The Improper Strategy of Yandere

Looking at the text message on his mobile phone, He Xiao smiled, turned off the silent movie of crazy celebration on TV, and quietly opened the door of the master bedroom.

Xi Nanfeng's sleeping posture was surprisingly stable, lying flat in the middle of the bed, with a thin quilt covering her curvy body, her hands clasped on her abdomen, and her long hair spread out on the mat like a handful of silk.

Wouldn't this press on the hair? When He Xiao carefully sat down beside the bed, he suddenly realized that this woman sleeping like a Madonna was a disabled person.

Her two well-proportioned white legs were a burden and a shackle to her. She had to put all her strength into turning over, and had to twist like a worm to sit up - she didn't worry about pulling her hair when turning over.

Xi Nanfeng was once the leader of the school dance club and a beauty that attracted everyone's attention. She would wear gorgeous clothes and dance on the stage.

"Everything will be fine." He Xiao hooked a strand of her long hair by her ear and said silently in his heart. Only then did he realize that she was crying and even her hair was wet.

Do you cry in your dreams? Did I put too much pressure on her? He Xiao held her hand with some shame. Maybe it was a subconscious feeling, she slightly opened her lips.

What kind of dream was it? He Xiao moved closer to her face and could feel her shallow, hot breath blowing the fine hairs on his face.

"I'm sorry... Xiaoxiao, I don't want to go to the parents' meeting... I'm sorry, I don't dare..."

At this moment, she was as weak as a crybaby. He Xiao remembered that a few years before he was adopted by her, she was still a very serious and strong woman.

She went to the bathroom alone, stubbornly refused to let him help, pushed him away to prepare meals, taught him homework with a stern face, and examined the test papers she brought home with strict critical scrutiny.

Her temper is just like that of an old lady in a wheelchair, but she is very reluctant to let me help her. She insists on doing everything herself, even if these trivial matters that are difficult for her to handle make her look embarrassed, and she doesn't care at all.

The first time she went to primary school at the age of seven was particularly memorable. In order to take herself to the new school, she got up at four in the morning and woke herself up when she struggled to get out of bed.

Then she gently stroked the back of her neck: "Go to sleep, Xiaoxiao, it's still early."

Xi Nanfeng thought he had coaxed himself to sleep, but in fact he was not asleep at all. Instead, he lay quietly in bed watching the sky outside gradually brighten.

He was also nervous when he went to elementary school for the first time!

The woman in the wheelchair was probably only nineteen years old at the time. She tried her best to suppress the noise so as not to wake herself up. She changed clothes, washed, cooked, and checked her small schoolbag over and over again.

There was no elevator in the old building in the old city, and she didn't have the strength to carry Xi Nanfeng downstairs at the time. Fortunately, she asked Dr. Jian's wife for help, and she carried her down, and she folded the wheelchair and carried it down.

She also smiled and praised herself, "Xiao Xiao did a good job. Now he can help me..."

She seemed to say a lot lively, but He Xiao couldn't remember more words. The big sister in the wheelchair said that she was taking him to the elementary school, but in fact, he was standing on one side, and Dr. Jian's wife was pushing her on the brick road.

That vivid face is now right in front of me, but it no longer has the toughness of the past and is just shedding tears silently.

Many parents came to send their children off for the first day of school. Some families had cars, while others had both parents coming. It was a busy and bustling scene with a lot of people following.

It is said that speaking the truth hurts people the most. When He Xiao pushed his sister in a wheelchair to the school gate, a cheerful little girl loudly asked her sister: "Why did she come here in a chair?"

Then I asked myself: "Why is your mother so young? You push her to school, so how does she go back?"

Xi Nanfeng was stunned, not knowing how to explain, and He Xiao rejected her unreasonable request to sit in a wheelchair, and then told her seriously: "This is not my mother."

The woman in the wheelchair froze. The 19-year-old girl was at a loss. She opened her mouth but said nothing in the end. Her face flushed and her expression was gloomy.

Little He Xiao didn't think there was anything wrong.

His parents had died in a car accident. This was the person who adopted him. The cheerful girl showed great interest in the wheelchair and circled around them: "Not mom? Is that your sister?"

Dr. Jian stopped Jian Ping from asking any more questions, and then urged his two daughters and himself to report to school as soon as possible.

In the end, it was the Jian couple who sent Xi Nanfeng back.

For several days afterwards, Xi Nanfeng was in a trance, as if his soul had been taken away from him. Then he became a little more self-indulgent.

He Xiao wiped away the tears of the beauty on the bed. There were countless little things like this, and each time it was a question of whether she had fulfilled the duties of a qualified mother.

Xi Nanfeng was very strong and wanted to prove that she could do it, but strength was not enough to make her paralyzed legs stand up.

If you can't do it, you can't do it.

Chapter 21 Morbid Relationship

As He Xiao grows older, he begins to enter a dangerous period where teenagers begin to develop a sense of self-awareness without realizing that they are still children.

Social surveys show that adolescence is the period when boys and girls begin to shape their worldview. Depravity, confusion, or perseverance, as well as good or corrupt character are all decisively established at this time.

This period is particularly difficult for children from single-parent families. Secondary development has awakened He Xiao's sexual awareness, and for the first time he has looked at the woman in the wheelchair from a man's perspective.

She is really perfect. It is inconvenient for her to go out and she stays at home for a long time, which makes her temperament gentle and her skin fair. Her persistence in dieting and massage makes her figure well-proportioned.

Moreover, Xi Nanfeng had no sense of distance, and she didn't know that she had to sleep in separate beds to isolate the enthusiasm of young people. Perhaps she knew, but the guilt that was subtly generated made her reluctant to face it.

The woman in the wheelchair longed to hug the boy. His gradually growing and hot body was the perfect reward for all her efforts.

If it weren't for her disability and the fact that she rarely appears in the outside world, many young men would be eager to capture this "paralyzed beauty" in the old city.

But He Xiao knew clearly that Xi Nanfeng had never thought about falling in love, because she had already exhausted all her energy just to support him to survive.

One day when he was twelve years old, He Xiao heard a dull crash and a cry of pain while in a light sleep. He reached out to his side out of habit, but she was not there.

Xi Nanfeng fell down in the bathroom, and like a female ghost in a horror movie, she supported her upper body with her hands and crawled slowly like a snake.

The older sister was trying to lift up her bra after urinating, but she fell to the ground, with her lower body naked. He had seen this many times before, but today He Xiao's eyes were wide open.

The clear water trickled down her perfect legs, making a ringing sound on the tiles, and then swirled down the floor drain.

The human body is beautiful because of its fragility. It was also the first time that He Xiao discovered that a woman's body could be so... magnificent.

This word sounds a bit strange, but just like the Venus de Milo with broken arms, it is precisely because of her physical defect that her indomitable spirit is more lovable.

The paralyzed body and that sad and beautiful face had never attracted him so much. He Xiao remembered it very clearly and he reacted.

Xi Nanfeng also saw it, and then he threw the bottles and jars at hand, roaring with almost all his strength: "Get out!"

That scream makes He Xiao worry about her throat even now when he recalls it. It was so sharp and shrill that it seemed as if she was going to vomit blood.

He stopped where he was, at a loss. The only sound in the air was the sound of her incontinence due to excessive excitement. The air seemed to be frozen. After an unknown amount of time, she pointed outside and said coldly, "Get out."

As soon as He Xiao stepped over the threshold of the bathroom, her suppressed crying began to sound, and he listened by the door all night.

Xi Nanfeng was still strong at that time. Her dignity did not allow her to remain calm in the face of the child's instinctive humiliation. She would make a big fuss, throw things, and tell him to get out.

It was very different from today. Was it better to be more independent or to be more dependent? This was a question that He Xiao could hardly judge.

When did she become the woman who would never say "no" to him again?

Everything went on as usual after he turned twelve, except that he and Xi Nanfeng had to sleep in separate rooms, keep their dirty clothes separate, and he was not allowed to wash his older sister's clothes.

But people are like that, the more they are forbidden to do something, the more they want to do it. When Xi Nanfeng was taking a shower, he completed his initiation outside the door using her changed underwear.

He suddenly realized that the sister in the wheelchair was a weak woman who could not resist the misbehavior of a teenager and might not even be able to recognize it.

He left his mark in all kinds of dark corners, starting with secretly borrowing her clothes, then in her bedroom, and then in her wheelchair...

Xi Nanfeng didn't notice that she took the child's reaction that day as instinct, and naturally forgave him and put the matter behind her.

So whenever she put on He Xiao's familiar underwear, used a clean teacup, or held the handle of the wheelchair, He Xiao would feel a strange sense of relief.

If it weren't for that parent-teacher meeting, He Xiao felt that if he continued like this, he would eventually become a monster that would make the wheelchair-bound sister regret her whole life.

Parents' meeting... The delicate head on the pillow slowly opened her eyes. She was shocked to see He Xiao. She held his hand and clasped it in her arms: "Xiao Xiao? What's wrong? Have you finished watching the game?"

He Xiao nodded: "I've finished watching it. Our Lan Fang team defeated the Ocean Country team."

"That's great." Xi Nanfeng had no interest in football, but a few days ago He Xiao suddenly suggested that he wanted to watch a live football game on the other side of the earth in the middle of the night.

She went online to learn some things and was able to tell a few jokes to chat with her grown-up children.

The boy laughed it off, kicked off his slippers, got on the bed and squeezed next to the elder sister. She cried out, pouting, "Xiao Xiao, you pressed my hair."

"I'm sorry." He Xiao put his arm around her shoulders, turned his head and kissed her on the mouth. It was soft and tender, and he could smell her body fragrance when he got close.

She couldn't dodge in time, so she covered her mouth and wiped it, shaking her head and said, "This is not good, Xiaoxiao." This was her resistance - nothing more!

He Xiao even suspected that if he killed this woman right now, she would just shed tears and shake her head and say, "There can't be a next time."

Since she won't say no to me, then... He Xiao pinched her nose and said, "Tomorrow is Monday, let's go to the parents' meeting!"

I could feel her body stiffen instantly, and she shook her head mechanically: "Xiao Xiao...it's inconvenient for me, I'll talk to Aunt Sun upstairs and ask her to take my place, okay?"

"No!" He Xiao refused and said seriously: "I just want you to go."

"Don't worry about it being inconvenient. I'm very strong now. I can carry you to school without any problem, let alone a few floors."

"Don't be afraid of what others say. I'm at the top of my grade and my grades are pretty good. Others will only admire your education and praise us for doing a good job."

Xi Nanfeng pulled his palm and counted the lines on it, then said absentmindedly, "I really don't want to go, Xiaoxiao, please forgive me..."

He Xiao was silent for a while. The woman in his arms was a little frightened and looked at him with her neck shrunk: "Xiao Xiao, I don't want to go. Can I compensate you? You can use my feet, my hands or..."

He Xiao held one of her hands in his arms, letting her hold it tightly. He took a long breath and said, "Reason? You have to tell me why you don't want to go, right?"

Her fair face was almost as red as an apple. Xi Nanfeng was shaken by his wrist, biting her lips and speaking in a drawn-out voice: "Xiao Xiao - what can I do at the parents' meeting?"

"I haven't even been to high school, so how can I teach you? All your achievements are the result of your hard work... In fact, you are the one who is taking care of me."

Chapter 22: Her Atonement

"Actually... I'm not that important to you, Xiaoxiao." Xi Nanfeng smiled bitterly, moving without stopping, enduring the boy's increasingly hot breath.

She never had to worry about his studies, and he was so sensible that it was frightening - the wheelchair-bound sister could hardly remember the last time she saw He Xiao crying.

He had achieved this result entirely through his own efforts, and he was also taking care of a troublesome disabled person like her. It was ridiculous for him to go to a parent-teacher meeting to introduce his advanced educational experience...

If there wasn't a paralyzed woman like her, Xiao Xiao would definitely be able to live a more comfortable and relaxed life, right?

"Sister Xi is very important." He Xiao held her wrist and sped up. He exhaled a few hot breaths that made his heart burn, and panted, "That kind of importance cannot be measured by simple material things."

"That is a kind of responsibility, Sister Xi, can you understand? Without such pressure, I would not have achieved such success." He Xiao said in a low voice.

He was referring to his later success and fame, when he finally became a world-famous young pianist. If God wants to give a man a great responsibility, he must first make his heart and mind suffer and his muscles work hard.

If he hadn't had the dream of "making Xi Nanfeng stand up" to support him, he would not have decided to abandon the ordinary path of exams and further studies and instead specialize in piano.

If he had not taken care of Xi Nanfeng for so many years, he would not have known about the daily necessities of life and how difficult life is earlier than his peers.

Xi Nanfeng narrowed her eyes, her pink lips curled up, and said angrily, "You only say nice things to make me happy... Eh? Why haven't you come out for so long?"

She moved her thumb to wipe off the stickiness on her fingertips, and said earnestly, "Xiao Xiao, I've told you, you're still young, once a day is really..."

She felt that the boy was exhausted.

After the stockings she bought online arrived, He Xiao snatched them away on time every evening and gave her another pair the next morning, just like clocking in for work.

"Is it that Sister Xi's ability is not good enough?" He Xiao certainly would not admit that his mind was not on this. He was skeptical about the reason Xi Nanfeng gave for not attending the parents' meeting.

That was when I was thirteen years old. He Xiao, who was only in the first grade of junior high school, attended her first parent-teacher meeting in her new school. Coincidentally, a new bus line had been opened in the old city area that could go directly to the school, saving her the inconvenience of pushing her all the way to school.

Xi Nanfeng happily got up early, picked up the little cosmetics she seldom used, and put on a mature look on her plain and beautiful face.

She was too young, only 24 at the time, and looked like a college student with one foot halfway into society.

"Does this look good?" She chose a purple dress, with her slender neck raised proudly, and she still looked lively even in a wheelchair.

"It looks good." He Xiao answered briefly. When people reach adolescence, they are not very good at praising their elders, but his instinctive reaction proved his idea.

He pushed her out of the house with his body tilted unnaturally, and when he carried his elder sister downstairs on his back, he listened to her admonishing him to be careful while he had dirty fantasies about the flattened futon behind him.

He had already planned to secretly borrow the dress that night.

Xi Nanfeng had no idea what the boy was thinking, even though she was carefully hiding her charm.

What she didn't know was that He Xiao's classmates were also changing. The kids who used to speak without restraint had grown up and were more cautious in their words, but this also made people feel more attuned to the sinister meaning behind their words.

When entering the school gate, he met the classmate on duty. He Xiao asked with a smile: "Is this your mother? She looks so young."

He Xiao did not comment and quickened his pace because that smile on his face was very hypocritical.

The parents in the classroom were in a meeting, listening to the teacher's inspiring nonsense like students, and a female classmate outside the classroom asked He Xiao: "Is that your sister? Her leg is injured."

He Xiao didn't say anything. When the teacher called the sister in the wheelchair to the stage to talk about her piano talent in an exciting tone, he pushed the door and went in.

"Teacher, her legs are inconvenient."

The teacher was stunned and said "oh". She didn't notice that this beautiful woman was actually sitting in a wheelchair. She said something like "the woman is strong despite her disability" to smooth things over, and then let Xi Nanfeng speak from his seat.

She stammered and said something about how sensible He Xiao was, which earned her sparse applause. He Xiao stood at the door and watched her lower her head in confusion and helplessness.

After Xi Nanfeng knew that she was interested in piano, she gritted her teeth and found a teacher for herself. However, she only met the teacher once and went to the classroom where she practiced the piano only once.

Because it was very troublesome for her to go on a long journey, it was a battle for He Xiao every time to carry her up and down the stairs, and his legs would often tremble from exhaustion.

So the sister in the wheelchair almost never went out, kept insisting on a diet, and stayed on the balcony at home all day, looking out into the distance.

She didn't call the piano teacher because that seemed like a disguised form of surveillance, and she would also carefully chat with her child to ask for specific details.

But the boy's dull answers were always sadly short.