Chapter 128: Won’t Dream Of

Today was An Qing’s birthday.

The black-haired girl stood to the side; the living room was filled with many guests.

Most of them were relatives of the An family, and some were management personnel from An Yunfan’s company.

This time, besides celebrating for An Qing, An Yunfan also planned to introduce her to everyone.

Let all personnel related to the An family know of the existence of the girl before them.

An Qing’s face bore a formulaic smile; that smile was gentle and elegant, but beneath that smile was an incomparably empty heart.

“Hello, Uncle.”

“Hahaha, happy birthday, An Qing; welcome home!”

“Mm, thank you for your blessings, Uncle.”

An Qing indifferently nodded; she didn’t know how many times such dialogues had been repeated.

Each time, she would think, why did she have to stand here.

What meaning was there in her doing this.

Until her heart began to feel a sliver of pain.

An Qing’s eyes were incomparably empty; she slowly stroked her chest.

She finally came back to her senses.

It shouldn’t be like this; everything shouldn’t be like this.

If these things were placed in her previous life, An Qing might be very happy, right?

Having so many uncles and elders greeting her, even showing goodwill toward her.

However, now wasn’t her previous life; An Qing wasn’t that pitiful and naive An Qing either.

She didn’t want the An family’s power, didn’t want to be acknowledged by any An family members, and even less wanted to tangle with them.

There was only one reason she wanted the An family, and that was to take it and destroy it to show a certain someone.

To prove that the things An Yu cared about were all meaningless garbage, that’s why she took such actions.

However, now all of this was meaningless.

That person, the one who should be present the most, the only one who should be present!

She wasn’t here.

An Yu, why wasn’t she here?

Why was school closed today?

What exactly happened? What exactly happened?!

An Qing repeated in her heart; she completely couldn’t understand, and didn’t want to understand.

From the moment she was reborn, she had formulated the script.

Clearly, at the very beginning, it was so smooth; why had it become like this now?

An Yu, what exactly was she planning?

An Qing’s body slightly trembled; she suddenly felt a wave of nauseous sensation.

Her stomach churned; clearly, in the morning, she had eaten almost nothing.

The moment she learned that school was closed today, she had fallen into collapse.

An Qing thought, on her birthday, how could it be like this?

Would she still come back?

She definitely would, right? Today wasn’t An Yu’s birthday; she had no reason to stay overnight, right?

If she didn’t come back… what meaning did everything in the An family have?

Who was she seizing it to show…?

“An Qing, haha, welcome home!” A unfamiliar An family relative came to greet her.

But this time, An Qing didn’t give any reaction.

That person subconsciously furrowed his brows, a flash of confusion in his eyes.

“An Qing?”

An Qing blinked; she heard the voice, but she really didn’t want to respond.

“Hello, very pleased to meet you.”

“Mm, happy birthday!” Seeing An Qing respond, that person nodded and offered blessings, placing the gift to the side.

Then, he turned and left.

How much longer would such a process go on?

If there was no An Yu, what meaning did all of this have?

The smile on An Qing’s face gradually became hard to maintain; those crimson eyes carried not a trace of spirit.

“An Qing, first time meeting, happy birthday!”

Another one…

“Hello… you.”

After that, one after another; whether relatives or executives, everyone would come to offer their blessings.

“Happy birthday, An Qing.”

An Qing’s gaze completely lost color; her smile finally collapsed thoroughly after who knew how many greetings.

If it was like this… if it was like this.

This birthday.

Wasn’t it fundamentally incomparable to the one in her previous life?

An Qing’s eyes widened, ignoring yet another stranger who came to greet her.

She finally couldn’t endure that nauseating feeling anymore.

“Ugh.”

An Qing subconsciously covered her mouth, but still let out a dry heave.

“Qing’er, what’s wrong?!”

Beside her, Jiang Qinghe, who had a face full of smiles, changed her expression because she heard An Qing’s vomiting sound.

She quickly dashed toward An Qing, a faint worry in her eyes.

Facing her mother’s call, An Qing rarely didn’t give a response.

Because she finally realized that if An Yu didn’t come back, this birthday was fundamentally meaningless.

“Wu.”

…

The girl in her sleep furrowed her brows; she seemed to have dreamed of something, her expression becoming somewhat pained.

An Yu subconsciously leaned toward the side, until she was enveloped in warmth again; only then did her expression relax once more.

“Really…”

Beside her, Ning Wanciu somewhat helplessly shook her head.

Because of this cute little girl’s fault beside her, last night she had barely fallen asleep until the latter half of the night.

And now, she was already awake, but An Yu was still sleeping.

Even… she had just let go, no longer holding her, and she suddenly furrowed her brows, her face full of discomfort.

Really, what was she supposed to do?

Ning Wanciu somewhat helplessly stared at the girl’s gradually becoming peaceful sleeping face.

Cute was truly cute, but willful was also truly willful.

She didn’t know exactly why An Yu was so insistent on having her accompany her to sleep.

Making her so nervous aside, An Yu herself was quite relaxed.

“What a little rascal…”

Ning Wanciu subconsciously reached out her hand, pinching An Yu’s cute little cheek.

“Wu… mm.”

But it was this action that made An Yu react.

“Ah…”

Ning Wanciu blinked in astonishment; she didn’t expect her subconscious action would actually wake An Yu.

The girl before her had her eyelashes lightly trembling, slowly opening those beautiful eyes.

“Wu?” Looking at the golden-haired girl before her, An Yu was dazed: “Big pillow… how, here?”

An Yu, who had just woken up, seemed still a bit unclear; she hadn’t reacted yet to why Ning Wanciu was here.

Even directly calling her big pillow.

“Mm… what pillow?” Ning Wanciu clearly was a bit confused; a flash of doubt in her eyes.

An Yu silently blinked; the girl before her was real, and now wasn’t a dream either.

“Nothing, Ning Wanciu, good morning.”

She remembered; last night, Ning Wanciu had slept with her.

This time, she slept unprecedentedly well.

Happy.

However, just now she seemed to have had a nightmare.

In the dream…

She actually dreamed that Huai Xiang beat her in a fighting game!

Wah, this was truly an unbelievable nightmare.

You know, Huai Xiang had a zero win rate against Cheng Shimumeng.

She herself had at least won a few times!

“Good morning, An Yu; did you sleep well last night?”

“Mm, Ning Wanciu, very comfortable.”

Yes, the big pillow named Ning Wanciu was indeed incomparably comfortable to use.

An Yu was very happy; a happy An Yu wouldn’t dream of a pained An Qing.