The Boyfriends I Picked Up in Horror Games Are Bizarre - Chapter 79

Bai Yao said, “Let’s go back.”

Lu Sheng tightened his grip on the hem of his shirt. In a muffled voice, he replied, “Okay.”

On the way back, Lu Sheng didn’t hold Bai Yao’s hand. He had always presented himself as optimistic and sunny in front of her, but now he kept his head down. When Bai Yao spoke, he still smiled and responded, but perhaps he didn’t realize how forced and unpleasant his smile looked now.

At the doorstep, Bai Yao beamed and said, “I really enjoyed taking a walk with you today. Let’s go on another walk next time.”

Lu Sheng paused slightly and raised his eyes a little. His pitch-black eyes quietly watched her.

Bai Yao’s eyes flickered, and her smile took on a mischievous undertone. She stepped forward, cupped his face in her hands, and tiptoed to kiss the corner of his lips. Then she stepped back, waved at him in a rather reserved manner, and said, “Lu Sheng, see you tomorrow.”

She turned around and went inside, closing the door behind her.

The night was quiet, with only the sound of insects chirping.

The tall boy stood motionless outside the door for a long time. When his brain finally resumed functioning, he slowly lifted a hand to gently touch the corner of his lips. The lingering sensation was still there, reminding him it hadn’t been a dream.

A dazzling light suddenly burst in his eyes. With a loud slap, he covered his face with both hands and crouched down.

Only his ears, slightly hidden by tousled orange hair, could be seen turning an exaggerated shade of red.

Hidden in the darkness, the strange creatures widened their eyes and began whispering.

“What’s wrong with him?”

“Is he shy because his girlfriend kissed him?”

“Is he a grade-schooler or what? It was just a kiss. He has already reached the age where he can use a condom.”

“Hey, stop it. He got so excited it looked like his body was about to split open!”

……………

In this elective class, a group of unmotivated college students was, as usual, secretly playing with their phones and slacking off.

He Cai read a post and couldn’t help complaining to Bai Yao beside her, “Men nowadays really are filled with dirty thoughts. Look, this blogger says her boyfriend always gets turned on whenever they’re alone.”

Bai Yao glanced at He Cai and said quietly, “Having a reaction is better than not having one, right?”

He Cai frowned and thought for a moment. She found Bai Yao’s words quite reasonable! If a man didn’t react to his girlfriend at all, that would be a serious problem!

Bai Yao kept her head down, reading her novel. It was something she had clicked on by accident. The female lead was a sweet and innocent ordinary girl, while the male lead was a cold and aloof rich guy. As the campus heartthrob, he happened to see the female lead being bullied repeatedly. Although he found her weak, he couldn’t help stepping in to help her a few times, even paying off her family’s debts.

Later on, the male lead awakened the ability to read minds. He could hear other people’s inner thoughts, and only then did he realize that although the female lead looked like a meek little lamb on the outside, she was actually a black lotus at heart.

On the surface, she appeared grateful and adoring toward the male lead, but in her heart, she was thinking how well this man could fake it. If it weren’t for his money, she wouldn’t bother putting on an act with him.

Originally, the male lead had no feelings for the female lead. But after hearing her thoughts, he suddenly narrowed his eyes and gave a wicked smile, “Heh, this woman is interesting.”

With the emergence of several urban legends, they were drawn into danger together, which deepened their relationship. After a period of emotional push-and-pull and eliminating a group of male and female cannon fodder, their story finally turned into full-blown sweetness.

Bai Yao couldn’t stand it anymore. She exited the page and glanced at the novel’s title — 《After the Male God Read My Mind, He Spoiled Me to the Heavens. 》

He Cai kept on chattering, “Yao Yao, have you heard that really popular story going around lately about the Slit-Mouthed Woman?”

Bai Yao asked, “What Slit-Mouthed Woman?”

He Cai explained, “It’s about a woman wearing a long coat, with long hair and a mask, holding a pair of scissors. She takes off her mask and asks people whether she’s beautiful. If they say no, they die. If they say yes, she uses her scissors to cut open their mouths so they become just as terrifying as she is.”

As she spoke, He Cai couldn’t help rubbing her arms. She looked a bit scared. “I heard someone from our school ran into the Slit-Mouthed Woman and hasn’t come back since.”

Bai Yao remembered that this Slit-Mouthed Woman also appeared in the novel, and that the male lead’s fiancée ended up being disfigured and killed by her. Bai Yao also reflexively hugged her arms and rubbed them.

He Cai asked, “Yao Yao, I thought you didn’t believe in ghosts?”

Bai Yao said, “If the Slit-Mouthed Woman does exist, then she’s just a psycho. I don’t believe in ghosts, but that doesn’t mean I’m not afraid of psychos. Especially since I’m this beautiful. Who knows if someone’s lusting after my beauty behind my back, or jealous enough to hurt me?”

He Cai looked at Bai Yao’s face and, for a moment, couldn’t find a single argument to refute her. After a pause, she said, “Where you live is kind of remote, but don’t you have a boyfriend? Just ask him to pick you up after class.”

Bai Yao wouldn’t mind, but she didn’t want to keep troubling Lu Sheng. After all, he had work too. He couldn’t be running around her every day.

After class, they saw Su Youyou walking with another handsome guy outside the teaching building.

He Cai said resentfully, “On Monday, Su Youyou walked with Beitang Jun. Tuesday, it was Nangong Hao. Wednesday, Ximen Lie. Thursday, Dongfang Xuan. And on Friday, she’s with the entire F4. I really don’t get why all the campus heartthrobs are flocking around her.”

Today, the guy walking with Su Youyou was Dongfang Xuan. He had long legs, a tall figure, a flawless face, and a cold demeanor—like an untouchable flower on a high mountain. Yet while talking to Su Youyou, he suddenly smiled.

The surrounding girls gasped, “Oh my god! Dongfang Xuan actually smiled! This is the first time I’ve ever seen him smile!”

To be honest, Bai Yao felt a strong sense of déjà vu from this scene.

He Cai was practically dying of jealousy. She said to Bai Yao, “Yao Yao, I’m going ahead.”

As soon as she finished speaking, He Cai forced a smile and approached, “Brother Dongfang, long time no see!”

That sense of déjà vu only grew stronger. It reminded her of those “cold prince falls in love with me” novels she read in elementary school, and the memory gave her chills.

Because she had a full day of classes today and also had dinner with her classmates, it was already past 7 p.m. when Bai Yao arrived at the bus stop, and the sky was dark.

There was no one else on the bus route she took. Usually, she waited alone at the stop. She sent a message to her boyfriend on her phone.

【 I had classes all day today. So tired! 】

A photo of a dessert was quickly sent back.

Lu Sheng: 【 I made a strawberry cake. Come home and eat it. 】

Bai Yao: 【 Lu Sheng, you’re the best! 】

At that moment, she felt someone sit down beside her. Bai Yao looked up and froze.

A woman with disheveled hair was sitting there. On such a hot day, she was still wearing a long coat. In her hand, she held a pair of scissors. Slowly, she raised her masked face, her lifeless eyes fixed on Bai Yao, as if she were already dead.

Bai Yao stood up and backed away, but the woman grabbed her hand.

The woman removed her mask. The upper half of her face was still normal, but the lower half was terrifying. Her mouth looked like it had been cut open, with a long slit stretching all the way to her ears. This kind of torn face, defying all logic, made one’s scalp tingle with fear.

Bai Yao trembled slightly from nervousness.

The woman spoke in a chilling voice, “Am I beautiful?”

Bai Yao said nothing.

The woman stood up, and the pressure she gave off intensified. She asked again, “Am I beautiful?”

The scissors in her hand clicked ominously, like a countdown to death.

A dark night. A terrifying woman. Sharp scissors. Even the air was filled with a sense of dread.

The woman took a step forward, close enough for the slit on her face to be clearly seen. She grinned, raising the scissors in her hand. “Am I beautiful?”

Bai Yao: “Mworagoyo?”

The air was frozen.

Woman: “?”

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, and Bai Yao was pulled into a firm embrace by a boy’s strong arms. At the same time, the boy’s other hand grabbed the woman by the throat and lifted her clean off the ground.

Bai Yao looked up and saw the boy’s orange hair and his expressionless face.

The next second, his hand covered her face and pressed her into his chest. She couldn’t see what was happening outside, but she heard someone slam heavily into the bus stop’s advertisement board with a loud bang.

The sound was so loud it made her shudder all over.

Perhaps sensing her fear, the boy hugged her tighter, one hand gently stroking the back of her head in a soothing gesture. She was wrapped in an embrace full of a familiar scent, overflowing with a sense of security.

Bai Yao’s heart suddenly started pounding.

Bus 44 arrived at the station. The driver glanced out the window and clicked his tongue in sympathy.

That strange visitor from out of town really was clueless, coming here without even checking whose turf it was.