The Senior Student (female) Is Not Human - Chapter 57

Chapter 57: Deadline

[20,000 Nutrition Fluid, Two-in-One Chapter]

“Call me Mommy.

It was the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month (the day before Chinese New Year’s Eve).

Xie Shiwei finally finalized the New Year’s Eve dinner menu. Following her grandparents’ yearly custom, the dinner had to be sumptuous, every dish had to have a good omen, and ideally, the fish and meat dishes from that night would be saved to be eaten on the morning of the New Year’s Day.

This was a good omen for having “surplus year after year” (niaˊn niaˊn yo˘u yuˊ – 年年有余/鱼).

However—

She turned her head to the woman pressed against her, braiding her hair:

“You definitely won’t accept eating leftovers, right?”

“No, and you aren’t allowed to either! Eating leftovers will poison you to death!” Jiang Xi-yao warned her righteously.

The dark-haired beauty was currently squeezed onto the single sofa with her girlfriend. Although she was the type who cared greatly about her image when going out, at home, she was more like Xie Shiwei’s accessory.

Unless Xie Shiwei explicitly commanded her not to interrupt, wherever Xie Shiwei was, Jiang Xi-yao would silently drift over and cling to her before long.

【How can it be that serious? The rich rely on technology, the poor rely on mutation. Who didn’t grow up eating leftovers?】

Xie Shiwei mentally grumbled, feeling like a genius for only selecting four dishes.

Lately, the time they spent together had increased, but Xie Shiwei had been lazy and didn’t want to cook, so she relied on takeout every day.

But Jiang Xi-yao not only refused to eat it herself, but she would also anxiously snatch Xie Shiwei’s takeout away:

“Eating such cheap food will poison you to death.”

Xie Shiwei failed to stop her, watching her call a five-star hotel for delivery with a bleeding heart.

Yet, even with the high-end delivery, Jiang Xi-yao wouldn’t eat it, complaining that the ingredients weren’t fresh, claiming the hotel was clearly bullying customers because of its size.

If Xie Shiwei hadn’t sprinted away with her bowl, she wouldn’t have saved this meal either—

She noticed that Jiang Xi-yao had a tiny appetite and was extremely picky, perfectly matching Xie Shiwei’s stereotype of a beautiful woman: a bird’s stomach, even dieting.

Xie Shiwei was forced to buy a digital scale. She was worried that Jiang Xi-yao’s extreme dieting would harm her health.

However, every time Jiang Xi-yao stepped on the scale, she was always exactly 55 kg.

It made Xie Shiwei feel like she was overthinking things.

…

Worry and Affection

In terms of worrying about each other’s health, clearly, one of them was more prone to fussing.

Jiang Xi-yao paused while braiding Xie Shiwei’s hair. She stared at a single strand:

“This one is split? Hair splits because it can’t absorb enough nutrition. Then the hair follicle can only grow white hair, and once white hair appears, its death is not far off, and once you start growing white hair, you will mmmph—”

Xie Shiwei calmly covered her mouth.

The girl patiently asked: “Are you not eating enough carbs recently, making you emotionally unstable and prone to anxiety?”

Xie Shiwei had lost count of how many ways to die Jiang Xi-yao had listed for her.

Eating cheap takeout would kill her, playing with her phone in bed would kill her, eating leftovers would kill her, and now even an occasional lazy split end would kill her?

Xie Shiwei was becoming desensitized to the word “death.”

Jiang Xi-yao repeatedly licked Xie Shiwei’s palm. After the girl drew her hand back due to the ticklish sensation, she said assertively: “You’re the one eating too little! You need to eat more! Xie Shiwei!”

Then, Jiang Xi-yao glanced at the finalized menu:

“What nutrition can scallion fried tofu possibly have? Absolutely not, cross that one out. Stewed local chicken soup? What nutrition can the chicken meat have left after stewing the soup? It’s tough and flavorless. That one’s out too—”

Xie Shiwei rubbed the cute little braid on her head, leaned back into Jiang Xi-yao’s arms, closed her eyes, and replied contentedly:

“Fine. Then you plan the menu, and you cook it. I’m not picky; I eat everything.”

Jiang Xi-yao: “…”

Xie Shiwei opened one eye and said self-awarely: “If I were like you, picky and unable to cook, even turning up my nose at five-star hotel takeout, then I would die—die poor and starved.”

Jiang Xi-yao raised a hand to caress her face: “You won’t. I have money, and I will hire a chef to cook for you. That’s right, cooking is a chef’s job. I heard that inhaling too much cooking smoke can cause lung cancer. Xie Shiwei, you are forbidden from cooking again.”

This time, the “…” was Xie Shiwei’s.

She turned to get out of Jiang Xi-yao’s arms, feeling like she couldn’t listen to her girlfriend’s over-anxiety anymore. Otherwise, she would only survive by drinking dew and gathering flower nectar like a fairy, absorbing the spiritual energy of the weather and the essence of the sun and moon.

On New Year’s Eve, Jiang Xi-yao worriedly watched her from the kitchen doorway, as if Xie Shiwei were some kind of kitchen serial killer who might cause a shocking explosion if she looked away for a second.

However.

Jiang Xi-yao was surprisingly complimentary about Xie Shiwei’s cooking, eating quite a bit. Xie Shiwei even started worrying that since she usually ate so little, suddenly binge-eating might cause problems.

The young couple’s first New Year together passed in such an atmosphere of mutual concern.

…

The Term of Love

As the end of the winter break drew near, Xie Shiwei was surprised to realize that Zhong Chu-yao had not contacted her since New Year’s Eve, when she replied to a message saying she would find time later.

She remembered the Zhong family’s rumored annual grand reunion and wondered if Zhong Chu-yao was simply too busy over the holiday, or if something else special was going on this year.

Should she take the initiative to reach out to her best friend again about getting together and making the introduction?

“Hiss…”

Before Xie Shiwei could think any further, the phone in her palm was snatched away, and she was pushed down onto the bed.

“What are you doing? It’s not even evening yet?” As her sleep dress was pushed up, the girl’s eyes involuntarily looked toward the open window. Finding the curtains not drawn, she reflexively bit her lower lip.

Jiang Xi-yao was annoyed that she was always thinking about that stinking Daoist.

Although Jiang Xi-yao’s “night snacks” had become much more plentiful and she had more places to “eat” in the last few nights, she was a monster whose hunger was insatiable. She didn’t know the meaning of restraint—

Who says you can’t eat during the day what you ate at night?

She pushed up Xie Shiwei’s bent knees and self-indulgently lowered her head: “I’ll eat whenever I want to eat.”

Xie Shiwei quickly forgot what she had been about to do.

Her eyes blurred as she stared at the ceiling, her palms gripping the bedsheets beside her into a mass of wrinkles.

Even though her nightlife had been extraordinarily rich recently, surpassing her previous eighteen years of self-sufficient single life, Xie Shiwei didn’t feel satisfied. Instead, she developed an indescribable craving.

【Not enough… not enough… but it’s already so comfortable…】

She turned her head to look at Jiang Xi-yao’s fingers pressing against her bent thigh—long and white. Even with nail polish, they were perfectly manicured, but Xie Shiwei only wanted to cover that layer of clear red polish with sticky white over and over again.

【I want it so bad… I want more…】

Jiang Xi-yao heard her desperately eager thoughts clearly.

The monster licked a silver line from the corner of her lips and looked up at the body she had admired and played with day and night.

Compared to its initial tender and shy appearance, this body had transformed from a budding flower on a branch into a fully ripe fruit, ready to be picked.

No matter when Jiang Xi-yao pulled off the bothersome clothes and fabric, this body would immediately give her the response she desired.

She didn’t even need to touch it herself; wherever her gaze fell, that spot would immediately begin to react, heat up, and become red, hot, and swollen.

But it was still not enough.

She wanted to feast on an even more delicious banquet.

Xie Shiwei now started feeling sleepy and her back ached after less than two hours every night, prompting her to push Jiang Xi-yao away, stopping her with both soft and firm tactics. Don’t let the girl’s current words about being hungry fool you; if Jiang Xi-yao ate for a little longer, she would be pushed away again.

—Since the owner always refuses to let the dog eat its fill, the bad dog has to resort to the threat of a hunger strike. She wants her owner to learn to chase after her and feed her.

Jiang Xi-yao suddenly stopped, even meticulously smoothing down the girl’s sleep dress.

A tear on Xie Shiwei’s cheek had yet to fall. She stared at her blankly.

The dark-haired beauty’s red lips were full and glossy, as if coated in lip glaze. She smiled sweetly and said:

“I suddenly remembered that excessive indulgence is harmful to the body. We need to restrain ourselves from now on.”

Xie Shiwei: “…?”

【What does that mean, what does that mean, what does that mean? I’m being told to leave the table after only a few appetizers? No! Did I start dating this beautiful girlfriend just to look at her? If I can’t enjoy a girlfriend like this, why am I even alive?】

【Since everyone has to die anyway, it’s better to die beneath a peony flower than to die early or late—】

Jiang Xi-yao let out a “tsk” internally.

This Cream Puff truly sticks to her original aspirations.

So, she looked down at Xie Shiwei and asked with a smile: “Do you want to be completely satisfied? How about I don’t stop from now until the start of the semester, would that be good?”

After all, she didn’t need to sleep.

Xie Shiwei slowly thought about the date the semester started. Two seconds later, she shot up from the bed like a carp leaping, holding down her skirt, and ran out: “Enough! Enough! It’s good to be restrained! I like people who are restrained!”

Jiang Xi-yao twisted her lips in a strained smile.

Whether it was restraint or indulgence, she would make Xie Shiwei like it.

…

The Play

However, the person who failed to learn restraint first seemed to be Jiang Xi-yao.

As the start of the semester approached, she remembered the prey at the school who always liked to surround her. If she suddenly appeared next to Xie Shiwei without reason, it could easily draw danger to the girl.

Because there would be self-important fools who would try to guess her intentions and try to solve her “troubles” for her.

Thus, Jiang Xi-yao suddenly announced: “I’m going to transfer majors. I want to be in the same major as you, Xie Shiwei. There are too many people at school, and you’re too vulnerable. I must keep you under my watch at all times—”

Xie Shiwei was browsing her course schedule for the new semester when she heard this outlandish idea. Her thoughts lagged.

A moment later.

The girl turned and looked at her sincerely: “Girlfriend, don’t you think you’re the one who is more likely to bring danger? If we maintain the distance we had at school before, I’ll be perfectly safe. You should also pay attention to your own safety.”

“Besides, transferring majors is only for freshmen. You’re about to graduate and look for a job, why would you transfer? Even if you did transfer to our major, we wouldn’t see each other in class since we’re in different years. It would be pointless.”

Jiang Xi-yao’s expression grew gloomy.

“I’m going to see the Principal.” Her dark eyes seemed to ooze mud, layering into a dark, determined certainty: “I’m transferring to your class tomorrow.”

A normally impossible thing, coming from her mouth—Xie Shiwei turned her head and took another look at her girlfriend’s flawlessly perfect face, and suddenly thought she might actually be able to pull it off.

But what kind of girlfriend goes backward in grade level in college?

That sounded even scarier than repeating a year!

Xie Shiwei, who had a slight tendency toward power worship, urgently raised her hands to cup Jiang Xi-yao’s face:

“Actually, even being in the same class in college doesn’t mean you see each other every day. There are only so many class hours, and we have to compete for different electives…”

“We already live together. We can see each other every day after school. At school, we can also see each other often by joining a club, right? After all, I’m only a freshman, and I need club experience to enrich my spare time.”

Jiang Xi-yao looked at her gloomily: “Really?”

Xie Shiwei actually had no desire to join any club, as it would only slow down her part-time work.

But seeing her girlfriend so clingy, unable to be separated from her for a moment, Xie Shiwei remembered her final grades from last semester. Her scores were good, and her ranking was decent, but her campus practical activities score was a bit low.

This made Xie Shiwei less confident about getting the campus scholarship.

If she were more proactive this semester, got a good recommendation letter from a club, and worked hard at the end of the term, she might be more competitive for the national scholarship at the end of the year, right?

Thinking this, she nodded: “Yes. Why don’t you join a club with me?”

Other juniors at school, apart from those in positions like Student Council President, were on the verge of quitting club activities. After all, seniors had to focus on graduate school entrance exams, internships, and civil service exams.

But in Jiang Xi-yao’s case…

If she were willing, the various clubs at the school would still fiercely compete for her, just like they competed for freshmen enrollment.

Jiang Xi-yao’s anxiety was grudgingly soothed by her girlfriend. She asked Xie Shiwei with a smile: “Which club did you join before?”

Xie Shiwei remembered the countless flyers she was handed when she walked past the clubs’ hundred-day recruitment fair.

She slowly offered the easiest answer: “The Literary Research Society.”

It didn’t require team building like the Student Council, nor did it require soliciting sponsorships for competitions like the sports clubs, nor did it frequently demand talent show performances. All it required was sharing good books in the group chat.

However, Xie Shiwei underestimated Jiang Xi-yao’s influence.

The day after the president added Jiang Xi-yao to the group, he gathered all members in the beautifully scenic grove on campus. He not only paid for a welcome party for Jiang Xi-yao out of his own pocket but also excitedly gave a speech:

“This semester, I’ve decided to change our reading focus to play scripts! I have never seen an actress more suited to embodying the essence of these characters than Jiang Xi-yao! A perfect person like her should be on the stage for everyone to see!”

Xie Shiwei: Oh no, poor planning.

Why does it have to be a stage performance again?!

【Wait, why did I say ‘again’? Our college didn’t have this kind of stage activity last semester, and I haven’t participated in any performances. Why am I so anxious?】

【And isn’t being on stage with my girlfriend a good thing? It’s quite memorable, right?】

In a corner of the crowd, Xie Shiwei ate the strawberry cupcake in her hand, lost in thought.

But she soon had no time to ponder this, as the people around her quickly decided on the script for their first stage play: “Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs.” Then, they began arguing over who should play the lead.

The girls firmly nominated Xie Shiwei:

“Snow White should obviously be played by a pure and kind protagonist like Xie Shiwei. Jiang Xi-yao looks like she should play the wicked, villainous Queen, right?”

The boys, holding the original script, sneered:

“Snow White’s skin is as white as snow, her lips are as red as bl00d, and her hair is as black as an ebony window frame—Jiang Xi-yao perfectly fits all three descriptions! She is the one and only Princess! Ordinary commoners shouldn’t try to compete, okay?”

Xie Shiwei was still not used to her new persona of competing for the campus belle with her girlfriend. The cupcake in her hand nearly dropped.

But she couldn’t help but look toward Jiang Xi-yao along with everyone else.

The woman who only existed in fairy tales, the most beautiful woman in the world from birth, was actually her girlfriend.

The people on both sides argued endlessly over the lead role until Jiang Xi-yao suddenly looked up at Xie Shiwei:

“What role do you want to play?”

Xie Shiwei actually didn’t want to play any role. She just wanted to sponge off the Literary Society and maybe do some cleaning.

But the expectant look from her girlfriend, anticipating their time on the same stage, made Xie Shiwei hesitate for a second. She whispered: “Can I play the Wicked Queen?”

【Heh heh, whether the fairy tale’s original birth mother or the later, harmonized stepmother, Snow White has to call me Mommy! After drinking so much ‘Goodnight Milk’ for so many days, calling me Mommy is perfectly reasonable, right?】

【Some actors are mother and daughter on stage and ‘mother and daughter’ off stage. That’s called being true to the role!】

Xie Shiwei’s tone was timid, but her eyes behind her glasses darted left and right.

Jiang Xi-yao happened to be staring at her at that moment. She slowly licked her lips, as if savoring something.

Then, the woman replied meaningfully:

“Alright. Then I’ll play Snow White, and you play the Queen?”

The others quickly scrambled for the remaining roles, with the boys starting to fight over who would play the Prince and the Dwarfs.

The girls who had supported Xie Shiwei earlier were disappointed in her:

“Why did you let Jiang Xi-yao steal the spotlight? She’s probably going to have someone do your makeup to make you look as ugly as possible and make you wear the ugliest clothes. You’ll just be a clown on stage to complement her.”

“Exactly. I can’t believe you. Do you think she’ll be grateful if you humbly step aside? She’ll just take advantage and think you’re easily bullied. You really… Don’t come crying to us for help when she bullies you later.”

Xie Shiwei: …Uh.

【I’d love to wear some low-key, ugly clothes again, but she threw all my ugly clothes away.】

【As for bullying me to tears? Waaah, I don’t need to wait for later; she can make me cry anytime, anywhere.】

She gave them a weak smile of thanks and quietly picked up her phone to look at the script lines.

…

The Sudden Scare

They quickly started their first rehearsal.

Xie Shiwei faced the girl playing the Magic Mirror, asked who the fairest woman in the land was, and after receiving the answer “Snow White,” Xie Shiwei called for the Huntsman.

“Huh? Where’s the Huntsman?”

The stage manager looked up curiously.

“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.”

The continuous sound of a knife being sharpened outside the activity building window stopped.

A boy, holding a kitchen knife so shiny it reflected light, climbed through the window. His eyes stared intently at Xie Shiwei: “You want me to kill Snow White and bring back her lungs and liver for you, right?”

Xie Shiwei had thought it was a nearby staff member sharpening a knife.

She had no idea it was the male student playing the Huntsman.

In the boy’s excited, fervent gaze, Xie Shiwei suddenly forgot her lines. She stared blankly at the kitchen knife, feeling that if she just nodded, this person would truly cut open Jiang Xi-yao’s chest and take out her heart and liver.

She nervously swallowed.

Xie Shiwei suddenly looked at the stage director: “I forgot my lines. Can we start over?”

The director looked at the script in his hand and waved her off: “Keep going. Go familiarize yourself with the lines later. It’s almost dinner time at the cafeteria. Getting stuck at the beginning isn’t good.”

But the rest didn’t go smoothly either.

Jiang Xi-yao ad-libbed some harsh, mean-spirited lines, criticizing the Dwarfs for being incompetent, complaining that her bed was poorly made, and the house was too small. Later, she started criticizing the Prince’s appearance.

“That ugly and you dare to dream of kissing me? I’d rather eat a hundred poisoned apples than be saved by you. Go die with your pipe dreams.”

After saying that, Jiang Xi-yao directly asked someone to change the script: “Why does Snow White need a man to save her? Can’t she be an undying body that can’t be poisoned? Only those who can’t die deserve eternal beauty. Change the script now!”

The rehearsal room was in chaos.

Xie Shiwei had to leave midway to spend two hours at the counselor’s office for her work-study program hours. When she asked the president for leave, he readily approved it, but reminded her:

“Remember to come back when you’re done. We have to keep rehearsing until nine or ten tonight with this schedule.”

“I’ve already sent out the invitations for the performance day. A lot of people are coming specifically because of Jiang Xi-yao’s name. Don’t you dare slack off.”

Xie Shiwei said okay.

However, when she finished dinner and hurried back to the building, she found the rehearsal room lights were off, and the entire area was dark.

Xie Shiwei stood under a bright streetlamp and called her girlfriend, wanting to ask where Jiang Xi-yao was and if she had gone home early.

The moment she dialed the number, the light of a cell phone screen lit up in the dark window.

…Her girlfriend hadn’t left yet?

Xie Shiwei couldn’t help but take a few steps forward curiously.

…

Inside the building.

Jiang Xi-yao felt incredibly furious.

She had originally planned to send out her fragments to forage alone recently and bring the energy back to the main body. That way, she could stay by Xie Shiwei’s side and maintain her current beauty.

But the fragments she sent out had all vanished from her senses, disappearing without a trace.

Jiang Xi-yao hated this feeling of being out of control.

What annoyed her even more was how much time that prey, who got the Huntsman role and whose killing intent was amplified by the lines, had wasted trying to cut her.

She was mentally cursing when she heard Xie Shiwei’s approaching footsteps. The outdoor lights were also turning on one by one. Jiang Xi-yao closed her eyes, deciding to temporarily revert to her true form and float into a corner to hide.

This room was the prop room, and her true form could become very small and thin. Even if Xie Shiwei searched every corner with a flashlight, it would be impossible to find her.

“Jiang-jiang? Are you not home yet? If you’re inside, please say something? But you’re not allowed to scare me. I’m super timid, you know. I’ll be mad at you if you scare me.”

The girl outside muttered to brace herself.

The doorknob was easily turned.

Light streamed in, and the moment the switch near the door was fumbled and flipped—

Damn it!

Jiang Xi-yao opened her eyes in shock, realizing she was instantly constrained by a strange force. In that brief second, it was too late to transform!

“Thud!”

It was the sound of Xie Shiwei hitting the door as she fainted.

Jiang Xi-yao remembered how easily Xie Shiwei’s skin would turn red from a mere touch. She ground her back teeth. Seizing the moment she fainted, she swiftly rose and caught the softly collapsing body.

The woman’s pale face was still covered in circular bl00d spots, and her clothes were stained with large patches of dark red bl00d, thickly dripping down her skirt. Yet, she anxiously laid the person in her arms flat, wanting to check Xie Shiwei for injuries.

She looked down and met the half-open eyes beneath the round glasses.

Jiang Xi-yao froze: “You… didn’t faint?”

Xie Shiwei was still sweating profusely from the shock and the pain of hitting her waist on the doorknob.

She couldn’t forget the scene she saw when she opened the door: her beautiful girlfriend lying in the center of a pool of deep red bl00d, the clothing on her abdomen disturbingly concave, like a bl00d clot.

At the edge of extreme shock, a strange thought suddenly popped into her mind:

…Could this be a new makeup effect Jiang Xi-yao created for the sake of realistic stage performance?

The sharp pain in her waist caused Xie Shiwei to fall in a way that prevented her from facing the large pool of bl00d, allowing her to miraculously maintain a hazy state of consciousness.

Now, hearing Jiang Xi-yao’s voice, her lips trembled with anger:

“Jiang! Xi! Yao!”

Every word Xie Shiwei spoke carried a gnashing-of-teeth quality. She was filled with rage, but the pain in her waist made it hard to breathe, preventing her from saying more.

Jiang Xi-yao smoothly lowered her head to nuzzle Xie Shiwei’s face:

“I was wrong. I shouldn’t have scared you. I originally planned to scare the Huntsman who wanted to kill me. He was left to clean up today, and he kept scaring me with the knife, so I decided to play a trick on him because I was annoyed.”

“I didn’t know you would come in so suddenly. I didn’t even have time to get up. But it’s all my fault. I’m the bad one. Don’t be mad, okay? Where did you hit yourself? Let me take a look?”

But the only answer she received was Xie Shiwei’s tears.

Xie Shiwei wondered if it was her imagination, but the large pool of bl00d she had seen and the terrifying scent of rust she had smelled seemed to vanish without a trace as Jiang Xi-yao explained.

She cried out of anger while carefully sniffing again.

There was truly no smell of bl00d at all.

Xie Shiwei completely relaxed. The panic from moments ago disappeared entirely, replaced by boundless fury.

Like anyone who experiences a sudden scare, she was first shocked, and then she got angry.

But her traitorous tears diluted her anger:

“Are you crazy? You almost scared me to death! Is that how you scare people? No matter how much you hate someone else, you shouldn’t scare them like that! What if someone has a heart condition?”

Jiang Xi-yao murmured “Mmm-hmm” in agreement. She gently stroked Xie Shiwei’s lower back. Seeing that Xie Shiwei still flinched from the pain, she quickly recoiled her hand in alarm.

Jiang Xi-yao didn’t know how severe the injury was. She wanted to take her to the hospital but was afraid of aggravating the wound. Her brow furrowed in frustration. While thinking of calling 120, she still managed to ask with concern:

“Are you tired from shouting? Are you thirsty? Should I get you a glass of water?”

Xie Shiwei: “…”

She hadn’t fainted from the scare, but now she was nearly fainting from anger.

Her chest heaved several times. Xie Shiwei closed her eyes: “Let go of me. Put me down on the floor. Don’t touch me.”

Jiang Xi-yao slowly complied. Thinking this would make her more comfortable, she then found Xie Shiwei peacefully closing her eyes, as if intending to sleep on the cold floor.

The dark-haired beauty was silent for less than three seconds before she couldn’t help but anxiously lean down on the floor to whisper in her ear:

“Xie Shiwei? You’re not going to die, are you? Are you in a lot of pain? Should I call emergency services right now?”

A vein pulsed on the girl’s delicate forehead.

When Xie Shiwei opened her eyes, she was met with the same bloody, highly impactful face.

But perhaps her filter for this god-tier beauty was too strong, for she actually found a thrilling kind of beauty in the bl00d-stained face.

She suddenly raised a hand weakly to shield her glasses.

For some reason, Xie Shiwei felt that Jiang Xi-yao was the type of bad dog who would never learn her lesson. Jiang Xi-yao would commit this bad habit of “scaring people” over and over again, and no matter how well she promised, she’d forget it immediately.

—Because she was incredibly familiar with this great panic of losing the other person.

It was as if she had been scared by Jiang Xi-yao like this time and time again.

A moment later, Xie Shiwei took a breath and lowered her hand.

“Is the makeup on your face a special effect? Were your clothes custom-made for the performance and deliberately dyed? The bl00d on the floor is special bl00d plasma, only visual, with no smell…”

A dog has developed a very bad habit, but she can’t just abandon the dog, because the dog will die without its owner.

Xie Shiwei could only try to find a way to correct the bad dog’s habit while coexisting with its bad habit.

The girl’s calm gaze fell on Jiang Xi-yao’s face: “But what’s the effect of the indentation on your abdomen? Open it up and let me look. If I study the mechanism for a while, maybe I can become desensitized to your morbid sense of humor.”

Xie Shiwei herself hadn’t expected that someone who was so afraid of horror, thrillers, suspense, and even bl00d could now summon such courage to want to coexist with terror.

Jiang Xi-yao stared at her blankly.

The monster heard this timid person’s thoughts and her spoken words clearly.

For a moment, her hand uncontrollably reached for the edge of the bl00d-stained clothing, wanting to follow Xie Shiwei’s command, lift the wet fabric, and let her see her empty abdominal cavity…

There was no heart, no liver, no lungs, no stomach, and no intestines inside.

They had all been taken by the greedy “Huntsman.”

But the moment her fingertips moved, Jiang Xi-yao startled herself awake again.

—What was she doing?

She clearly intended to reveal her true form at the end, when she grew tired of this love game, and devour this person entirely the moment Xie Shiwei’s love for her transformed completely into fear and disgust.

Even though Jiang Xi-yao was unilaterally extending the end date of the game indefinitely, no matter what the outcome, she had never changed her mind about eventually eating Xie Shiwei.

In short, she would never show her true form again until Xie Shiwei died.

She would never let Xie Shiwei see her true face again.

But now?

The predicted ending was still so far away, yet Jiang Xi-yao felt the urge to display her true form again.

—It was as if she had truly been charmed into madness by Xie Shiwei.

—She actually wanted to believe this person one more time.