Paranoid Girlfriend [Transmigration into a Book] - Chapter 2

The woman who was walking out seemed not to have heard her. Her tall, slender figure continued forward steadily without any intention of turning back.

The door closed with a loud “bang.”

Dai Shi Yuan jumped at the sound. After a moment, she reached up and touched her aching forehead.

Just as the female lead stood up earlier, a sharp pain had suddenly shot through her forehead.

After rubbing it a couple of times, Dai Shi Yuan pulled her hand away and her eyes widened in shock.

There was blood on her hand…

Bright red blood…

She was terrified of blood…

Dai Shi Yuan’s eyes rolled back, and she fainted onto the bed.

She wasn’t afraid of mice, but she was deathly afraid of blood…

When she woke up again, Dai Shi Yuan’s mind was still a little fuzzy. As soon as she cracked her eyes open and turned her head, she saw a gleaming knife hovering right in front of her.

“Ah——” Dai Shi Yuan screamed instinctively, shrinking back as far as she could.

She thought she had screamed loudly, but in reality, the sound that came out was soft and weak, like a kitten mewling.

The person beside the bed heard the faint cry and lifted her head with a soft chuckle. In a gentle voice, she said, “You have a cold. You need to rest well. We can talk about your college choices after you recover.”

Even though these words were meant to be soft comfort, they somehow carried a sense of forceful command.

Especially that knife—it was full of danger.

Dai Shi Yuan’s heart trembled, and her face turned pale.

Staring at the sharp little knife so close to her, she didn’t dare blink.

The knife was so near that she was terrified the female lead might accidentally slip and cut her.

Her forehead had already been scratched by the female lead’s fingernail.

If she hadn’t seen the blood, she wouldn’t have fainted so embarrassingly…

Dai Shi Yuan quietly swallowed, her eyes locked tightly onto the knife.

She wanted to move her body away from the knife, but she found herself completely weak and unable to move.

She was starting to worry—would she be killed by the female lead with a single stab in this room?

At the thought of that possibility, Dai Shi Yuan couldn’t help but shiver. Her weak hands clutched the edge of the quilt.

She wanted to call for help, but no sound would come out of her throat. She could only stare in fear as the knife spun rapidly over the pear.

Each rotation felt like it was scraping her heart.

Dai Shi Yuan’s heart clenched in pain. Her whole body trembled even harder, and her small face turned deathly pale.

“What’s wrong? Are you still cold? Then I’ll turn the air conditioner up a bit.” The woman beside her asked with concern. With a graceful flick of her slender fingers, the dangerous little knife spun in a circle.

The pear’s skin was peeled off perfectly, forming a beautiful long curl.

In that split second, Dai Shi Yuan’s breathing stopped from fright.

She was genuinely afraid that the sharp knife would stab her face the next second…

Or maybe slice her throat…

Or pierce straight through her heart…

After all, in the book, the female lead’s hatred for this little sister-in-law had reached its peak.

Dai Shi Yuan’s face turned pale from her own terrifying fantasies. Her mind grew hazy again, and before long, she fainted once more.

After Shan Yaxin adjusted the air conditioner temperature, she turned back and saw the person on the bed sleeping quietly.

Her long, slender eyelashes trembled occasionally. The tip of her small nose was red, making her look like a frightened little rabbit—innocent and harmless, yet somehow pitiful.

Shan Yaxin narrowed her eyes and casually played with the small knife in her hand.

The extremely sharp knife danced obediently at her fingertips, as easily as an ordinary person twirling a pen.

Suddenly, the knife plunged straight down onto the bed with a “thunk,” piercing a hole in the bedsheet.

Shan Yaxin stared at the small face on the bed for a few seconds, the corners of her lips curving into a faint, almost imperceptible smile. She pulled the knife out casually and left the room.

The neatly peeled pear was placed in the center of the fruit plate. Just before leaving, she casually flicked her finger, and the sharp little knife flew with a “whoosh,” stabbing precisely into the center of the pear.

The snow-white pear wobbled twice, as if it might split apart, but ultimately stayed intact and stood firmly in place.

When Dai Shi Yuan woke up again, she felt much clearer-headed than before.

Her body had also regained some strength, allowing her to sit up on the bed.

A soft light filled the room. Although not very bright, it was enough to see everything clearly.

Dai Shi Yuan rubbed her forehead and opened her eyes wide, carefully scanning the room.

When she didn’t see that figure, she breathed a sigh of relief.

In the original book, the female lead was gentle, beautiful, kind, and generous—sometimes even overly kind.

No matter how the male lead’s family made things difficult for her, the female lead always faced it bravely and strongly, never harboring any resentment. She always repaid malice with kindness and responded with the utmost sincerity.

But the female lead she was facing now felt somewhat eerie and chilling, making her feel panicked from the bottom of her heart.

She wasn’t sure whether it was because she was afraid of facing her tragic ending, which made her perceive the female lead as hostile toward her.

No matter which it was, she needed to stay far away from the female lead as soon as possible.

Otherwise, she might not even last until the ending—she would probably be scared into nervous breakdown by the female lead first.

Dai Shi Yuan got out of bed with her weak body and suddenly noticed a fruit knife stabbed into a pear, gleaming coldly—looking icy and dangerous.

She recognized it. It was the knife the female lead had used to peel fruit—extremely sharp.

Dai Shi Yuan frowned. Her large eyes stared at the sharp knife for a while before she slowly reached out and picked up a piece of fruit.

The pineapple had been sitting out for a while, but it was still very sweet. It instantly soothed her dry throat.

Dai Shi Yuan narrowed her eyes in satisfaction. The corners of her lips curled higher and higher as she unknowingly finished all the cut fruit pieces.

Now only the pear with the sharp knife stabbed through it remained, standing imposingly in the center of the fruit plate, radiating a faint murderous aura.

After hesitating for a moment, Dai Shi Yuan still didn’t pull out the fruit knife.

She couldn’t figure out the female lead’s intentions, so it was better not to touch it.

Dai Shi Yuan sat on the bed, holding her small face in both hands. After thinking wildly for a while, she couldn’t help but sigh heavily.

If only she had transmigrated into a character with a perfect ending. Then she wouldn’t have to live every day in such tension, never knowing what tomorrow would bring.

Just thinking about her miserable future ending made her little heart tremble and sent shivers down her spine.

The more Dai Shi Yuan thought about it, the more panicked she became. Her eyes suddenly fell on the college application booklet beside her, and a good idea popped into her mind.

In the original book, this character attended a local university. As long as she chose a school far away and stayed away from the female lead, her little life should be safe.

Dai Shi Yuan instantly smiled happily. She picked up the application booklet and began seriously selecting schools.

Just as she was fully focused and had already chosen several options, the door suddenly opened.

With a “click,” Dai Shi Yuan jumped in fright. The hand holding the booklet moved to her chest over her pounding heart.

She turned her head and saw the female lead standing outside, holding a bowl of soup. Her beautiful face, half-hidden in the dim light, looked even more eerie and terrifying.

Dai Shi Yuan suddenly felt a wave of panic, as if thinking “My life is over.”

Under extreme tension, her fingers began to tremble, but she didn’t want to show it in case it aroused the female lead’s suspicion.

Dai Shi Yuan pressed her lips together, enduring the fear in her heart, and asked, “S-Sister-in-law, is… is something wrong?”

Shan Yaxin smiled gently upon hearing this. Her brows and eyes were soft as water. She walked closer with the medicine and said, “This is medicine I specially boiled for you. Drink it while it’s hot.”

Even though her tone was gentle, Dai Shi Yuan heard a threatening undertone in it.

It was as if refusing to drink the medicine would be disrespectful.

Dai Shi Yuan blinked. Her round eyes glistened with moisture, revealing a fragile beauty.

Even though her fingers were still shaking, she calmly took the bowl and gulped the medicine down.

The sweet fruity taste in her mouth was instantly overwhelmed by an overwhelming bitterness. Dai Shi Yuan’s small face scrunched up in discomfort, and her eyes were squeezed shut from the bitterness.

She had never drunk such bitter medicine before. After the bitterness came a spicy sensation in her throat, like eating raw ginger slices.

“Cough, cough…” Dai Shi Yuan coughed violently, tears forced out of her eyes.

“This medicine is a bit stimulating, but it’s very effective for colds. I think you’ll recover after resting for two days,” Shan Yaxin said softly, her gentle voice carrying a soothing tone.

Dai Shi Yuan didn’t argue. She wiped her tears, nodded obediently, and placed the bowl on the table. Accidentally, she bumped into the fruit plate.

“Why aren’t you eating this pear? Don’t you like it?” Shan Yaxin asked. Her slender fingers casually pulled out the fruit knife.

As she spoke, she played with the knife, turned sideways to look at Dai Shi Yuan, her eyes full of questioning.

This was clearly an interrogation with a knife in hand!

Dai Shi Yuan’s heart tightened. Her slender body trembled almost imperceptibly. She quickly shook her head while staring at the blade and explained, “No, it’s not that. I’m just full. I can’t eat anymore.”

“So that’s how it is. I thought Xiao Yuan didn’t like the pear I peeled. Looks like I was overthinking,” Shan Yaxin said with a smile. Half of her face was obscured by shadow, and the knife in her hand emitted waves of cold light.

Dai Shi Yuan’s heart skipped a beat at those words. She didn’t know how to respond.

She always felt that the female lead’s words carried hidden meanings, but looking at her expression, everything seemed perfectly normal.

This made her feel like she was the one overthinking things.

She really was becoming overly paranoid now.

Shan Yaxin’s eyes flashed. She lightly twirled the fruit knife in her hand and said gently, “Xiao Yuan, rest early after drinking the medicine. I see you’re still shivering, so I won’t disturb you anymore.”

It’s because you scared me!

Dai Shi Yuan silently retorted in her heart.

After saying this, Shan Yaxin turned and left, still holding the knife.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Dai Shi Yuan breathed a huge sigh of relief. Feeling exhausted, she rubbed her forehead.

Why does a girl always play with knives?

It’s so dangerous.

Dai Shi Yuan frowned slightly and searched her memories of the original book.

She remembered that the female lead in the book didn’t have this dangerous hobby…

The current female lead was truly a bit terrifying. She radiated a chilling aura all over, and her words felt strange.

She had to stay far away…

Otherwise, she wouldn’t even know how she died!