Something felt off.
An Qing’s face was dark and gloomy, while An Yu had completely failed to notice what was wrong with her.
She simply felt that there was nothing wrong with what she said. She had promised Ning Dongli today, so staying with her until the end was perfectly normal. Besides, after what had happened, no matter how heartless An Yu was, she could not possibly let Ning Dongli go home alone.
“Me?”
An Qing gritted her teeth. She really wanted to say, “What if I don’t let you go?” But the words would not come out, because she had no right to say them.
If this were her previous life, she would have said it long ago…
No, if it were her previous life, at this stage at least, An Yu would never have abandoned her to go stay with someone else.
Even though she could not say it, An Qing could not endure it.
It would have been one thing if she did not know, but she could not just watch An Yu being taken away by a strange girl.
“What’s wrong?”
An Yu tilted her head in confusion and finally voiced the question in her heart.
An Qing really seemed so strange. Why did she look… so reluctant to let her go?
An Yu frowned slightly. She had finally noticed that something was off with An Qing. Were they in a relationship worth being so attached to? Even counting that weird script, she and An Qing did not have a good relationship.
They… really could not be simple enemies.
Otherwise, An Qing would not be reacting like this at all.
“Are you sure you’re not coming home?”
An Qing forced the words out through gritted teeth. Her icy gaze was almost frightening.
Looking into An Qing’s intense crimson eyes, An Yu blinked expressionlessly.
No matter what their relationship actually was—whether they were enemies or something more complicated…
An Yu’s decision would not change.
She was not the one who caused this situation, so she would not take responsibility.
She would not accept the hatred. As for anything else…
An Yu gently lifted her head. Her eyes did not dodge in the slightest as she shook her head straightforwardly.
“I’m not going back.”
“An Yu!”
An Qing’s hands trembled slightly as she reached toward An Yu almost uncontrollably, as if wanting to grab the disobedient girl.
An Yu did not seem to mind much, but Ning Dongli reacted differently.
Looking at An Qing’s expression, Ning Dongli gradually formed a guess in her mind.
Was the current situation turning bad?
It looked like An Qing was about to explode from anger!
What should she do?
Ning Dongli subconsciously shivered. Not running away immediately was already quite brave of her.
Seeing the girl beside her show no reaction, Ning Dongli grew anxious.
Since An Yu was not moving, she should protect her herself!
Ning Dongli resolutely took a step forward, seemingly wanting to stand in front of An Yu.
But before she could, an anxious yet relieved voice suddenly came from behind them.
“Dongli! An Yu!!”
Ning Dongli and An Yu instinctively turned around and immediately saw the golden-haired figure.
Almost instantly, she rushed in front of the two of them and pulled both into her embrace without caring about other people’s gazes. While hugging them, she murmured softly, looking extremely panicked.
“Thank goodness… Thank goodness…”
“…Sis?”
Looking at the figure that had suddenly rushed over, Ning Dongli called out in a daze.
The golden-haired girl who had just rushed over was Ning Wanciu, who had hurried over from Cheng Shimumeng’s house. She had come without stopping. Even though she knew An Yu and Ning Dongli were safe, she could not feel at ease until she saw them with her own eyes.
The moment she left the house, she had immediately gotten into a taxi and headed straight for the convention venue after getting off.
Fortunately… as soon as Ning Wanciu arrived, she saw her little sister and An Yu, who had already come out.
She quickly ran toward them. In her haste, she had not even noticed that there was another familiar girl standing beside them.
Now, Ning Wanciu hugged the two little ones, her emotions growing more intense.
Her worry exploded in an instant. An Yu and Ning Dongli were the two people she cared about most in this life.
If anything happened to them, Ning Wanciu did not know how she would go on living.
Fortunately, Ning Dongli’s “Sis” finally let her hanging heart settle down.
“Mm… I’m sorry… Sorry your sister came late.”
Ning Wanciu’s voice carried genuine apology, leaving both little ones stunned.
“What are you talking about? Sis, you didn’t do anything wrong. Why are you apologizing!”
Ning Dongli said somewhat excitedly, though she sounded a little embarrassed.
Her older sister was great in every way, except she liked to take all the responsibility onto herself.
Ning Wanciu must have already learned what happened to them. Otherwise she would not be reacting like this. From her reaction, Ning Dongli also understood.
“Alright, alright. Look, I’m fine, aren’t I?”
Ning Dongli’s face was slightly red, her voice trembling a little.
Feeling Ning Wanciu’s embrace, the grievance that had faded earlier nearly surged up again.
After all, she was her one and only—well, now one of two—sources of support.
Now, besides Ning Wanciu, she also had An Yu…
“Mm… Mm… I know… I know…”
Although Ning Wanciu understood, she could not stop worrying and blaming herself.
She even wondered whether things would have been different if she had not lied about having something to do at the beginning and had followed them to protect them instead.
However, Ning Wanciu seemed a bit too absorbed in the moment.
She hugged the two of them passionately, completely failing to notice the girl standing behind them whose expression was growing colder and colder.
An Qing’s aura had become as cold as a ghost. This caused Ning Dongli, who had been immersed in emotion, to suddenly feel a chill run down her back.
“Sis… I’m really fine. An Yu protected me… Mm… and this is Miss An Qing…”
Seeing that Ning Wanciu was getting carried away, Ning Dongli quickly reminded her.
This sentence finally snapped Ning Wanciu out of her sorrowful state.
She trembled subconsciously, then slowly released the two little ones and stood up straight.
Today, Ning Wanciu was wearing simple casual clothes with a somewhat androgynous style.
She was slightly taller than An Qing. Her golden hair was tied in a high ponytail, and her sapphire-blue eyes carried a gentle look.
An Qing, on the other hand, had already changed out of her cosplay outfit and was wearing her own clothes.
For the record, because she had worn it, An Qing had paid to buy that cosplay outfit.
It was definitely not because An Yu had said it looked good. Definitely not.
The two girls’ outfits today looked somewhat similar in style, yet completely different.
The girl’s black hair cascaded down like a waterfall. Her crimson eyes were filled with coldness.
At this moment, Ning Wanciu and An Qing finally looked at each other.
Gentleness and ice clashed in that instant. The two completely different girls met once again.