After conquering seven male favorites, the vicious heroine wants to run away

Chapter 182 Abandoning Them
"Auntie, you're cooking another culinary disaster."

Shi Nuanyu yawned and lazily got out of bed, the air filled with a suffocating smell.

"There are still a few days until the start of my junior year. I want to volunteer at the welfare home the day after tomorrow," she mumbled as she walked into the bathroom with her eyes still closed.
She picked up her toothbrush and started rinsing her mouth. "Auntie, shall we go to the zoo today?"

Not hearing a response, Shi Nuanyu quickly rinsed her mouth and went into the kitchen. An unknown black food was steaming in the pot, but her aunt's body was nowhere to be seen.

"Where have people gone?"

She muttered to herself as she walked to her aunt's bedroom door and knocked.

"Auntie, are you inside?"

There was still no movement in the bedroom, so Shi Nuanyu curiously pressed herself against the wall.

"Did he go out?"

As Nuanyu walked down the street, she was filled with emotion. Looking at the people and vehicles coming and going, she felt as if she had been transported to another world.

For some reason, it seems like she hasn't gone shopping properly in a long time.

After browsing through all her favorite shopping malls, Shi Nuanyu sat contentedly in the park, enjoying the afterglow of the sunset.

Brilliant clouds drift across the azure sky, gradually transforming into the shapes of birds under the slanting rays of the sunset.

Shi Nuanyu enthusiastically gestured the outline of the bird, saying, "So cute, just like a very cute person."

what!
She looked at the clouds with a puzzled expression. Why did she associate them with people?

When she returned home, she still couldn't find her aunt. She searched the house again and then fell into a deep sleep three hours later.

"Auntie, you're cooking another culinary disaster."

Shi Nuanyu yawned and lazily got out of bed, the air filled with a suffocating smell.

……

Yu Changfeng called out to her, trying to touch her again and again, his hand penetrating her body.

Once, twice, three times... ten times.

He watched helplessly as she repeated the same daily routine, through unfamiliar streets, strange clothes, and a language he couldn't understand. Was this where his Nuannuan lived?
Yu Changfeng sat by the bed, looking at her peaceful sleeping face, and gently stroked her cheek.

Nuannuan, is that person a very important family member to you?

Looking at her relaxed and serene demeanor, he realized how attached she was to this place.

"Yu Changfeng, if we delay any longer, Nuannuan's life will be in danger."

A flash of white light appeared on the wall, and Qinghe came in against the light. He calmly surveyed the group of people standing around the bed, staring at the woman on the bed.

Yu Changfeng became wary. "Why are you here?"

This is a warm dream. He entered the dream with the help of the guiding incense. How did the Imperial Preceptor Qinghe get in?
Knowing his suspicious nature, Qinghe did not explain directly, "I pledged my love to Nuannuan Flower Lantern and promised to spend my life with her."

Yu Changfeng's face was ashen; this matter was his greatest regret.

"The Grand Preceptor of Nanyue is quite cunning; don't forget that she doesn't belong to you."

One sentence silenced the two of them.

Qinghe picked up a strand of her hair and kissed it, saying, "Nuannuan, come back."

"How are you able to touch Nuan Nuan?"

Yu Changfeng questioned her sharply, but when he tried to take her hand, he missed.

Qinghe took Shi Nuanyu's hand and handed it to him, saying, "I'm entrusting her to you to wake her up."

As soon as he finished speaking, his body transformed into starlight and gradually disappeared.

The worst thing that can happen to a person is encountering a perverted lecher, especially one who likes ancient Chinese style cosplay.

She woke up early in the morning to find a strange man in her room, and he wouldn't leave her like a leech.

"Hey, if you don't leave my house, I'm really calling the police."

Shi Nuanyu brandished a baseball bat and threatened him menacingly. If she weren't outmatched, she would have kicked him out of the house long ago. Yu Changfeng glanced at the baseball bat with a half-smile, then casually raised his hands and stood against the wall.

"Nuan Nuan, this little stick can't hurt me."

Last night, the Imperial Preceptor Qinghe suddenly appeared and then suddenly disappeared. He was able to appear in front of her and touch her. It seems that all of this was his doing.

When she woke up in the early morning, before he could say anything, she pulled out a stick and attacked him.

"Behave yourself," Shi Nuanyu glared at him fiercely, pointing the baseball bat at his chest, slowly moving it before quickly picking up her phone from the sofa.
"You've tried to scam me at my house. I'm going to get Uncle Hat to come and arrest you now."

He was tall and had a carefree, roguish look; you could tell he was some kind of hoodlum who'd popped up out of nowhere.

Shi Nuanyu dialed the number, her suspicious gaze sweeping over him.

The first thing I did when I saw him was wake him up; this guy wasn't just a scoundrel, he was mentally ill too.

She heard a busy signal on her phone and dialed several more times, puzzled.

Yu Changfeng blinked, signaling her to continue. "Nuan Nuan, do you need my help?"

The thief who swaggered into the house looked so relaxed and carefree that it infuriated her. Shi Nuanyu roared, enunciating each word clearly, "No, we don't need to."

The baseball bat was pressed hard against his chest, and Shi Nuanyu coldly questioned, "My doors and windows are tightly closed. Where did you come in from? Tell me the truth."

She won't believe it until the thief is brought to justice today.

Yu Changfeng raised his chin. "Nuannuan doesn't believe me, nor does she believe your little box."

Seeing that she had no doubts, he continued, "The fire is still burning and the food in the pot is hot. Your aunt really will leave without regard for your safety. If you don't believe me, you can call your aunt using that little box."

Shi Nuanyu pursed her lips tightly, her hand holding the phone involuntarily tightening.

"Nuan Nuan, you've been poisoned by the 'Fleeting Dream' spell. This is just your dream, and you've already cycled through it at least ten times. If you don't wake up soon, you'll die."

Yu Changfeng earnestly advised, "Nuan Nuan, think carefully about whether you remember what happened yesterday."

He knew her temperament; forcibly suppressing her would backfire, so it was better to let her think it over carefully.

Shi Nuanyu put away the baseball bat with a forced smile and made a gesture of invitation.

"I thought you were just a petty thief, but I didn't expect you to be a master liar with a screw loose. Now, please leave my house."

He threw the phone back onto the sofa and grabbed a baseball bat with both hands to shoo it away.

"Get out of my house."

Yu Changfeng stared into her eyes, then obediently retreated to the doorway. Noticing the strangeness in her eyes, he grabbed the baseball bat.

He sighed silently, then stepped forward and embraced her.

"If Nuannuan doesn't want to go back, I'll stay here with you."

His gaze fell on the photo frame on the TV cabinet. He couldn't see the woman's face clearly next to Nuan Nuan, but he knew that she was the family member she missed dearly.

Day after day, he searched and knocked on doors. His Nuannuan was so intelligent that even if time stood still, it couldn't hold her back.

She just...

Shi Nuanyu pushed him away forcefully, staring at him defiantly, "Get out of my house now."

Yu Changfeng remained silent, standing at the door without moving an inch.

He was waiting for her decision, and also gambling on their place in her heart.

The thief refused to leave, and Shi Nuanyu couldn't do anything about it. She put down her baseball bat and walked to the TV cabinet, gazing longingly at the woman in the photo frame.

After a long pause, she slowly said, "You should leave."

The next day she noticed something was wrong with the house. Although her aunt's cooking wasn't very good, it shouldn't have turned into such a dark, mushy mess.

The dishes I make are barely edible, but they always lack some flavor.

My aunt wouldn't disregard her life or death; she wouldn't do anything unrelated to the gas stove.

My aunt's room is never locked; she never tries to keep an eye on her.