Jiang Nanshu entered, Zhou Yanbai was looking up at the hibiscus tree in the courtyard.
Although it was not the blooming season, the leaves were lush green.
Uncle Qi was sitting outside the main gate, with Xiao Xiao squatting at his feet. đđżđđđ°đ˛đđ§đ đ§đ˛đĽ.đđ¨đ
This scene seemed harmonious, but the person who appeared was Zhou Yanbai, the Demon.
Jiang Nanshu stopped, her gaze coldly fixed on him, "What are you doing here?"
When Zhou Yanbai heard her, he turned his head to look at her, his handsome face showing not the slightest annoyance but rather a curious gaze.
"This is my brotherâs house, canât I come?"
Jiang Nanshu felt sick just listening to him casually mention Zhou Yanxu.
"This house is now registered in my name. Please leave, donât force me to act."
"Pfft." Zhou Yanbai suddenly burst out laughing, pulling a fruit knife from his sleeve and throwing it at Jiang Nanshuâs feet, "I actually wish you would act, better yet, stab me to death."
Jiang Nanshu kicked the knife away, "Your blood is too dirty, donât dirty my doorstep, roll away on your own."
Zhou Yanbai tilted his head slightly; he was taller than Jiang Nanshu, but she was no less imposing than him.
Zhou Yanbai laughed, "Youâve changed, Jiang Nanshu. I still prefer the old you who, in madness, disregarded everything. You should be stabbing me. How can you remain so calm? You make me feel estranged. Couldnât it be that your year-plus life in the Otherworldly actually gave you a conscience?"
Saying this, Zhou Yanbai laughed out loud, tears rolling down his cheeks.
Jiang Nanshu watched him with a complexity of emotions.
He truly needed the mental hospital, seeing what a demented state he was in.
Laughing and talking on his own.
When Zhou Yanbai noticed Jiang Nanshuâs gaze, his laughter abruptly stopped, and he asked bewilderedly, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Jiang Nanshu, "This is my first time seeing Dian Gong in a frenzy, just a bit curious."
Zhou Yanbai smiled, "We are the same kind, Jiang Nanshu."
Jiang Nanshuâs breath hitched, what was that?
Was this how others saw her in the past?
She wasnât that exaggerated, was she?
Zhou Yanbai, still talking to himself, "In another world, the first moment I saw you, I felt inexplicably familiar. You know what this is called? Only kindred spirits can resonate with each other."
"But youâre even greater than me, managing to make others die for you. You know Lu Qingyan, right? I heard he pulled your body from the sea, holding on to it, not letting go, not allowing anyone to touch you. He went mad, mad enough to hide a corpse."
"Then one morning, he was found having committed suicide by wrist-cutting, truly so foolish. How could there be such a fool? Jiang Nanshu, your heart is quite cruel, just abandoning him like that. The more I think about it, the more I admire you, what should I do?"
Jiang Nanshu watched him coldly.
His words couldnât harm her in the slightest.
Zhou Yanbai also realized this.
His gaze transformed from initial probing to obsession.
"Only a calm woman like you, who could abandon me at any moment, suits me. Su Ran is too clingy, sheâs disgusting. I still prefer the feeling when she abandoned me to return to our country to find another man; Iâll find that pleasure in tormenting her."
Jiang Nanshu watched him, holding back words, his mental state was truly twisted.
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