Help! The yandere's beloved pet wants to escape

He loved those little pauses.

For example, when she was applying medicine to him, her little hands wanted to touch him but quickly stopped themselves.

For example, her breathing was stagnant and her lingering gaze seemed to contain some kind of appreciation.

Even though his eyes were not looking at her, he could feel everything about her.

Gu Shiche turned his back to her, slightly tilted his head, and observed Jiang Wanqing's expression imperceptibly.

Jiang Wanqing's face turned red for no apparent reason, and she lowered her head in embarrassment while applying the medicine.

Well, the little rabbit has fallen into the trap, and now it's time to close the net.

Don't be too hasty, otherwise the little rabbit will run away again.

Gu Shiche's lips curled slightly, and his sexy and hoarse voice slowly sounded.

"How have you been these past six months?"

Jiang Wanqing's hand holding the cotton swab paused slightly, and her heart trembled.

He...is he concerned about himself?

Tears welled up in Jiang Wanqing's eyes, and her beautiful eyes were filled with sadness.

She wanted to say that her life was not good. She cried almost every day in the beginning and stared blankly at Gu Shiche's name in the address book.

This was her first time living independently, but she directly chose the SSS Hell difficulty copy.

For example, if you have no experience in renting a house, you may rent a house in a remote place where there is no one around.

She hid in bed, crying and looking around vigilantly. Finally, she hid the kitchen knife under her pillow before she dared to sleep.

For example, at night, there was an occasional "click" sound on the street. At first, she thought it was firecrackers and even stuck her head out to see.

As a result, I became a witness at the shooting scene. I was so scared that I couldn't sleep for several nights. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the bloody headshot scene.

For example, someone who had just learned how to cook burned the food, which directly triggered the smoke alarm and caused the local fire truck to be dispatched.

As a result, she was fined $1000 and suffered a social death.

Jiang Wanqing's almond-shaped eyes were wet and she looked pitiful.

She hummed and said, "Not bad, how about you?"

Gu Shiche paused, his dark eyes calm and restrained.

He wouldn't tell her.

He had tossed and turned all night, and had drunk all night to numb himself.

He once hugged Lu Qi with tears and snot, crying and saying that Jiang Wanqing was so bad. How could she leave without saying a word and even avoid the group blessings sent to him.

He didn't tell her either.

He underwent personality fusion therapy, but unsurprisingly, it failed.

The dark personality once came out to cause destruction, and Midorimaru once came out to commit suicide, but was rescued.

His sun had gone, and he was stuck in the eternal night without light.

Gu Shiche responded to her hoarsely, "Same, not bad, right?"

The two of them just remained silent, trying to see who could keep it in their heart longer.

Jiang Wanqing threw away the cotton swab, tightened the medicine cap, and put the burn ointment in Gu Shiche's hand.

She quickly wiped away her tears and curled her lips in a mocking manner, "Okay, the medicine is applied. Don't get hurt again in the future."

Gu Shiche turned slightly, his dark eyes still looking at her.

Jiang Wanqing lowered her head, unwilling to meet his gaze.

My eyes are still red, I can't let him see it.

She picked up the white shirt stained by coffee next to her and held it in front of herself like a deserter with her last shield.

"I'll go soak your clothes. We have a dryer at home."

"There are a few men's shirts in the closet. You can choose. I bought a large size, so it should fit you."

Suddenly, she stopped running and explained.

"Those men's clothes are... because I live alone as a girl, and sometimes I pretend there's a man at home, so..."

"I know." Gu Shiche interrupted her in a deep voice.

Jiang Wanqing wanted to run away, but she twisted her ankle and her body tilted...

She was about to hit the corner of the table next to her.

At this moment, someone held her waist, and the familiar cedar scent slowly enveloped her from behind.

"hiss--"

Jiang Wanqing cried out softly and sprained her ankle.

Gu Shiche hugged her from behind, and his arms tightly embraced her waist.

His warm breath wrapped around my neck, bringing with it an extremely strong sense of security.

Gu Shiche helped her steady herself and said in a deep voice, "You just told me not to get hurt in the future, but you sprained your ankle yourself."

Jiang Wanqing quickly lowered her head and struggled to stand up from the man's arms, but her ankle was in excruciating pain and she couldn't stand steadily.

Ah...I am such a clown.

Her body tilted and she fell back into the man's arms.

Gu Shiche raised his eyebrows slightly to hide his smirk.

Jiang Wanqing wanted to struggle, but he picked her up by the waist and gently placed her on the bed.

"Okay, if you sprain your ankle, don't move."

Gu Shiche knelt on one knee beside the bed and gently lifted her injured foot.

The small feet are as cold and white as jade, with a hint of pink, which makes people want to...

Gu Shiche bit his back teeth, his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously a few times, and his earlobes gradually turned red.

Jiang Wanqing looked down at him, the atmosphere was quite ambiguous.

She quickly pulled her foot back, but the man gently grabbed her calf and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't move."

Gu Shiche pretended to cough twice, and his voice unconsciously became much hoarser.

He pretended to ask, "Where's the refrigerator? Is there any ice? You need a cold compress now."

In fact, this apartment belongs to Gu Shiche.

He decorated the apartment according to Jiang Wanqing's preferences, but he didn't want to overdo it for fear that she would notice, so he kept everything simple.

Including the lush roses on the terrace, they were also planted by him.

Because in his consciousness, after Jiang Wanqing stabbed him with a knife, his consciousness shattered into countless rose petals.

So Gu Shiche wanted to use this hint to make Jiang Wanqing not forget him.

Her life was full of his subtle hints, so much so that Jiang Wanqing couldn't forget him at all.

So, how could Gu Shiche not know where the refrigerator was? He bought it himself.

Shh, can't reveal it now.

Jiang Wanqing pointed to the kitchen embarrassedly, "In the kitchen, I drank a few days ago..."

The three words "Ice Coke" were not uttered out loud, because Gu Shiche had not allowed her to drink cold drinks all the time.

"There should...there should be ice cubes." Jiang Wanqing's face flushed and she lowered her head.

Gu Shiche pretended to look around, and after escaping Jiang Wanqing's sight, he skillfully opened the refrigerator door.

He took out a plastic bag from the drawer, put a few ice cubes in it, and then filled it with water in a ratio of 1:2.

Ice cannot be applied directly to the wound, as it would cause frostbite to her skin.

Gu Shiche took the ice pack and knelt beside the bed.

Her little foot was held by the man, and the moment the ice pack was applied to the sprained area, she couldn't help but shiver.

Gu Shiche held down her legs as she tried to move them, and remained silent for a long while.

Jiang Wanqing's cheeks were flushed and her ears were red.

She said in a soft voice, "I...I can get the ice pack myself, no need to trouble you."

"Don't move."

He spoke coldly, holding her calf tightly.

A half-naked man is applying ice to his feet.

Jiang Wanqing grabbed the bed sheet with both hands, suddenly not daring to look at him, and the tips of her ears were red as if bleeding.

"You...don't you have some social engagements? Aren't you going?"

Gu Shiche raised his eyes, "Do you really want me to leave?"