Done!I'm surrounded by yanderes!

I tried to tease her and responded to her a little bit,

Sure enough, she started to withdraw again.

This time she seemed to make up her mind faster than before,

So she returned to the battlefield again.

The rapidity of the attack made me feel at a loss what to do.

It seemed that something more important was occupying her heart.

My hands tried to hold her head little by little so as not to scare her.

She also slowly let go of the pillow that was in the way, but still covered my eyes with her hands.

I can even feel her seriousness and stubbornness,

In order to respect her, I had to close my eyes tightly.

"There seems to be something wrong. In my memory, you were obviously more proactive." The white-haired girl said softly.

"I was asleep and didn't know anything."

"Hmph." The white-haired girl angrily began to change the angle and intensity, like a chicken pecking at rice.

For a moment, I was actually amused. After holding it in for a long time, I couldn't hold it in and burst out laughing.

She stopped instantly, dumbfounded and at a loss.

I opened my eyes and took a peek. After she realized how childish she was, her face was already red.

She saw me peeking at her and quickly lay down.

Cheek to cheek, not letting me see.

Her face was really hot.

"Do you want to continue the experiment?" I asked her deliberately.

I felt that she wanted to shake her head for a moment, but she tried her best to endure it.

"Yes." She answered silently.

What I didn't expect was that she cried.

"Eh? Why are you crying?" I felt like I was the one who was molested.

"I don't know whether the memories made me cry, or whether I wanted to cry." The white-haired girl actually started crying.

I reached out to wipe her tears, hugged her and asked her not to cry.

"Those memories, I always feel so tired and painful." The white-haired girl cried and confided.

"Then don't think about it." I tried to comfort her.

"But I'm so happy that this is my memory, and I'm so scared that this is not my memory. If I weren't Levida, who would I be? I would be so envious, jealous, and want all this Take it as your own. I'm not me at all, but I can't be me either." The white-haired girl finally confessed her heart in tears.

"What are you afraid of? You can also have your own memories and your own life, learn to love someone from the beginning, and learn to be troubled and happy like an ordinary person." I touched her head and asked her to stop thinking. .

"I...can't..." The white-haired girl hugged me in pain.

"Be good, but you have worked very hard."

Chapter 1: The woman who almost ended up single-handedly

[November 2017, 10]

After one night, the white-haired girl seemed to be a changed person.

I haven't gotten up yet in the morning,

She screamed in my ear.

"What happened?" I sat up in panic, the recent events weighing heavily on my nerves.

"Play with me." The white-haired girl smiled playfully without apology.

"What time is it?" I was a little at a loss.

"It's nine o'clock."

"Let people live? No matter what I think, Levida can't do such a thing.

"No matter what, as long as it's fun, come and play with me." The white-haired girl hugged my arm and started acting coquettishly.

I rubbed my sleepy eyes,

I don't understand why this guy suddenly went crazy.

"If you want someone to play with you, you have to be polite." Because I was afraid of being woken up again tomorrow, I simply reasoned with her.

"Polite?" The white-haired girl seemed a little confused.

"As expected, there is no such thing as politeness in Levida's memories?" I became distressed.

"I just remember that you are disobedient, just show this." The white-haired girl lifted the corner of her skirt and said,

"Hey, hey." I was about to pretend to stop her.

Then he pulled out a fruit knife from the edge of the black stockings.

"This is indeed useful...but not completely useful." I was worried about what was in her memory.

"Then teach me. I want something different from what I remember." The white-haired girl started acting coquettishly again.

"Then what do you want others to do, you have to remember to say, please." I thought about it, this should be a very simple thing.

"Please." The white-haired girl said while showing the fruit knife.

"This is completely useful, right?" She laughed happily.

"You seem to have learned it completely wrong."

"How should that be?"

"For example, I want to use this knife, and the knife is in your hand. At this time, I will say, please give me the knife." I thought about how to deceive the knife in her hand without getting hurt.

"I learned it!" The white-haired girl understood everything instantly.

"Well, then you try." I looked at the knife gleaming in her hand.

"Please use me."

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"Forget it, I give up." I lay back on the bed again.

"Humph." The white-haired girl seemed to have been hit by something, and ran out of the room to cook.

I suddenly doubted myself, whether I was too impatient.

I had no choice but to walk out of the room and come behind the white-haired girl.

"I'll chop you to death. I'll chop you to death." The white-haired girl frantically vented her hatred on the meat on the nail board.

A terrifying aura that no one should approach.

"Huh?" She seemed to have noticed me and turned her head gloomily.

"Don't you want something different from the memories?" I thought about how to appease her.

"But, this is too difficult."

"You can't think about everything completely differently. You have to learn to follow your heart and do what you want to do, and things will naturally be different."

"I want to chop you to death now, do I still have to follow my heart?"

"This will indeed be different..." I looked at her scarlet eyes and didn't dare to express my anger.

"It's a pity that she has done such a thing." The white-haired girl seemed to have remembered something sad.

"...It must have been the time she killed me in the hotel." I thought of my recklessness and immaturity at that time.

"Not only, but many times." The white-haired girl looked up at the ceiling, as if counting.

"That's enough, that's enough. Don't talk about this kind of thing anymore." I felt like I had done something shameful and was being watched.

"So, has she done this?" The white-haired girl kissed him.

"Huh?" Such weird logic caught me off guard.

"Sure enough, when I feel like I hate you, I feel disgusted when I kiss you." She seemed to be summarizing her feelings.

"It's even more disgusting when you reminisce about it like this." I felt like I was forcefully kissed by an uncle, and the other party had to detail my feelings in person.

"If you think I'm disgusting, then I'll disgust you to death." The white-haired girl wanted to kiss her again.

"Saints will not be hit twice by the same move." I quickly fled to the living room.

She put down the dishes at hand and ran out of the kitchen.

Finally suppressed me on the sofa.

"Can't you run away?" The white-haired girl looked at me mockingly.

"Spare me." I began to beg her for mercy.

"It's so strange. Why have I never been intimate with you in this place in my memory?" The white-haired girl suddenly thought of something.

"Well, what's so weird about this." I didn't understand what weird thing she was struggling with.

"Is it because of the sense of security?" She thought as she moved closer to me and began to forcefully kiss me.

"No, it's broad daylight and the curtains are not drawn. People will see her." I didn't know how to refuse her. I happened to see that the curtains were not drawn on the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room, so I used this reason to refuse her.

"It turns out she doesn't like excitement." The white-haired girl's movements gradually became crazy, and she came to an outrageous conclusion.

"So I just want to pursue excitement."

"Huh?" I looked at the white-haired girl in front of me in surprise,

She seemed ready to do something she had never done before.

[November 2017, 10]

"Are you satisfied?" I returned to the room and covered my face with a pillow.

What happened on this day was really too shameful.

"Stop crying, now, be happy. The most important thing in life is experience." The white-haired girl stretched with satisfaction.

"Can you change back to Levida? You are too scary now." I threw the pillow towards her.

"It's no longer possible. Although her memories are very beautiful, she just wants to be with you, and it's okay to do nothing.

But I feel that I am different. I want to live forever and experience all kinds of exciting, interesting and happy things in this world. "The white-haired girl was not angry when I threw her pillow. Instead, she came over and patted me.

"Have you found yourself?" I really feel like she has become a completely different person.

"I found that only by experiencing more things and feeling what you like and don't like can you have your own feelings." She let out a long sigh.

"Then go and experience it." I thought about it and realized that she had no reason to hide here with me all the time.

"Okay." The white-haired girl's face turned red.

I instantly realized that she seemed to have misunderstood what I meant, and I quickly wanted to reject her.

"Oh, are you shy?" The white-haired girl grinned with a flushed face.

"I don't have anything left to experience. What I mean is that you can see the world, wander around, and meet different people..." I explained while shaking my head.

"No, where did you learn all this?" My rationality evaporated in the resistance.

[November 2017, 10]

until the end,

I have burned out and turned into snow-white ashes.

Chapter 131 The other side of the heart

"By the way, you don't have a name yet." I suddenly remembered this question while lying on the bed.