“Rustle, rustle.”
Light rain fell from the sky.
On the streets at one or two in the morning, there was almost no one around.
Luckily, no one was there—otherwise, Meng Siyu would have been startled.
“Thank goodness she didn’t chase after me.”
On the street, Meng Siyu glanced back repeatedly with quick steps, making sure that Nv Tong hadn’t followed her.
After confirming this, she let out a deep breath of relief, her emotions settling from the earlier rush to a normal state.
Raising her left hand that had just been grabbed, she stared at the faint red mark left by the violent struggle on her wrist, feeling a wave of nausea.
Every hair on her body involuntarily stood on end.
More than death, she was terrified of what Nv Tong could do to her.
“Ah—Qiu! It’s so cold >_<”
The raindrops kept falling, soaking Meng Siyu from head to toe.
Her clothes clung tightly and uncomfortably to her wet skin.
“By the way, does that person live nearby? Should I call the police on her?”
“I heard you get rewards for reporting Nv Tong?”
Walking toward home, Meng Siyu tried to piece together the memory of what had just happened.
But perhaps because she was too scared, her mind automatically blurred the memories.
She couldn’t clearly recall the details.
She only vaguely remembered the girl’s voice was gentle and pleasant…and that she looked very handsome, very pretty?
!!!
At the thought, Meng Siyu felt like she was facing a great enemy, shaking her head violently in an attempt to forget that part of the memory.
Damn it!
Meng Siyu couldn’t understand why she felt that the girl was so handsome and beautiful.
It was disgusting, yet despite herself, she had to admit it was true.
If only I hadn’t read those gender-bender novels.
Inwardly regretting, Meng Siyu thought about how, as a girl, she would have to buy a house, a car, and pay bride price when she grew up.
She sincerely wished she were a boy, so she could be pampered by girls and live without worries.
But novels are novels, and reality is reality.
In reality, Meng Siyu still hated Nv Tong.
She just liked the feeling of being cherished, loved, cared for, understood, and noticed.
Back home, soaked to the bone, Meng Siyu just wanted to shower quickly.
She carefully took out her key and turned the lock quietly, trying not to make a sound that would disturb the biggest terror in the house—her parents.
“Click!”
The crisp sound of gears turning echoed through the silent, dark air.
The noise wasn’t loud, and the rain helped cover it, yet somehow it felt especially sharp, causing Meng Siyu’s heart to race.
“Creak—”
She nervously pushed the door open.
The creaking noise was like a sharp knife scraping glass or the death cry of an old, rotten wooden door, making her chest tighten with unease.
Thankfully, Meng Siyu listened carefully ahead and didn’t hear her parents angrily rushing to the door.
“Phew~”
She let out a heavy sigh of relief.
“Sis, you’re back so late? Where have you been?”
Suddenly, in the quiet darkness near the door, a crisp child’s voice rang out.
It was Meng Xiaoxiao, Meng Siyu’s younger sister who was still in sixth grade.
Meng Xiaoxiao stood at the living room entrance, barely visible in the pitch-black darkness, her bright eyes wide as she tilted her head innocently and asked.
“!!!”
“You’re still here? Haven’t you gone to sleep yet?”
Meng Siyu was startled by her sister’s voice.
If she weren’t worried about disturbing the terrifying parents inside, she might have screamed out of fright.
Now, she just wanted to get rid of her sister as quickly as possible.
“Because I saw you leave after 10 PM, and you still weren’t back this late, I was afraid something happened, so I waited here.”
Seeing her sister’s anxious expression, squatting and covering her mouth, Meng Xiaoxiao quietly spoke.
Since this wasn’t the first or second time Meng Siyu went out late at night, Meng Xiaoxiao was always very cooperative and stayed silent.
But no matter why, every time she saw her sister leave late at night, Meng Xiaoxiao felt scared, worried that something bad might happen.
She didn’t know what to do, so she just waited here every time.
“Don’t worry, sis is fine. Go to sleep now. You have school tomorrow, right?”
“Mm, you should sleep early too, sis.”
“Mm-hmm, here’s ten yuan. You can buy something to eat.”
“Really? Thank you, sis!”
After getting rid of her sister, Meng Siyu tiptoed into her room, took out a set of clothes to change, and quietly went to the bathroom in the living room to shower.
Because it was summer, she didn’t need hot water; cold water was enough.
“E=(‘o `*))) sigh”
She stripped off her clothes and stood under the showerhead, feeling the cold water pouring down.
Exhausted, she squeezed out some body wash and started to lather herself.
For some reason, her normally calm mood wavered when she thought about how obedient her sister was waiting for her, how her parents went out to work day after day, and how she spent their money recklessly, didn’t study hard at school, was constantly emo, and even wanted to escape to the park.
The more she thought, the heavier her heart felt, as if an invisible hand was pressing down on her chest, making it hard to breathe.
Only when she thought about the ten yuan she gave her sister and the happy smile on her face did her heavy heart ease a little.
But a person cannot endure extreme repression forever.
She needed an outlet, so her body instinctively sought the quickest and easiest way to reach pleasure.
Meng Siyu took her Mobile Phone from the clothes rack, wiped her right hand dry with a towel, and with her thumb, expertly opened the browser and clicked on some short videos she had already downloaded…
Gradually, faint humming sounds like mosquito buzzing arose in the bathroom.
In another place, Su Moli’s bedroom.
“What?! Why do female-dominated world novels have harems with men?”
“Hentai too?!”
“Anime as well?!”
“Console games too?”
“2D mobile games, ‘Divine Fate’ too?”
“Even galgames too?”
“Ahhh! No way! This world is too damaging to the 2D world! I refuse to romance pretty boys—”
“Bang!”
In her bedroom, Su Moli sat cross-legged in front of her computer, wearing only an oversized T-shirt and panties.
Overwhelmed by the shock to her knowledge of the world inside, she went pale and suddenly collapsed straight onto the cold floor.
“This world is hopeless, hopeless, hopeless—”
Disheveled, like a hungry ghost crawling out of hell, she supported her upper body with her hands and crawled gloomily across the floor, using her finger to write a big “惨” (crimson) on the ground.
【Stop pretending to be crazy here, go to sleep, you have school tomorrow】
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