Quick Transmigration: What's Wrong with the Yandere Male Lead? It's So Good!

Jiang Rangrang, who was eating yogurt, couldn't finish her food upon hearing this: "Why?"

"You're a high school student, it's not good to keep taking leave. Also, don't sneak over here alone again, it's too dangerous."

He paused for a moment, then added, "Uncle Jiang will worry about you."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Rangrang snorted and said, "He can't care about me; he's too busy having a son."

Brother, don't worry about my studies. I can still get first place even if I skip a day! I don't want to go!

Ji Yizhou pursed his lips: "No."

Jiang Rangrang immediately moved closer to him, hugged his arm and shook it, drawing out her voice and acting coquettishly:

"No, brother~ I haven't had enough fun yet, and most importantly, I miss you so much~ I don't want to be separated from you~"

She looked up at him with her small face upturned, her eyes glistening with tears, a mix of acting and genuine emotion: "I'll stay another week! I'll leave after a week, okay?"

Every time Ji Yizhou met those eyes, he felt burned. He lowered his eyes and looked down at the slender white hands that were holding his arm.

I almost couldn't resist agreeing to her request.

But he quickly suppressed his anger, his attitude firm: "No, I have class tomorrow, so I can't stay with you all the time."

"But I really miss my brother... I miss him when I'm in class, I miss him when I'm eating, I miss him when I'm sleeping."

Jiang Rangrang pursed her lips, her voice full of grievance.

Her words were like an atomic bomb made of honey syrup, crashing into Ji Yizhou's desolate wasteland.

He awkwardly averted his gaze, this time not only daring not to meet her eyes, but also not daring to look at his hands. Excitement, panic, satisfaction... a complex mix of emotions kept churning in his mind.

But he still raised his hand and gently ruffled the top of her hair, his voice still gentle, but resolute:

"We can video chat every day. My brother is really busy, and staying here would disrupt my plans. Let's go back. I'll take you to the airport first thing tomorrow morning."

Seeing this, Jiang Rangrang pouted, but very sensibly agreed, "Okay then~"

Then, slumping his shoulders, he turned and went back to his bedroom, looking dejected.

Ji Yizhou stared at the closed bedroom door, remaining silent for a long time.

He wasn't at ease. He knew she had to go back; years of forbearance couldn't be wasted at the last minute. Besides, he really did have his own things to do...

He knew everything perfectly well, he knew he had to send her back, but why did his heart clench with pain?

He closed his eyes, lay flat on the sofa, his face pale, as if he had been gone for a while...

The next morning, Jiang Rangrang was woken up early. Looking at the table full of dishes, Jiang Rangrang sighed inwardly.

[Did he not sleep or did he get up very early?]

[I didn't sleep.]

[Sigh~ Let's offer him some help. What about 777? Is it really just abandoning its host?]

I've blocked it; I don't know what it's doing.

777: Without good friends to accompany him, Tong could only wallow in despair alone.

The host will awaken his memories when he truly encounters a crisis! This great cat king doesn't want to be stared at by him all the time, or he'll kick this great king away at the drop of a hat!

The two finished breakfast in silence, the atmosphere as heavy as a funeral procession. Jiang Rangrang was not chattering as usual, and the quietness made Ji Yizhou feel uneasy.

On the way to the airport by taxi, Jiang Rangrang kept looking out the car window, her face clearly showing that she was unhappy.

Ji Yizhou saw it, but he didn't say anything. Separation was for a better reunion.

Upon arriving at the airport and completing the check-in procedures, at the security checkpoint...

Jiang Rangrang took the initiative to make up. She turned around and threw herself into Ji Yizhou's arms, saying sullenly, "Then I'm leaving. Remember to eat well."

Ji Yizhou hugged her back: "Okay, let's go in."

Jiang Rangrang pouted, looking back every few steps, before finally turning around and walking into the security checkpoint, disappearing into the crowd.

Ji Yizhou stood there until he could no longer see her, and only then did the gentle mask on his face slowly come off.

The smile was gone from his eyes, replaced only by intense frustration and rage.

He turned around, hailed a taxi, and returned to his rented room.

In the taxi, Ji Yizhou leaned back in the back seat, staring blankly out the window at the rapidly receding street scene.

The car was quiet; without Jiang Rangrang, the air seemed to carry an unpleasant smell.

It took me twice as long as usual to get to the fifth floor. I inserted the key into the lock and turned it. With a click, the door opened.

There are cute cat slippers in the entryway; they belong to her.

Ji Yizhou squatted down and put the slippers into the shoe cabinet.

But looking around, the small house is filled with traces of the two of them living together.

On the coffee table was a fruit basket shaped like a hen, containing a few pieces of fruit.

The colorful Christmas tree-shaped cushions on the sofa are a refreshing sight in this dark old house.

The round and cute succulents on the windowsill made the old window look brighter.

Ji Yizhou stood there in a daze for a while, then decided to go back to his bedroom to take a nap and calm down.

When he opened the bedroom door, his eyes widened involuntarily.

On the bedside table lay the bank card he had refused to accept, next to several stacks of cash, neatly stacked, their bright pink color particularly eye-catching in the sunlight.

There was a piece of paper on top of the cash. Ji Yizhou walked over quickly and picked up the paper.

It was Jiang Rangrang's rounded handwriting.

Brother, you refused the card I gave you, so I secretly kept it. I even withdrew some cash, so be sure to use it!

I just found out that you have to enter a lottery to buy a car here, so I guess I'll just move to a nicer house.

Also, you're too thin. Don't always eat whatever you want. Remember to eat more vegetables, meat, eggs, and dairy products, and eat properly.

I won't listen to you. I'll come back to see you again. Next time I come, I'll check to see if you've gotten any stronger.

You are not allowed to save money and not use it!

—Make way

After reading the letter, Ji Yizhou's hand holding the letter began to tremble uncontrollably.

My chest felt like it had been scalded by something boiling hot; first a stinging pain, then an unbearable soreness and swelling.

How could she... how could she open her heart to him so completely?

She had no idea that the person she truly cared for didn't treat her like a sister at all; all he harbored in his heart was how to take revenge, and his sole purpose in life was to avenge that blood feud.

Anger, torment, and longing mingled together, exploding in his mind, and his long-strained emotions finally collapsed.

stab-

He tore the letter open and flung it up, the scraps of paper scattering and landing on the bedside table and sheets.

Ji Yizhou stood there, panting heavily, his eyes red, but only three seconds passed.

He seemed to suddenly come to his senses, and then abruptly squatted down, frantically picking up all the scraps of paper one by one.

He pulled out the glue stick, sat on the edge of the bed, head down, fingertips trembling, and carefully aligned the pieces, piecing them back together little by little.

His eyes were frighteningly red, and the corners of his eyes were moist. "Plop," a tear fell uncontrollably, hitting the paper and spreading a small patch of ink.

He quickly tried to erase it with his fingers, but the writing only became more blurred. His throat tightened, his voice became hoarse and broken, and he repeatedly murmured apologies:

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."

He felt sorry for his deceased parents.

He should have hated everyone in the Jiang family to the core, but Jiang Rangrang, being Jiang Yi's only daughter, should have been his second most hated target.

She grew up in luxury, living a carefree life like a princess. As a beneficiary of the system, she is wrong. He shouldn't have succumbed to temptation and become greedy.

But he felt sorry for Jiang Rangrang.

She knew nothing about what happened in the previous generation; she was simple and enthusiastic, and liked and cared for him, her "older brother."

But he entered the Jiang family with the goal of revenge from the very beginning. He harbored twisted thoughts that could not be exposed and deceived her from start to finish.

The pieced-together letter is covered with crisscrossing cracks, and even if it is glued back together, it will never be as good as it was before.

Just like his heart, it breaks and heals, heals and breaks again.

Ji Yizhou carefully folded the pieced-together letter and turned to look at the bank card and cash on the bedside table.

He suddenly chuckled softly, the laughter suppressed and low, carrying a hint of half-madness and morbidity.

He stretched out his finger and gently stroked the raised numbers on the bank card, his dark eyes churning with unfathomable emotions.

"Jiang Rangrang...why are you so good to me?"

"The more you act like this, the less I know what to do with you."

The hatred was real, and so was the attraction and longing. To let her go would be to betray their deceased parents.

So... he can't let her go...