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Just then, Yang Wan called.

"Hey? Honey, where are you? I need to cook."

"OK, OK, I'm on my way home, I'll be there in a few minutes."

Lin Zheng replied quickly.

"Okay, love you~!"

Yang Wan said sweetly on the other end of the phone and then hung up.

The words "I love you" filled Lin Zheng with mixed feelings.

How can there be such a girl?

It's good, but it's a bit...

He returned home feeling conflicted.

Suddenly, the main quest number 3, which he hadn't taken seriously, popped into his mind: Survive.

Could Yang Wan be suffering from some serious illness?

Lin Zheng stopped walking.

This task was so easy, it was like a natural progression, with absolutely no difficulty.

But then three main quests popped up, one of which was to survive.

His subconscious told him that the most important part of this mission was what might happen when he broke up with Yang Wan.

Live on...

"If I just tell her I want to break up, she won't impulsively grab a kitchen knife and kill me, will she?"

He suddenly exclaimed in surprise again.

He didn't know the term "yandere," but he could understand what people with paranoid psychological disorders might do.

After pacing around the neighborhood for a while, he finally returned to his rented room with trepidation.

Yang Wan was wearing a pink nightgown, just as she had when she left home that morning.

When she saw Lin Zheng return, she greeted him with a smile, but when she saw that he had shaved his head and had a buzz cut, she couldn't help but cover her mouth in surprise.

"Lin Zheng, what's going on? You actually got a haircut!"

Since I met Lin Zheng, he has always had long hair.

Because of her long hair, she appeared somewhat melancholy.

Now that he's shaved his head, he looks much more cheerful.

"How about it? Do you look more handsome after getting a haircut?"

Lin Zheng controlled his emotions, forced a smile, went inside, changed into slippers, opened his arms to greet her, and gently hugged her.

Seeing her head slightly raised, he hesitated for less than a second before lowering his head and gently touching her thin, pink lips.

The girl's lips were so soft, so incredibly soft. Even just touching them felt like touching a sweet and delicious jelly.

The initial awkwardness and discomfort dissipated considerably after that kiss in the morning.

Lin Zheng's initiative made Yang Wan very happy. She believed that the two had finally reconciled.

But why, why? ...

She sniffed lightly, like Tom the cat.

Why does he smell like another woman's perfume?

She didn't question him, but simply adjusted her facial expression, pulled Lin Zheng to sit down at the dining table, served him rice, and the two ate dinner together.

Today's meal was still warm and simple.

Shredded pork with green peppers, shredded potatoes, and a cabbage soup.

Two people, three dishes, that's pretty good, at least much better than ordering takeout, and much healthier too.

Suspecting that he might have been drugged during his meal last night, Lin Zheng was more cautious this time and ate whatever Yang Wan ate.

Stir-fried green peppers and shredded pork is fine, stir-fried potatoes are fine too, it's just cabbage soup.

Good heavens, Yang Wan didn't touch a single bite.

The same thing happened with the cabbage soup last night; she didn't touch it at all.

"Huh? You're not drinking soup today, that's strange. If you don't eat it, we'll have to throw it away! Soup and dishes can't be kept overnight."

"We're almost finished eating," Yang Wan suddenly reminded her.

"It's okay, I don't really want soup tonight, I'll go wash the dishes."

Lin Zheng smiled and volunteered.

He stood up, and sure enough, his steps were no longer unsteady as they had been the night before.

Seeing his expression, Yang Wan's smile gradually turned cold, but she said nothing.

Lin Zheng walked up to her, thought for a moment, and took his phone out of his pocket as if it would affect his dishwashing. He then pretended to put it on the table before tidying up the dishes and taking them into the kitchen to wash.

Yang Wan looked at her phone on the table, then at Lin Zheng who was busy in the kitchen, her long, curled eyelashes trembling slightly.

She bit her lip tightly, reached for her still-warm phone, wanting to see what he had been up to today and who he had been chatting with.

She unlocked the screen, glanced at Lin Zheng in the kitchen, then lowered her eyelids, turned off the phone, put it back on the dining table, and got up to find tissues to wipe the table clean.

Although she didn't know why Lin Zheng's attitude towards her had improved these past two days, it was just like the sweet time when the two of them first met.

But she likes the current feeling very much and doesn't want to break it.

Chapter 101 Promising a Yandere

Around nine o'clock in the evening, Lin Zheng lay on the sofa with a soft and delicate beauty in his arms.

Family members, does anyone understand?

Upon entering the game, I found myself with a beautiful wife.

She kept calling him "husband" in a sweet voice.

Touch it if you want, kiss it if you want...

It seems that even if I can't complete the mission, staying here for the rest of my life wouldn't be a bad deal.

However, Lin Zheng was greedy; he wanted it all.

At this moment, the two are watching a movie together on a tablet called "The Time Traveler's Wife".

The story is roughly about a man who has the ability to travel through time, but it's out of control, and he always ends up randomly near his wife each time he travels through time.

The middle-aged traveled back to her childhood, the elderly traveled back to her youth, and the teenager traveled back to her old age...

Lin Zheng watched and kept complaining: "Okay, okay, so the director really likes to play with immorality, huh? He's definitely a pervert."

"Hey? What kind of taste do you have? Such a touching love story, and you've made it sound so awful! Waaah~"

Upon seeing the ending of the story, Yang Wan burst into tears, overwhelmed with sadness.

She suddenly turned to the side and buried her head in Lin Zheng's arms, saying in a pitiful voice, "Honey, if you also had the ability to travel through time, would you come looking for me again and again?"

"meeting."

Lin Zheng answered without any hesitation, his speed so fast it seemed like he was just giving a perfunctory reply.

Clearly, women's thought processes are absurd.

When asked a question, the man gave a perfect answer, but the women felt that the answer was given too quickly and lacked sincerity.

Yang Wan gave her a resentful look, clearly dissatisfied with the answer.

Lin Zheng thought for a moment, then hugged her and said what he had prepared long ago.

"You are the first girl I've ever met who's been so good to me, liked me so much, and loved me so much."

He muttered to himself, "It could be the second, or the third."

"Oh? And then?"

Lin Zheng's sudden emotional outburst piqued Yang Wan's curiosity.

"Wait, let me prove it to you with my actions!"

As he spoke, he fumbled for his phone, found Yang Wan's QQ number, and began to repeatedly recite the string of numbers on it.

"Hey, what are you doing? Why are you calling out my QQ number?"

Yang Wan was stunned; she had no idea what Lin Zheng was going on about.

"I told you, if I had the ability to travel through time, I would definitely find you."

"We live in a technologically advanced age. If I just write down your contact information, I can easily find you, right?"

Lin Zheng smiled and recited her QQ number several more times.

Then, under Yang Wan's surprised gaze, he began to recite her phone number.

He suddenly stopped halfway through reciting and asked, "Wanwan, was this the phone number you used before you went to university?"

Yang Wan shook her head reflexively and said, "The phone numbers we use now are all from campus cards issued by the school."

What was your old phone number?

"Honey, you're acting strange today. Are you sick?"

Yang Wan didn't answer, but instead reached out and touched Lin Zheng's forehead to see if he had a fever.

"Oh, tell me quickly, tell me quickly."

Lin Zheng, who was holding her waist, suddenly slapped her incredibly elastic buttocks, making the girl let out an unconscious moan.

"Just say it, why did you hit him?"

She pouted coquettishly, her face slightly flushed.

Lin Zheng chuckled, but also looked somewhat embarrassed.

This girl's hands feel so good!

He sighed inwardly.

"187..."

Yang Wan recited a string of numbers, and Lin Zheng repeated them several times before he could barely memorize them.

"So, honey, what exactly are you going to do?"

Lin Zheng's behavior was really strange, and Yang Wan couldn't help but ask again out of curiosity.

"I told you, if I could travel through time, I would definitely come to find you."

Lin Zheng smiled.

"Oh, by the way, if I could go back to the time right after I finished the college entrance exam, how could I gain your trust and make you like me?"

He continued to inquire, speaking with utmost seriousness.

Yang Wan's gaze grew increasingly strange.

She stared at Lin Zheng for a long while before finally saying, "Because I've been caught in the rain, I wanted to offer an umbrella to someone else, I..."

She stopped talking, rolled over and straddled his lower abdomen, lying down as she had done when they parted that morning.

Her pretty face was so close, her delicate lips exhaling a sweet fragrance, she said softly, "I also wish someone could hold an umbrella for me..."

Which man could resist such temptation?

What's more, the person who made the temptation was an incredibly beautiful, graceful girl from the Jiangnan region.

Lin Zheng breathed slightly, quickly put down his phone, then wrapped his arms around her waist, looked up, and kissed her lips, sucking on them several times with an aggressive intensity.

Then, looking at Yang Wan's flushed cheeks, he pressed his forehead against hers and said softly, "Wanwan, let me be your umbrella, okay?"

"Hmm~".

Upon being confessed to so passionately by her lover, Yang Wan's mind went blank, and she was too exhausted to think.