He tricked his amnesiac partner into becoming crippled.

Chapter 159 The Yandere Who Was Forcibly Taken Over 17

Wen Yan didn't think too much about it and just sat on the wooden chair in the yard, staring blankly at the wound medicine in her hand.

In reality, she was somewhat confused. She didn't know whether she should continue to be the one kept in the dark and pretend to be normal while continuing their sweet relationship.

Let's tear away his increasingly fragile facade and see his true, sickly state.

She always believed that loving someone meant loving them completely, but it was clear that what she saw was just a thin, hard shell that Yan Wei was showing her.

This shell can be kneaded into any shape she likes.

But she quickly reassured herself that at least he seemed normal.

He has normal human emotions and normal hobbies. He is always so gentle and composed, as if a part of the tower called alienation has collapsed.

But now, the wound medicine in her hand, the horrifying knife wound, and the bizarre murder case make her wonder if she did the right thing.

Was it the right decision to nurture him and let him gradually return to normal?

She chuckled softly, tossed the medicine bottle onto the wooden table, and as the sound of water subsided, the faint scraping noise became clearly audible.

Wen Yan glanced at the door, then got up and went back inside.

If you can't figure it out, just stop thinking about it. It's not like you're acting out of empathy or playing the redemption game with him. It's better to just leave the decision to him.

Whether or not he needs redemption is his choice.

The jade bottle containing the wound medicine stood quietly on the table, awaiting the final decision.

Whether it's a pretense or a direct confrontation, it all lies with Yan and Wei.

Wen Yan lay on her back on the bed fully clothed. The light and shadows flickered before her eyes for a moment, then sleepiness overcame her, and she fell asleep without realizing it.

When I woke up, it was already completely dark.

She instinctively said, "Yan Wei, don't move, I'll come find you."

No sound.

Wen Yan rubbed her throbbing head and called out again, but there was still no response. The room was eerily dark.

It was only at that moment that she realized something was wrong.

Have the states of Yan and Wei disappeared?

Wen Yan suddenly remembered the wound medicine she had brought back, which was prominently displayed on the table, and realized that there were still some things between them that hadn't been resolved.

No wonder she was throwing a tantrum.

Well, as angry as she was, she was worried that he might fall because he couldn't see.

Wen Yan's IQ seemed to have been instantly cursed; he couldn't recall how he could have killed Chen Ping and so many other people.

However, he didn't invite her to eat, which was wrong of him. I'll have to argue with him about it later.

The door opened, and lanterns were lit in the courtyard, while a faint candlelight flickered in the dining room.

Everything was peaceful and quiet.

A bad feeling crept over her. Wen Yan walked into the dining room, but no one was there. She went to the small kitchen, lifted the lid of the wooden pot, and found three dishes and a soup warm inside.

Braised fish, sweet and sour pork ribs, stir-fried pork, and egg drop soup are all her favorite home-style dishes.

"Yan and Wei!"

Wen Yan called his name louder and searched room by room after leaving the small kitchen.

Nobody, nobody, still nobody.

Wen Yan's hands and feet were cold. It wasn't that he hadn't been out before, but the situation was different now.

Going out after she falls asleep is completely different from going out in this situation.

Going out without telling her proves he'll come back, while blatantly disappearing suggests he might not.

My thoughts are confused.

So what did he choose?

Wen Yan ran to the wooden table to look, but the wound medicine... was gone.

So he chose to confess?

But who would honestly admit to disappearing without a trace?

Shouldn't he be retaliating against her, locking her up, imprisoning her, tying her up, and then kneeling before her, begging her for love and pity?

Could it be that Yan Wei is different from other yanderes?

“No, Yan Wei did indeed have the idea of ​​kidnapping the master…” 233 said quietly.

Wen Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

Phew, thankfully, it's just the familiar routine of a typical yandere.

"but……"

Her heart skipped a beat. "But what?"

233 glanced at Yan Wei's movements: "While the master was asleep, Yan Wei first froze in place for a long time, clutching the wound medicine, then went to a blacksmith shop and ordered a silver chain exactly the same as the master's before, and then..."

233 didn't have time to review what Yan Wei had done before suddenly seeing that both he and Chen Ping's health points had dropped significantly, and he screamed in despair—

"My Lord! Something terrible has happened! Yan Wei is about to die!"

The male protagonist is also dying!

233 silently swallowed those words, and the system uncontrollably looped trembling funeral music, as if reflecting its own mood.

"position."

Wen Yan appeared remarkably calm, if one ignored the gleaming sword in her hand.

233 hurriedly relayed the location, and Wen Yan rushed there without stopping. On the way, she overheard what Yan Wei had done while she was asleep.

"He went crazy, without even changing his clothes, wearing a mask and carrying a machete, straight to Chen Pingjian's house, without saying a word, and started hacking at Chen Pingjian."

The mechanical voice trembled for a second. Recalling that scene, it felt a chill run down its spine, and its hand, which was holding the melon seeds, trembled slightly.

"Chen Ping saw that the Yan and Wei forces were besieging him and were being badly beaten."

With each word it spoke, Wen Yan's expression darkened further.

Logically speaking, the Yan and Wei states, which were once the pinnacle of military strength and capable of killing their opponents with a single blow during several night raids, should not have suffered such a fate.

But the problem was that he was up against Chen Pingjian, the male lead, and ended up being defeated by the male lead and a group of male supporting characters.

Heaven will not allow him to win; even if he gives his all, he has absolutely no chance of victory.

It's safe to say that, apart from Wen Yan who has cheated his way to power, no one else in this world could possibly kill the protagonist.

This is a pre-set program; all the stories in the world revolve around the plot, and the plot revolves around the protagonist.

No matter how dazzling or outstanding others are, in the eyes of Heaven, they are at most just a slightly brighter background behind the protagonist, serving as a lighting effect.

They have no personality, their minds are barren; they are merely NPCs who advance the plot, even though the plot has long since ended.

Yan and Wei were just a little luckier, as they were able to meet Wen Yan.

“Find the separate storylines for Yan and Wei.”

Wen Yan's voice was extremely cold, and her bright eyes were tinged with chill in the night wind, bloodthirsty and indifferent.

233 has been found. The story is very simple: his birth mother was murdered, he suffered in his childhood, he went blind during that time, and he developed irritable eating disorder during that time.

Interestingly, Yan Wei was actually Chen Ping's biological son, whom he had kept hidden from the outside world.

When Chen Ping was young and impetuous, he was framed and forced into a relationship with a woman. Later, the woman escaped, and he forgot about it.

Just as he was falling in love and enjoying a sweet time with Mu Qiaoqiao, the woman returned and said, "I'm pregnant, and you're pregnant."

Chen Ping was terrified and wanted to have an abortion, but he was too far along in his pregnancy to do so. Moreover, the woman refused, because she had fallen deeply in love with this tall and handsome man and wanted to fight for him.

So she was taken in by Chen Ping, and the rest of the story is much simpler.

The woman died in childbirth, and Chen Ping abandoned Yan Wei to any wet nurse. He left money and then left. No one thought about whether Yan Wei would be abused or mistreated after he left.

The author is destined not to put effort into a trivial minor character.

The only purpose of that woman and Yan Wei was to make Mu Qiaoqiao jealous, nothing more.

The beatings from the wet nurse, the insults from the servants, the endless chores and tasks, the face reduced to skin and bones—these things, detached from the main plot, are hidden beneath Chen Pingjian's immense aura.

Everything quietly changed when thirteen-year-old Yan Wei calmly killed the first old man who tried to force him.

At midnight, the thin Yan Wei stared with his dark pupils at the desolate emptiness beyond his sight. For a moment, he felt dizzy, and a thick, deep red fog seemed to gather before his eyes.

The old man's shrill screams lingered around him, seemingly threatening to engulf him along with the eerie crimson surroundings.

After that, he could no longer see it in the dead of night.