Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

It is an extreme form of altruistic personality.

That's a kind of madness too.

A yandere girl with a personality as fluid as water.

She looked up at people, her eyes brimming with a gentle, watery light.

That gentleness brightened up her otherwise slightly plain and delicate features, just right.

If her features were too flamboyant and alluring, she wouldn't be able to display this gentle quality, giving her an ethereal, otherworldly air.

A yandere is not a crazy psychopath.

Ultimately, they are all just a group of people struggling between reality and ideals, unwilling to be tamed.

Longing for a relationship that will never change and will never betray you.

Because they refused to be tamed by reality, they fell into a pathological state.

It would be much easier if we gave up this unhealthy internal conflict.

But once this unhealthy mindset is abandoned, it's like forcing oneself to fit the world into a mold.

He smiled slightly, shifted his gaze from An Qin's face, and looked at the cufflink instead.

"That's outrageous!" he exclaimed.

"It's the same button, but you just moved it slightly, and it looks several times better than before."

"Is this the devil in the details, the beauty of genius?"

An Qin blushed and smiled when praised.

"It's not that amazing..."

“No, that’s the power of talent in your field. If you don’t want to be a painter anymore, you can switch careers in a heartbeat.” Bai Weiran raised an eyebrow.

"After all, the most needed skill in this world is to use aesthetics to package a five-yuan item as if it were worth five hundred yuan. This is how you can better and more perfectly fleece people. In this transformation process, aesthetics and packaging are indispensable."

As he spoke, he spread his hands to show himself.

"Look, I'm packaged up now, used to deceive the world? I'm the kind of product that looks like it's priced at 500, but is actually only worth 5 yuan, a beautified product."

"If Mr. Bai says so, then I am also a product that has been beautified today."

The tea-haired girl covered her mouth and responded softly.

Their eyes met, and they both smiled.

A distant, deep hum resounded, and the smiles on their faces vanished simultaneously.

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The sound was actually thunder coming from the distant sky.

Anqin leaned against the semi-circular balcony railing with both hands and looked up.

The area above the gallery was dark and gloomy, with rain clouds rolling in from somewhere.

The weather was fine and sunny in the morning, but it changed in an instant.

The rain hadn't completely fallen yet; only a few fine, dense raindrops were drifting in the air.

Anqin felt a little disappointed.

She doesn't care about fame and success, but after working so hard for so many days, it would be a lie to say she doesn't want a good result.

She also looked forward to seeing the expressions on many people's faces when they saw her paintings.

But as soon as the heavy rain started, the crowds that had lined up in front of the gallery either dispersed or got soaked.

She didn't want to see either of these things.

An Qin glanced at Bai Weiran, who was standing beside her, also frowning.

She immediately put her mind to something else.

No, she shouldn't be thinking about these things.

Mr. Bai did even more for her.

Now this rain is also causing him trouble.

Compared to him, her troubles were insignificant.

"It's actually okay," she said earnestly after thinking for a moment.

"Mr. Bai, to be honest, I like rainy days."

Bai Weiran turned to look at her, and An Qin noticed that his brows seemed to be gradually easing.

She smiled gently, trying her best to comfort the other person.

"Look, many of my paintings are also rain scenes."

“I like rainy days, so I paint rainy days. So it’s reasonable and appropriate for it to rain on the day of my exhibition. I like it very much.”

Bai Weiran relaxed his brows and gave a faint, almost imperceptible smile.

"Do you like rainy days? Now that you mention it, it's true. Rain really suits the setting of your paintings. Many of your paintings are set in rainy weather, which is very similar to what's happening now." Thinking of this, he tapped the railing lightly with his finger, turned to look at the hazy gray-blue sky in the distance, and then smiled and turned back.

"You're not some rain god painter, are you?"

Anqin blinked, looking completely bewildered.

"Rain God... painter...?"

Bai Weiran laughed.

“In my world, there’s a singer who always has a concert where it rains, no matter if the weather forecast says there’s a 10%, 20%, 30%, or 50% chance of rain. In short, it always rains when he holds a concert. Eventually, he even started providing umbrellas for his fans at his concerts—that’s why he’s known as the Rain God.”

"...Rain God Singer? Can someone like that really be popular?"

The young man pointed his finger and clicked his tongue twice.

"Wrong. Not only is it very popular, it's incredibly popular, it's popular all over the country and even internationally—you know what label marketing is, right? Labels like 'genius' are outdated. Audiences are fickle these days and need new stimulation... Or you could consider creating a persona for a 'rain god painter' in the future."

Anqin lowered her eyelashes as she saw his calm smile.

It turns out I was overthinking things; Mr. Bai wasn't swayed by this at all.

She then looked out onto the balcony, at the hazy, gray-blue sky.

I feel a little disappointed, but it's okay.

“...Actually, this is fine too,” she murmured.

Rainy days suit her perfectly.

She likes to stand in the rain and give her umbrella to others.

Although she sometimes longed for the weather to clear up, it was almost never sunny in her world.

She didn't complain or get angry; she just felt that this was reality.

No matter how much you put in, there will be no reward; all the good things you gain will disappear.

All you need to do is accept reality.

She heard a crisp snapping sound.

The dark rain clouds above the gallery looked as if they had been cleaved open by an invisible giant axe.

The dark clouds drifted away to the sides, while sunlight streamed through the gaps, like divine light, illuminating the mosaic tiles in front of the gallery with a clear and resounding glow.

The queuing crowd, who had been whispering and preparing to leave, looked up in surprise.

An Qin turned her head in surprise and looked to the side, where she saw the young man put his finger away and smile at her.

"But personally, I think sunny days are better. Sorry, I won't let you be the rain god painter today."

The rain clouds dispersed, and the sunlight, like golden threads in a glass, moved and shone inch by inch, strand by strand, across the ground, onto the trees in front of the gallery, and then onto the balcony.

The young man's dark eyes were edged by the sunlight, like two crystal-clear black glass beads.

The contrast was too great.

Instead of exclaiming in surprise, An Qin was stunned.

One second she was comforting others, and herself.

The falling sunlight, however, was like a knife, severing her tangled thoughts.

A picture immediately formed in her mind.

The world is vast and boundless, and the entire sky is like a dirty gray glass dome covering everything. A light rain is falling, and she is holding an umbrella in her hand.

She took the umbrella, intending to shield others from the rain.

Then the other person smiled.

He neither rejected the umbrella nor accepted it.

Instead, it turned this rainy day into a clear, sunny one.

Bai Weiran was looking up at the sky, raising his hand to shield his eyes from the excessively bright sunlight.

He heard a timid, low laugh.

There was a hint of eeriness mixed in with her gentle shyness.

Surprised, she let go of his hand and looked down, only to see An Qin smiling.

She covered her mouth with her gloved hand, her head bowed, her slender shoulders swaying as she laughed.

He scratched his cheek, wondering what he had done to make her laugh.

Was she happy just because she saw that the art exhibition wouldn't be affected by the rain?

“Mr. Bai, you are too!” An Qin smiled and looked up, her gentle eyes behind her glasses shining brightly.

I've been thinking about what answer you finally found.

I can't help but want to be kind to others and keep them by my side, yet I'm also deeply afraid that my actions will hurt them.

Looking forward to a relationship that will never betray you.

You can now do it with ease and confidence.