Deviant: No Longer Human

But his words seemed to tap into a deep well of emotion within her, releasing the flood she had been holding back.

Mei\'s body stiffened, and then, as if a dam had burst, she broke down completely.

"Ah… ahhh… mmm…" she whimpered, the sound catching in her throat as her body began to tremble.

Her sobs came in waves, heavy and raw, shaking her small frame as she clung to him, desperate for something to hold onto.

"Hnnn… ahh… I-I can\'t…," she sobbed, her voice muffled against his chest, the sound of her despair cutting through the quiet of the room.

Each breath was a struggle, her tears flowing freely, soaking into his skin as she buried her face against him. "… why…"

He could feel her pain in every sob, every broken cry that escaped her lips.

Her body shook uncontrollably as she cried, the sound of her whimpers like tiny cracks in the wall he had built around his own heart.

"Mmm… it h-hurts…," she whimpered again, her voice small and broken, each word laced with the kind of pain that twisted his insides in a way he hadn\'t expected.

Wang Xiao held her tighter.

"Shhh… it\'s… it\'s okay," he whispered, though even he knew the words were hollow. "I\'m here… just let it out…"

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Fifteen minutes later!

Wang Xiao\'s chest was soaked from Mei\'s tears, but she remained draped over him, her body finally still as her breathing grew more even.

He didn\'t dare move, not wanting to disturb the fragile calm that had settled over them, though the discomfort of the dampness pressed against his skin.

He hesitated before speaking, his voice gentle, "Do you want to go back today... or stay with me?"

Either choice was acceptable to him.

Mei was silent, her thoughts a tangled mess.

The idea of returning resort, of facing the world outside, felt overwhelming.

But staying here, with him, brought its own set of complications.

After a moment, she whispered, "Go back…" Her voice was soft, hesitant, as if she were unsure of the decision even as she made it.

Wang Xiao nodded, understanding her reluctance.

Just as she began to push herself up from the mattress, her hands trembling slightly as they pressed against the bed, a sudden wave of discomfort washed over her.

Her brows furrowed, and a soft, involuntary groan escaped her swollen lips, "Mmmmnn ~~"

She glanced at Wang Xiao, her eyes wide with surprise and embarrassment as her face flushed a deep shade of red.

She could hardly believe that she was still joined with him.

Wang Xiao offered a bitter smile, of shamelessness has a face, he would top the charts.

He gently eased himself away from her, pulling his manhood out of her.

Mei groaned softly, her body trembling as she felt the fluids begin to leave her, a sensation that left her dazed and confused.

Before she could steady herself, her strength gave out, and she collapsed against him once more, her body too weak to resist the exhaustion that had overtaken her.

Wang Xiao held her close, his hand smoothing over her back, offering silent comfort as she lay against him.

Before Mei knew it, she had drifted off to sleep again.

The exhaustion from the night before, when she had barely managed two hours of restless slumber, finally overtook her.

When she awoke three hours later, she was surprised to find a curious creature gazing at her with unusual intensity.

Dressed in a simple yet modest pair of black clothes, Mei blinked in confusion as Anran, with her ever-present energy, circled her like a predator inspecting its prey.

Anran finally stopped, giving a nod of approval. "It\'s good!" she declared, flashing a thumbs up and patting Mei on the back with surprising enthusiasm. "You\'re the first person Wenxi ever lent her clothes to... huh, you should be proud!"

Mei\'s cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

\'Why is she here?\' she wondered, her mind spinning.

And why did it seem like Anran wasn\'t the least bit perturbed by the situation she had walked into?

Wang Xiao, who had been quietly observing the exchange from behind them, raised an eyebrow.

"Wenxi has black clothes?" he asked, genuinely surprised.

The idea that his mysophobic daughter, who was practically obsessed with cleanliness and light-colored clothing, owned something as stark as black was news to him.

"Nope," Anran replied with a shrug, "I bought it for her, but she never wore it. Your little girl is just too picky."

Mei, caught between their banter, felt even more out of place.

She was lost in their conversation, her thoughts drifting away, when Anran suddenly turned to her with a mischievous grin. "So, what should I call you now? Sister or sister-in-law?"

"!"

Mei\'s eyes widened in shock, her expression a mixture of surprise and embarrassment.

What!?

Her lips curved into a strained smile, and she glanced at Wang Xiao, silently pleading for his help.

Anran\'s personality was simply too overwhelming for her to handle.

Wang Xiao met her gaze and smiled, signaling her to bear with it.

\'It\'s just Anran,\' his look seemed to say.

Throughout breakfast, Mei felt as though she had died a thousand deaths, the playful jabs and knowing looks from Anran pushing her to the brink of mortification.

She wanted nothing more than to escape, to leave Anran\'s teasing presence and never face this dazzling of a woman again.

Finally, as Anran closed the car door with a satisfied grin, Mei shivered, relieved to be free from her continuous teasing.

Wang Xiao chuckled beside her, amused by how Anran had somehow managed to lift the weight off Mei\'s shoulders.

\'At least she seems more like herself now,\' he thought, observing Mei\'s more relaxed demeanor, despite the earlier embarrassment.

In the front, Susie was driving, with Kari beside her. Mei, still shocked from the morning\'s events, wanted nothing more than to avoid any further interaction.

She sat quietly in the back, her mind a jumble of emotions, as the car rolled forward.