Chapter 164 I'm Sorry
Late at night, the car drove into the villa.
The car door opened and a man got out, standing straight. He was holding a potted plant in his hand. The cute little flowers were totally inconsistent with his cold and gentle face.
When he closed the car door, the silver rings on the man's fingers were particularly conspicuous in the night.
Seeing this, the servant hurried forward and said, "Master, you are back." At the same time, he reached out to take the potted plant.
Pei Yanchuan dodged slightly and said calmly: "I can get it myself."
The servant was stunned at first, but still withdrew his hand.
Looking at the man's back as he went upstairs, she paused, remembered what Grandma Li said, closed her mouth silently, and turned to leave the villa.
Pei Yanchuan opened the door and saw that the room was pitch black. He raised his hand and turned on a night light.
In the dim room, the quilt on the bed bulged, the girl's face sunk into the soft pillow, her eyelashes cast a shadow under her eyes, and her skin seemed to be covered with a soft pearly sheen.
Pei Yanchuan placed the potted plant on the bedside, reached out and touched the girl's face. Her soft profile was like a ball of marshmallow.
His eyes softened and he bent down to kiss her.
Then he stood up and walked to the closet.
Hearing the sound of the wardrobe door being opened, the girl on the bed's eyelashes trembled, and then she slowly opened her eyes.
She stared at the potted plant beside the bed for a few seconds, then raised her head slightly and saw the man taking off his suit jacket.
Under the dim light, the man had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, with the lines of his back muscles faintly undulating under his shirt. The fabric was taut when he raised his hands, revealing an exciting sexual tension.
Yang Cici didn't expect to see this scene. After she reacted, her face turned slightly red, but she stared without blinking.
Pei Yanchuan's body is really well-trained, and every time she is in bed, she can't help but touch him a few times.
The result was that I could hardly get out of bed the next day.
Thinking of this, her ears hidden under her hair turned red, and she slowly sat up on the bed.
The quilt made a slight noise as it rubbed against each other, which seemed particularly abrupt in the quiet of the night.
Pei Yanchuan, who had just picked up his pajamas, paused and slowly turned his head.
As a result, I met the girl's eager eyes.
Pei Yanchuan: "..."
The girl on the bed had her bangs slightly raised on her forehead, her almond-shaped eyes sparkling with light, the ends of her hair naturally drooping, with the laziness of someone who had just woken up, and her skin was delicate and almost transparent under the light.
The two looked at each other, but no one spoke first.
Pei Yanchuan clutched the pajamas in his hand tightly. There was no abnormal expression on his face, but in fact his mind was blank.
Why did Cici wake up?
Is the medicine no longer effective for Cici?
In the silent and quiet eye contact, Pei Yanchuan's eyes became more and more nervous, his knuckles turned white from the exertion, and his Adam's apple rolled.
But before he could finish his words, the girl suddenly lay back down.
She even pulled the covers and looked like she was sleepwalking.
Pei Yanchuan was a little confused. Nervousness and fear made his thoughts a mess, and he couldn't figure out what the girl's attitude was.
He looked down at the clothes in his hands, was silent for a moment, then turned and walked towards the bathroom.
Hearing the sound of water in the bathroom, Yang Cici opened her eyes, looked at the potted plant on the bedside, reached out and touched the small flower bud, and muttered softly.
"It's well-raised."
Soon, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.
The bathroom door opened, steam wafted out, and the man's hair scattered across his forehead. His eyebrows, eyes, and nose became more three-dimensional, and his facial lines lost some of their sharpness and became softer. Water droplets hung on the ends of his hair, flowing down his jaw into his pajamas.
Pei Yanchuan walked to the bed, but didn't dare to get on it.
He looked at the girl's back and was silent for a long time before he lifted the quilt and lay down.
Snap——
The night light went out and the room fell into darkness again, with only a faint moonlight leaking in through the gap in the curtains.
Pei Yanchuan groped in the darkness, carefully hooked his fingertips around the end of the girl's hair, and whispered, "Baby."
“…”
"Are you awake?"
"You can pretend that I'm not awake. After all, you don't want me to wake up."
Pei Yanchuan was stunned by the girl's cold words. He let go of her hand and apologized in a mute voice: "I'm sorry..."
Yang Cici opened her eyes and slowly turned around.
She looked at the man's silhouette in the night and whispered, "Pei Yanchuan, what are you sorry for?"
Pei Yanchuan's throat was dry, he lowered his eyes, and his voice was nervous.
"I shouldn't have drugged you..."
"What else?"
"I shouldn't have put you under house arrest..."
"What else?"
"I shouldn't have lied to you..."
"What else?"
"I shouldn't have hidden the fact that I recovered my memory from you..."
"What else?"
Hearing this, Pei Yanchuan's eyes darkened, he clenched his palms, and said softly: "I shouldn't... not believe you."
Yang Cici watched quietly, reaching out and slowly stroking the man's face.
"Pei Yanchuan, even if there wasn't that plane ticket, you wouldn't believe that I would get back together with you?"
The palms of girls' hands are soft and warm, with a unique light fragrance.
Pei Yanchuan held her wrist: "Hmm..."
"Because I discovered you're a lunatic?"
Yang Cici whispered, "Pei Yanchuan, you only told me about anxiety before. Is that because you were afraid I would find out you were a lunatic?"
Pei Yanchuan's fingertips trembled, and he responded softly with a trembling voice.
"Ci Ci, I don't think the same as you do... I don't want you to hate me. After knowing that you also have memories, I even thought that you might just be using me to deal with Li Xuanmeng. I can help you, as long as you can change your mind about me, I can help you."
But in the end, Cici still had to break up with him.
All he did was useless.
In the darkness of the night, the man's eyes gradually turned red and his voice became hoarse: "Li Xuanmeng said you would break up with me, and you really broke up with me. She even said you would like someone else. I dare not bet... Cici, I dare not bet whether you really like me. You already know my identity in this life."
No one would like such a person, even he used to hate the way his mother looked.
But in the end, he became the person he hated.
Yang Cici was silent for a while, then suddenly said, "Pei Yanchuan, why do you think I didn't notice it in my previous life?"
The man was stunned, his eyes red as he asked blankly: "What?"
Yang Cici didn't say anything. She sat up and turned on the bedside night light. The dim light illuminated the scene on the bed.
The sharpness of the man's handsome features had faded, leaving only a lingering sense of fragility and bewilderment. The faint red at the corners of his eyes, like cinnabar softened by moisture, added a touch of fragile beauty.
He just stared at her, even his breathing seemed to become lighter.
Yang Cici helplessly curled her eyes, slowly lowered her head and kissed the corner of the man's lips, murmuring softly: "What I mean is... you used too little medicine before, so every time you came, I actually knew it."
She took his hand and slowly brought it to the back of her neck, then said with a soft smile:
"You still like to leave traces here, don't you?"
After saying this, Yang Cici looked at the man's stunned expression.
She smiled, straightened up, and counted on her fingers.
"Oh, that's not right. There was another time, the one with the Chinese medicine at the bar. I actually knew it was you."
Pei Yanchuan looked dazed. He had never thought that Cici knew everything about the drugging in his previous life.
After a long while, he slowly came back to his senses, cleared his throat, and reaffirmed in a hoarse and unbelievable voice: "...Did you really know this a long time ago?"
Cici actually knew all along...
But she never exposed him, and even cooperated with him every time.
Pei Yanchuan didn't know how to describe his feelings, which were complicated and difficult to describe.
But he couldn't deny that at this moment, a secret joy rose in his heart.
He raised his head, his eyes deep, his fingertips gently brushed the back of the girl's neck, and his voice was very soft: "Cici, aren't you afraid?"
Yang Cici blinked and said seriously, "If I were scared, Pei Yanchuan, I would have called the police the first time you sneaked in. And the surveillance camera at my door was also set up by you. I said that the property management over there is not so kind."
Hearing this, Pei Yanchuan paused. His hand slowly moved upwards, gently pressing the back of the girl's head. He raised his head and kissed the corner of her lips, his eyes curved as he whispered softly, "Yes... the baby is very smart."
Meeting the man's gentle gaze, Yang Cici was slightly stunned.
For a moment, she seemed to see Pei Yanchuan, who had just been with her.
He was gentle and refined, and his gaze towards her was always soft and gentle, with a faint smile.
She suddenly whispered: "No, I'm not smart..."
She pursed her lips, feeling a little tight in her chest, and straightened up and whispered, "If I were smart... I wouldn't break up with you."
Thinking of the scene of their breakup that day, her eyes drooped and her face looked lost.
"Pei Yanchuan, do you know why I suddenly broke up with you at the barbecue restaurant?"
This incident actually happened a long time ago, but when Pei Yanchuan heard the girl suddenly mention it, he immediately thought of it.
He sat up slowly, "Why?"
After being together with Cici, Cici never mentioned breaking up to him. Cici is a soft-hearted person and would never say such words.
But from that day on, everything changed.
Yang Cici lowered her head and pursed her lips, her voice hoarse: "Because I heard about your identity that day."
She looked at the man next to her with a dark look.
"Pei Yanchuan, you are the male protagonist of this world."
Pei Yanchuan was stunned.
He didn't understand for a moment, and his voice faltered: "...What?"
What male lead?
Yang Cici reluctantly lowered her eyes. "It's hard to believe, isn't it? I didn't believe it at the time either, but this is what Li Xuanmeng told me. To be more precise, I heard it from Li Xuanmeng."
"Pei Yanchuan, it's strange that you only realized Li Xuanmeng at the end of your previous life, but I actually knew Li Xuanmeng's identity a long time ago. She came from another time and space, and there is a system in her head. I can hear her talking to that system. Their mission is to capture the male protagonist of this world."
It was the first time that Yang Cici revealed her secret, and she was actually very nervous.
What if she tells it and it causes trouble?
What if... Pei Yanchuan knew that this was the only reason for her breaking up and got angry with her?
Thinking of this, Yang Cici's breathing trembled. She clenched the quilt in her hands, lowered her head, not daring to look at the man's face, or even to meet his gaze. Her heart felt sore as if it had broken a hole.
Her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and she could only speak softly with difficulty: "Pei Yanchuan, I know they want to capture the male lead, but I never thought that you would be the male lead they want to capture."
"They also said the other day that you were with me not because you liked me, but because you used me as a shield to pretend to be a normal person."
Her new boyfriend was told he didn't like her before they even had a date.
Moreover, the person who pointed it out claimed to be Pei Yanchuan's new girlfriend.
What should she do then?
Is the boyfriend she finally found gone just like that?
Yang Cici felt a sore nose, her eyes became hot, her vision gradually blurred, and tears dripped onto the quilt, instantly wetting a deep mark.
She hurriedly turned her face away and raised her hand to wipe away her tears, but her voice couldn't hide the sobs, and she sobbed tremblingly: "Wuwuwu, that's why I broke up with you, Pei Yanchuan, I'm sorry, I didn't know, but no one would believe me if I told them..."
"I'm not smart at all, wuwuwu. Li Xuanmeng said you'll like her in the future... I don't want you to like her, but I don't want to steal her away from you, so I want to break up with you, wuwuwu..."
The tears at the corners of her eyes were gently wiped away. The man held her in his arms, kissed away the tears at the corners of her eyes, and coaxed her in a low voice over and over again:
"Don't blame the baby, this is all my fault, it's my fault."
After hearing what the girl said, Pei Yanchuan's first reaction was self-blame and heartache.
Rather than breaking up, he felt more sorry for Cici because she was so sad at that time.
He lowered his head, closed his eyes, and gently rubbed the girl's face, "Ci Ci, I understand why you believe Li Xuanmeng."
Cici was still in the process of testing him, so when that woman appeared, Cici naturally felt alienated and suspicious of him.
"Don't cry." He kissed her cheek. "Didn't you break up with me later? Baby is still smart."
Coaxed by the man's gentle attitude, Yang Cici actually stopped crying.
She raised her wet eyes and looked at Pei Yanchuan. Thinking of the day they officially broke up, she couldn't help her temper and said aggrievedly:
"I didn't want to break up with you at first, and I even kissed you. It was you who made me smell Li Xuanmeng's perfume that night. Who knew you couldn't smell it? And you agreed so quickly!"
Pei Yanchuan lowered his head and kissed her face, "It's my fault, it's my fault."
He gently combed the girl's hair. "So, is my drugging also from that plot?"
Tired of crying, Yang Cici leaned on his shoulder and said, "No, it's because Li Xuanmeng said you're a yandere male protagonist. I also checked other novels online, and they all do this."
Pei Yanchuan paused and lowered his eyes.
He had no idea that the disease he had always hated was part of his personality that he couldn't escape.
So in order to create this character, was his childhood experience inevitable?
The world shaped him into this state, watched him crumble step by step, and then sent some attacker to attack him.
What about him?
Because of these illnesses, he couldn't even have a normal relationship, and even made Ci Ci accompany him to bear unnecessary pressure.
Everything he suffered, everything his lover suffered, was all because of himself, all because of the male protagonist's character.
Pei Yanchuan's jaw was tense, his lips were pressed into a cold straight line, and his dark eyes seemed to be surging with undercurrents, obscure and difficult to understand.
He closed his eyes and slowly buried his face in the girl's neck. His voice was very soft, and his tone was filled with self-blame and pain that he himself was not aware of.
"Ci Ci, if I hadn't been sick, if I could control myself, I wouldn't have become a yandere hero... and this wouldn't have happened..."
Yang Cici paused when she heard this, and suddenly remembered what Grandma Li said during the day - Pei Yanchuan had hurt himself.
And... I heard that the scar is still there.
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