Qi Yu took out paper and pen to draft the agreement. To Gu Baiwei's surprise, the boy who used to write in a terrible handwriting now wrote with vigor and strength, showing a certain style.
She remembered that once when she was a child, she ran into Qi Yu doing her homework on the stairs after school.
Inside the room came the man's curses and the woman's heart-wrenching cries. The handsome boy sat numbly on the cold steps, focused on writing and drawing in his notebook, as if he couldn't hear the sounds coming from inside.
Gu Baiwei felt a pang of sadness watching this, and went over to take his hand: "Come on, let's go to my house to write."
Young Qi Yu's emotionless eyes immediately filled with anticipation, like a stray dog that had finally met an owner willing to adopt him.
He followed her into the house with a look of excitement on his face.
Gu Baiwei gave him her small desk.
Qi Yu obediently lay down on the small table and wrote carefully, stroke by stroke.
Seeing how seriously he was writing, Gu Baiwei couldn't help but curiously peek over, then her face instantly scrunched up: "What ugly handwriting... Hey, that stroke isn't written like that..."
Finally, she took his hand and began to teach him to write, stroke by stroke: "You know, handwriting is a person's face, right? Look at you, you're so good-looking, but your handwriting is terrible. If you write love letters to girls in the future, they won't like you."
The little girl, Qi Yu, said with a determined look on her face: "I don't want to write love letters to other girls, I only write them to my older sister."
Gu Baiwei responded with a flick on the head: "Kid, what do you know? Don't talk nonsense."
"Sister, is it pretty?"
My thoughts were interrupted by a pleasant male voice.
Gu Baiwei blushed: "I wasn't looking at you, I was looking at the words you wrote."
"Sister, I was talking about words."
Meeting Qi Yu's slightly mocking gaze, Gu Baiwei gritted her teeth inwardly; this kid must be doing it on purpose.
His deep eyes softened with a smile, making Gu Baiwei momentarily dazed; at that moment, it felt as if they had returned to their childhood.
Suddenly, a drop of bright red liquid fell onto the paper and spread out.
Gu Baiwei was stunned for a moment, then realized: "You have a nosebleed?"
Qi Yu casually wiped the blood dripping from her nose: "It's nothing, it's probably just a bit of a sore throat."
"Can you really bleed so much from a fever?"
Gu Baiwei stared in astonishment as the blood continued to drip from his nose, staining the white paper a bright red.
She hurriedly handed him the paper next to her: "Sit still and don't move. Look up for a while. If it doesn't work, we'll go to the hospital."
Meeting her worried gaze, Qi Yu's eyes flashed with tenderness, and then the corners of her lips turned up: "Sister, you still care about me, don't you?"
Gu Baiwei didn't know how to answer. She felt sorry for Qi Yu, who had a tragic childhood, but she was filled with fear when facing this paranoid and perverted man.
But seeing his pale face and bleeding, she still couldn't help herself...
Qi Yu obediently looked up, her dark eyes gleaming with light: "Sister, don't be afraid of me, okay? In this world, the person I would never hurt is you."
He spoke slowly, paused, and then continued, "That day... Sister, you saw it, right?"
Gu Baiwei realized almost instantly what he was talking about: the woman she had killed.
"She deserves to die."
A strong killing intent surged in Qi Yu's deep eyes.
It turns out that Qi Yu's current body is that of a boy with the same name and appearance as him.
He was a soul that transmigrated from another world. When he transmigrated, the boy was being bullied by that fat woman, who was pinning him down like a dead dog.
When the woman saw that he didn't react, she angrily slapped him repeatedly and forced him to take more of the drug.
At that time, his consciousness was not yet fully integrated with his body, so he could only let the woman bully him at will.
By the time the woman left satisfied, he was covered in wounds, with not a single patch of his skin intact.
I thought that was the limit, but after that woman left, another equally obese and disgusting woman walked in...
At that time, he was not fully in control of his body and could only let them do whatever they wanted to him. It was the most disgusting and humiliating day he had ever experienced in both his lives. As for the original boy, he had been living like this for who knows how long.
Perhaps out of pity for the boy, or perhaps because of their similar experiences, Qi Yu helped him kill all the women who had bullied him, including the men.
And that woman was the last one...
By the end, Qi Yu's eyes were almost manic, and the nosebleed that had just stopped started flowing again.
"Stop talking."
In an instant, Gu Baiwei seemed to see again the little boy from her childhood who had been hit on the head with a wine bottle by his father without uttering a sound, but who silently shed tears as she helped bandage his wound.
Some people are born into a swamp, and others, high above them, condemn them as base and shameless, unaware that they have no choice at all.
Qi Yu met her gaze, her face instantly filled with a look of loss and helplessness, exactly the same as when she was a child: "Sister, I also want to appear in front of you properly, but I seem even more pathetic than before..."
Meeting his vulnerable and helpless gaze, Gu Baiwei subconsciously grasped his hand: "It's okay, as long as you repent and start anew, there's still a chance."
Gu Baiwei carefully advised that Qi Yu's mental state was clearly not normal at the moment, and that constantly provoking and forcing him would probably only make him more insane.
Qi Yu paused for a moment, then pulled Gu Baiwei into her arms.
She instinctively wanted to push him away, but thinking of how he had looked just now, she couldn't bring herself to do it and let him hold her tightly.
From an angle she couldn't see, Qi Yu's lips slowly curved upwards, and the words that came out were both aggrieved and obedient: "Sister, I will do whatever you want. Will you come with me to turn myself in three months?"
Gu Baiwei felt more depressed than ever before. She nodded gently, "Okay, I'll go with you."
Perhaps because of this incident, the two seemed to have grown much closer all of a sudden.
Qi Yu even took the initiative to return the phone to her.
As soon as I turned on my phone, a message popped up; it was from Ye Chuyue.
"Auntie, my brother said you went back to Country A? Why so suddenly? Weren't you supposed to participate in the top 20 selection competition?"
"It starts the day after tomorrow, when are you coming back?"
Clearly, Ye Sinian was afraid that Ye Chuyue would worry, so he did not tell her about her kidnapping.
Gu Baiwei didn't know how to reply, so she frowned and looked at Qi Yu: "When do you plan to let me go back?"
Qi Yu's face instantly turned aggrieved: "Sister, you just agreed to be my girlfriend for three months."
His eyes were wet as he looked at Gu Baiwei, his voice soft and sweet, as if he were pleading.
Gu Baiwei pressed her temples: "Even if I'm your girlfriend, shouldn't I still have my own personal freedom?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
