Surrounded By My Yandere Ex-Girlfriend On The Romance Reality Show

Zhang Zhiyin’s Nightmare (1 / 2)

When Fang Zhou and Chu Xinran arrived at the beach to wait for the sunrise, someone in the villa was awakened by a nightmare.

“No! Fang Zhou!”

The woman suddenly opened her eyes, relieved to see the pure white ceiling instead of the gruesomely dead body from her dream.

She breathed heavily, feeling her heart pounding wildly in her chest, her back drenched in cold sweat, making her pajamas stick uncomfortably to her skin.

Zhang Zhiyin got up, freshened up in the bathroom, and then returned to her room.

She took out a notebook and paper from her backpack, turned on the desk lamp, and began to write and draw by the window.

“Eyes” “Hands” “Feet” “Jumping off a building”

These four keywords she wrote down on the paper.

With the pen tip pressing into the paper, Zhang Zhiyin fell into deep thought.

This was the first week she had been plagued by continuous nightmares.

Ever since she stumbled upon the show ‘Love Percentage’ on her phone and saw Fang Zhou’s face, the nightmares persisted.

Starting with an image of Fang Zhou’s hand being chopped off, to his Achilles tendon being severed, and then a pair of bloody eyes being gouged out alive.

Even today, I dreamt of Fangzhou leaping from a height, lifeless thereafter.

Zhang Zhiyin sought a psychologist for intervention, for hypnosis, but to no avail; she still dreamt of those things at night.

At that time, she was abroad, struggling for inspiration for her next work, when this unforeseen event occurred.

She thought it might be a psychic connection; perhaps something really had happened to Fangzhou.

Yet the daily live broadcasts on her phone clearly showed her that Fangzhou was fine.

Zhang Zhiyin agonized for a long time, not knowing what the problem was, fearing sleep night after night, dreading those horrific scenes in her dreams.

But one cannot stay awake forever; due to immense mental stress, she would doze off during the day only to wake up quickly again.

The psychologist believed that the bell ringer must untie the bell, suggesting she seek out the person in her dreams to understand the situation better.

“Perhaps it’s the deep obsessions of youth that have surfaced years later, upon suddenly seeing his face again,” they said.

But Zhang Zhiyin thought it preposterous to run back to the country to find Fangzhou over a dream.

Having not contacted him or Li Siming for years, she wondered if he would ignore her if she suddenly reached out.

These hesitant thoughts vanished when she saw Fangzhou on the show, nearly drowning and then poisoned by toxic mushrooms.

He was truly in danger.

She had to return to the country and see him to be at ease.

Thus, Zhang Zhiyin asked a friend for the contact of the reality show’s director, bluntly stating her intention to bring resources to the production.

After gaining fame and awards over the years, she rarely accepted public interviews or variety show invitations.

Now, with her initiative, the director would surely not refuse her, bringing her own traffic and buzz.

Zhang Zhiyin returned to the country overnight, and without rest, followed the fan tour boat to the island, successfully meeting Fangzhou.

She thought she could converse with him nonchalantly, as in their youth.

But upon seeing him chat with another girl, she couldn’t help but scare the young fan away, pretending to be an ex-girlfriend.

Seeing Fangzhou, Zhang Zhiyin remembered their unhappy parting at dinner and her unrequited love.

The resentment and anger inside made her lash out at Fangzhou, as if only sarcasm could vent her inner spite.

Yet, Fangzhou had done nothing wrong.

72 Zhang Zhiyin’s Dreamscape (2 / 2)

Instead, the more she looked at his face, the more it stirred memories of her past crush.

The affection and caution once buried deep in her heart resurfaced, prompting Zhang Zhiyin to speak those words.

“What if I hadn’t gone abroad? Could we have been together later?”

When Fangzhou said it was impossible, her heart plummeted once more, but this time she concealed it well.

She feigned indifference, warning him to be careful in his choices, her eyes reddening as he looked down, showing vulnerability.

The overwhelming sadness and grief flooded her mercilessly.

Back then, Zhang Zhiyin looked at the vivid Fang Zhou and was reminded of the tragic figure in her dreams. The stark contrast between the two brought an even more intense shock to her.

With just a “I know” from Fang Zhou, Zhang Zhiyin almost blurted out all the dreams she had.

You don’t know, you don’t know anything.

You don’t know that in my dreams, you were killed by a woman, and she was your ex-girlfriend.

Although she couldn’t see the woman’s face clearly in the dream, Zhang Zhiyin heard the words that woman said when she laid hands on Fang Zhou.

“Haven’t I warned you not to run around? Stay by my side obediently, don’t go anywhere.”

“If you don’t listen, I’ll have to cut your tendons.”

“Don’t be afraid, after this you won’t be able to run anymore, I’ll treat you well, I’m the person who loves you the most in this world.”

Even in the scorching summer, Zhang Zhiyin, from an observer’s perspective, felt a chill recalling these words.

What kind of overwhelming desire to control and possess is this?

She knew some writers would create such characters, and a few really do exist in reality.

But it would be such a pity if Fang Zhou fell into the hands of such a person.

However, these words and dreams, saying them out loud would be too outrageous.

Not to mention Fang Zhou wouldn’t believe it, even herself from a month ago wouldn’t believe it.

She thought that seeing Fang Zhou in person would stop the nightmares, but it seems it’s not that simple.

Zhang Zhiyin could only suppress these thoughts, waiting for the developments on the romance variety show.

If there really is such a dangerous person around Fang Zhou, then she must warn him.

Or, she must take some measures to protect Fang Zhou.

They say dreams are the opposite of reality, this time, Zhang Zhiyin sincerely hoped what they said was true.

After much thought, Zhang Zhiyin still couldn’t recall who the woman in the dream was.

She tossed her pen down irritably, tore up the paper she had just written, bit by bit into shreds, and threw them into the trash can.

Since she couldn’t sleep anyway, she might as well stay awake.

Zhang Zhiyin stood up, walked to the window, wanting to take in the view outside.

The sky was already bright, the distant sea shimmered with a faint glow, a streak of gold appeared from the far horizon, the dawn broke through, dazzling and brilliant.

At that moment, an orange sun slowly peeked out, the sky was painted red, and the morning glow donned its splendid attire.

The sea sparkled, waves gently lapping the shore, the sunlight reflecting off it was stunningly beautiful.

A new day had already begun.

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