The Yandere’s Kiss Extends My Life

"Zhang Goudan often went hunting with Zhang Liehu, why did he fall down with ease?" Yan Mu asked tentatively.

"I don't know, maybe my feet slipped." Zhang Liehu said uncertainly, "The grass grows luxuriantly in summer, maybe I didn't see it clearly, maybe even if my feet are empty, that's what Zhang Liehu said anyway."

"Really..." Yan Mu thoughtfully.

Zhang Goudan is not a good thing anyway. If you fall, you will fall.

It's best to throw the key point, who would let him always bully Yu Yuan.

Yan Mu thought badly.

"It's raining, Dad is going to Zhang Liehu's house to deliver bacon, you stay at home." Father Yan picked up the bacon and prepared to go out.

"Let me go." Yan Mu thought of Yu Yuan, and his heart suddenly moved.

"The road is slippery on rainy days and your leg hurts again. Why do you go to his house?" Yan's father disapproved.

"Father, I can't just lie at home for the rest of my life, and occasionally I still have to walk around with my neighbors." Yan Mu said spoiledly.

"...Then, Dad will go with you." Father Yan hesitated.

"I'll just go by myself, I'll just go out and turn around."

Yan Mu smiled at Father Yan, she took the bacon in Father Yan's hand, picked up an oil-paper umbrella, and walked into the rain.

The roads of this era are dirt roads, and when they get wet in the rain, they become very slippery and sticky.

Although it was only a few steps away, it was very difficult for Yan Mu, the lame man.

The mud spots got on the hem of the fan's skirt, and the small shoes were soaked.

In summer, the rain was strong, and the wind was howling. Yan Mu was holding an umbrella, feeling that he was about to be blown away.

She limply came under the eaves, gathered the oil paper umbrella, and put it on the wall.

Her shoulders were wet and her hair was blown in a mess.

Yan Mu patted his shoulder and was about to walk into the house, but saw a thin figure faintly curled up in the pouring rain.

"Yu Yuan?" She asked in surprise.

The rain shook the sky, and her voice disappeared halfway before it passed.

Yan Mu put the bacon in a dry place, reopened the umbrella, and returned to the pouring rain.

The shoes were stained with muddy water again, and the oil-paper umbrella was staggered by the wind.

Yan Mu was fainted by the blow, and stumbled to Yu Yuan's side.

The young boy curled up and fell into the muddy water.

The silky black hair was dampened by the rain, scattered in the muddy water, as if a pearl covered in dust.

His face was pale, the rain hung on his crow feather-like eyelashes, and the always gorgeous lips lost their color like withered flowers.

The summer clothes were thin, and they were tightly attached to Yu Yuan after being wet, showing a translucent state.

Through the translucent clothes, Yan Mu could vaguely see the criss-crossing scars on Yu Yuan's body.

His whole body was withered, which reminded Yan Mu of the bare branches in winter and the white snow on the branches.

"Yu Yuan? Yu Yuan!"

Yan Mu patted him on the cheek, but was shocked by the cold temperature of his fingertips.

She sat next to Yu Yuan, holding an umbrella somewhat helplessly.

Yu Yuan seemed to faint.

Yan Mu took Yu Yuan's arm and tried to help Yu Yuan up.

It is a pity that she is a wounded and weak.

No matter how malnourished, Yu Yuan is still a 16-year-old man.

With Yan Mu's physical quality, she couldn't move at all.

The oil-paper umbrella fell to the ground, rolled around a few times, and got stuck under the tree.

Yan Mu limped to find Father Yan.

The pouring rain quickly drenched her.

The rain blurred her vision, Yan Mu wiped the drops of water on her face, and called for Father Yan who was cooking.

With life at stake, Father Yan hurried over, carrying Yu Yuan on his back and rushing home.

The running just now consumed all Yan Mu's strength. She stood under the tree and coughed for a long time while holding the trunk of her hand.

There was a fishy smell in his throat, and Yan Mu realized afterwards that he should take advantage of Yu Yuan's unconsciousness to take a bite to survive.

She patted her chest and picked up the jammed oil paper umbrella after her breathing calmed down.

I want to know that Zhang Lie must have angered Yu Yuan again, so he was punished to kneel in the yard.

Yan Mu was upset, holding the umbrella, slowly came under the eaves, and picked up the piece of bacon.

Zhang Liehu’s family and Yan’s family had no intersection, but Yan's father was kind and out of humanitarian care, he let go of the bacon.

Meat is expensive and hard to come by. In this poor and backward village, bacon is extremely precious and can only be served on the table during the holidays.

There is no need to leave such a good thing to the scumbag father and son.

Yan Mu snorted coldly, picked up the bacon, and walked slowly home.

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As soon as Yan Mu returned home, before he could even change his wet clothes, he came to Yu Yuan's bed.

Father Yan went to the fire to cook, Yan Mu took a towel and stood in front of Yu Yuan, dauntingly not dare to say anything.

Although she is a face dog, she has an attitude of looking far away and not playing with beauty first, not to mention that Yu Yuan's face is 100% in line with her aesthetics.

This made Yan Mu feel guilty.

Yu Yuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and even in a dream, his brows were tightly frowned.

The boy's face was pale, a strand of black hair was on his lips, and a crystal drop of water dripped down his chin and hit his chest.

It's really beautiful/inviting.

Yan Mu's eyes condensed on his lips, and he swallowed very hopelessly.

Although she thinks stealing kisses is not good, but if you don't kiss you will have to die...

Yan Mu took a deep breath and slowly leaned down/body to Yu Yuan.

The distance between the two is getting closer and closer, and Yan Mu is still a little bit close to touching the tip of Yu Yuan's nose.

Yu Yuan's breath splashed on her cheeks, and the tingling itch spread from the skin to the apex of the heart.

Yu Yuan's eyelashes were black and long, and trembling slightly, like the slightly flapping wings of a butterfly.

Um?

Shaking slightly?

In Yan Mu's gaze, the butterfly wings fanned again, and then opened, revealing a pair of eyes that were as deep as an ancient well.

Yan Mu retracted his neck before he came and was caught by Yu Yuan.

Fortunately, he hadn't kissed yet, so Yan Mu held up the towel solemnly, pretending that nothing happened, and gently wiped off the drops of water from Yu Yuan's hair.

"You're awake." She smiled to cover up her embarrassment, and put a towel into Yu Yuan's hand, "wipe it by herself when she wakes up, don't catch a cold."

As she spoke, she straightened up generously, looking extremely natural.

Yu Yuan looked at Yan Mu quietly, then sat up slowly.

"hiss…"

Perhaps it was the wound on his back that caused Yu Yuan's brows to furrow tighter.

Yan Mu's footsteps, wanting to slip away silently, stagnated.

She touched the stick of ointment in her arms, and wondered whether she should speak.

Yu Yuan didn't take care of Yan Mu, he untied his hair, and his black hair poured down like a waterfall.

Yu Yuan uses five fingers as a comb, like a cat, combing his hair slowly. After the hair was combed, he picked up the towel and started wiping.

Yan Mu's heart surged as she watched from the sidelines.

It is indeed a face that is 100% in line with her aesthetics, even if the hair is put down, it is beautiful and thrilling.

What a darling, how can we make such a darling suffer?

Yan Mu was fascinated by the beauty, she no longer hesitated, took out the stick of ointment on her chest and handed it over.

"Here you are, Yu Yuan."

Yan Mu's face was pale, still soft and weak on the surface.

Yu Yuan's wiping action stagnated, and slowly raised his head to look at Yan Mu.

The young girl still looks weak and unbearable, as if the wind blows and will fall.

But only Yan Mu would call him Yu Yuan seriously, instead of calling him a wild species contemptuously.

What a naive girl.

Yu Yuan was cold in his heart.

Looking at each other, Yan Mu lowered his head shyly when he was looked at by the handsome guy so straightforwardly.

Yu Yuan put the towel aside, looked down at the stick of ointment, but did not pick it up.

"…why?"

After a long time, he asked.

The boy's voice was hoarse, like sand rising in the desert.

"What and why?" Yan Mu looked up in surprise, "Isn't it right for neighbors to help each other?"

If Yu Yuan's gaze was real, he moved his gaze away from the ointment and focused on Yan Mu's face again.

He frowned again, pursing his lips and not speaking.

The atmosphere was inexplicably cold.

Somehow, Yan Mu always felt that he was suddenly upset.

Could it be that she was found by Yu Yuan just now when she wanted to be unruly?

The more Yan Mu thought about it, the more he felt it was true, and suddenly felt a little bit unable to stay in front of Yu Yuan.

"I... I'll go see if the meal is ready."

Yan Mu put the ointment aside, pulled out a panic smile, and hurriedly left.

Yu Yuan looked at Yan Mu's back and did not speak.

After a long time, he picked up the stick of ointment.

The ointment is small and seems to carry the girl's body temperature.

What a stupid girl.

Yu Yuan was silent and stuffed the ointment into his arms.

The author has something to say:

Yu Yuan felt that Yan Mu was ignorant of the world and weak and unable to take care of himself, but Yan Mu was actually thinking about how to kiss him hhh