The Yandere’s Kiss Extends My Life

"Oh." Yan Mu's nose hit the boy's back directly.

Yan Mu's eyes turned black and felt a bit hot in his nose, as if even the mucus came out.

She sniffed, took out the veil with small flowers and wiped it.

Yan Mu closed his eyes and tried to suppress the dizziness, but he heard Yu Yuan's voice higher than usual.

"You have a nosebleed." Yu Yuan suppressed those emotions in his heart and walked quickly to Yan Mu's side.

"No, isn't it?" Yan Mu was silly.

She opened the handkerchief tremblingly, and it turned out to be bright red.

"Yu, Yu Yuan, is my face right now..." Yan Mu couldn't imagine the look on his face, "Am I ugly now?"

Yan Mu felt a little embarrassed, so he simply covered his face with his hands.

Her voice came through her fingers, a bit muffled.

"You are not ugly." Yu Yuan obviously did not expect that Yan Mu was worried about this.

"Don't comfort me, I must be smeared with blood." Yan Mu held his face and refused to let go.

"It's not ugly." Yu Yuan searched his stomach to comfort Yan Mu, but he really had no experience of comforting people. After thinking about it for a long time, he said: "Even if he has a **** face, his eyes are still eyes, and his nose is still a nose...not ugly. "

"...Even if you say that, I won't feel happy." Yan Mu whispered.

Fortunately, they were almost at Yan Mu's house, and the two accelerated their speed unanimously.

Yu Yuan opened the door first, only to see Father Yan sorting out farm tools in the yard.

His body tensed all at once.

"Hello, uncle." Yu Yuan pursed his lips.

"What's wrong with you?"

Father Yan is doing his job fast today. As soon as he got home and put down his farm tools, he saw the two hurried in.

"Father... I have a nosebleed." Yan Mu walked out from behind Yu Yuan and said in a low voice, covering his face.

Father Yan was stunned for a moment, and worried: "Is it serious?"

Yan Mu hesitated for a moment, but let go of his hand.

In fact, she didn't bleed too much, but she didn't know it, and wiped it with a handkerchief a few times, so it looked very bluffing.

Sure enough, Father Yan and Yu Yuan were shocked after watching.

Yan Mu noticed that Yu Yuan lowered his head in silence.

She hurriedly said before the two of them, "I'm fine, I am much better now."

"Yu Yuan, you are here to take care of her, and your uncle will call the village doctor." Father Yan decided to see the doctor.

Yu Yuan nodded, and went to the well to fetch water very consciously.

"You don't really need to call a village doctor." Yan Mu couldn't laugh or cry.

She was a little bit fragile, but she wouldn't die suddenly with a nosebleed.

Yu Yuan lowered his head and silently swiped a basin of water to wash Yan Mu's face.

Just as he was about to put the water down, Yu Yuan heard Yan's father asking Yan Mu: "How did you do this?"

Yu Yuan's hand shook, the water in the basin splashed, and a few drops of water fell on the ground.

He took a deep breath, straightened up, and was about to step forward to say something, but was suddenly interrupted by Yan Mu.

"I accidentally knocked it myself." Yan Mu took the water basin naturally and wiped the blood from his face.

"Why so careless..."

Yan's father sullen his face and began to babble, Yan Mu hurriedly said that he was going to do his homework, and Yan's father reluctantly closed his mouth.

Yan Mu returned to the basin and was about to scrub the bloodied veil, only to find that Yu Yuan had already washed it and put it on the air.

Together with the dirty water in the basin, they were all poured out of the yard.

Yan Mu suddenly felt embarrassed: "How dirty this veil is."

Yu Yuan shook his head, stared at Yan Mu for a long while, then lowered his eyes a little and said, "I'm sorry."

"Why do you want to apologize to me?" Yan Mu didn't know why.

"..." Yu Yuan turned away, not looking at Yan Mu.

"Do you think I got my nosebleed because of you?" Yan Mu asked tentatively.

"I..." Yu Yuan looked at Yan Mu.

The girl's eyes were clean and pure, and Yu Yuan could clearly see his figure in Yan Mu's eyes.

Yu Yuan was suddenly speechless.

Even the blood was full of panic, rushing across the body.

He felt an unprecedented embarrassment, self-blame and guilt swallowed his soul, and the chaotic heart was nowhere to rest.

Will he... lose his only friend?

Yu Yuan didn't dare to let Yan Mu see his expression.

"...It turns out it's because of this!" Yan Mu suddenly realized what Yu Yuan looked like, and for a moment he was a little bit dumbfounded.

She said that Yuan seemed unhappy because of this.

"That was just an accident, and you didn't mean it." Yan Mu smiled.

"Yes..." Yu Yuan suddenly raised his head, his expression still tangled.

Yan Mu's words were like a potent tranquilizer, calming his soul instantly.

But what followed was another, more turbulent feeling.

Yu Yuan couldn't tell, he just felt that the kind of feeling he had never had before.

The faint smell of blood still clung to the palm of his hand.

But he didn't feel disgusted.

Yu Yuan squeezed his hands quietly, without speaking for a while.

"Okay, didn't the husband assign the homework? Let's think about how to write." Yan Mu said and sniffed.

Fortunately, the collision just now wasn't too fierce, and the nosebleed stopped.

Otherwise she is fine, but Yu Yuan is afraid that she will struggle to death.

Yan Mu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She turned and walked towards the room.

Yu Yuan hesitated for a moment, and then caught up with Yan Mu.

This time, he deliberately slowed down and walked steadily beside Yan Mu all the time.

***********

Yan Mu flipped out a few sheets of white paper, and then took out a brand new pen.

"This is sheep's hair. It is a bit softer. I don't know if you can get used to it..." Yan Mu gave Yu Yuan the things he picked up. "You can take it to your house."

Yu Yuan looked at Yan Mu, but he didn't take it for a long time.

"Take it as your reward for helping me pick mulberry fruit and fetch water." Yan Mu worried that Yu Yuan would not accept it, and added: "I will be angry if you don't want it."

As soon as he said this, Yu Yuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he reached out and took those things.

But Yu Yuan didn't take it away, he said: "I'll put it here first."

"I just discussed it with Uncle Yan." Yu Yuan said earnestly, "I will come over to help during the Dragon Boat Festival, and I will use it to pay for the book."

"Hey? You just went out to discuss this with Dad?" Yan Mu looked dull.

"Yeah." Yu Yuan nodded and looked at Yan Mu's eyes softened a bit, "I can't take advantage of you."

…You can pay off debts with your kisses.

Of course, Yan Mu didn't have the guts to say this sentence.

She can only nodded aggrievedly.

"I'll pay you back your textbook tomorrow." Yu Yuan continued, "I have a little more and I will recite it all."

"This is not anxious." Yan Mu smiled.

She cut the rice paper into a suitable size, and discussed with Yu Yuan about the Dragon Boat Festival composition.

*************

As usual in the afternoon, Yu Yuan had to go back to Zhang Liehu's house to work.

He wiped the pile carefully, and then put the textbook there.

Then he locked the wood shed and walked towards the field.

Summer is scorching, and the sun is like a fireball.

He was working in the hottest time and his clothes got wet with sweat.

But Yu Yuan survived.

He didn't drag his tired body back until the moon star dwindled.

Today, he will memorize all the textbooks.

Can't trouble Yan Mu anymore.

Thinking of this, Yu Yuanqiang cheered up.

A dark cloud drifted past, covering the bright moon.

Yu Yuan pushed open the courtyard door, but saw Zhang Goudan standing in the courtyard.

"I said why didn't I come back recently, it turned out to be hooked up with Yan Mu." Zhang Goudan was yin and yang strange.

He raised what was in his hand and smiled a few times.

"Yan Mu is so kind to you, even the textbooks are given to you."

"...What do you want to do?" Yu Yuan's eyes were as cold as snow and ice that never melted forever.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Goudan shook the textbook in his hand.

Then, in front of Yu Yuan, he threw the book into the well.

The author has something to say:

Yan Mu: You are tolerant of the definition of not being ugly.

Yu Yuan: ...I'm just being tolerant to you. (Softly)

Yan Mu: What did you say?

Yu Yuan: Nothing, you got it wrong.

Cavinka spent a day humming, and then went to sort out the outline and personal settings.

The old rules, because the author did not update on time, in order to express my apologies, as of 12 o'clock, the readers who left messages in this chapter all issued red envelopes! ! —I’m done, I love you tweeted (more than a big heart)