Help! The yandere's beloved pet wants to escape

When I came out of the bathroom, it was already dark.

Jiang Wanqing pulled at her clothes, her legs weak as she walked out of the bathroom in shame.

This is not just a matter of not knowing how to do it, this is absolutely a matter of knowing how to do it.

Gu Shiche looked refreshed. I wonder where he got so much strength from since he had just had surgery a few days ago.

"Sister, sleep here."

He curled his lips into a smile, twisted his body to make more space, patted the edge of the bed, and motioned for her to lie down.

Jiang Wanqing became alert and quickly waved her hand to refuse.

She pointed to the small bed next to her and said, "I'll just sleep on the accompanying bed."

Gu Shiche pouted, a little anxious.

"Sister, please sleep with me. I can't sleep without you holding me."

"No, what if I accidentally touch your wound while I'm asleep?"

"It just hurts a little, what else can I do?"

"No means no! Gu Shiche, why don't you listen?"

Jiang Wanqing stared with her eyes wide open, her hands on her hips, and her aura was as strong as two meters and eighty.

Gu Shiche lowered his head slightly and looked at her with cold eyes.

"Okay... then it's okay if I hold your hand while sleeping."

The stalemate lasted three minutes.

Jiang Wanqing lay on the accompanying bed and sighed softly. The moment she raised her hand, the big hand grabbed her accurately and held everything in its palm.

"Sister, what do you think..."

"No talking! Go to sleep."

"Oh—my sister is so fierce."

Gu Shiche's tone was dull, but a sweet smile appeared at the corner of his lips, and he slowly closed his eyes.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, the lights in the hospital wards were all turned off, and the surroundings fell into darkness.

In the middle of the night, Jiang Wanqing woke up from her dream.

Gu Shiche hadn't known when he let go of her hand. She propped herself up in a daze, looked at the hospital bed, and her mind suddenly became clear.

!!!

What about people?

There was no one on the hospital bed, Gu Shiche was gone!

Jiang Wanqing's heart suddenly became alarmed, and she threw off the quilt and sat up.

Would he go to the rooftop again to commit suicide?

That shouldn’t be the case. Ever since the last incident, the hospital added three locks to the rooftop door.

"Shi Che?" Jiang Wanqing called his name tentatively.

Suddenly, she heard a burst of rapid breathing in the ward, and someone was gasping weakly in some unknown corner.

"Tokitoshi? You're still in your room, right?"

She swallowed, and a sense of unknown fear surged in her heart.

The instruments in the ward were emitting faint green lights, providing some dim illumination.

Jiang Wanqing followed the faint breathing sound and stood in front of the wardrobe.

The sound came from here. Could it be that Gu Shiche was hiding in the closet?

She slowly opened the closet door.

What came into view was Gu Shiche, who was sweating profusely.

The 1.9-meter-tall man huddled tightly in the empty closet, muttering something constantly, his whole body shaking violently with fear.

"In the darkness... that bad guy will come looking for... me. I have to hide when the lights are turned off."

"Don't...don't burn me with cigarette butts! Don't use an iron! I'm afraid...of fire!"

"Don't hurt...sister, don't...don't! Just hit me..."

"Hit me."

Gu Shiche seemed to be immersed in the fear of the unknown and didn't even notice Jiang Wanqing standing in front of him.

He wrapped his long arms around his calves, his whole body shaking violently. His hospital gown was soaked with cold sweat and stuck tightly to his back.

He kept repeating, "Hit me, don't hit my sister."

Jiang Wanqing had heard Lu Qi say this before.

Most patients with multiple personality disorder suffered extremely severe physical or mental abuse in their childhood, which led to their split personality.

The human spirit is like a piece of jade.

Although it seems indestructible, it will break into pieces if hit hard.

DID patients will place the painful memory on a certain personality.

Let a specific personality bear the pain, so that the main personality will forget this memory.

This may be the human mental defense system, pretending that the pain is happening to others, thereby paralyzing oneself.

Therefore, the person called Midori Shiche is the personality that specifically bears Gu Shiche's pain.

She stretched out her hand tremblingly, trying to grab Gu Shiche's wrist, but was pushed away.

Gu Shiche raised his head woodenly, without any expression.

That kind of ruthless indifference, as if he had no idea who she was, revealed a morbid murderous intent.

The scarlet eyes gave her goosebumps instantly, and she subconsciously took a few steps back.

The next second, Gu Shiche walked out of the small closet.

Only in the silvery moonlight could she see his expression at the moment.

Those cold eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, with a creepy evil charm, like a wild beast, gathering strength and leaping, wanting to bite off the neck of its prey.

Unconsciously, her body was shaking more and more violently.

Gu Shiche approached her step by step, holding a fruit knife in his hand. She had used this knife to peel apples for him during the day.

His low, hoarse voice carried a hint of morbid madness.

There was a man's voice in Gu Shiche's mind, repeating the same sentence over and over again.

"Kill her! Kill her! She is your enemy! Kill her!"

The sharp blade flashed a dazzling silver light in the moonlight.

Jiang Wanqing had nowhere to retreat, her back leaned against the wall, her scalp numbing.

At this moment, Gu Shiche was like a bound demon who finally found an opportunity to be released.

"Kill him...he won't hurt my sister."

"Gu Shiche...it's me..."

But at this moment, he had completely lost his mind.

The veins on Gu Shiche's forehead bulged, and his grip on the knife handle tightened a little.

Suddenly, his eyes turned bloodshot and he went completely crazy. He swung the knife towards Jiang Wanqing.

"Ah!" Jiang Wanqing screamed and avoided his attack.

But the knife still cut a 10-centimeter gash on his arm, and blood spurted out immediately.

The blood on the ground was shocking. Jiang Wanqing was kneeling in a pool of blood, with blood still flowing from her arm.

“Shi Che…Gu Shi Che!”

Jiang Wanqing's face was pale, without a trace of blood, and she kept calling his name, as if she had finally awakened his sanity.

Gu Shiche's eyes were frighteningly red, and he looked at her while shaking his body and gasping for breath.

His personality wanted to pull himself out of his madness, so he kept struggling.

Hearing the noise, Lu Qi hurried in and turned on the light.

The room suddenly lit up.

There was a crisp click.

The knife fell to the ground with a loud bang.

"Damn it, what did I...do..."

Gu Shiche knelt beside her, pulled her over and hugged her.

In a trance, the ground was covered with blood.

But he lost his memory of what happened just now.

......

After the doctor's emergency bandage, the bleeding on Jiang Wanqing's arm stopped and a bandage was wrapped around her arm.

The light in the ward was not turned off. She slowly pushed open the door and tiptoed in.

Gu Shiche was sitting alone by the window, lost in thought. When he saw her come in, he slowly turned his head.

"Gu Shiche."

"Well, it's me."

Jiang Wanqing was shocked. It was the main personality that came back!

When she ran to Gu Shiche and was about to hug him, Gu Shiche's cold voice stopped her.

His expression was dull, his handsome face was cold, and he glanced at her expressionlessly.

"Jiang Wanqing, please leave and don't come back."

"what are you saying?"

He took out his checkbook and filled in the amount with a pen while speaking coldly.

"3 million should be enough for you to spend for a while. If you've spent it all, please contact my secretary."

"I will transfer the three villas and one holiday villa in the imperial capital to your name as compensation for this injury."

Gu Shiche tore off a check and placed it on the table.

"Tokitoshi...what are you talking about? Why are you talking nonsense again?"

"Don't you understand what I'm saying? I suddenly don't like you anymore. I'm tired of you."

After Gu Shiche finished speaking, he glanced at her coldly: "I want to change to a new toy."

"Then... the old one should be thrown away."

He pursed his lips, silently took off the wedding ring on his ring finger and threw it out of the window.