How Did the Promised Yandere Villain Become a Clingy, Obedient Dog? Chapter 14

Chapter 14: A Lunatic is Still a Lunatic

But Wen Ling turned his head, and although he didn’t speak, he was obviously secretly waiting for his reaction. Dare Cheng Ge say it looks good but is also a bit terrifying?

Of course, he couldn’t say that.

In the end, he could only pat Wen Ling’s head and offer hypocritical praise, “Nice,” “Great.” But Wen Ling couldn’t tell the authenticity within it; he would smile at him, and the conquest value would still rise.

Anyway, life went on like that. The two of them spent almost a month living a strange, erratic, yet inexplicably heartwarming life.

He thought the whole vacation would be like that.

The turning point came one day, on a sunny afternoon, when Cheng Ge got a little bird.

Cheng Ge was blowing in the wind on the windowsill, thinking that Wen Ling’s conquest value was almost 49%, nearly halfway, and he should be able to leave soon.

Thinking that although Wen Ling was always very stubborn, interpreting east as west, and interpreting anger as happiness, the little lunatic didn’t seem so bad anymore. Cheng Ge was hesitating whether to let the police give a lighter punishment.

Thinking again that he had stayed in this isolated house for so long, disconnected from the world, sometimes feeling very suppressed, afraid that one day he wouldn’t be able to take it anymore.

That little bird flew to the windowsill he propped open at that time. Cheng Ge teased the little bird for a while, wanting to let it go, but the little bird seemed to recognize him and flew back.

Before, Cheng Ge had no feelings for these small animals, but he had been locked up for too long. This little bird was the only living thing in this house besides Wen Ling, so he had a bit of selfishness and wanted to keep it for a while to relieve his boredom.

He also thought the little bird was so cute, maybe it could influence Wen Ling, so he showed the little bird to Wen Ling too.

The little lunatic was stunned for a moment when he saw the little bird, then Cheng Ge grabbed Wen Ling’s hand to touch the little bird.

Wen Ling adapted for a while, his eyes opening round and wide, and even smiled at him.

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Cheng Ge was a bit smug and liked that little bird even more.

Treating the little bird as a new member of this house, giving it a share of the cooking, teasing it while studying, shaking millet in front of the little bird, watching its dorky appearance, especially cute.

At this time, Wen Ling would watch him tease the bird, unknown if he was entranced again, quiet, not speaking.

Only once, Wen Ling called Cheng Ge’s name.

“Do you like this little bird very much?”

Cheng Ge didn’t think too much and didn’t intend to lie: “Like it, yeah.”

“What’s wrong?”

Wen Ling just shook his head, his mood indecipherable, but the little lunatic was strange many times, so Cheng Ge didn’t plan to investigate further.

A few days later, Cheng Ge found the little bird missing. He searched around the room but didn’t find it. Asking Wen Ling, he also said he didn’t see it.

Cheng Ge thought the little bird flew away by itself. After all, Cheng Ge didn’t lock the little bird in a cage, also thinking to let the little bird fly away when it wanted to.

Another few days passed. Cheng Ge saw the door to Wen Ling’s laboratory open, felt a bit strange, and went in to look.

He usually didn’t have that leisure or curiosity; it was just strange this time, his sixth sense driving him to go in.

The result of the sixth sense was that he saw his little bird on Wen Ling’s table full of reagents, complete, motionless—a bird specimen.

Cheng Ge didn’t know how to describe the feeling at that moment. Very complex, probably mostly anger.

He rushed out of the laboratory, coincidentally bumping into Wen Ling coming in.

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“You turned the little bird into a specimen!?” Cheng Ge still couldn’t quite believe it.

“Yes.” Wen Ling’s expression showed no embarrassment of being exposed, nor any guilt.

“Why!” Cheng Ge grabbed Wen Ling’s collar, his fist about to lose control.

“Cheng Ge likes the little bird, but the little bird will die.”

“So? You turned the little bird into a specimen!?”

“Specimens can stay with you forever.”

“Fuck!” Cheng Ge was so angry looking at Wen Ling’s indifferent appearance that he didn’t want to speak, released the person, and rushed out of the laboratory.

His emotional fluctuation was too great, exceeding his control range.

Cheng Ge only felt disgusted; the cycle of cause and effect made him want to vomit.

Wen Ling’s parents and classmates were disgusting, simply not human, abusing little Wen Ling like that, creating the perverted Wen Ling.

The grown-up Wen Ling was also disgusting, self-righteous, abusing the Cheng Ge in the book, abusing small animals.

He thought the increase in conquest value would make the little lunatic less crazy, at least have some empathy a normal person should have, but there was none at all!

Wen Ling couldn’t be normal, couldn’t be taught.

He didn’t know the difference between living people, animals, and those specimens. He didn’t understand the difference between every smile and every kind of anger.

He only had himself in his heart!

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Just like now, Wen Ling knew to knock on the door, but didn’t know to wait for Cheng Ge’s permission, didn’t know Cheng Ge didn’t want to see him at all, directly using the key to force open the door.

Cheng Ge lay on the bed, covering himself with the quilt, ignoring the person who came in, cursing in his heart that that dumbass Wen Ling would never consider his wishes anyway, so why bother knocking to annoy him.

Wen Ling looked at the person lying on the bed, speaking slowly: “You are angry.”

Psycho. Cheng Ge cursed in his heart, ignoring Wen Ling. Didn’t want to pay attention, no mood to pay attention, disgusting.

Wen Ling pulled at Cheng Ge’s quilt but didn’t move it.

The light in his eyes dimmed. “Not good.”

Good your dad good! Dumbass!

Seeing Cheng Ge still ignoring him, Wen Ling felt Cheng Ge was very strange and was also a bit angry; he was really too disobedient.

He straddled Cheng Ge over the quilt, pulled open his quilt, pressed the small needle in his hand against Cheng Ge’s neck, and ordered him: “Pay attention to me.”

Cheng Ge felt the coolness on the side of his neck. All the anger surged up a hundredfold; rationality was like a taut kite string snapping.

It turned out nothing had really changed. No knife cuts, no electric shocks, there were still drugs, and everything else. This lunatic would still use all kinds of new methods to torture him and threaten him.

Wen Ling had never been a normal person!

“Fuck!”

Cheng Ge pinned Wen Ling down. The room fell into chaos. Cheng Ge waited until Wen Ling had no strength left before leaving, not caring at all how fast the conquest value dropped.

He didn’t even know what use that conquest value had; a lunatic was still a lunatic!

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The room was quiet, dead silent.

Wen Ling was extremely angry. There was also an emotion he didn’t know how to describe, stifling his heart until it hurt.

It was Cheng Ge who always focused on the little bird and ignored him. Clearly, it was Cheng Ge who made a mistake first.

It was Cheng Ge who said he liked the little bird, so he turned the little bird into a specimen so it could stay with Cheng Ge forever, and Cheng Ge’s gaze could be put back on him. What did he do wrong?

He thought of a compromise for Cheng Ge, yet Cheng Ge treated him like that.

Today Cheng Ge was so fierce, completely different from before, making him feel so terrible.

Body felt terrible, the heart area also felt very stifled, everywhere felt terrible. He didn’t like it, disliked it very much!

001: [Warning! Warning! Host behavior is dangerous!]

001: [Warning!]

[Your mom, make noise again!] Cheng Ge attacked indiscriminately.

001: [……]

[I don’t have a mom.]

Cheng Ge choked: [Your dad!]

[I don’t have a dad either,] 001 took advantage of the gap while Cheng Ge rolled his eyes to quickly say a long sentence: [Host, why are you so angry? Haven’t you always known what kind of person Wen Ling is? He is not normal, you know that.]

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