It's over! I'm surrounded by my yandere ex-girlfriend in a dating show

The most magnificent villa in the village has been rented out because it has been uninhabited for many years.

The key was inserted into the keyhole and turned outward twice. With a click, the door was opened.

Someone supported the drunken Fang Zhou and walked slowly into the door, then gently closed the door with his foot.

A slender finger tapped the wall and turned on the light.

The bright light shone on Fang Zhou's handsome face. He frowned slightly, but still couldn't wake up.

The slender woman beside him supported Fang Zhou and walked through the hall, moving towards the room little by little.

After kicking the door open and turning on the light, she finally threw the man on the bed accurately.

The woman took a deep breath, as if she was vomiting out all the fatigue just now.

"It's so heavy..."

There was a hint of helplessness in her tone, but her usually cold face rarely showed gentleness, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised, not looking angry at all.

If there was a third person present, he would definitely be surprised.

Because this person was Han Xi.

She did drink alcohol, and her mind was not very clear.

But the habit she had developed before allowed her to overcome the paralysis of alcohol and catch up with Fang Zhou who had left earlier.

Fang Zhou was thrown on the 1.8-meter bed by her and fell asleep quietly, no different from sleeping on the road just now.

Han Xi also sat by the bed, looking at Fang Zhou quietly.

Half of his face was buried in the quilt, and the other half was exposed.

The clear jawline, the high nose bridge and the delicate lip line all indicate that this man's face is extraordinary.

Perhaps because he was drunk, his cheeks also showed a faint pink, and under the bright light, he looked more approachable than usual.

"Fang Zhou..."

Han Xi felt dizzy and couldn't help but move closer to him until the distance between them was zero and her nose tip poked Fang Zhou's face before stopping.

The close distance allowed Han Xi to see Fang Zhou's long eyelashes and his unconscious frown when he slept.

Han Xi leaned in gently, and a gentle kiss fell on Fang Zhou's brow like a butterfly landing.

At this moment, she was like a clumsy child, who could only use the most primitive way to relieve people's worries.

Unfortunately, when she left Fang Zhou's face, she still saw his deeply frowning brows.

"Don't worry..."

Han Xi's voice was low, because of the sequelae of drinking and playing too much just now.

She stretched out her hand and slowly kneaded Fang Zhou's eyebrows, hoping to soothe his sorrow.

Finally, after Han Xi's efforts, Fang Zhou's eyebrows were no longer wrinkled, but he turned his head in another direction, leaving her with the back of his head.

The black head was placed on the bed like that, motionless.

This scene deeply stimulated Han Xi.

Her originally narrow and long phoenix eyes suddenly became moist.

"The back of the head again... every time it's the back of the head... when can you face me with your face?"

Han Xi then leaned over, put her head on Fang Zhou's shoulder, rubbed him intimately, and murmured to herself.

"Since we met again, I have actually been watching you, every day on the island, and every day of teaching now."

"I know you watched the sunrise with Chu Xinran, and I also know you went to help people feed pigs with Qiao Sisi. I also know that you went out to eat with Zhang Zhiyin and Li Siming."

"I know your sister is sick... I want to help you, but I'm afraid you won't accept my help..."

The more people care about something, the more cautious they are.

It's like a pearl, you're afraid of breaking it if you hold it in your hand, and you're afraid of eating it if you hold it in your mouth.

If you want to use tough means to keep Fang Zhou by your side, Han Xi can do it.

But she is really afraid that Fang Zhou will become a wooden man without emotions and soul.

Just like her own mother.

Always raised by her father in a villa on the mountain, without freedom, like a canary with broken wings.

When Han Xi was a child, the sentence her mother often said was: "Xiao Xi, you must be strong, be the master of your own destiny, and have the courage to start all over again."

Han Xi did what she wished, and became strong and confident.

But when she met Fang Zhou, all this seemed so ridiculous.

Because this man will never

will surrender to her.

Although the reason he used was that he was not gentle enough.

But Han Xi knew that he chose to leave because he was too strong.

But she didn't want Fang Zhou to become a broken-winged bird like her mother, so she let Fang Zhou go.

But fate, after going around in circles, they met again.

A trace of confusion appeared in Han Xi's eyes, and she sighed slightly, like a god from a distant time and space.

"Fang Zhou, what should I do with you?"

The man's face was very hot because of the wine, and the half of Han Xi's face that was placed on his face also heated up.

She felt uncomfortable in her heart, not knowing whether it was because of the unspeakable love or because the chopped peppers she had at the dinner were too spicy.

She raised her head, moved it down a little, put her head on Fang Zhou's shoulder, and continued to say something.

"Every time I see you interacting with them, I feel so sad. Why do so many people like you? Fang Zhou."

"Also, how many ex-girlfriends do you have? Among so many people, are there any you have truly loved?"

"You said you like gentle ones. Over the past year or so, I have been learning how to be less indifferent and less aggressive to people around me.

But you don't seem to be able to see it at all.

What should I do to win you back?"

The woman's whisper is the heartfelt words from the heart, the sincere words that she has been holding in her heart for a long time and has not been able to speak out, and the struggle of a goose flying alone when encountering a storm.

The person who used to be frugal with words, at this moment, became a chatterbox, wishing to pour out all the words in his heart.

Unfortunately, the person who wanted to confide in kept his eyes closed, trapped in the dreamland and unwilling to wake up.