Chapter 243: An Xiaoyu

"... Fuck you."

Lan Shiwen opened his eyes again. In his hand was still the familiar steering wheel. He glanced at the car's display screen: 11:10 AM. He had just parked his car in the parking lot downstairs at home, preparing to go home for lunch.

His gentle and lovely girlfriend was waiting at home for him to eat together, yet Lan Shiwen couldn't feel happy at all, because he wasn't sure if the woman sitting at the dining table was his girlfriend or some madman wearing human skin.

"I can't stay in the car for too long, otherwise he will notice something is wrong and come down to the parking lot early to kill me."

Lan Shiwen pretended nothing had happened, opened the car door, got out, locked the door, and took the elevator to leave the underground parking lot.

He had known for a long time that Yu Zi Qian was a dangerous person, but he hadn't expected him to be crazy to this extent. Admittedly, few Gridders were mentally normal, but to run over to block someone's door and kill them just because they might help his enemy was a bit too extreme.

"The first time I was killed by him was because I triggered the rule of 'responding to a call.' So what was the second time?" Lan Shiwen stood straight, pondering without looking aside.

He had used one death to test the rule of not turning back, but even when sitting in the car without turning back, he was still killed. This was another kind of strange application he didn't know about, just like the first time he was killed by Ning Zhe.

"No traces, no warning, no casting prelude, and I just died in his hands for no reason." Bright lights shone on Lan Shiwen's face. The door opened, and he stepped out of the elevator, his heart filled with dark clouds: "How exactly did he do it?"

Returning home, Lan Shiwen changed into slippers and walked into the living room. A young girl with her long hair tied to the side put down her phone, stood up from the dining table, and came to Lan Shiwen: "Why is there something white on your head?"

As she spoke, she reached out to brush off the white dust on his hair.

*Slap*—Lan Shiwen tilted his head, subconsciously slapping away his girlfriend's reaching hand: "What are you doing?!"

"Hey..." The girl clutched her right hand that he had slapped, feeling a bit aggrieved: "There's something dirty on your head."

"Is there?" Lan Shiwen walked into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. Sure enough, there was a striking patch of white on the top of his head. He didn't know where the wall putty had aged and peeled off, and white lime powder had fallen onto his head.

This hadn't been there when he came home last time.

"Xiao Lan, what's wrong with you? Why do you feel a bit strange?" The girl sat at the dining table, looking up at Lan Shiwen who had walked out of the bathroom, and asked: "Did you encounter something?"

"A little bit." Lan Shiwen nodded and came to the table to sit down.

His girlfriend's surname was An, An Xiaoyu. She had just graduated from university and was at home preparing for the civil service exam. Although her father indeed had a certain status in the Yunzhou officialdom, the necessary procedures still had to be followed, at least to maintain a facade of decency. Although her father could have directly customized a recruitment standard for An Xiaoyu, that would have looked too ugly.

An Xiaoyu was a gentle person. Everyone who knew her said she had a good temper, didn't get angry easily, and was very considerate and caring toward others. Having grown up in an ivory tower, she had always received proper, positive education. Therefore, An Xiaoyu held fairy-tale-like beautiful fantasies about the world, society, marriage, and love. She had no bad intentions and was even a bit naive, commonly known as a "silly sweet."

This was also the reason Lan Shiwen accepted this arranged marriage, which had a strong monitoring nature.

As a Gridder wanting to gain the trust of the government, one always had to pay something, or voluntarily hand over certain leverage. Since he was going to be controlled by others anyway, it was better to find a silly sweet with no schemes, so life could be more comfortable.

"Xiao Lan, do you know? Liu Jiajia went abroad recently, saying she's going to study abroad." An Xiaoyu served rice into both their bowls and placed them on the dining table, saying: "It's my first time seeing someone take their parents abroad to study."

"Maybe her parents spoil her." Lan Shiwen picked up his chopsticks and said with a smile: "Why, do you want to go abroad too?"

"I do." An Xiaoyu nodded: "After Jiajia left, she hasn't contacted me much, and you're so busy. I'm just at home alone, bored, memorizing questions." This was the part Lan Shiwen found her simple. Even though her own father held a high position in Yunzhou, even if her grades were terrible, she could still be forcibly pushed up, yet she still foolishly stayed at home, seriously doing questions and preparing for the exam, naive to the point of being cute.

The sound of Douyin playing out loud came from the dining table. Looking at An Xiaoyu, who was eating while still looking at exam point explanations on her phone across the table, Lan Shiwen suddenly felt uneasy, and a strange feeling quietly lingered in his heart.

"What's wrong? Staring at me the whole time." An Xiaoyu put down her chopsticks, looked up, and covered her face with both hands: "Don't look, don't look. I've been staying up late every day recently, and I have dark circles under my eyes. It's so ugly, don't look!"

"If you say don't look, I won't. Who cares." Lan Shiwen smiled and picked up his chopsticks to eat.

An Xiaoyu was still the same as before, liking to act coquettishly toward him like a child, which wasn't annoying.

"... Eh?" After a while, An Xiaoyu opened her fingers, looking at Lan Shiwen curiously through the gaps, and blinked: "You're really not looking?"

Lan Shiwen spread his hands: "Didn't you tell me not to look?"

"Ah~ No, how can you say you won't look and then really not look." An Xiaoyu stood up, left her seat, ran behind Lan Shiwen, and hugged his shoulders: "We're not even married yet and you're already starting to dislike me. I can't even imagine what it'll be like after marriage!"

As she spoke, An Xiaoyu hugged Lan Shiwen's shoulders, forcibly turning his head to face her, and said seriously: "Even if I become an ugly monster in the future, you're not allowed to not look at me."

"Okay..." Lan Shiwen sighed helplessly, looking at An Xiaoyu's fair face and the faint dark circles under her eyes, feeling both amused and annoyed.

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The next moment, a gust of eerie wind quietly blew past his ear.

He died.

"Ah."

Opening his eyes, in his hand was still the familiar steering wheel. He had just parked his car in the parking lot downstairs at home, preparing to go home for lunch.

Lan Shiwen looked up at the car's display screen: 11:10 AM. His spine was covered in cold sweat.

"... Back again." Lan Shiwen leaned against the back of the chair, his whole body limp.

The faint floral scent that came when An Xiaoyu hugged his neck still lingered on the tip of his nose. The earnest look of his girlfriend eating while looking at exam points was still vivid in his mind, followed by her naivety and coquettishness, fearing that he would dislike her for having dark circles and not being pretty.

Every micro-expression of genuine emotion was so seamless, without a single flaw. Even if it happened another hundred times, he would still think that it was An Xiaoyu herself.

"Damn it..."

Lan Shiwen lay on the steering wheel, clenching his fists.

Caught a cold, one update today.

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