Help! The yandere's beloved pet wants to escape

The deep blue sky blurred the distant stars, and everything before my eyes was an ultimate illusion.

He suddenly realized that what lay in his arms was just tenderness from another world.

In the dreamer's dream, the person being dreamed of wakes up.

......

"Kill me before you can rescue me."

"Only by destroying me can I wake up."

There seemed to be a demon locked in Gu Shiche's eyes.

His low and hoarse voice pierced Jiang Wanqing's heart, like countless rose petals dancing in the air.

Gu Shiche raised his hand and pulled out a pen from her drawer.

The pen cap was unscrewed, and the golden tip reflected a cool light under the silver moonlight.

He pulled Jiang Wanqing's hand over, placed the pen in her palm, then wrapped his big hand around her hand and placed the tip of the pen against his neck.

"Aim for the carotid artery. Just use enough force to pierce it. Kill instantly."

"Baby, you're too weak. Let me help you finish it."

Gu Shiche lowered his head slightly and looked at her with a dead look in his eyes.

In the moonlight, the man's face was as pale as snow.

Gu Shiche slowly closed his eyes, his brows suddenly furrowed, his lips turned pale, and he seemed to be enduring great pain.

Jiang Wanqing bit her lips tightly to suppress her sobs.

She used all her strength to resist Gu Shiche's strength and prevent the tip of the pen from piercing his neck.

The tip of the pen was only one centimeter away from his neck. He gathered his strength and was about to thrust it in with all his might.

Jiang Wanqing managed to grab the pen with both hands, but it fell to the ground, the tip of the pen bent and splashed out dark blue ink.

"Gu Shiche! What are you doing! Are you crazy?!"

"Qingqing, don't you want to take a gamble? Kill me and all this will be over."

"You're crazy! You're absolutely crazy! You're a complete lunatic!"

"I am crazy, that's the truth, you already knew that."

Jiang Wanqing's eyelashes moved.

Under the night sky, his eyebrows and eyes are too much like the June rain, wrapped in the humid and hot evening breeze, damp and stuffy.

In her ears, Gu Shiche's cold voice sounded again, calling her again and again.

"Qingqing, do you know how I realized this isn't the real world?"

Gu Shiche raised his hand and pointed at the moon outside the window expressionlessly.

"Since you came back, the moon hasn't moved, and the clock on the wall has stopped."

"Time no longer flows in this world."

Jiang Wanqing stood up and looked at the bright moonlight outside the window. The breeze blew her hair.

Gu Shiche moved closer and hugged her.

His body was burning, scorching hot.

Gu Shiche's arms tightened around her waist, half of his face buried in her hair, wishing he could rub her into his body.

Subtle electric waves flowed between the two of them.

"Qingqing, I'm trapped here, so you came in from another world to see me, right?"

He guessed it.

But he hated himself for not guessing it sooner.

Even when Jiang Wanqing was right in front of him, she kept shaking and couldn't even hold the spoon steadily when drinking soup.

Although Gu Shiche didn't know how Jiang Wanqing got in, the process of entering consciousness must have been painful.

Gu Shiche said in a muffled voice, "Qingqing, you are too brave and too quiet."

"So much so that I forgot you were in pain."

Why didn’t I notice earlier that she was trembling?

Why didn't I see her biting her white lips?

Gu Shiche clasped the back of her head with his big hands and buried his head in the crook of her neck.

Jiang Wanqing suddenly felt her neck was a little wet.

He was in tears.

Jiang Wanqing's hand caressed his face and gently stroked the corners of his eyes.

She had seen his eyes many times.

Gentle, violent, cold, or tainted with desire.

She had also seen his tears.

Fragile, stubborn, all broken sides that she was not allowed to see.

But in this extreme illusion, Gu Shiche's expression became so strange, and he was like an empty shell.

"Kill me, this is the only way for me to get out."

"Only by your hands will I be willing to die."

Gu Shiche called her name over and over again.

Jiang Wanqing raised her hands and covered her ears tightly.

"No... No... I can't do that to you."

"How could I possibly... kill you with my own hands!"

Jiang Wanqing choked with sobs, the place called her heart hurt so much that she almost died.

"There must be another way out. Didn't you...didn't you already guess that this was an illusion?"

"Then... just wake up on your own and tell yourself to open your eyes."

Jiang Wanqing's tears rolled down one by one.

Gu Shiche was distraught, his voice trembling slightly.

"Qingqing, I can't kill myself. My consciousness can't kill myself."

"I tried."

During the time when Gu Shiche hadn't found Jiang Wanqing, he had tried to hurt himself.

He cut his wrists numbly with a knife, but felt no pain.

Gu Shiche couldn't help but look down at his arm, and there was no scar.

He cut over and over again without feeling any pain, and the wound healed instantly.

But the slap Jiang Wanqing gave him was obviously painful, and the punch Lu Qi gave him in the chest was also painful.

The world he is in now is entirely made up of his consciousness.

Your own consciousness cannot harm you, only those who invade from the outside can.

Now, Jiang Wanqing is the only one who can kill him.

He was also willing to die at the hands of Jiang Wanqing.

Gu Shiche leaned over, pulled out the knife he had prepared long ago from under his pillow, handed the handle to Jiang Wanqing, and put the tip of the knife against his chest.

"Stab it in and take a gamble."

"Kill my consciousness. Maybe I will wake up, or maybe I will just die."

"No matter what the result is, I accept it because you are the one holding the knife."

“Only those I love have the right to hurt me.”

His words were a strange mixture of absurd, crazy, and ridiculous.

Jiang Wanqing was trembling from head to toe, especially her hand that was holding the handle of the knife.

She kept shaking her head, "I can't do it... I can't do it..."

"How could I stab you with a knife? I can't do it!"

"Besides, even if I kill you in the conscious world, you might not wake up! This is gambling with your life!"

She cried out in her heart, how could she kill her own lover with her own hands!

Gu Shiche touched her head lovingly, then placed the tip of the knife against his heart, going an inch deeper.

"Baby, thank you for appearing in front of me, thank you for saving me."

"It doesn't matter to me what time and space I am in."

"I just hope that your time will not stop and that you will not fall into the swamp of time."

"If I don't return to the real world, don't cry. Live happily forever."

"Also, I love you very much."

Gu Shiche grabbed her knife-holding hand and, when she was caught off guard, stabbed it into his chest.

Blood suddenly gushed out from his heart, and drops of dirty blood fell onto the white sheets.

"Ah...ah..." She let go of the knife handle and looked at him in confusion and disbelief.

She didn't dare look him in the eyes, and her throat whimpered in broken syllables.

The knife went straight into his heart, and warm blood splattered on Jiang Wanqing's face.

"Qingqing, I...I'm in so much pain..."

Gu Shiche choked up, but kept smiling.

"It really hurts... So this is what it feels like when a knife is stuck in your heart."

Jiang Wanqing was also in pain, so much so that she couldn't even speak.

The moonlight was bright and his eyes were gentle.

The knife was stuck in his heart, and he pulled it out, and blood gushed out.

Gu Shiche hugged her with his last bit of strength and kissed her on the forehead.

"Goodbye...If possible, we will meet in another world."

Jiang Wanqing cried so hard that she was out of breath.

She watched Gu Shiche's soul shatter and turn into a small ball of light floating towards the moon outside the window.

She watched helplessly as the world he created completely collapsed and shattered into countless rose petals.

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Real World

As soon as Jiang Wanqing opened her eyes, tears started falling.

"Tokitoshi...Tokitoshi!"

She struggled to get up from the bed, not even having time to tear off the electrodes on her head.

In front of him, there was no one on Gu Shiche's bed.