Wasn't It Supposed to Be a Yandere? Why Are You Sneaking Kisses on the Beautiful Host?

Burning the琉璃盏 of the Heavenly Dao, he was thrown into small worlds to serve his punishment. Holding a grudge, the little lamp wick decides that since the Heavenly Dao has abandoned him, he will cl...

Chapter 13 The autistic neighbor is coveted by a yandere boy (13)

That's even more exaggerated than the sky falling down.

Pei Qing is the only one in the Pei family who is left unattended. They tried to manage him before, but things got worse the more they tried, so they simply stopped interfering. As long as no one gets killed, they give him some money every month and let him live however he wants.

"Your surname isn't Pei?"

Pei Qing: "..."

Pei Qing: "You're something else. What's that internet joke again? Respect other people's fates, put aside your desire to help others. I'm such a busybody, it's all for nothing. You bastard, don't come looking for me next time!"

Pei Ji raised an eyebrow: "Are you angry?"

"Ha!" He crossed his arms and turned his head to the other side, looking displeased.

Pei Ji: "There's crumbs on your lips."

Pei Qing: 。 。 。 。 。 。 。

He reached out and touched it, and sure enough, there was a bloodstain from a medium-rare steak. His ears were red and his face was black. Looking at his cousin, who was even taller than him, his chest heaved. He had forgotten to wipe the mouth when he pulled the guy out.

After his sharp tongue, Pei Ji offered a sweet remark, "He's very handsome, don't worry about him too much."

Pei Qing rolled her eyes at him: "You can shut up now."

Pei Jiping straightened his lips and also became serious.

She said, "I really like Brother Xiaoyu. You don't understand that feeling. I want to be with him. He can't have contact with anyone, including the psychologist."

"You have an excessive amount of sympathy."

"I can still distinguish between sympathy and liking."

"No, Pei Ji, were you gay since you were little, or did you only recently become gay? We used to play naked all the time when we were kids, you haven't been thinking about me, have you?"

Pei Qing's gaze towards him changed.

Pei Ji left, dismissing him with a curt "You're crazy."

Pei Qing chased after him, chattering on and on. He had just been angry, which showed that he had no control over Pei Ji at all.

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Nan Yu stayed on the sofa, waiting for her phone to pop up with a message.

3:54, 3:55, 3:56, 3:57, 3:58, 3:59.

4:00.

My younger brother is usually very punctual.

Nan Yu's eyes lit up, eagerly awaiting Pei Ji's message.

4:01.

4:02.

4:03.

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? ?

? ? ?

Why haven't I heard anything?

4:03, 1s, 2s, 3s, 4s, 5s, 6s, 7s, 8s, 9s, counting the seconds, until 4:30, Nan Yu's eyebrows furrowed from a small frown to a deep twitch, her face puffed up with anger, like a delicate and beautiful little pufferfish.

My mind is filled with thoughts of timeout, timeout, timeout!

Why don't you send him a message?

Why not send it?

Nan Yu typed and sent it out with a wronged expression: Little brother...

The words themselves seem to carry a choked, drawn-out tone.

Pei Ji saw the message but refrained from replying, instead instructing the doctor to speed up the bandage application.

Pei Qing sat in the chaise lounge, a lollipop dangling from his mouth, looking utterly speechless.

The left calf was wrapped in a full circle, and the right arm was also wrapped in a full circle and suspended with a bandage. After Pei Ji finished wrapping it, Pei Qing took a picture with his phone and showed it to him. Pei Ji was satisfied.

Only then did he take his own phone.

Send a message.

hAxYG: Xiaoyu Ge

hAxYG: I got hit by a car on my way home from playing basketball.

hAxYG: Currently in the hospital

hAxYG: I might be back a little late.

hAxYG: I probably won't be able to make dinner.

hAxYG: Can I have my housekeeper prepare it and deliver it to me?

Nan Yu's eyes were blurry with tears. Through her blurry vision, she saw her phone constantly popping up messages. Seeing that the profile picture was Pei Ji, she quickly raised her hand to wipe her tears and brought the phone closer to look carefully. Hospital?

My nerves jolted.

He was so anxious that he was like a headless fly. He straightened his legs, which had been crossed, and got off the sofa barefoot. He opened the door and ran downstairs. Only after running out of the yard did he remember to reply.

Typing with red eyes: How serious is it?

Nan Yu: Does it hurt?

Nan Yu didn't know which hospital he was in. She was completely lost, her hands were trembling as she typed, and she had forgotten about her severe social anxiety. Next door, yes, she ran to the next door and knocked on the door.

Pei Ji's courtyard has a small iron gate.

It was swayed by Nan Yu's movements.

There was a doorbell, but he didn't notice it.

When Wang Ma came out to open the door, she saw a very handsome man, or rather, a boy.

Her skin glowed white in the sun, and her hair, which hadn't been cut in a long time, was blown about by the wind, flowing and messy. Paired with her delicate face, she looked like a messy but adorable little angel.

It's really beautiful.

Seeing the man hesitate, Nan Yu instinctively took several steps back. Wang Ma approached, asking as she walked, "Young man, what's wrong?"

Nan Yu was terrified, but he was also worried about Pei Ji. He gripped his trembling hand, trying to steady himself. He wanted to speak, but his throat felt like it was stuck, and his face turned red.

Puzzled, Wang Ma asked again, "Who are you looking for?"

Nan Yu stammered, "Pei, Pei Ji..."

He spoke those two words for almost ten seconds.

The afternoon sun was blazing, and before long, Liang Yun's back was soaked with sweat, and Nan Yu's neck also turned red.

Upon hearing this, Wang Ma asked in confusion, "Young Master isn't home, so who are you?"

Nan Yu's rejection reaction became increasingly obvious.

He couldn't even finish a single sentence.

They couldn't even apologize politely or tell the other person who they were.

She ran home as if fleeing, and even tripped and fell on the way. Wang Ma was stunned and was about to open the door to help her up when the little angel stumbled and ran to the next door.

Wang Ma's eyes widened.

next door.

Is it the one next door?

The young master's neighbor?

As if she had discovered something new, Wang Ma excitedly and eagerly turned to tell the lady.

“Really, Madam, you didn’t see it. Her eyes are like a cat’s eyes, even more beautiful than a girl’s. No wonder the young master likes her. Even at my age, I like her too.”

To be honest, Wang Ma's taste wasn't very good; she would even compliment a stray dog ​​that passed by.

"He came to see Pei Ji, why weren't they allowed in?"

Wang Ma: "He wanted to let him in, but as soon as he heard the young master wasn't there, he ran away."

Pei's mother asked the machine manager to access the surveillance footage.

She really wanted to meet her little neighbor next door.

How could Pei Ji be so distracted?

We tried every possible way to move there.

A white figure appeared in the surveillance footage. She wasn't wearing shoes, her hair was messy, and her features were delicate. She was indeed as beautiful as Wang Ma had said. If she wore a wig, it would be difficult to tell whether she was a man or a woman.

Wang Ma was also watching the surveillance footage nearby and said:

"That won't do. She's not as pretty as the real person. If she were a girl, and she were to marry our young master, the baby she would have would be incredibly beautiful."

Pei's mother didn't say anything.

Consider why the other party came to find Pei Ji.

Now that the son has a 'wife,' he doesn't care about his parents at all. He doesn't come home for days, and when he does, he just goes for a quick visit before moving on again.

It's only a few minutes away.

It's harder than climbing to heaven to catch a glimpse of him.

In this sweltering heat, who did you go out with? Why would the other person need to look for you? Did something happen?

Pei Ji was faking it; of course, there was no mother-son connection between them.

Call up.

It rang for a while before it was finally answered.

Where did you go?

“It’s me, Aunt Pei Qing.”

"Xiao Qing, are you with Pei Ji?"

"Together."

"Tell Pei Ji that the kid next door is looking for him, and give him a message."

"Huh?! Oh, okay."

Pei Qing was quite shocked. After hearing Pei Ji's explanation of Nan Yu's illness, according to normal logic, he shouldn't have gone out. Instead, he took the initiative to go next door to find Pei Ji.

Seeing that Pei Qing had hung up the phone, Pei Ji asked, "What did my mother say?"