Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

Anqin tripped and fell on flat ground.

Anqin got up and continued to grab.

Anqin still couldn't catch it, and she tripped and fell on flat ground again.

Five minutes passed, ten minutes passed, fifteen minutes passed.

Anqin has fallen six times already.

Bai Weiran: …………

I have never seen anyone in the world with such poor coordination!

Just as An Qin stumbled for the seventh time and was about to fall, she found herself being gently lifted up. Realizing what was happening, she looked up in surprise and saw Bai Weiran gently landing in front of her from mid-air.

"...Mr. Bai?"

Bai Weiran hummed in agreement.

Curious eyes still lingered on the air where An Qin had just been pouncing.

"...What are you catching, a mosquito?"

This question was tantamount to death for Anqin.

Her face flushed red, and she was at a loss for what to do.

Living in your own fantasy is one thing, but being caught in the fantasy and having it exposed is another.

An Qin, being an honest person who wouldn't casually cover up the past with a few words, immediately stammered.

"I... well, no, no, it's nothing..."

Bai Weiran then smiled.

"…………I was just asking casually, you don't need to be nervous."

"If it's something that's inconvenient to talk about, then forget it."

"I was just passing by and saw you were busy by yourself, so I came up to lend a hand. Since there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

He planned to take a shortcut and fly directly to the second floor instead of climbing the stairs, but as soon as he turned around, An Qin's soft and sweet voice came from behind him.

"...I...I want to tell you something, Mr. Bai."

Bai Weiran turned his head to look, but remained silent.

A slender, delicate girl stood right in the beam of moonlight.

There was no noisy or colorful at all; it was just a lovely, pink color.

With her ordinary-looking, dull brown hair, matching brown eyes, fair skin, and black shirt buttoned all the way up, she exuded an indescribable sense of restrained gentleness.

The blush on her face was the only color.

"Thank you so much for today."

"Thank you for helping me."

Chapter Thirty-Five: Need Me and Pity Me

Moonlight streamed gently into the building constructed of natural stone blocks.

The girl spoke softly, expressing her sincere gratitude to the young man before her.

A few seconds later, Bai Weiran's voice rang out.

"You've got it wrong, I'm not the one who's mainly helping you."

His voice was gentle and polite, yet carried a hint of coldness, echoing in the quiet, spacious hall.

"The person who helped you is Qin Ning."

“Kindness has its head, debt has its debtor; you should leave these words for her, not me,” he said, smiling slightly as he pointed towards the stairs.

"Why don't we go upstairs together and find her? She's in the lounge."

As he spoke, he headed straight for the stairs, but after taking only two steps, An Qin's voice rang out again.

"Mr. Bai, it's like this again—"

"...?"

He turned his head and saw Anqin smiling.

"You don't think I'm stupid, do you, Mr. Bai?" An Qin grabbed her left arm with her right hand and gently scratched it.

This time, she didn't avoid his gaze, but stared at him openly.

"I know I should thank Miss Qin, but I also know who has helped Miss Qin the most behind the scenes."

Bai Weiran's expression remained unchanged. "...That was just a small amount of help."

Anqin walked forward, each step landing silently on the carpet in the lobby, her pace slow and deliberate.

She walked to the bottom of the stairs, but did not go up. She just looked up at Bai Weiran with a gentle expression, her hands behind her back, her two index fingers gently intertwined.

"I think Mr. Bai and I are somewhat similar... although, perhaps, maybe I'm a bit presumptuous..."

“But Mr. Bai, you rarely think about yourself either.” An Qin raised her head, her large, clear, brown eyes sparkling.

“When we chatted before, you talked about your family, your sister, and when you were with us, you were always thinking about Miss Qin or about me. You were always thinking about others.”

Do you ever think for yourself?

Bai Weiran's expression shifted, but his tone remained unchanged.

“An Qin, I’m not such a selfless person.”

"Or perhaps you should think that my coming to you and being nice to you has its own reasons?"

"I'm only being nice to you for my own benefit."

An Qin covered her mouth and burst out laughing.

"Of course, I believe that's reasonable, and it's also Mr. Bai's answer."

"But Mr. Bai, there's something about you that sets you apart from everyone else, do you know that?"

An Qin stepped up a flight of stairs, stretched out her hand, and pointed to Bai Weiran's chest.

"You're treating greed like you're quitting drugs."

An Qin noticed the young man's expression change suddenly, and a sharp glint flashed in her gentle, brown eyes.

“I said I could be good to you.”

"I can not only be good to you, but also to Miss Qin."

"But you still don't want to accept me, even without a reason to refuse, you still won't accept me, right?"

A longer silence fell over the lobby.

Two birds flew to the window, their chirping becoming the only sound.

The two birds flew away.

Bai Weiran reached out and gently pushed away An Qin's fingers that were pointing at her chest.

His expression hesitated for a moment, his gaze deep.

"...Human greed is endless, but people should learn to restrain themselves."

An Qin's hand, which had been pushed away, rested gently on the stair railing as she tilted her head back.

During the day, the two seemed completely mismatched.

But in that instant, in the quiet and austere lobby, the black and white tones of the two of them created an unexpected harmony.

An Qin was neither sad, angry, nor surprised; instead, she smiled slightly.

Very Bai Weiran's answer.

He was honest enough to make her laugh.

From the very beginning until now, he has been so honest that he makes her want to laugh.

He admitted that he also had desires and greed within him.

But they didn't flinch or use cowardice and retreat as an excuse for greed.

There is no right or a justification to take it for granted or to use self-righteousness as a reason.

He took a very contradictory path in trying to restrain this greed.

She felt like she was going crazy just imagining it.

An Qin reached out her hand, but this time she didn't point to his chest; her fingertips touched his face.

“But I am greedy, Mr. Bai.”

"...It's very unfair to me if you think like that, Mr. Bai."

"We have a famous saying here—'I was here first,'"

"I don't think that statement is right. Does that mean that people who came after were wrong?"

"If you had met me first, I would be the one in the opposite position today, right? Because she arrived first, she can enjoy everything about you, including your contradictions."

An Qin's gentle tone carried a hint of jealousy.

"This is unfair to me, it's not fair at all."

Her tone was like the softest goose feather, gently scratching at one's heart.

Bai Weiran removed her hand and sighed softly.

“Anqin, I understand you, and I even think we could be good friends in some way... but that doesn’t make me feel comfortable responding to you.”

He finally spoke his mind.

He wanted to let go, but as soon as An Qin was free, she stood on tiptoe, grabbed his collar, and pulled him down with such force that it was completely out of character for An Qin's usual gentle demeanor.

Caught off guard, Bai Weiran had to hold onto the handrail to steady himself and prevent himself from falling forward, causing the two of them to awkwardly tumble to the ground.