Deviant: No Longer Human

She exhaled deeply, a wave of relief washing over her as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders.

Her heart pounded with anxious energy.

\'This is the first time I\'ve broken the rules,\' she thought, a mixture of excitement and fear bubbling inside her. Known for her perfect grades and good-girl attitude, Wang Mei had never defied her responsibilities before.

Her legs trembled slightly, the night air cool against her skin.

She slipped off her heels, sinking her slender toes into the cold, smooth sand.

A smile of pure delight crossed her face as the earlier tension melted away.

What if Mom finds out?

The thought briefly crossed her mind, but she pushed it aside, feeling the soothing sensation of the sand between her toes.

For now, she was just Wang Mei, not the perfect daughter, not the babysitter—just a girl enjoying a stolen moment of peace by the sea.

The cool sand welcomed her bare feet, the grains slipping between her toes and instantly easing the tension that had weighed on her.

She exhaled deeply with a lost gaze at the dark sky, her breath mingling with the ocean breeze.

Her long, flowing dress—a delicate shade of blush pink adorned with intricate floral embroidery—swayed gently around her ankles. The fabric shimmered in the soft glow of the bonfire, making the embroidered petals appear as though they were coming to life in the flickering light.

Her slender waist, beaded sash that drew the eye upward along her graceful figure. The dress clung lightly to her form, the embroidered blossoms trailing up toward her chest, where they framed a delicate, pearl-like ornament resting just above her heart.

Around her neck, a simple necklace with a small, glimmering pendant added a touch of understated elegance.

Her fingers, adorned with thin, plantinum rings, gently brushed a strand of hair behind her ear.

The long, dark locks cascaded down her back, catching the moonlight and shimmering like a waterfall of silk.

The cool breeze played with her hair, revealing glimpses of intricate hairpins nestled among the strands—delicate pink jewels and pearls that glinted with each movement.

Wang Mei\'s eyes were a soft, enchanting gray, deep and mysterious like the mist that hovers over the sky.

They were framed by long, fluttering lashes that added to her ethereal charm.

The gray of her eyes held a certain depth, a quiet melancholy that contrasted beautifully with the subtle warmth of her soft, rose-colored lips.

A light floral, yet seductive hint of jasmine lingered around her, carried by the night air—a fragrance both alluring and gentle, with a trace of sweetness that hinted at mystery and grace.

It was the kind of scent that made one pause, noticing her presence before she was even seen, leaving a lingering impression of elegance.

As she stood by the shore, gazing out at the endless horizon, Wang Mei exuded a quiet elegance, her beauty undeniable and captivating.

She looked like a figure from a dream, a vision of serenity and grace against the dark, rolling waves.

Someone who could bring peace and calmness, yet remained unconquerable—a presence that felt both close and distant, like the gentle nature of a breeze, drifting further and further away from the reach of humanity.

As Wang Mei reveled in this newfound sense of freedom, something caught her eye. "Hm?" She turned to her right and noticed, off in the distance, a small shadow—more accurately, a silhouette.

Her lips parted in hesitation. "That is...?"

Near the exit of one of the villas, in the garden where the trees stood tall, a lone figure lingered beneath their leafy canopy.

The figure was partially obscured by the shadows, yet there was something unmistakably familiar about it that tugged at the back of her mind.

Wang Mei glanced back, confirming that Wang Xiao was still seated where she had left him.

The sight of him reassured her, but the pull of that distant figure was stronger, tempting her curiosity.

After a moment of internal struggle, she finally made up her mind.

The seduction of the unknown was too strong to resist.

Barefoot, she began to walk toward the mysterious figure, the cool sand slipping through her toes with each step.

The closer she got, the more the cold winds seemed to push her toward him, as if the world itself was leading her.

Her heart skipped a beat, pounding with a mix of anxiety and anticipation.

A quick flash of memories from the events of August 25th replayed in her mind, and she suddenly recognized the back she was approaching—it was the same figure she had seen in the sky that day.

Her head thudded with nervousness.

"Ummm...hi..." she managed to say, reaching out hesitantly. But before she could say more, the figure turned around, and Wang Mei froze in place, as if turned to stone.

"!"

Her eyes trembled as she took in the sight before her. The shoulders were broader and stronger, not frail like those of the imposter, but healthy, tall, and commanding. His straight brows framed eyes as deep as the ocean.

But there was no mistaking it—this was her brother.

Except... he looked different.

Much more handsome, and far from sickly.

He was completely healthy, exuding a strength and presence that seemed almost otherworldly.

The longer she stared at him, the less he seemed like an ordinary mortal.

Wang Xiao saw her lost expression and moved swiftly. "Don\'t make a noise. Follow me quietly," he instructed, his voice firm yet gentle.

He grabbed her waist lightly, his touch barely grazing her clothes, and gave her a subtle push, urging her to walk so they wouldn\'t appear suspicious from a distance.

"Oh..." Wang Mei nodded, still in shock. As she moved, she took a deep breath, the scent of his masculine fragrance enveloping her senses.

It was rich, intoxicating, and so close that it made her head spin.

She glanced back at the other Wang Xiao, still seated on the bench, then returned her gaze to the one beside her, staring up at him like a lost child.

\'Two of them?\' Her mind brust in confusion. \'How?

"Your survival instincts are really lacking..." Wang Xiao remarked, not even glancing at her while she stared at him blankly. "What were you thinking before following a strange shadow in the dark?"

If he hadn\'t guided her, she would have walked straight into a wall, which made him chuckle softly.

He couldn\'t help but think her fragrance was sweet, but her mind... not so sharp.