Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

The two looked into each other's eyes and tried to smile at him.

"...Hehehe, I...am awesome, aren't I?"

Bai Weiran smiled and looked away.

"Let me get you a glass of water!"

They took the opportunity to leave the scene.

Bai Weiran frowned as he poured the water.

This matter is a bit of a test of the cadres' willpower; it's not ideal for a lone man and woman to be alone together.

Mengmeng is a grown-up girl after all.

But entrusting this task to another man would be even more inappropriate, and he wouldn't feel comfortable with it.

It might be better if a third party was present, but if Xia Yanle saw this scene, something felt off.

Yu Mengmeng held the water glass and gulped down half of it in one go.

The way she drank water was also very childlike. While others held their cups with one hand and drank slowly, she held them with both hands and gulped them down. She only caught her breath after drinking half a cup. She made the one-minute treatment process seem like she had just run two kilometers.

She held the water glass, pondered for a while, then turned to ask Bai Weiran.

"Bai Weiran, do you think I'll get better?"

"Of course."

What if I don't get better?

She persisted in asking, and Bai Weiran was taken aback, only to find it amusing.

"Don't rush, listen to me, don't rush this." He coaxed her gently, taking out a tissue to wipe her face.

"Just because this method doesn't work doesn't mean other methods won't work. Just because you think I can't do it doesn't mean others can't. If we can't achieve our goal, what we should do is not worry or be anxious, but change our approach."

"What if I meet someone I like, but I'm still not fully recovered, and they look down on me?"

Bai Weiran laughed.

Wow, this young lady has quite a deep mind, but it's not surprising that she has relationship troubles at this age.

He was quite happy. Since she could think about other potential partners, it meant that the wounds from that incident with Su Cheng had faded, the chapter was over, there was no love or hate, and she was just an insignificant person in his life. That was for the best.

"If he's someone who will look down on you, then don't choose him," he admonished seriously.

"Finding a partner is a two-way selection process. If he likes you too, he should be willing to work on this issue with you. If he doesn't want you because he can't accept it, then so be it. There are plenty of men out there, we don't need another one." He found the girl cute and reached out to pat her head.

"Don't be afraid, if you don't get better, I will..."

His phone rang, and Bai Weiran saw that it was a colleague calling. He interrupted what he was about to say and walked away to answer the call.

The girl stood there, hugging a pillow, tilting her head to watch his back.

Hey Bai Weiran, what you're trying to say is—[I'll take responsibility, right?]

What Bai Weiran actually wanted to say was—"I will take you to see a therapist, seek professional advice, and help you get better."

Androphobia is ultimately a psychological disorder, so of course you should see a psychologist if you have a problem.

For several days in a row, only Mengmeng was home when Bai Weiran returned.

The answer is Xia Yanle is in the library.

Bai Weiran felt it wasn't quite right, and one night he brought it up with Xia Yanle.

"Although the security here is quite good, it's still not very safe to go home too late at night. You're unfamiliar with this place, so it's best to be cautious."

Xia Yanle doesn't even have a cell phone, so if anything happens, he can't contact him immediately, which worries Bai Weiran.

Xia Yanle smiled, neither agreeing nor disagreeing with his suggestion, letting it go in one ear and out the other, remaining unchanged.

That's what your little girl is looking forward to. How could I be a third wheel and ruin your sweet time together?

She's not that kind of person.

The evening breeze was chilly as winter approached, and Xia Yanle walked along the street lit up by streetlights.

Although this place lacks the advanced scientific research of the world where we live, it offers a comfortable way of life.

Their cultural and entertainment life, food history, and so on are even more vibrant.

When Xia Yanle reached the entrance of the residential area, she glanced at the time on the clock in the security room.

It's not even 11 o'clock yet.

She usually waits until 11 o'clock before going inside to make sure the little girl has enough time.

She sat down by the flower bed at the entrance, looking relaxed and beautiful, attracting the attention of passersby.

She was wondering how long it would take Yu Mengmeng to win over Bai Weiran when someone stopped in front of her.

She looked up, somewhat surprised.

Bai Weiran looked at her with a smile.

"So you're already back? I asked around at the library entrance and got nowhere."

Bai Weiran realized that Xia Yanle wouldn't listen to his advice at all. After thinking it over, he went out again after returning home that night and went to the library entrance to wait for her. The library was open late, closing at 10:30 pm. He waited at the entrance at 10:30 pm and saw that the crowd had all left, but Xia Yanle was nowhere to be seen.

Because Xia Yanle left at 20:00 today.

She was reading when three people came up to her asking for her WeChat. It was so boring, so she packed up and went for a yo-yo early.

He just happened to pass by Bai Weiran.

Xia Yanle was very surprised.

She took Bai Weiran's question as a polite gesture of goodwill.

The defining characteristic of a "gentlemanly" person is that they say what they mean and don't have to take responsibility for it.

Qin Yun is like that; he always has a lot of caring words to say, but he can't do them because of various other things or other girls interfering.

But Bai Weiran was genuinely worried about her safety.

Looking into his clear eyes, Xia Yanle suddenly felt like laughing.

I don't know why, but I feel like laughing.

This person's actions often surprised her.

Bai Weiran didn't know why she was laughing, he just assumed she was happy.

He doesn't like to delve into other people's emotional reactions, nor does he like to follow them.

“I’m a little hungry and I’m thinking of getting some late-night snacks. Do you want to come with me?” he asked.

Since we've already come out and walked back and forth, it would be a real shame to go back without having a late-night snack.

Xia Yanle doesn't eat late-night snacks.

In fact, she had a very low appetite for food, but for once she became interested in it.

"Okay! What do you want to eat?"

Bai Weiran smiled at her, his hands in his coat pockets.

"Eat at my private noodle shop."

He took Xia Yanle to eat at a nearby Chongqing noodle shop.

It's called a noodle shop, but it's really just a noodle stall with a few simple tables, and it was about 80% full when I arrived.

That Chongqing noodle stall is different from the others; it operates from 5 PM to 2 AM, selling only noodles. When you go there, you order from the owner, who asks how many ounces of noodles you want and cooks them right there, piping hot.

In Xia Yanle's world, this form of street vendor had long since disappeared due to the crackdown by urban management officers. She had never seen it before, so seeing it now seemed quite novel to her. She sat there and waited, and a bowl of noodles arrived. It was smooth and chewy, with a fresh and fragrant aroma. Soy sauce, chili oil, and various other seasonings blended together in the bowl, making it spicy but not irritating, like a straight punch to the soul.

It gives you energy even in the dead of night.

She started eating faster than usual.

As Bai Weiran ate, he also quietly told her about the preparation and origin of Chongqing noodles.

Just pretend you're a professional tour guide in another world, and give a brief introduction to the long-standing culinary traditions of China.

"I haven't had this myself in a long time. I used to often go out and buy a bowl."

"It's so delicious, why don't you eat it?" Xia Yanle asked in return.

Bai Weiran smiled with his head down and did not answer, but Xia Yanle was smart and immediately realized what was going on.

It's because of the girl in the family.

The girl had a poor constitution from birth, so Bai Weiran paid close attention to her diet and would ask her what she had eaten every day when he came back.

Although this kind of noodle is delicious, it has so many seasonings, it's numbing and spicy, and there's too much oil, so it's definitely not suitable for her diet. For her sake, he has also been eating less, and because he always stays at home talking to her after get off work in the evenings, he has even fewer opportunities to go out.

If I hadn't come out to see her today, I probably wouldn't have come to eat noodles.

The surroundings were noisy, and she suddenly felt a little bored with this person.

He spoke quite a bit, but he put a lot of thought into it.

Under the same roof, she could see him clearly. He rarely expressed his emotions; more often than not, he was so gentle and rational that it was infuriating. And beneath this rationality, there was an unintentional tenderness.

Unlike the others she had met, he never acted with a purpose, nor did he use his emotions to prove his gentleness to others. His gentleness was not even meant to be known by others.

Let people come and go as they please, let people misunderstand as they please.

Perhaps it's waiting for someone to discover it.

Bai Weiran was eating noodles when Xia Yanle suddenly asked him a question.

"Mr. Weiran, were you always the one getting dumped in the past?"

He choked involuntarily, the mouthful of noodles coated with chili peppers rushing into his nose, causing him to sneeze uncontrollably. He clutched a tissue, tears streaming down his face. Xia Yanle was also startled, not expecting her words to elicit such a strong reaction.

It seems she really was dumped, as she brought up painful memories.

One was so choked by the chili peppers that he couldn't speak, while the other regretted touching someone's wound and secretly reflected on his actions.

At a small noodle stall at night, the genius, yandere girl frantically pulled out tissues for Bai Weiran.

Crowds surged from all sides, and the owner, serving noodles, weaved through the customers, leaving no one to pay attention to them.

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