The Love-Hate and Grudges Between Me and the Mermaid - Chapter 20

Chapter 20

The rain had stopped, and Bu Yan planned to go out for a walk.

San Qi said the outside world had become terrifying; she wanted to see exactly how terrifying it was.

Ian was still sleeping, with no sign of waking up.

But Yan didn’t wake her. She got out of bed, picked up the nightgown from the floor, and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

She looked at the marks on her body, her thoughts drifting.

She had considered that she might be the one on the bottom.

But she never imagined the one on top would be so brutal.

It truly lived up to the saying: the younger ones don’t know how to be gentle.

Ian was a little brat who knew nothing; she only cared about wanting more and had no sense of restraint. She had bitten several wounds deep enough to bleed into Bu Yan’s skin, and in the end, Bu Yan had to endure the pain to teach her how to do it properly before it got any better.

But it was only a little better; skin that was meant to break, broke, and what was meant to bleed, continued to bleed.

However, the blood had been licked clean, bit by bit, by Ian. Her body wasn’t very dirty.

But she didn’t know if she should say it to some extent, Ian was a bit of a pervert.

But Yan never thought she would end up like this!

For heaven’s sake, there wasn’t a single “good” spot left on her body.

The more Bu Yan washed, the angrier she got. After finishing her shower, she wrapped herself in a bath towel and strode to the bed. She raised her foot, just about to give Ian another kick, but for some reason, she stiffened halfway through the motion and pulled back. The limb she extended changed from a foot to a hand; she lightly patted Ian’s shoulder and called out to her in a warm voice:

“Ian, stop sleeping. Come for a walk outside with me, okay?”

But Yan’s expression was dazed. Her body was not under the control of her brain, mechanically patting Ian’s shoulder and repeating that same sentence until the other girl opened her eyes and called out, “Sister.”

“It’s better not to go out today,” Ian blinked mischievously. “It’s unsafe outside.”

Safe or unsafe made no difference to Bu Yan; she only knew that after today, there would be no more safe days.

Because today was the tenth day of the countdown.

“No.” She stood up. Realizing her true thoughts wouldn’t convince Ian, she feigned distress. “The food at home is finished; I must go out to buy some.”

“And the little cakes, chips, cola… they’re all gone. Don’t you like eating those the most?”

Ian was silent for a moment before finally giving Bu Yan a pass. “Okay then, wait for me to get up, Sister.”

As she spoke, she whipped the quilt aside and sat on the bed stark naked. Facing Bu Yan, she raised her hands and looked at her with watery, azure eyes. Her gaze rippled with emotion, almost coquettish. “Sister, dress me.”

The two had done that business in the afternoon and had already seen each other plainly; logically, they should have adjusted to one another.

Yet, seeing this scene, Bu Yan’s face still betrayingly turned red.

“Shameless,” she muttered after a moment of stunned silence.

“What nonsense is Sister talking about?”

Ian lowered her hands and asked in confusion, “I’m at home. Why should I care so much while I’m at home?”

“You are my wife. Why can’t I be like this in front of my wife?”

Bu Yan: “…”

That actually made sense.

But she was a good person; she would never take advantage of someone—no, that’s not right she shouldn’t make the same mistake twice!

It was just one night, and besides, she was forced by Ian. Furthermore, she was using the original owner’s body. If the original owner came looking for her later, she could just explain it all clearly.

To put it irresponsibly, it wasn’t like she was dying to transmigrate here anyway. It was already generous of her not to demand a mental distress fee from the original owner. If the book had a problem, it shouldn’t have let her transmigrate!

Bu Yan successfully convinced herself. She turned to take new underwear from the wardrobe and put them on Ian. Then, she fished out the blue dress from the middle of the quilt. Just as she was about to put it on Ian, Ian waved her hand to stop the movement.

“I don’t want to wear this one anymore.” Ian snatched the garment from Bu Yan’s hand and threw it into the trash can. She then picked and chose in front of the wardrobe, finally selecting a black dress.

“I want to wear this one.”

She turned her head and spoke to Bu Yan with great excitement.

“I remember you didn’t like this one before.”

But Yan had an impression of this dress. She had taken Ian to the mall to buy it on the second day after they were married. She vaguely remembered that Ian hated this dress intensely, but insisted on buying it anyway, saying something about how she might like it in the future even if she hated it now.

Because unlike other clothes, this dress wasn’t loose at the waist; it was somewhat form-fitting.

Furthermore, she looked truly beautiful in it.

The smooth cotton fabric clung to her body, outlining a graceful waistline. The hem wasn’t particularly puffy; it hugged her body and only flared out at the knees. From a distance, it looked like she was wearing a flower.

Unfortunately, it was a black flower.

Pure black, without a single other color.

Ian looked at herself in the mirror and nodded with satisfaction, responding to Bu Yan’s previous words: “Well, I like it now.”

Bu Yan didn’t say a word. She looked down, unlocked her phone, and took a photo of Ian.

By the time they finally got ready and left the house, it was already past eight in the evening.

San Qi said it was dangerous outside, but as they walked along, Bu Yan didn’t discover anything unusual.

There wasn’t a single piece of trash missing from the ground, though there were a few more strange insects. The milk tea shops were still giving out used napkins with purchases, and people still treated trash like treasure.

After the rain stopped, life went on as usual. The only difference was the sight of maintenance workers everywhere.

After making a full circle, there was no harvest.

But Yan walked into a supermarket and used an excuse to buy an entire warehouse worth of food and daily necessities. Just as she finished paying the deposit and arranged a delivery time, the pitch-black sky outside suddenly turned bright.

Everyone in her field of vision scrambled to run into the supermarket, toward places where the sky couldn’t be seen. Her ears were filled with cries and screams.

“What happened?” Bu Yan asked.

Ian snatched the receipt from the terrified bank manager’s hand and stuffed it into Bu Yan’s pocket. She shrugged and said calmly, “I don’t know either.”

Thus, Bu Yan walked out alone against the flow of the crowd.

Standing under the night sky, she looked up and saw a pair of glowing blue eyes.