Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

Bai Weiran felt sorry for Li Liang; good men are always held back.

"What's wrong this time?"

Li Liang's face was flushed, and he retorted with a furrowed brow.

"This time it wasn't exactly me being rejected... but it was still a kind of rejection."

Huh? What does that mean?

Wu Ji smiled and explained the whole story to Li Liang.

It turns out that Li Liang had met a girl through a dating app.

After chatting a few times, Li Liang felt that the other person's values ​​were not very compatible with his, but he thought the other person was quite good as a friend. They both worked in the internet industry and had a lot of work experience to share.

Their relationship was always lukewarm, even more ordinary than that of friends. Li Liang didn't pursue her, and they treated each other with respect, exchanging invitations back and forth.

The incident occurred before Li Liang was about to switch jobs to Shile.

The girl suddenly asked him this one afternoon while they were having coffee.

Do you like me?

Li Liang was taken aback, then immediately felt that saying he didn't like it directly would be too hurtful, so he went for a more tactful approach.

"Don't say that, I've always respected you."

"Then you have no right to disrespect me."

Li Liang put down his coffee cup.

"Let me be blunt, you're not my type!"

The girl glared angrily at him and pointed directly at him.

"You fucking bastard, show me some respect!!"

He was blocked and blacklisted, so he was dumped "again".

It was a complete joke. Bai Weiran and Wu Ji laughed at him mercilessly. Li Liang snorted and ordered another glass of tequila, fuming with embarrassment.

"You laugh and laugh, laughing at me, but what about yourselves?"

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There will be another update this afternoon! Brothers, you're so cute! (｀▽'*)

Chapter Thirty-Two: Look, it's snowing!

Wu Ji and Bai Weiran exchanged a glance. Bai Weiran remained silent, while Wu Ji laughed and casually touched his ruby ​​earring.

"Oh, I'm already taken."

Li Liang put down the wine he was about to drink, pushed up his glasses, and looked surprised.

"...Can you find it?"

Wu Ji raised an eyebrow. "…………? What's wrong with me, Li Liang? So you think I'm not worthy of your attention?"

Li Liang waved his hand, "It's not that you're a bad person, it's that you have bad criteria for choosing a partner. I always thought that unless you traveled back to ancient times to find a wife, you would be single for life."

If you only like ancient-style beauties and don't want cosplay, then what else can you do but time travel?

Wu Ji nodded, his tone teasing, "Yes, you're right, I've traveled through time."

Most people would have taken it as a joke, but Li Liang was a cautious man. Without evidence that Wu Ji was joking, he was skeptical.

"Really?"

Wu Ji laughed and put his arm around his shoulder.

"Holy crap, it's fake! Of course it's fake. What era are we living in? It's not 2088. Do you think we have a time machine? If you want 2088, you might as well play video games. Speaking of which, those games are really bad. With all the settings maxed out, the skin's light sensitivity is so high it looks like plastic."

That's a complete tangent.

Li Liang chimed in with a couple of comments about the game, then earnestly continued the discussion.

"The main thing is that I see your WeChat Moments are very quiet, you don't post anything. If you don't post some photos, will your girlfriend accept it?"

In Li Liang's mind, girls always liked to announce things to the world.

Wu Ji smiled and deftly deflected the question, saying, "She doesn't like taking pictures."

Seeing that Wu Ji's smile didn't seem fake, Li Liang, as a friend, naturally wished Wu Ji happiness and offered his sincere congratulations.

"It seems you really like her. That's great. When can we meet her?"

"The person you like must be extraordinary."

Wu Ji laughed loudly, snatched the bartender's drink, and refilled Li Liang's glass.

"If there's a chance in the future."

Bai Weiran couldn't help but smile.

Despite Li Liang's shrewdness and competence at work, and his ability to outmaneuver Sheng Nan and Dong Zhengyuan, he is actually quite simple-minded when it comes to friends. He is completely honest and trusts all his friends wholeheartedly, without any sense of comparison.

Li Liang possesses a kind and honest heart that contrasts with his shrewd exterior.

"What about Lao Bai?" Li Liang finished his drink and looked at Bai Weiran.

"Me? I broke up with my ex."

Bai Weiran explained the breakup in a relaxed and concise manner, including the side story of Chen Tingting trying to get back together but being rejected by him.

"Well done." Li Liang's fair face flushed red, reeking of alcohol, as he earnestly praised him, pushing away Wu Ji's hand that was on him and reaching out to Bai Weiran, muttering under his breath.

"Now Lao Bai and I are on the same side, long live being single! More suitable people are waiting for us ahead!! Wu Ji has been expelled from the register, so he's not on our side."

Wu Ji raised an eyebrow, let out an "Oh ho," and was about to speak when Bai Weiran looked over. Their eyes met, Wu Ji shrugged, smiled, and downed the wine in his cup in one gulp.

You're wrong again, Li Liang.

You're the only truly single person here; Bai Shao is being fought over.

Tragic, truly tragic.

The three of them talked about everything from relationships to work, their conversation seemingly endless, sometimes clinking glasses, sometimes banging on the table, and sometimes bursting into laughter.

Li Liang had the lowest alcohol tolerance. He was already limp when he left the bar, and was supported by Bai Weiran and Wu Ji on either side. He had his head down, eyes closed, and had fallen asleep.

Wu Ji had a high alcohol tolerance; aside from the smell of alcohol, his expression remained unchanged, and it was impossible to tell that he had drunk the most of the three.

Bai Weiran was feeling the effects of the alcohol, his face flushed. When he came out, he was hit by a blast of cold wind, which sobered him up considerably. He exhaled a breath that turned into white mist. Wu Ji said he would come again in two days because he hadn't had enough to drink today. He said Li Liang was terrible and asked Bai Weiran to come out with him again next weekend.

When it comes to drinking, I'd risk my life to be with my brothers.

Moreover, Bai Weiran himself felt it wasn't enough.

They had called a car and were waiting at the door when Bai Weiran's phone rang.

It was Qin Ning who called.

Bai Weiran answered the call but remained silent, drawing a puzzled look from Wu Ji.

After about twenty seconds of silence, Qin Ning's voice finally came through, the audio quality compressed and somewhat muffled and distorted.

"...Brother Weiran, look, it's snowing."

As Qin Ning was speaking, fine, fluffy snowflakes began to fall from the sky.

"Ah."

"It's been snowing all week."

"Ah."

Can you ice skate?

"so so."

"I like ice skating. On snowy days, the lake will be frozen solid by the weekend. Let's go ice skating together!" Qin Ning's tone was gentle, but her attitude was domineering.

"You can't refuse, because you still owe me a date, and you have to make it up to me."

Bai Weiran paused for a few seconds, then smiled, "I remember, of course that's no problem."

He hung up the phone.

Snowflakes drifted down, covering the earth in a colorful blanket, draping everything in a thin, white velvet blanket.

The car is here—

The flashing red taillights, from a distance, resembled the red lightning rod lights on a tall building.

Qin Ning stood on the bedroom balcony, looking at the snow. She covered her mouth with her hand and breathed softly. She looked at the adjacent balcony, but there was no one there.

Qin Ning paused for a moment, then turned and went into the room.

Mengmeng sat by the French windows, leaning against them, gazing at the snowy scene outside. Her little white feet rubbed against the carpet. The carpet was warm and soft in the heated room, and she felt the soft touch with the soles of her feet. Her reflection was on the glass as she looked out the window. Her big, red eyes were devoid of light, but they couldn't hide the loneliness and helplessness deep within them.

She lowered her head, fiddling with her little toes, lost in thought.

Xx

On Saturday morning, Bai Weiran carried her light luggage downstairs and saw cars waiting by the roadside.

Da Suo was smoking by the car door. When he saw Bai Weiran, he put out his cigarette, stood up straight, and smiled at him.

Bai Weiran nodded and walked towards the car. As soon as the car door opened, Qin Ning's phone was just placed down from her ear.

The car was warm, and she was wearing a simple, snow-white tracksuit that fit her perfectly, emphasizing her slender and beautiful curves. The snow-white color also gave her a sense of purity, preventing her from falling into the trap of conventional sexiness.

"Brother Weiran, you've arrived. Now we can set off."

Qin Ning's chosen skating location was not an ice rink in the city, but a suburban area that required a short drive.

There was a small lake, which Qin Ning rented out entirely for them to use for ice skating.

Poverty truly limits one's imagination.

They chatted and laughed along the way, but the driver in front, Da Suo, frowned as he listened.

I always felt that there was a barrier between the two of them when they spoke, a sense of distance.

I can't quite put my finger on it; maybe he's just being overly sensitive.