Little One Tears the Villain’s Script

Little Yu Got Rid of the Corpse (3)

Jiang Xiumei said bluntly, “It’s already very late, it’s time to go to bed. Don’t drag Qingshi around and prevent him from resting. He probably had a busy day, he must be tired and need some rest.”

Jiang Xiaoman finally smacked her head, “Oh, me and my pig brain. We will be done soon!”

Then she stood up and packed things up with Yu Qingshi, no longer chatting.

Before leaving, Yu Qingshi looked at Jiang Xiaoman and hesitated, looking like he wanted to say something.

Jiang Xiaoman said, “If you have something to say, just say it directly.”

Yu Qingshi really didn’t know what to say.

This evening, Jiang Xiaoman talked to him a lot; about her parents, grandparents, and younger sister. This chaotic relationship would make anyone feel very tired.

Yu Qingshi put himself in her shoes and thought about it. If he encountered such a thing himself, he would have had no way to recover so quickly and think so openly like Jiang Xiaoman.

But speaking of it, Jiang Xiaoman was always like this. No matter what strange things she encountered, she was always able to digest it quickly, and even live a more cheerful and happy life than before. It was as if nothing could bring her down.

Always full of vitality, just like a little sun.

This state of mind, he might never be able to catch up to.

He was envious.

But at the same time, Yu Qingshi also felt that even for just a short while, she should be vulnerable… right?

Really? Would Jiang Xiaoman ever be like that?

Yu Qingshi was not sure. He felt that he had to do something.

Under Jiang Xiaoman’s suspicious gaze, Yu Qingshi’s face gradually flushed, and he whispered, “I’m very… sorry for not being able to accompany you during your matters.”

To be there while she went through those sad and chaotic days.

Yu Qingshi didn’t know that when he was really shy, it was his ears, not his face, that turned red first. If it was his face that turned red first, he was probably angry. But if his earlobes turned red first, then it must be due to embarrassment — for example, like right now.

His earlobes were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

Jiang Xiaoman covered her mouth and smiled. Then, when Yu Qingshi was about to flee, she reached out and hugged him.

There was a kind of fragrance that felt like it was there but at the same time was not, as well as her warm and soft body, and her slightly messy hair that was caressing his cheek.

She soon let go.

For Jiang Xiaoman, this was just a very simple, pure hug that represented her gratitude and friendship.

She said, “Thank you.”

Yu Qingshi’s neck turned red, “…you’re welcome.”

After saying that, he ran away.

…so shy, so shy.

Jiang Xiumei had already prepared Yu Qingshi’s room for him.

The mattress and quilt were all prepared and tidy.

Yu Qingshi thanked, “Thank you, Grandma.”

“No need for thanks, just let me know if you need anything.”

“Okay. Thank you, Grandma.”

Yu Qingshi’s heart was beating wildly, and he walked Jiang Xiumei out of the bedroom door.

…and then went to take a shower.

He felt that he needed to calm down with cold water.

Although the weather was still hot at this time, the wind was cold at night, and Yu Qingshi always took his bath with hot water. The cold water tonight was a bit chilly, but he felt that it wasn’t enough.

He really regressed the older he got.

His heart was beating fast, he was short of breath, his cheeks were hot and his brain was dizzy as if he were drunk.

Was this also a type of mental illness? Was he ill again?

Yu Qingshi looked at himself in the mirror, patted his cheek with cold water and finally calmed down a little. Then, he climbed into his bed and went to sleep.

He originally thought that after sleeping calmly, nothing should happen tonight.

When he woke up the next day, things would be back to normal.

Unfortunately, Yu Qingshi forgot one thing, and that is— humans could dream.

He was dreaming again.

And this time, the dream was more… bold and direct.

The image in the dream was also clearer.

There were two scenes in the dream.

One was in the utility room. Jiang Xiaoman pressed him against the wall, and then… kissed him!

Yu Qingshi didn’t have time to recall anything yet when at the next moment, the scene changed again.

He was… on the bed.

This, this was a really sinful place.

It was needless to say what happened next.

Yu Qingshi felt that his thoughts were really, really inappropriate.

But while he condemned himself, he also secretly felt some pleasure. It was very distorted!

The dream and condemnation almost tore at him, and then… and then, Yu Qingshi’s pants got wet!

When his lower body felt cold, Yu Qingshi immediately opened his eyes and gasped for breath.

He was such a bastard, wuu wuu wuu!!!

Yu Qingshi slapped himself, and then touched the sheets and his pants again. His face instantly changed.

It was over. How could he do such a thing!?

How could he tell Jiang Xiaoman this? How could he tell Grandma?

Yu Qingshi panicked, and kept asking what to do over and over again in his mind.

Glancing at his watch, it was still five o’clock in the morning. Yu Qingshi immediately got out of bed and quickly walked into the bathroom.

He couldn’t let Grandma and Jiang Xiaoman see this!

Yu Qingshi sinfully concealed his criminal evidence. At five in the morning, he was very careful… washing the sheets and his pants.

When Jiang Xiaoman woke up, he saw that he was in a very bad mood, with two dark circles under his eyes.