Chapter 87 Treat Me as Him

The next morning, the typhoon had left, but it was still drizzling outside the window.

Yang Cici was woken up by the alarm clock. She reached out to turn off the ringer, then sat up yawning.

"I'm so sleepy..."

She seemed to have had a very outrageous dream yesterday, which prevented her from sleeping well.

In the dream, Pei Yanchuan was having sex with her while begging her, saying that he could be her mistress as long as he could be with her.

She was crying and couldn't speak at all, but this bastard kept asking her, and when she didn't answer, he got harder and harder.

What the hell is going on?

She got out of bed in a daze, opened the door and went to the bathroom to wash up.

As soon as I opened the door, my eyes met with the man at the dining table.

After their eyes met, Yang Cici's eyes suddenly became clear.

She held the door handle and blinked at Pei Yanchuan, trying to see something wrong in the man's expression.

But the man just smiled at her and said gently: "I bought some breakfast, come and have it after you finish washing up."

Yang Cici nodded: "Okay."

After washing up and sitting at the dining table, she picked up the egg, cracked it on the table, lowered her head to peel the eggshell, and the man's voice sounded in her ears.

"Thank you for letting me rest here yesterday."

“…”

She glanced up and said "hmm" softly.

Did Pei Yanchuan really not remember? Or was he pretending?

Yang Cici took a bite of the egg thoughtfully.

Unexpectedly, the man suddenly spoke again: "You said before... I look a lot like someone. Are you close to that person?"

She paused, "Why are you asking this suddenly?"

Pei Yanchuan lowered his eyes and smiled gently: "It's okay if it's not convenient to say it, it's just that I seemed to have a dream yesterday, and this dream seemed quite real."

"...What dream?"

Hearing this, Pei Yanchuan pursed his thin lips, and his gentle face seemed a little embarrassed to speak, with a slight blush on his face.

His appearance instantly reminded Yang Cici of the past when Pei Yanchuan drugged her, then pretended to be pitiful and slandered her the next day.

Yang Cici finished eating the eggs with a wooden face, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes expressionless.

This bastard is coming again.

She finally discovered that Pei Yanchuan not only liked to lie to her, but also liked to act and just refused to talk properly.

It seems that the medicine is completely useless. Pei Yanchuan still remembers what happened yesterday, and he was pretending to be asleep, and now he is here to remind her.

She picked up the milk next to her and drank it all, then took out a tissue to wipe her mouth. "That person is really important to me."

Pei Yanchuan was stunned, staring blankly at the table, and looked up a little slowly.

His throat was dry, and he cleared it. The smile on the corner of his mouth was stiff and forced. The jealousy in his heart almost broke out, and every word was so difficult to say.

"Do you... like that person very much?"

Hearing this, Yang Cici supported her chin and said nothing, as if she was thinking.

After a moment, she glanced at the man lightly, then slowly lowered her eyes and spoke word by word:

"Yes, I like it very much."

In an instant, Pei Yanchuan's pupils contracted slightly, and his heart felt like it was pierced by someone, with a cold wind rushing in.

The corners of his mouth trembled slightly, and he uttered a very soft breath with difficulty, "Is that so..."

He pretended to be calm as he lowered his eyes and adjusted his sleeves, but his knuckles were shaking uncontrollably and the fabric was deeply wrinkled from being gripped.

As expected...

It turns out to be the person I like...

Why...why didn't he come back earlier...

Pei Yanchuan's eyes wavered slightly, and his fingertips pinched into his palm.

Realizing that something was wrong with the man, Yang Cici blinked.

Are you angry?

Just as I was thinking about whether to say something to ease the situation, I heard Pei Yanchuan suddenly say, "Is he dead now?"

Yang Cici: “…”

As if realizing that his words were inappropriate, the man lowered his head and chuckled softly, "Sorry, I couldn't help it."

He slowly raised his head, his eyes slightly curved, but there was no smile in those gentle peach blossoms, instead there was a bottomless darkness.

"I was just wondering, if you like each other, why aren't you together now?"

The man spoke very slowly, and his gentle tone seemed gentle, but it carried a tangled, sticky feeling of restraint that made it almost impossible to breathe.

Looking at Pei Yanchuan in front of her, Yang Cici was stunned with a curious look in her eyes.

...So magical.

She had never seen Pei Yanchuan like this.

After she reacted, she blinked, pursed her lips, lowered her head a little embarrassedly, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

But in the eyes of men, this look was like a girl lowering her head out of shyness because she remembered that "person".

Pei Yanchuan clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, and he spoke hoarsely: "You treat me like this... is it because of that person?"

Hearing this, Yang Cici raised her head and shook her head. "No, I'm always like this with my friends, and there really wasn't anything I could do about it yesterday."

...Friends? Is there anything I can do about it?

So, Cici doesn’t want to admit it?

After a long silence, Pei Yanchuan suddenly laughed:

"So you kissed me at night because you were friends? There's nothing you can do about it?"

As soon as the words came out, the girl's eyes widened slightly, as if she didn't expect him to say it directly. Then she blushed and looked away, "This..."

Pei Yanchuan stood up, walked to the girl and squatted down, looking up at her blushing cheeks, and lowered his voice: "Ci Ci, you kissed me first last night, but I don't blame you..."

He tentatively took the girl's wrist, and when she didn't refuse, he took the initiative and gently put his face close to hers, lowering his eyes and speaking softly:

"I know you mistook me for that person, and I don't blame you, but that person is dead... If you still can't forget him, I'll walk you through it, and you can also treat me as him, okay?"

Yang Cici: “…”

Yesterday's dream actually came true.

What does Pei Yanchuan want to do this time? He doesn't want to be her boyfriend anymore, but wants to be a substitute.

Seeing the gentle and handsome man willingly kneeling in front of her, Yang Cici lowered her eyes and pursed her lips, moving her fingertips slightly and gently touching his face.

If Pei Yanchuan had been like this in her previous life, she would not have broken up with him.

From this point of view, Pei Yanchuan really liked her the first time they met.

After a moment of silence, Yang Cici slowly narrowed her eyes, bent down, and softened her voice: "We are not doing this right, Pei Yanchuan. If anyone finds out, I will be told off."

The man's eyes darkened, his fingertips tightened, but the curve of his mouth did not change at all.

He lowered his head and kissed the girl's palm, sighing softly: "Then it will be fine as long as no one finds out."

As he spoke, Pei Yanchuan raised his head again, his eyes slowly curved, his expression gentle and affectionate.

"I won't let anyone find out, Cici, don't you want to? I will satisfy you."

Yang Cici blinked, the tips of her ears hidden under her hair turned slightly red, and she felt a little dizzy.

Pei Yanchuan likes this kind of...

She slowly pulled her hand out, then gently touched the man's face again, blushing and whispering, "I'll think about it."

No one told her that yandere has this side.