Chapter 256: I Won’t Hurt You

Qiao Sisi’s voice had been flat and emotionless as she spoke.

But when she suddenly mentioned building a family with Fang Zhou, her tone rose with excitement.

Her eyes sparkled brightly, filled with eager anticipation to start a family with Fang Zhou.

However, Fang Zhou, the protagonist, felt a shiver run through his body, as if a cold wave had swept over him.

Why did he feel an inexplicable sense of danger?

Fang Zhou couldn’t pinpoint the reason. Maybe it was because Qiao Sisi’s craziness had left too deep an impression on him.

It felt as if her words were a warning: if you don’t behave, I’ll make you end up like my dad.

Fang Zhou finally understood why Qiao Sisi seemed so crazy—it was her hidden nature.

Growing up in such a family made it nearly impossible to have a healthy mind.

It was like those children in the mountainous regions, each with their own issues, some visible, some not.

At least those kids had the care of volunteer teachers.

Qiao Sisi’s childhood must have been unimaginable.

“What’s wrong? Are you scared? Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you. You’re the person I love the most.”

Seeing Fang Zhou’s silence, Qiao Sisi thought she had frightened him.

She hurriedly raised her hand to promise that she wouldn’t make the same mistakes again.

However, deep down, she still harbored a desire to destroy everything.

But nearly sending Fang Zhou to meet his maker last time had left a significant psychological scar on him.

So much so that Qiao Sisi hadn’t dared to pick up a knife for a long time.

Yet, her mind constantly replayed the photo Qin Yun had sent her, along with Fang Zhou’s indifferent attitude.

“He doesn’t love you, silly girl. What’s the use of these pathetic tricks to keep him?”

“Once he walks out that door, do you think he’ll even remember your name?”

“Fool, keeping him by your side is the safest bet.”

“No! Don’t hurt Fang Zhou. He’s the one you love the most.

Killing him is like killing yourself.

You haven’t become a movie queen yet. Are you really going to give up like this?”

Two voices clashed in Qiao Sisi’s mind, mixing into a massive storm.

Two waves collided fiercely.

Qiao Sisi’s eyes flickered, her hidden hand under the table starting to tremble slightly due to her emotional turmoil.

But she forced herself to remain composed, acting as if nothing was wrong.

However, deep in her consciousness, Qiao Sisi knew that just a bit more provocation could make her snap at any moment and act on long-buried desires.

Like an outsider watching her own body, she pretended to be normal as she approached Fang Zhou.

But her soul screamed to be merged with him into one.

“I won’t hurt you, believe me, okay?”

She saw her own body lying, like a con artist trying to win over a customer’s trust.

But a yandere’s promise is as unreliable as an abuser’s plea for forgiveness.

Once they cross that line, it’s only a matter of time before they do it again, unless they completely separate, out of each other’s reach.

Fang Zhou decided to calm Qiao Sisi down.

Because her current state seemed very unstable. Despite her outward calm, her actions indicated she was teetering on the edge of a mental breakdown.

Fang Zhou had enough sensitivity to notice that.

“I believe you. Let’s leave the past in the past, okay? Let’s not bring it up again.”

Fang Zhou was referring to Qiao Sisi’s family, but she thought he was talking about their relationship issues.

He had said similar things during their reunion on the show, which made Qiao Sisi’s eyes flash with a sudden chill.

Her voice, like the icy wind from the Arctic, pierced through the room with a freezing coldness.

“It’s easy to say let the past be the past.

But it existed, a real, undeniable fact. Can it be forgotten just like that?

If it were that simple, why would people invent time machines?

Isn’t it to make up for past regrets?

To warn future generations not to repeat the same mistakes?”

Qiao Sisi’s facade of calm finally shattered.

Her words, filled with irritation and unease, ignited the room’s atmosphere like a firestorm.

Even Fang Zhou felt himself heating up, an impulsive urge to argue boiling up inside him.

Yes, if it had been four or five years ago, he would have already rolled up his sleeves to confront Qiao Sisi head-on.

That’s how they used to be when they were dating—arguing until the skies turned dark, only ending when Fang Zhou conceded.

But Fang Zhou had matured significantly over the years and wouldn’t engage in such petty arguments anymore.

He sighed helplessly, took two steps forward, bent down in front of Qiao Sisi, and aligned his gaze with hers.

“Calm down. I’m not asking you to forget the past, just suggesting that letting go might be better for you.”

“I misspoke. I didn’t consider your feelings.”

Then Fang Zhou slowly raised his right hand and placed it on Qiao Sisi’s head.

He gently patted her, like comforting a wounded kitten, with tenderness and care.

“Why are you still like a powder keg, ready to explode? You must have changed several assistants by now, right?”

His familiar yet affectionate tone was like a piece of ice, cooling the heated atmosphere instantly.

It also helped Qiao Sisi regain some of her composure. She looked at Fang Zhou with a bit of bewilderment.

Her big, round eyes revealed a hint of innocence and purity.

All the previous agitation and unease were now hidden deep within her gaze.

This angry cat gradually calmed down under Fang Zhou’s soothing touch.

“I… I’m sorry, I got too emotional.”

Qiao Sisi lowered her eyes, retracting her earlier dark emotions.

He did nothing wrong. He was just trying to comfort me.

“It’s not your fault.”

Fang Zhou spoke in a low voice, continuing to gently stroke her furry head, trying to soothe her.

Just a few words, seemingly random, yet Qiao Sisi understood his meaning.

Fang Zhou was saying, becoming like this isn’t your fault. Having such a family background isn’t your fault.