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    The Yandere Master’s Little Flower Demon (13)

    From then on, no matter how many times his peers called him a monster, Little Yu Wuxin never argued back. He would just let them throw their trash on him.

    Lately, his father and mother seemed to be arguing constantly. In the middle of the night, he could always hear his mother crying and scolding his father. “It’s all your fault! You made me give birth to a monster. Why…”

    And his father would just keep apologizing. Then his mother said she wanted to leave this place and go back to her real home. In the end, his father agreed.

    That night, Little Yu Wuxin pulled the blanket over his head and stayed like that the whole night. When he woke up, the blanket was wet.

    He really wanted to ask his father and mother: if they left, would they take him with them?

    A letter left on the living room table was the last thing his parents ever left him.

    Yu Wuxin didn’t open it to read it. He knew his parents had left. They never wanted to see him again. They had already moved on to a new life.

    At the age of fifteen, Yu Wuxin received news about his parents again. Their bodies were discovered at the bottom of a nearby cliff.

    When Yu Wuxin arrived, he saw two bloody corpses holding each other tightly.

    He didn’t respond to the village chief’s attempts to comfort him. It was as if he could no longer feel his heartbeat…

    He calmly buried his parents on a slope not far from home. After finishing, he went back to the house, thinking he should sleep early. He had sword practice tomorrow.

    He slept without dreams. This time, when Yu Wuxin woke up, the blanket wasn’t wet.

    Yu Wuxin snapped back from his thoughts. It had been a very long time since he had thought about his parents, so long that he had almost forgotten what they looked like.

    Yu Wuxin focused all his strength on suppressing the half-demon bloodline within him. His originally jet-black hair turned white overnight. He missed Xing’er.

    Yu Wuxin gently traced the jade pendant with his large hand, his eyes full of tenderness. He had never truly understood what “like” or “love” meant.

    But from the very first moment he saw her, he knew. Xing’er was his fated love.

    She was so wonderful. Every beautiful word in the world could be used to describe her, and it still wouldn’t be enough. Yet she was entangled by a monster like him.

    “It’s already the third day!” Xu Xinghe lay on the bed and shouted out of boredom. Yu Wuxin locked her up, and on top of that, he didn’t even dare to come see her!

    [Xing Xing, he’s here, he’s here!]

    Hearing Yao Yao’s words, Xu Xinghe sat up from the bed. Was he finally coming to see her?

    This time, she was definitely going to punish him properly. Knocking her out without letting her finish speaking, locking her up, and then not coming to see her for days—definitely deserves punishment! Severe punishment!

    Yu Wuxin could no longer restrain the longing in his heart. He hadn’t rested for three days. Every time he closed his eyes, his mind was filled with his mother calling him a monster, or Xing’er saying she was leaving him.

    He missed Xing’er too much. If he didn’t see her soon, he was truly afraid he would go mad.

    Yu Wuxin slowly knocked on Xu Xinghe’s door. He waited a long time, but there was no answer. Yu Wuxin didn’t stop. He knocked every three seconds.

    “Come in!” Xu Xinghe finally couldn’t take it anymore and called out. He just kept knocking without saying a word. He was going to knock the door down sooner or later.

    Yu Wuxin walked straight to Xu Xinghe, stopped, and knelt down. He did all that in one smooth motion.

    Xu Xinghe was dumbfounded. He just walked in and immediately performed such a grand gesture.

    Then she looked up and froze.

    Why was his hair white…

    Thinking of this, she asked, “What happened to your hair?”

    Yu Wuxin regretted it deeply. He had nothing worth Xing’er’s attachment. Xing’er seemed to be fond of his physical appearance, but now…

    “Stand up, Yu Wuxin.” Xu Xinghe frowned. She didn’t like seeing him like this. In her eyes, Yu Wuxin should always remain as he was when they first met, like the bright moon hanging high in the sky.

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