Rules of the Unusual: My Yandere Husband Pretends to Be Innocent Online

Don't look back.

When Xia Xiaoqin reached the last word, her fingers trembled uncontrollably.

In the darkness, raindrops dripped from her hair and streaked down her cheeks.

A chilly wind blew through the mansion, and a white oil-paper umbrella stood perfectly above her.

Clenching her fists, Xia Xiaoqin tried her best to remain calm.

The fact that the bell hasn't rung yet proves that the figure behind her has no intention of harming her.

Should we continue to play dumb?

However, once you enter Old Master Lu's bedroom, you can't ignore the second rule...

Xia Xiaoqin's fingers hovered over the paper, her face deathly pale.

Reason told her that she had to shake off the figure behind her first, and she absolutely could not rush in.

However, after taking a deep breath, she couldn't help but make a bold decision.

"You...are right behind me, aren't you?"

Xia Xiaoqin pursed her lips, staring blankly ahead, never turning around.

"What exactly are you?"

His long, pale hand gently gripped the umbrella handle, its knuckles clearly defined.

Rain dripped continuously, trickling down the eaves onto the pale umbrella.

"You..." Xia Xiaoqin took a deep breath, trying to control her rapid breathing. "If you really were summoned during my death broadcast, are you following me now because of the oath I swore back then? I swore to kill those who bullied me, so are you following me to kill Lu Yang?"

Silence spread through the darkness.

Immediately afterward, Xia Xiaoqin seemed to faintly hear a low chuckle.

The man's laughter was deep and magnetic, as melodious as a cello.

He didn't speak, but gently pulled Xia Xiaoqin's hand with his large palm. Then, he stroked the girl's index finger with his fingertips, slowly raised it, and pointed the finger forward.

Just then, from inside the open door, came the sound of something crawling on the floor.

Then a cry for help came from the darkness.

"Xiaoqin! Xia Xiaoqin, please help me!"

Lu Yang's voice, tinged with fear, came from the other end of the bedroom.

Upon hearing this voice, Xia Xiaoqin was startled.

And the outcry grew even louder.

"Xia Xiaoqin, don't leave me... My arm is broken, and my foot is sprained. I can't move. Help me!"

It was Lu Yang's voice.

He's inside the house!

Xia Xiaoqin listened intently to the sound from afar, biting her lip as cold sweat soaked her forehead.

And a deep, magnetic voice sounded softly in his ear.

"Small quilt".

"Do you really think he's the real Lu Yang?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Xia Xiaoqin froze.

The man's voice did not stop, his tone carrying a hint of nonchalant lament, yet also a mocking air of feigned sarcasm.

"Xiaoqin, I am Lu Yang... Didn't you say you would always be by my side?"

"How could you abandon me? You swore an oath the day we escaped from the orphanage."

A torrential downpour suddenly began, the raindrops pelting her body.

Xia Xiaoqin turned around abruptly, and in the darkness, it seemed as if nothing had happened.

Everything that just happened seemed like an illusion.

"An orphanage? What do you mean by that...? How do you know...? Who are you?!"

The rain soaked Xia Xiaoqin to the bone.

But before she could think any further, Lu Yang inside the house called out to her for help once again.

"Help me, Xia Xiaoqin! Why are you just standing there?!"

The shrill voice, like a taut string, abruptly jolted Xia Xiaoqin awake.

She absolutely cannot go in.

—The second rule is clearly stated: if there are other people in the bedroom, leave immediately.

If she goes in now, two lives will be intertwined, which would be against the rules.

So regardless of whether Lu Yang is actually inside, or whether there's someone else intentionally trying to seduce him, she can't go in.

"I'm sorry... I can't break the rules."

Xia Xiaoqin took a step back.

But Lu Yang's voice inside the room suddenly changed tone, turning into a sobbing voice.

"Little Qin...don't leave me..."

Immediately following were dull thuds of hands slapping the brick floor, one after another, as if someone were dragging their body toward her.

"I twisted my ankle and can't move... Xiaoqin, look at me, I can't crawl over there, I really need your help..."

Inside the room, Lu Yang slumped on the brick floor, one of his feet swollen and deformed, looking like a radish.

At this moment, due to the excruciating pain, he could only sit on the ground and incline inch by inch toward the door with one arm.

Through the swaying curtain, he saw Xia Xiaoqin seemingly standing outside.

At this moment, Lu Yang's face, now devoid of any skin, was twisted to the extreme.

He couldn't stop cursing this damned, despicable woman in his heart for ruining him step by step!

He usually helps if he pretends to be pitiful, why not this time! He really can't stand up!

"Xia Xiaoqin! Help me! Why are you just standing there?!"

However, Xia Xiaoqin's expression became somewhat strange, and then the girl called out to him nervously in a soft voice.

Lu Yang stared intently at Xia Xiaoqin, and finally, from the way her lips moved, he could make out what she was saying.

Don't shout!

Rule number one—Do not make any noise to disturb the peace! Do not shout!

The sounds inside the house suddenly stopped, including the crawling sounds.

Lu Yang stared wide-eyed for a long time before realizing what taboo he had broken.

He suddenly raised his hand to cover his mouth, covering it so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

Skinless lips were pressed against the palm of his hand, emitting muffled, hoarse breaths.

The rain intensified, the water pattering against the tiles and bricks.

Then, another sound came from deep within the bedroom.

It was the sound of footsteps.

The footsteps were slow, steady, and somewhat aged.

It was as if someone, wearing cloth shoes, slowly and deliberately walked out from the deepest part of the bedroom.

Lu Yang covered his mouth and began to crawl desperately toward the gate.

"Cough, cough..."

Accompanied by an old cough, a musty smell of stale incense ash mixed with the sour stench of decay wafted out from under the door.

"Little Qin—Help me!!!"

A scream shattered the silence of the bedroom.

Ring ring~ Ring ring~

The silver bell bracelet on Xia Xiaoqin's wrist made a crisp sound.

The girl looked up and, in her mind, saw a thin old man dressed in a funeral shroud standing at the door.

It's Grandpa Lu!

The thin old man was covered in mottled age spots, and he coughed laboriously, as if something was stuck in his throat.

The next second, Xia Xiaoqin heard a strange sound, as if something was ejected from Grandpa Lu's mouth, accompanied by a sticky, watery sound.

It's a tongue!

The long tongue wrapped around Lu Yang.

Lu Yang's scream turned into a shriek as his body was dragged by the tongue, making a screeching sound as it scraped against the floor.

He tried desperately to grab onto something, his fingers digging into the table legs and chairs, but in the end he grabbed nothing.

"Xia Xiaoqin! Help me! Help me, please think of something!"