Crybaby vs. Yandere - Chapter 13
Chapter 13
The room was kept at a constant temperature all day, and the windows were tightly shut.
Time became exceptionally slow, to the point where I could barely distinguish between day and night.
But since that day, I hadn’t spoken a single word to Jiang Yilin.
He simply didn’t listen to reason.
At first, Jiang Yilin would talk to me incessantly, rambling on to himself.
He spoke of his beautiful visions for our future together.
He spoke of the process of how he gradually fell in love with me.
He even spoke about his childhood.
His parents were a product of a business marriage, and his father’s side of the family carried genes for mental illness.
He grew up in a twisted family atmosphere.
His parents would each bring different lovers home to spend the night, yet during the day, they could still play the role of a loving couple in front of others.
He said he loathed sexual relationships.
He said I was the one who proactively provoked him, and that was why he had set his sights on me.
He even smiled as he brushed my hair, saying, “Zhiyan, you should take responsibility for me.”
I ignored him.
I even closed my eyes and turned my head away.
The human heart is naturally biased.
His experiences were tragic, but that was no excuse for him to hurt my brother.
My cold resistance finally drove Jiang Yilin to desperation.
He desperately needed me to respond.
He gripped my shoulders, insisting that I was the one who provoked him first.
Then, in a fit of rage, he muttered that it would be better if my brother just disappeared.
Finally, he kissed my lips with a sense of helplessness.
He said, “Huo Zhiyan, nobody loves me at all.”
He said, “…Didn’t you say you loved me?”
I opened my eyes to look at him and finally spoke: “But I never loved you.”
Jiang Yilin’s mouth twitched morbidly.
He suddenly burst into laughter.
“I know.” There was a smile on his face, yet a cold tear abruptly slid down from the corner of his eye.
He said, “You’ve sat next to me for nearly three years. How could I not see your genuine happiness and joy?”
His forehead pressed against mine. “I saw through your pretense, yet I still fell hopelessly in love with you.”
He called my name: “Huo Zhiyan, this is the real reason I have to lock you up.”
“Since you don’t love me yet, we will stay together day and night. There will come a day when you finally fall for me.”
I frowned at Jiang Yilin, remaining speechless for a long time before whispering, “You’re truly… insane.”
Jiang Yilin only gently caressed my face.
At that moment, the door was kicked open from the outside. Someone moved so fast they were a mere blur.
Before I could react, Jiang Yilin was kicked hard in the chest, sent sprawling onto the floor.
I looked up and finally saw my brother.
“-Brother.” My brother turned around and reached out to ruffle my hair.
He patted my back reassuringly and said, “I’m here.”
When my brother found me that day, he brought the police with him.
Jiang Yilin’s heinous actions were undeniable.
My brother refused any possibility of mediation.
Jiang Yilin was an adult; what awaited him was likely a prison sentence.
However, the Jiang Family was not to be underestimated. They wouldn’t just leave their only son to his fate.
They spent a fortune and hired famous criminal defense lawyers.
The legal battle was still dragging on in court.
But none of that mattered to me anymore.
Because when I woke up that day, I suddenly learned the reason behind my brother’s busy period before the college entrance exam.
It was because he still hadn’t managed to avoid the plot’s influence and had met the destined female lead.
He frowned slightly. “She gave me a very strange feeling, making me want to pay attention to her and pursue her uncontrollably.”
He apologized to me: “I spent some time on her and neglected you, causing you to suffer through this ordeal.”
He said, “It’s my fault.”
I only asked with a trembling voice, “That girl… is her name Xu Yiwei?”
My brother looked at me with a frown. “How did you know?”
My heart sank. Was my brother still going to follow his fate-falling for the female lead and suffering through a bitter, unrequited love?
“And then?” I asked my brother, holding onto little hope.
My brother’s expression was quite indifferent. “But she wasn’t interested in me, so I gave up.”
He continued, “Later, when I found out you had disappeared, my entire heart and soul were focused on finding you. After only half a month, I’ve already forgotten what she looks like. I don’t even know why I was suddenly so obsessed with her back then.”
I paused.
Could it be that my efforts actually worked-
So my brother didn’t waste himself hopelessly on the female lead like in the original plot.
If you like someone, pursue them; if you’re rejected, move on.
This was the correct view on romance.
I had been living in fear for years, but now my brother seemed to have finally broken free from the shackles of the plot.
It seemed he had finally welcomed the right to make his own free choices.
