked at her. "If I go abroad, I won't be able to see anything at night. Will you be by my side, aunt?"

"Silly boy, will your aunt be with you forever?" Ming Ruowei stretched out her arms and hugged Yue Zhou tightly, ruffling his hair as usual, but she could not see the complicated emotions in Yue Zhou's eyes.

"Aunt, I'm afraid she will dislike me."

Ming Ruowei assured him: "If she doesn't get into a good university, I will pay for her to go abroad with you, how about that?"

"Aunt, stop joking."

Ming Ruowei said earnestly, "Auntie has no plans to get married. I really treat you as my own child. Auntie just wants you to be happy, no matter how much money it costs, do you understand?" She sighed, "Auntie Yue has worked so hard to wait for you one day, Xiaozhou, you can't let Auntie down."

Yue Zhou's heart was filled with waves. He didn't understand how Ming Ruowei could say these words without blushing or beating her heart. It was just that every word was like a knife cutting into his heart.

Which is the truth? Which is a lie?

"Thank you, auntie."

"No need to say thank you, we are family."

"Ah."

Seeing Yue Zhou didn't look well, Ming Ruowei thought he was unhappy because of his night blindness, so she reminded him: "I've made an appointment with Dr. Liu for you, remember to see him for a follow-up visit."

Only after receiving Yue Zhou's affirmative answer did Ming Ruowei leave with peace of mind.

The next second Yue Zhou threw back the quilt, ran into the bathroom, grabbed the sink, and vomited continuously, but all that came out was some sour water, which was so sour that tears were streaming down his face.

Yue Zhou collapsed to the ground only when he was completely exhausted.

He lives in a lie, and he doesn't know when the dream woven by the lie will be torn apart by Ming Ruowei.

The phone vibrated in his pocket, Yue Zhou picked it up. It was He Yue: It will rain tomorrow, remember to bring an umbrella.

He Yue typed these eight words over and over again, deleting and reducing them before sending them out.

There were many things she didn't dare to say, for she was afraid that Yue Zhou would be sad, but she knew that Yue Zhou could definitely see her concern. He still had friends, he was not alone.

Soon, Yue Zhou's message came back, with two words: Thank you.

That's enough, He Yue thought.