Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

Everyone at the scene stopped talking instantly, and there was a moment of silence, with only the sound of the fire alarm.

Then something even more awkward happened—the alarm stopped sounding.

Without any warning, social death came just like that.

This mansion features a traditional, winding corridor. The guest room area opens directly into the corridor, which in turn surrounds an exquisite central courtyard landscape.

Bai Weiran and Xia Yanle had a clear view of the scene from above the central courtyard.

“We both win half and lose half,” Bai Weiran said.

The result was that the men covered their faces and the women covered their bodies.

Because older men only want to have fun and not take responsibility; they don't want anyone to see their faces.

The older cousin wanted to pin the blame on the other party and was eager for everyone to see what she really looked like.

Xia Yanle covered her mouth with her hand and chuckled softly.

"Your method is too vicious."

"No, I just felt that since they are so compatible and a match made in heaven, I should help them out and prevent them from harming others."

Xia Yanle glanced at him sideways, a faint smile flickering in her blue eyes.

"Are you trying to help me? Are you worried that I'll continue to be bothered by this annoying guy?"

"Maybe so! Because we're friends." Bai Weiran replied with reservation.

Xia Yanle lowered her eyelashes, making her expression unreadable.

“I know you’re helping me; you’re a low-key person.”

"...Thank you very much."

"Although we're friends, it seems like it's always me causing you trouble."

"I've been thinking for a while now that I have the chance to apologize to you and thank you."

Her voice was even gentler in the evening breeze, its lingering melody echoing in people's ears.

"I did do something wrong at the time. Thank you for stopping me, otherwise I would have committed murder."

“It’s one thing for me to want to die, but it’s another thing to deprive others of their right to live. I apologize for this. You were right to stop me back then, and I thank you for preventing me from going down a path of no return.”

Bai Weiran listened without moving.

"I think what I lacked before was a friend like you."

“You are very special to me. I feel that we have a lot in common and are similar in many ways.”

A gentle breeze caused her delicate black dress to flutter, and the silvery moonlight shone on her beautifully sculpted profile.

She smiled, appearing gentle and calm.

"I feel like I'm getting better every day."

Bai Weiran finally replied.

"...Really? That's wonderful."

"It may sound arrogant, but as a friend, if there's anything I can do to help, please let me know so I can assist you."

Xx

Xia Yanle received the notification the next day.

Qin Yun, who had been missing for several days, returned home.

She put down her phone, chuckled silently amidst the quiet data documents, and a glint of light flickered in her clear blue eyes.

He wanted to take action during the day, as he seemed very busy during the day.

She thought about it calmly, but cruelly.

Based on the clues gathered over these days, it can be deduced that he likely has other work during the day—he might even be an office worker with a very regular lifestyle. It is certain that he will definitely appear at 8 PM, and Mondays are his busiest time. He once inadvertently revealed that he has a regular meeting on Monday mornings.

When people are busy, the monitoring will definitely be relaxed.

At that time, she would have a higher chance of killing Qin Yun.

Arson is simply inefficient.

She's not good at killing people with a knife.

Falling from a building or poisoning are faster and more effective methods.

She took chemistry courses and got a pretty good grade.

Xia Yanle didn't want to kill Qin Yun to commit suicide because she loved him deeply. She just felt that life would eventually return to nothingness anyway. She knew that she could meet many people in life, including some very good ones, but she was too lazy and tired to build relationships with them.

She could neither feel the joy of normal people from it, nor did she like the idea that human relationships are subject to change.

Only death can freeze a relationship in this moment, ensuring it will never be betrayed again.

Little did she know that on Monday morning, as soon as she finished washing up and stepped out of the bathroom, Bai Weiran was already sitting on the edge of her bed, tossing the newly concocted poison up and down in his hand.

"Didn't I already tell you?" Bai Weiran shrugged, not looking at her.

“There was a friend named Bai Weiran who was just like you.”

"So he can understand what you think and what you want to do."

With a snap, he gripped it tightly, and the glass bottle shattered into tiny pieces in his hand, disappearing without a trace.

"He's played the 'pretend to be a friend' game before."

"The first rule to make others feel that they are close friends with you is to make them feel that they are special to you and different from others. This applies to both opposite sexes and same sexes. Moreover, depending on the degree of control, it can create different perceptions and feelings of friends, good friends, close friends, and even lovers."

The mask, half-crying and half-laughing, turned to Xia Yanle, her expression turning somber, and her eyes losing their light.

**

Everyone praises Wei Ran for his high intelligence, yet they also hope every day that he will unfortunately be defeated.

You're all yanderes too, aren't you?

Σ(o?д?oノ)

Chapter Thirty-Two: Where Dreams Begin (4K, Two Chapters Combined)

Xia Yanle chuckled softly.

"This is based on experience; have you played this game before?"

With a wave of her hand, the hairband that she had tied up for easy grooming was pulled off. Her hair was usually straight, but it would curl naturally when it got wet. It would curl into soft waves without needing to be permed, and the strands of hair would spread out like waves. A gentle breeze came in from the window, and her long, wavy hair would pat her shoulders softly, with a few damp strands clinging to her cheeks.

Her eyes were a deep blue, like a sea siren appearing in a winter blizzard, her beauty cold and ethereal.

Bai Weiran wondered if yanderes were simply blessed with good looks.

When she enters a yandere-like, dark state, experiencing emotional ups and downs, she is especially beautiful at this time, possessing a unique temperament, with a bloody fragrance, absolutely stunning and eerie.

Unfortunately, Bai Weiran dislikes blood. Seeing blood wouldn't elicit a poetic recitation of "That's the poignant, sorrowful withering of life's flower," but instead, he'd pull out his phone and say, "Hello? 110? I need to call the police."

She sat down in the chair in front of the desk, facing Bai Weiran, but her face was turned to the side. She pressed her palm against her forehead, her eyes flashing blue light, not looking at him. Her profile was extremely perfect.

"Forget it, I don't care about any advice from experience..."

Her tone was calm and gentle.

"...Professor Wen, you may think you've helped me a lot with the blind date dinner, but have you ever considered that if you hadn't meddled, none of this would have happened?"

The dead have no worries.

"Don't you think you're being too arrogant? Who do you think you are, interfering with my decisions?" she concluded with a single sentence, looking at Bai Weiran.

"Mr. Wei Ran, you are really annoying."

To Xia Yanle's surprise, she saw the masked man chuckle softly.

She felt slighted and couldn't help but feel angry.

"……why are you laughing!?"

Bai Weiran smiled, shook his head, and waved to her.

"Sorry, sorry, I wasn't laughing at you, I was laughing at the coincidence."

"It's just that there's nothing new under the sun. These words are so familiar. Although the wording is slightly different, it's practically a replica, a classic reappearance. I think it's too much of a coincidence, which is why I couldn't help but laugh."

Xia Yanle was speechless and could only watch Bai Weiran laugh for more than ten seconds before she could stop.

“I understand your dissatisfaction,” he said seriously.

The next sentence surprised Xia Yanle.

"I'm sorry, if you have any complaints about me, please try to overcome them yourself."

"…………!?"

"I'm not leaving, and I'll keep trying to stop you."

Xia Yanle's expression involuntarily revealed a cold and stubborn air that seemed to say, "You can't persuade me."

Bai Weiran responded gently.

“You’re mistaken. I have no reason to argue with you, because you can’t reason with a stubborn, intelligent person. For every theory in the world, there can be a completely contradictory theory to attack it. No idea is ever completely correct.”

But for intelligent people who know a lot, no matter what you say, they can always find a new theory to attack you.

In the end, it's just endless debate and speculation.

But life is a multifaceted complex, and its essence cannot be fully understood through mere speculation.

"I won't argue with you, nor will I give you long lectures."

"I will only stop it."

"Prevent others from hurting you, and also prevent you from hurting others."

Xia Yanle frowned.

"What's the point of you doing this?" she asked coldly.

"You said your mission was to stop my abnormal infatuation. If I never end it, are you planning to do this for the rest of your life?"