After Conquering the Yandere Villain, I Ran Away With His Child

Xin Sui transmigrated into a cannon fodder character in an apocalyptic novel who wouldn't survive past chapter one. She started with a hellish mode.

The system also instructed her to redu...

Chapter 135 The Little Match Boy

As a result, his "darkening value" didn't decrease at all after he finished breakfast.

It seems that the food guide approach is completely dead end.

Xin Sui decided to tell a story to Leopard (Xuan Tu's split soul).

A heartwarming and healing fairy tale.

I hope this will touch Xuantu's heart.

After all, he was born into a post-apocalyptic world and probably hadn't heard any fairy tales.

This time, Xin Sui didn't go to the balcony.

The June sun was so intense that it felt like your skin was going to explode.

She carried Leopard to the greenhouse on the rooftop.

He sat down in the wicker chair, where fruit, drinks, snacks, and other refreshments were provided, and then began his lecture.

Once upon a time, there was a little boy who sold matches...

"...He huddled in the corner, lit a match to keep warm, and in the small flame, he saw his deceased grandmother."

Grandma reached out her hand to him and said she would take him to a warm place.

"The little boy reached out his hand, and just as he was about to touch his grandmother's hand, a snowman appeared."

The snowman was tall and plump, with a particularly bulging belly. She opened her belly and said to the little boy:

"'Want to come into my belly? It's warm inside, and there's lots of delicious food there too.'"

The little boy looked at his grandmother in mid-air, then at the snowman, and finally chose to climb into the snowman's belly.

“The snowman didn’t lie to him; her belly was indeed very warm, like a house, with a fireplace burning inside.”

"A roast duck was hanging in the fireplace, sizzling and dripping with oil, smelling incredibly delicious."

"On the table next to him, there was a lot of delicious food, even more lavish than the Christmas dinner of the family he had seen through the window earlier."

“Eat up, all of this is yours,” came the snowman’s voice.

"After the little boy had eaten and drunk his fill, he followed the snowman's directions to the bathroom and took a warm bath."

Lying on the soft bed, he felt incredible; everything that had happened tonight felt like a dream.

"But when he woke up from his dream the next day, he found that it was all real, the snowman was real, and the little house inside the snowman's belly was real too."

He looked out the window and saw the snowman walking through a beautiful field, where many bright wildflowers bloomed, like stars on the ground...

"The little boy and the snowman lived happily ever after. They traveled across the fields, through the forests, and over the snow-capped mountains..."

"I've been to many places, seen many sights, and made many friends."

"Finally, they settled in a picturesque place with a spring-like climate all year round and lived a leisurely and peaceful retirement life."

After the story was told, Xin Sui was deeply moved.

The snowman in the story is the companion of her dreams.

However, looking at Leopard again, the little guy completely failed to understand her complex human emotions, and was happily munching on a fruit.

My mouth was watering from eating.

Xin Sui didn't take it to heart.

After all, she wasn't telling this story to Leopard.

However, the fact that Xuan Tu's corruption level did not decrease indicates that he was also indifferent to this story.

The system suggested: [Why don't you sing "Baby" a few more times?]

Xin Sui then began to sing.

However, it still didn't work.

Xin Sui picked up the leopard and rubbed his forehead against it.

"You little devil, what am I supposed to do with you?"

The "little vixen" she was referring to was not Leopard, but Xuan Tu.

"Awoo!"

Suddenly, the leopard barked fiercely at a certain spot.

Xin Sui looked around, but there was nothing there.

Behind her, a colorless liquid resembling slime silently coalesced into a human shape.

A fish head and a human body—isn't that Old Fish Head?