Ah! The Villains I Forced to Turn Evil Can Read My Mind-Chapter 187: Please don’t hate me, I’ll do whatever you say

Qiao Chuchu was stunned, not hearing a single word clearly. "What are you mumbling about?"

Pei Youchuan felt her hand around his head, rubbing against it forcefully.

Qiao Chuchu: "...?"

【Although I don’t know what he’s doing, I just want to ask: after holding me up like this for so long, doesn’t his hand hurt?】

She looked around and saw the staff member from earlier walking toward them.

Qiao Chuchu quickly patted him. "Put me down! They're coming back!"

【They must have found something wrong with the ship!】

【Great! Not only will Pei Youchuan not drown, but no one else will be scared either!】

She struggled a bit, but Pei Youchuan didn’t let go and held her even tighter.

The staff member, seeing them still in that position, chuckled. "You two really seem to have a good relationship, huh?"

Qiao Chuchu was embarrassed, giving Pei Youchuan a hard slap on the shoulder, gritting her teeth. "Put me down! Hurry up!"

He kept holding her tight, ignoring her.

Qiao Chuchu twitched her mouth, trying to smooth things over. "It’s fine, our Zihan just has a bit of a mental block. How did the check go on the ship?"

The staff member laughed. "Right, I came back to tell you about this. After our inspection, we found that the cruise ship indeed has some issues, so we need to urgently switch to another ship. We've thoroughly checked the new ship, and there are no problems at all. To thank you, after you board, we will offer a small gift. Could you tell me your name?"

"Pei Youchuan," Qiao Chuchu answered without thinking. "I won’t be boarding the ship. I don’t have a ticket."

The staff member’s eyes lit up. "If that’s the case, we can give you a ticket, since your husband is a diamond client."

Qiao Chuchu forced a smile. "Ah, well, I still won’t go."

【I just want to go home and clear my head.】

Pei Youchuan, buried in her embrace, heard Qiao Chuchu’s words and suddenly felt his soul being forcefully yanked!

His vision blurred, and he felt dizzy, not knowing where he was being dragged. He opened his eyes to find himself floating in the air, seeing Qiao Chuchu lying on the road, her head crushed.

He gasped in shock and immediately let her down. "You can’t go home!"

Qiao Chuchu: "Why?"

He didn’t answer. Instead, he looked at the staff member. "Give her the ticket. She will stay on my level. My name is Pei Youchuan."

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The staff member nodded and quickly went to arrange it.

Qiao Chuchu was confused. "Pei Youchuan, what are you doing?!"

Pei Youchuan tightly grabbed her hand, cold sweat starting to seep from his palm. "You can’t leave, I just saw you—"

His heart suddenly ached, and he pressed his hand to his chest, collapsing to his knees!

Qiao Chuchu’s expression changed immediately. She squatted in front of him. "Are you feeling unwell?"

Pei Youchuan’s breathing grew rapid, and his vision began to darken, then slowly cleared.

But his vision was no longer at the seaside.

Instead, he found himself in an unfamiliar place.

His gaze was fixed on one spot.

Surrounding him were flowers, plants, and trees.

It seemed to be a cemetery.

Qiao Chuchu, dressed in black, stood before him.

Her face was gaunt, her hair messy, and her eyes lacked any light. Slowly, she spoke, "Brother, do you know what day it is today?"

Dark circles were under her eyes, and with a tearful smile, she continued, "It’s my mother’s memorial day, and also the day we met. When we were little, we’d always visit her grave together on this day."

"Now, my mother’s dead, my foster mother’s dead, and now you all are dead."

"I’m the only one left."

She laughed and cried at the same time. "But it’s not just me anymore. I have so many suitors now. I can’t shake them off, they’re clinging to me like dogs, wanting to marry me."

Qiao Chuchu self-deprecatingly said, "Actually, they’re just after my family’s wealth. After all, you all are dead, and all the Pei family’s money is mine. Even before they died, anyone who could speak transferred their property to me. Now, I’m a super rich woman, and they all want a piece of me."

"So, I suddenly thought of something. You all used to help me burn love letters. Back then, I didn’t understand and was angry, but now I’m wondering, maybe you were helping me filter out a truly sincere person."

Her tears fell on their graves. "But where are the sincere people? Once you died, there were no more sincere people around me."

Pei Youchuan raised his eyes and saw several men walking toward her in the background.

They were wearing hair gel and well-tailored suits, all rushing toward her.

"Chuchu."

They reached her side, affectionately helping her up, speaking all at once.

"Chuchu, don’t cry. People can’t be brought back to life. You crying like this is breaking my heart."

"My mother made you a table full of food. We’re all waiting for you to come back and eat, Chuchu. Even though you’ve lost your brother, you still have us!"

"Chuchu, I love you. You know I’ve loved you since elementary school! But back then, I was too insecure to talk to you. But now I’m different, I’m working hard!"

"Chuchu, your mental state has been getting worse lately. Trust me, my sister is a psychiatrist. She’ll take good care of you."

Qiao Chuchu tried to break free, but she had become so thin.

She was nothing but skin and bones, unable to push them away. She could only desperately hold onto his tombstone, but it was in vain, as they continued to pull her away.

She looked around at the men surrounding her, suddenly full of energy. She broke free from everyone and rushed toward the tombstone.

"Brother, I have a detailed plan now. If you’re watching me from the afterlife, please bless me!"

Qiao Chuchu was once again pulled away by the men, farther and farther, her voice hoarse.

"Brother, let’s try again. I promise we won’t end up like this. Wait for me, wait for me!!"

Pei Youchuan suddenly woke up, the scent of sea breeze hitting him.

He was kneeling in a daze.

Qiao Chuchu squatted in front of him, looking at him curiously. "What’s wrong? Why are you crying so much?"

Pei Youchuan didn’t speak.

The Qiao Chuchu in front of him had fair skin, full cheeks, and her eyes were full of vibrant life.

She was a completely different person from the gaunt, soul-weary Qiao Chuchu.

That Qiao Chuchu used to wear black every day to visit them, bringing food they liked, sitting in front of the cemetery, talking to them.

The caretakers would secretly talk about her. Her friends and family had died, and she was a rich crazy woman.

She didn’t care, talking about everything they’d gone through together, including everything she secretly went through alone.

She even mentioned how the system had given her tasks from the beginning, tasks she didn’t want to do, but gradually she was tormented by the system and started to obey.

She said she was sorry to them.

She was even more sorry to herself.

Pei Youchuan felt like he had personally experienced those things. Something rose in his mind, like vines, intertwining with his current memories.

He began to feel anxious and pulled Qiao Chuchu into his arms.

"Chuchu, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry!"

Qiao Chuchu was puzzled. "What?"

Pei Youchuan was crying uncontrollably, trembling as he tightly held onto her. "I’m sorry for you, I shouldn’t have blamed you, I shouldn’t have neglected you, Brother was wrong, I know I was wrong, I’ll make it up to you. Anything you want, I’ll give it to you. Please don’t hate me, I beg you, don’t hate me!"