He tricked his amnesiac partner into becoming crippled.

Chapter 163 The Yandere Who Was Forcibly Taken Over 21

Yan Wei is not a good conversationalist; in fact, one could say he is clumsy, especially with Wen Yan.

He steals a glance at her cautiously, even though it's just a blurry outline, he feels he should at least know which direction she's in.

Yan Wei's clean fingertips moved forward an inch, gently tugging at the hem of her clothes, calming her uneasy heart slightly.

The wind was quite cold that day, the atmosphere was tense, and Wen Yan was even angry.

But he gradually revealed everything about himself.

Yan and Wei said, "I am not well."

He became terrible ever since he met Wen Yan.

Perhaps it was because his tone was too calm, and he didn't deliberately lower his voice to play the victim, but Wen Yan's heart trembled inexplicably.

She always knew that Yan and Wei had erected a solid wall, and she was prepared to stand outside that wall for the rest of her life.

I just didn't expect him to break through the wall on his own initiative.

She's no longer angry.

She stopped being angry when he sat down next to her, lost in thought.

But this was the first time Yan Wei had been willing to initiate a conversation. She didn't interrupt, but simply drove straight ahead on the moonlit official road, listening attentively to what he had to say.

"I have no mother or father. They disappeared from my world the day I was born."

“My wet nurse made me do a lot of work. She said my father didn’t want me anymore. If it weren’t for her taking care of me, I would have been eaten by wolves long ago.”

“When I was thirteen, my wet nurse’s husband touched me. He was an old man with triangular eyes, and his hands were very oily because he had just been handling pork… I killed him…”

"Then I went blind."

……

He talked on and on that day.

Things I thought I had forgotten are now exceptionally clear, so clear that I can tell which hand it was and what kind of look it was.

"I hate eating. When I was little, the food was sometimes sour and sometimes very hard, and I would choke on it until my throat swelled up..."

Yan Wei touched his Adam's apple with his cool knuckles and remained silent for a long time.

Wen Yan pulled over, turned to look at him, and remained silent for a long time.

She simply took the padded jacket and carefully covered him with it. The tall man sat on the cart floor, wearing the thick jacket, and the cold night light made him look particularly thin.

Wen Yan grasped his right wrist and leaned loosely against his shoulder.

It was warm and cozy, like a small fireball coming closer.

"Actually, if you don't want to talk about it, you don't have to. Forgetting it is fine too."

Don't you want to hear it?

The surroundings were silent, and Yan Wei's voice trembled slightly.

Wen Yan got up, turned to the side and cupped his cheeks, not caring whether he could see her or not, her expression was extremely serious.

"No, every time you say something, you sink deeper into the past, and the deeper you sink, the more my heart aches."

The winds of early winter come in gusts, and now, as the night wind suddenly rises, the falling teardrops shatter in the passing wind.

very nice.

After confessing everything, Yan Yan loved him even more.

Yan Wei laughed maniacally, his chest heaving with laughter, tears streaming down his cheeks, like a madman.

A part of my heart seemed to be filled.

His hands were busy; he pressed Wen Yan's shoulders against him, lowered his head and chuckled softly beside her ear, kissing her from one side of her neck to the other as he laughed.

Wherever his force was applied, Wen Yan could only follow it to the other side, her slender, delicate neck trembling like a delicate bud under his lips, swaying with his kiss.

The wind picked up, and a chill crept in. Wen Yan led Yan Wei into the carriage, and 233 appeared with remarkable self-awareness, slowly pulling the carriage along.

When the carriage started moving again, Wen Yan was lying in Yan Wei's arms. She whispered:

"Yan Wei, let's get married after we see our parents."

"it is good."

Yan Wei held her tightly, showing no surprise at the carriage moving again, and calmly accepted the situation.

Yan Yan, who had pulled him back from the brink of death several times, was a celestial maiden reincarnated from the heavens, and he believed her.

They even prayed to the fairy not to abandon her followers.

As long as she is alive, her followers can continue to eke out a living in this world.