Mortal Kombat: Scumbag Men Stealing Away Yandere Girls

Students have little money but plenty of time, so they travel for more than ten hours to a famous scenic spot.

"It was an ancient city without walls."

Xia Yanle looked puzzled. "No city walls? Can it still be called a city?"

"There are historical factors involved. The hereditary rulers of that ancient city used to be surnamed Mu. The rulers believed that if city walls were built, it would mean that Mu would be surrounded from all sides, forming the character '困' (trapped), which was very unlucky. Therefore, they never built city walls."

"Our group went there specifically to see an ancient city without walls, but we never expected something even more interesting to happen than the ancient city itself."

They casually chose a guesthouse, only to find out upon entering that it was self-service and everything was kept simple.

The group didn't pay much attention, thinking it would be simpler, so they spontaneously settled in. When they returned from a day trip, they found a hot pot set up in the courtyard in front of the guesthouse, along with about ten chairs. The guesthouse owner came out to greet them, showing great hospitality.

The owners greeted everyone warmly, treating them as guests from afar, and shared their stories.

They tell local legends, stories of people coming and going, all sorts of stories, joys and sorrows, and even their love stories.

Finally, the owner and his wife stood up, smiled, and toasted everyone, saying that guests from afar were welcome, and downed three cups in a row.

Of the friends who went with us, only Wu Ji and Bai Weiran were able to drink with the guesthouse owner until the end.

For five consecutive days, we ate dinner and drank together in the courtyard, chatting about everything under the sun.

"Five days later, we realized that we had eaten so much at their place over the past five days, and we had to pay the owner for the food and drinks in addition to the room fee. But when we were about to check out, something happened—" Bai Weiran paused here, leaving the audience in suspense.

"Guess what happened?"

Xia Yanle thought for a moment.

"You received exorbitant bills and discovered that those nights were all scams, with the free ones being the most expensive."

"...While the guess makes sense, it's not true. Don't think so badly of people."

Xia Yanle thought about it again.

"Could it be... that you found two portraits hanging in that room, portraits of the boss and his wife?"

Bai Weiran: …………! ?

The style of his writing has become strange; he was unaware that Xia Yanle possessed such an imagination.

"No, we found that the guesthouse was not only self-service, but the front desk didn't even have a box to put money in. There was only a potted plant with a note hanging on its leaves. The note read: 'Thank you, friends. See you again sometime.'"

Xia Yanle looked somewhat surprised.

Because the story sounds too romantic, it feels out of place.

“In places we can’t even imagine, there are people who face the world and life with completely different ideas from us. I feel happy every time I think about this.”

Xia Yanle paused, lost in thought for a few seconds.

Bai Shimo happened to walk into the dining car and overheard the second half of what was said.

She leaned over with a grin and put one hand on Bai Weiran's shoulder.

"Brother, they say that when a man gets old, all he has left is a mouth. Why are you still thinking about the old days at such a young age?"

"Perhaps my life is impoverished, and my memories of travel are only from back then—" Bai Weiran was completely unconcerned by Bai Shimo's insults.

"Your trip was quite eventful back then! Why didn't you mention that during that five-day trip, there was even a story about two men and a woman sharing a bed?"

Xia Yanle: …………! ?

Bai Shimo covered her mouth and chuckled.

Bai Weiran: My sister is at it again, using headlines to kill people—

Chapter 54 Look at your pathetic state!

"Don't talk nonsense, that's a misunderstanding—" Bai Weiran said, taking Bai Shimo's hand off his shoulder.

Bai Shimo didn't mind, shrugged, and put her hands behind her back. When she noticed that Xia Yanle was looking over, she winked at Xia Yanle, smiled sweetly, pulled out a chair and sat down, resting her chin on her hand, looking charming and cute.

"Is it a misunderstanding? I forgot!! Could you say it again?"

Bai Weiran: …………

It was a farcical incident that was both laughable and frustrating.

When traveling, besides the touching travel experiences, a group of students will inevitably share love stories.

Moreover, the relationships can be intricate and complex among several people.

The situation was caused by a goddess-like senior student, whom we'll call Xiaomei.

This beautiful senior student is top-tier in terms of looks, family background, and academic performance. She's also very approachable and easygoing. Many of her male classmates are secretly vying for her attention, trying to impress her and gain her favor.

"Did Mr. Weiran think so too back then?" Xia Yanle interjected.

"I didn't mean to."

Bai Weiran replied without any guilt, his expression upright. Xia Yanle looked at his expression and felt half happy and half disappointed.

What's gratifying is that he is so upright.

Disappointingly, even someone as upright as him couldn't find any amusement.

Bai Weiran hadn't thought of that, and simply continued speaking quietly.

Although he was single at the time, and she was a goddess-like senior who attracted much attention, he had no interest in her whatsoever.

Because this young American senior is the ethereal, artistic type of girl.

Perhaps because everything in life comes too easily—a good family background, outstanding appearance, a smart mind, and academic achievements that don't require much effort—it makes Xiao Mei feel like she's floating on air, existing in another dimension.

Many people may appreciate this kind of [romantic and mysterious beautiful girl].

But Bai Weiran was completely unmoved.

He only felt that his senior, Xiaomei, was contradicting herself.

Today she says she wants to get married early, tomorrow she says she might never get married, the day after tomorrow she says she wants an open marriage, and the day after that, her thoughts change to: "I really wish I had died that summer when I was eighteen, on the beach, quietly counting the fine sand and seashells at my feet, letting the warmth of the starlight fall on my chilled body."

He could understand that some people were sensitive and fickle, but Xiao Mei had reached the point of changing for the sake of changing. She liked to put forward a point of view, and when someone actually took the time to seriously consider her ideas and tried their best to cooperate with her, she would suddenly change her tune.

It's like she's playing a trick on people, changing for the sake of changing, and every time she changes her mind, she has to tell someone about it.

Bai Weiran and Wu Ji's feeling at the time was simply to watch the show.

She saw a group of boys circling around her, sharing her joy and sorrow.

But Xiao Mei isn't the kind of girl who wants to manipulate others.

She was simply caught in a dilemma among the many people who liked her, unable to understand her own feelings, unable to comprehend what love was, what it felt like to love someone, and who she truly loved—such an ethereal state.

Therefore, we maintain friendly relations with everyone.

Bai Weiran felt that the entertainment industry was too friendly, so he always kept his distance.

But this unconventionality caught the attention of Xiaomei, the older student.

Man, you're different; you've piqued my interest.

Things we can't have always seem more appealing, and even if they aren't what we want, we still want to get them first.

Xiao Mei would often come over to chat with her.

Bai Weiran consciously avoided the conversation, and each time he would make an excuse to leave after only a few words.

What he didn't expect was that this American senior's thoughts were ethereal and unconventional, far exceeding his imagination.

On the second night at the guesthouse, his senior, Xiaomei, came to see him.

He was sharing a room with another male classmate who was a fanatical follower of his senior, Xiaomei.

The younger sister suggested that they take the initiative to chat with them.

Standing and chatting isn't comfortable, sitting and chatting isn't comfortable either, so why don't we lie down and chat together!

Bai Weiran: …………?

The young American girl said softly, "I like chatting while lying down; it feels very intimate."

Then she blinked her bright yet hazy eyes (this description was given by a junior who was a talented poet and a big fan of the young American).

"I believe in everyone."

Bai Weiran tried to leave, but the male classmate grabbed him and patted his chest to show that he was of course a proper young man.

Bai Weiran didn't make it.

In the end, the three of them ended up lying in bed together.

Of course, that's how it's allocated: male, male, female.

The senior student originally wanted to lie in the middle, but Bai Weiran sternly refused.

He didn't want to get too close to his goddess in front of her ardent fans. According to unsubstantiated British research, 60% of murders in the world are caused by passion.

He wants to live longer.

Because he has a dream of working until he's old.

Xiao Mei looked quite disappointed, but didn't say anything. The three of them were indeed lying on one bed.

Then I listened to my senior, Xiaomei, talk about her vision for the future.

Bai Weiran fell asleep halfway through the conversation.

I don't really care what you do in the future.

No one knew when Xiao Mei left, but the next day, the topic of the three of them together spread like wildfire. What shocked Bai Weiran was that the others were not so surprised when they found out.

Upon asking, it turned out that Xiaomei had been lying down and chatting with many of her male friends present.

We lay in bed together and actually chatted; there was nothing impure about our relationship.

Bai Weiran: …………

The scene was too surreal to explain.

All I can say is that Xiaomei has a sharp eye; she chose only good people.

Good people often don't have good endings.