Staring at the hair clip in her palm, An Qing stood there in a daze.
The subconscious memories made An Qing’s heart gradually feel pain, as if the rain from that day was falling from the sky again.
But this time, only she herself was buying the hair clip.
“Little girl, little girl?”
Hearing someone calling her, An Qing subconsciously raised her head and saw the stall owner looking at her with a puzzled expression.
An Qing said nothing.
Instead, she casually pulled out two yuan from her pocket and placed it in front of the stall owner.
She nodded lightly, then, ignoring the stall owner’s strange look, resolutely took the hair clip and turned to leave.
However, although her face showed no expression, the hair clip in her hand was gripped tightly by An Qing, as if it weren’t just an ordinary clip bought from a street stall.
This had once been her last lingering attachment to An Yu, and in the end, she had thrown it away with her own hands.
Pain, confusion, despair, and the anger of being deceived—An Qing no longer wanted to feel any of it.
Now, she would return this to An Yu and truly make An Yu feel regret.
“An Yu… damn liar, we’ll see.”
An Qing murmured subconsciously.
The sun had already set, and the sky was gradually darkening.
At this moment, having successfully bought the hair clip, An Qing had nothing else to do.
She put the hair clip away, confirming it wouldn’t be lost, and then stepped toward the direction of the An family home.
“Time to go back…”
In contrast to An Qing, who had searched for the hair clip all day, An Yu had comfortably lazed around the entire day.
Her nap time was a bit longer than usual, probably because there was no school bell or Ning Wanqiu’s urging.
This let her sleep very refreshingly.
However, although An Yu had already woken up, steady breathing sounds were still coming through the earphones.
That was Ning Dongli’s voice.
She probably hadn’t woken yet, which was why it was like this.
“Sis… Yu she…”
Occasionally, some indistinct sleep talk would come through.
It seemed it would be a while before she woke up.
Because she was wearing earphones, if An Yu wanted, she could wake her right now and continue playing games together.
But…
Hmm, never mind.
She seemed to be sleeping very comfortably.
An Yu knew what it felt like to be woken up early from sleep, so she would let Ning Dongli wake naturally.
However, it was just a nap—how could she sleep so long?
Was Ning Dongli usually very tired?
Doesn’t understand.
“Wu…”
An Yu got up from the bed and stretched comfortably.
“Mmm~ hu…”
So, what should she do next?
Looking at the computer in front of her, An Yu blinked expressionlessly.
“So… nice…”
On the other side, Ning Dongli lay on her own bed, clearly having fallen into deep sleep.
In her dream, she was still playing games with An Yu.
She hadn’t wanted to sleep at first because An Yu’s voice was really pleasant to listen to.
Ning Dongli cherished this opportunity very much.
She wanted to listen a bit longer, to keep waiting like this until An Yu woke up, and then play games together again.
But she had clearly overestimated herself.
Due to her long-term reversed day and night schedule, although she had gone to bed early last night, she tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
As soon as she closed her eyes, she would think of An Yu.
Just like that, she lay in bed until dawn. After receiving An Yu’s message, she completely gave up on sleeping.
However, An Yu’s napping sounds gradually made Ning Dongli start feeling sleepy too.
An Yu’s breathing was steady and peaceful, like hypnotic audio, unconsciously leading Ning Dongli into dreamland.
Even though she tried her best to resist the sleep demon, it was meaningless.
Because of An Yu, this was the most comfortable sleep she had had in a long time.
It was just a pity that this wasn’t what she had wanted.
When Ning Dongli woke up, she would probably feel regret over her own actions again.
But that was all for later.
The current Ning Dongli lay on the bed with a comfortable smile on her face, seeming to enjoy it very much.
At the entrance of the An family villa, the black-haired, red-eyed girl pulled open the gate, her face filled with cold indifference.
She put her hand in her pocket, as if preventing something from falling out.
An Qing—she had returned to the An family home.
“Miss, you’re back…”
As soon as she returned, someone greeted her, but An Qing just coldly waved her hand without responding.
An Qing took off her shoes.
Her jade-like feet in black stockings lightly slipped into slippers, and then she walked into the villa.
She subconsciously scanned her surroundings, her facial expression not changing in the slightest.
The servants were busy—some preparing dinner, others cleaning.
And the An family parents were nowhere in sight, seemingly with no intention of returning.
Everything seemed as usual.
But precisely because of that, it was abnormal.
In her previous life, at this time, the An family father had specially made time in his busy schedule to come home and start preparing early for An Yu.
Ding ling—
The phone ringtone sounded.
An Qing casually picked it up to check.
It was a message from An Yunfan, asking if she wanted to invite the young master of the Chen family to the birthday banquet.
A trace of coldness flashed in her crimson pupils. She casually put away the phone without choosing to reply.
Replying or not, the result would be the same, so An Qing didn’t want to deal with An Yunfan for now. She wasn’t in the mood.
Tomorrow was An Yu’s birthday, yet An Yunfan acted completely unconcerned.
Instead, he asked about An Qing’s thoughts, whose birthday was just one day apart.
Everything was different from her previous life.
Even completely opposite to that time.
In the entire An family, the only one who still thought about An Yu was her, An Qing.
“Heh.”
The corners of An Qing’s lips curved up, forming an icy smile.
How ironic, wasn’t it?
She had done nothing—just attracted Chen Guang—and things had naturally developed to this point.
Is this the family affection that you, An Yu, went to great lengths to obtain?
Truly… cheap enough.
An Qing’s gaze gradually turned cold.
She pinched the cat hair clip in her pocket, unsure what she was thinking in her heart.
She slowly took a step, planning to return to her room to rest.
Until An Qing passed by An Yu’s room, she subconsciously glanced at the tightly closed door.
“An Yu… what can you do now?”
She lightly parted her cherry lips, her words revealing an icy tone.
If An Yu could still struggle, she actually wanted to see just how she could take back the An family parents.
An Qing gently closed her eyes, then slowly opened them again.
Those crimson pupils were filled with emotions that others couldn’t understand.
Perhaps even she herself didn’t understand.
However, her path of revenge would absolutely not end like this.
This alone was far from enough.
Next, she would take away even more of the relationships that An Yu cared about in her previous life, and in the end, destroy them all.
She silently shifted her gaze away, no longer thinking about An Yu, and returned to her own room.
Tonight, sweet dreams.
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