After Transmigrating into a Novel with My Boyfriend, He Turned Out to Be a Native Villain Chapter 233: Don’t Let Me Catch You

Bo Jingmo was Yu Li’s newly official boyfriend;

just four months ago, they had both been discharged from the psychiatric hospital.

To help Bo Jingmo escape, and also to give them a shot at a normal life, they had poured in enormous effort.

But now, after successfully being discharged, her little boyfriend vanished without a trace.

Gone. Completely.

The night he disappeared, Bo Jingmo even ssaged her asking what she wanted for dinner, cheerfully telling her he had learned a few new recipes and wanted to wait for her to eat together.

But when Yu Li got ho, the man was gone.

There really were dishes ready on the table. When she touched the bottom of the plate, it was still warm.

Yu Li called his number, only to be t with a chanical, icy female voice—

“Sorry, the number you dialed is not in service...”

How fitting. A dead number.

Yu Li’s gaze dropped. She stood there in silence for a long ti.

She opened her chat app, and even his pinned chat window had disappeared.

Staring at the empty ssage history and the “no such user” search notification, Yu Li’s eyes gradually cald.

She didn’t panic or feel lost—she just walked into the kitchen without a word, took out a bowl and chopsticks, and quietly finished the food the man had made.

At first, Yu Li worried that Bo Jingmo might be in danger, but slowly, she began to sense that sothing was off.

Because her coworkers didn’t rember Bo Jingmo at all.

But on the first day she ca to the company, they had t him. They had even admired her for landing such a handso boyfriend, joking that waking up to that face every day must make her mornings better.

But now when she brought him up, they all looked blank.

“Bo Jingmo? Who’s that?”

To confirm this wasn’t a coincidence, Yu Li even made a special trip back to the psychiatric hospital—and just as she suspected, even the doctors didn’t rember Bo Jingmo.

When she heard that, Yu Li laughed out loud on the spot.

She was laughing at herself—at how stupid her worry had been.

If this were happening to anyone else, it would seem especially bizarre. But she knew—this definitely had sothing to do with Bo Jingmo.

It was highly likely that Bo Jingmo had done this himself.

Because Bo Jingmo was the sa as her. Both of them had inexplicable powers inside their bodies. If she could erase mories, then Bo Jingmo certainly could, too.

At that thought, Yu Li couldn’t hold back a cold laugh. Her eyes grew even colder.

Bo Jingmo.

Don’t let catch you.

The second day. The third. A week. Two weeks. A month. Two months...

In the second month after Bo Jingmo vanished, Yu Li finally saw her “boyfriend” again.

It was once again at night, like always. She got ho after working late, and the mont the elevator doors opened, a strong bloody scent rushed toward her.

Yu Li’s steps faltered slightly, and her expression changed for a split second.

After pausing a few seconds, she walked toward the door of her apartnt.

Under the dim yellow porch light, a man stood with his back to her, half his body cloaked in shadow. That tall figure—far too familiar.

His clothes were soaked in blood. Blood dripped from his palms nonstop. In the dark, he looked terrifying—like so kind of dangerous person.

Yu Li crossed her arms and stood several ters away. Her expression was flat and cold. After a few seconds of silence, she spoke with a chilly tone:

“Bo Jingmo.”

Hearing her voice from behind, the man froze, then slowly lifted his head. His handso face was dotted with flecks of blood. His expression dazed, uneasy.

He opened his mouth. His voice was hoarse, like gravel stuck in his throat.

“...Lili.”

Yu Li didn’t react at all. Her gaze scanned him up and down without emotion.

Where the h*ll had he been ssing around?

“Move. Don’t block my door,”

That long-lost temper flared up again. Her voice was icy as she ordered, “You’re getting blood on my carpet.”

Hearing that, the man’s gaze trembled. He quickly stepped aside, wiping his hands on his clothes. His voice trembled: “...I’m sorry. I didn’t an to.”

His clothes were stained with blood from who-knows-where. His ssy bangs covered his eyes. His pale lips were tightly pressed together—he looked completely lifeless.

You had to know—Bo Jingmo used to value cleanliness more than anything. But now, he’d let himself beco this pathetic.

Yu Li gripped the strap of her purse tighter. She held back her words, simply walked coldly to the door, and used her fingerprint to unlock it.

The man beside her tried to follow, but Yu Li blocked him at the threshold.

She looked at him expressionlessly. “What do you want?”

Bo Jingmo was stunned, then gave her a cautious, tentative smile: “Lili... my fingerprint doesn’t seem to work on the door anymore...”

But then, the woman’s icy words shattered all his hopeful illusions.

“Of course. I deleted your fingerprint.”

Bo Jingmo’s heart clenched instantly. Panic surged through him as he forced out a smile—but his voice still shook.

“Wh-why? Why’d you delete my fingerprint? Lili, is it because I’m dirty? Are you mad at ? But I didn’t…”

“There’s no need for so many whys.”

Yu Li cut him off coldly, gripping the doorfra. For the first ti that night, her face showed emotion.

She sneered at Bo Jingmo.

“Bo Jingmo, we already broke up. Why would I keep your fingerprint?”

In that instant, Bo Jingmo’s pupils contracted. The world felt upside down. A wave of dizziness nearly made him collapse. His ears rang. His brain buzzed.

Broke up?

Why did they break up? When did they break up?

Bo Jingmo had no idea what had happened. It felt like he’d been asleep for a long, long ti—then woke up in a strange alley.

He didn’t even know where the wounds on his body ca from. His mory was stuck on that first day, when he sent Yu Li a ssage saying he’d wait for her to eat dinner.

At the thought of Yu Li, Bo Jingmo’s rusty mind seed to reboot. His muscle mory led him back to the apartnt.

But now, everything was going in the direction he feared most.

He and Lili... broke up?

As the door was about to shut, Bo Jingmo didn’t even think. Panic overtook him, and he instinctively reached out to block it.

“Bo Jingmo—!”

Yu Li furrowed her brows hard. Her voice was sharp. “What are you doing!! We already...”

But when she saw the red rims of his eyes, she paused. The words died in her throat. She silently loosened her grip and didn’t close the door after all.

“Lili... I don’t want to break up.” His eyes were filled with tears. His eyes were reddened beyond belief. Like an abandoned pup, he whimpered in pain.

Why... why did it end up like this?

Bo Jingmo only felt like there was a gaping hole in his heart. The piercing pain and emptiness tore through his whole body. It hurt so much he couldn’t breathe. He desperately wanted to grab onto sothing—anything—that could give him a sense of safety.

“Are you mad at ? I was wrong. I ca back too late. Please don’t be mad at ...”