Help! All the sisters are yandere

Lin Mu turned around slowly, as if every move was pulled by an invisible force, which seemed particularly heavy and difficult.

He moved his steps, his pace getting faster and faster, as if he wanted to escape from this scene that broke his heart as soon as possible. However, despite his eagerness to leave, there was an indescribable ties deep in his heart, which made He never dared to look back and take a look at the heartbroken Baihu behind him.

This journey was long and tormenting for Lin Mu. His heart was as heavy as if he was pressed by a heavy burden, so heavy that he could hardly breathe.

Baihu's sudden and crazy confession and loss of control were like a sudden storm that completely disrupted his originally peaceful world.

At this moment, his heart was filled with fear and confusion - fear of Baihu's passionate emotions, and confusion about his inability to respond to this relationship.

When Lin Mu finally returned home, he was exhausted. He walked into the bedroom like a walking corpse and then fell heavily on the bed.

Although his body had a moment of rest, his thoughts were still rushing like a wild horse. Baihu's beautiful and sad face, as well as the heart-wrenching fragments she had just experienced, kept on him. The mind flashed and intertwined...

After Lin Mu turned around and left, Bai Hu seemed to have his soul removed, and slowly collapsed on the cold ground in a daze.

Crystal tears flowed down her beautiful and haggard cheeks like a flood. Drops of tears splashed into the dust, instantly turning into sad tears.

At this moment, Bai Hu's heart was as if she was shattering. She knew very well that her impulsive behavior might have pushed Lin Mu, whom she loved deeply, farther away.

However, even so, the passionate and deep love for Lin Mu in her heart was not reduced at all. This love is like a burning fire, and it cannot be extinguished even if it encounters a great storm.

Suddenly, a crazy and desperate thought surged into Baihu's heart: "Hahaha, hahaha, if Lin Mu was never willing to accept my feelings, then... Then I can only use thick iron The chain imprisoned him! He would never be able to leave me!" As soon as this thought appeared, it kept circling and echoing in Baihu's mind like a devil's whisper.

After a while, Bai Hu took a deep breath and tried to calm down his ups and downs. Then, she slowly stood up, stretched out her trembling hands to gently tidy up her slightly messy clothes, then raised her head, and looked firmly at the direction where Lin Mu left. Immediately afterwards, she took heavy steps and slowly walked towards the road when she came, and her figure gradually disappeared into the vast twilight.

Baihu returned home in a daze, curled up into the corner of the room like a wounded beast, and then closed the door tightly, as if he wanted to isolate the whole world.

She sat blankly beside the bed, her eyes were empty and unconscious, neither eating nor drinking, and she felt as if she had lost her soul.

At this moment, her mind was like a movie screening, and the memories of her time with Lin Mu not long ago flashed through. Those beautiful memories were like a beam of warm sunshine, illuminating the softest corner of her heart.

However, the next moment, Lin Mu's back, which suddenly broke into her thoughts, the cold picture was like a sharp blade, ruthlessly stinging her heart.

These two completely different scenes appeared repeatedly in her mind, causing her to feel extremely painful and almost collapse. She hugged her knees with her hands, buried her head deep inside, and tears burst out from her eyes uncontrollably.

Bai Hu knew very well that his feelings for Lin Mu had already surpassed the boundaries of ordinary friends. Since the moment he first met him, her heart was involuntarily attracted to him. The feeling of being moved was like The flowers that bloom quietly in spring are beautiful and gorgeous.

However, just now, the extreme behavior he made on impulse might have deeply hurt Lin Mu, and even made him feel fear of himself.

Thinking of this, Bai Hu's heart was filled with regret and self-blame, but she could not suppress the surging love in her heart. This love was like a flood that broke through the dam, instantly submerging all her reason.

"Lin Mu..." She murmured the name softly, her voice filled with endless attachment and sorrow, and pathology.