Lunch break was almost over.
An Qing sat silently with her head down, completely ignoring Shen Huahua.
She never imagined that the classmate she casually chose, who seemed good at socializing, to be a superficial friend would turn out to be such a pig teammate.
First, she dragged her to see An Yu, and second, she brought Chen Guang into the classroom.
Honestly, An Qing was starting to get a headache.
She could no longer maintain her usual fake gentleness, so she chose to avoid interacting with Shen Huahua as much as possible.
Fortunately, although Shen Huahua looked confused, when An Qing said she wanted some quiet, she wouldn’t pester her.
But when An Qing said she wanted quiet, she wouldn’t pester her.
That was probably her only good point.
“Sigh…”
An Qing let out a sigh, feeling more and more irritated by things.
Today, Cheng Shimeng had blocked for her, but what about next time?
And… that girl named Cheng Shimeng, why exactly was she helping her?
Was it… because of An Yu?
An Qing couldn’t understand Cheng Shimeng’s behavior, so naturally, she assumed it was because of An Yu.
Only An Yu could do that.
She suddenly realized that every time Chen Guang tried to get close, it seemed like someone from An Yu’s side came to help her.
Before it was Chen Yu, now it was Cheng Shimeng.
The red-eyed girl lowered her gaze, her eyes filled with an incomprehensible complexity.
She hated Chen Guang, but his approaches were entirely her own fault.
An Qing despised Chen Guang, yet she deliberately pushed herself toward him.
It was almost like An Qing had chosen to fall into the abyss herself, but the people around An Yu kept pulling her back up.
Truly… ironic.
The girl subconsciously closed her eyes, listening to her own heart.
But besides despair, she heard nothing.
She realized she didn’t even understand her own thoughts.
Time passed second by second, and An Qing just lay on the desk like that, as if imitating the usual An Yu.
Until An Yu and the others returned from outside, she snapped back to reality.
However, she didn’t open her eyes, choosing instead to listen quietly.
“An Yu, wake up, honestly~”
Ning Wanqiu looked down at An Yu; class was about to start, but she still looked drowsy.
Because the sofa and big pillow were too comfortable, An Yu wanted to sleep a bit more.
“Mm…”
“Come on, come on, we’re back in the classroom!”
Seeing this, the somewhat helpless Ning Wanqiu reached out and fondly pinched An Yu’s cheek.
“Mph…”
Faced with Ning Wanqiu’s sudden attack, An Yu didn’t react at all; she just let Ning Wanqiu do whatever she wanted.
“Hurry up, hurry up, if you don’t wake up, I’ll really use force!”
Ning Wanqiu was getting anxious because the classmates in the class were starting to look over.
Fortunately, An Yu finally opened her eyes.
“We’re here?”
“Yeah…”
“Is that so.”
An Yu nodded, then let go of Ning Wanqiu’s hand.
This made Ning Wanqiu breathe a sigh of relief; she felt like today’s An Yu was even clingier than usual, and she wasn’t sure if it was her imagination.
“Then, I’m going back.”
An Yu said softly.
“Mm… wait!”
Ning Wanqiu was about to agree, but she quickly remembered something.
She couldn’t procrastinate today; earlier, because An Yu was asleep, she hadn’t asked.
Anyway, she had to ask An Yu which day she had time to come over to her house to play.
Otherwise, it would be awkward when she got home.
But… how to ask was the question.
She couldn’t be too direct, nor talk too long, because class was starting, so she had to keep it as brief as possible.
Anyway, first ask An Yu when she had time!
Okay…
Ning Wanqiu looked down at An Yu, but when she saw her expressionless little face, she suddenly felt a wave of nervousness.
The words on the tip of her tongue suddenly changed: “Today… come to my house?”
Great… she successfully asked it…
Hm, wait, no?!
After the words fell for a while, Ning Wanqiu realized something seemed off.
Wait… what the heck did she say?!
She clearly just wanted to ask An Yu which day she was free!
And why did it feel so natural when she said it, like going to her house was some everyday activity!
Ning Wanqiu’s pretty face instantly flushed with a faint blush, and she subconsciously turned her head to look around.
Fortunately, it seemed no one cared about what she said.
Unfortunately, reality was completely different from what Ning Wanqiu thought.
It wasn’t that no one cared about her words.
On the contrary, one person had been listening the whole time, and very attentively.
That person was An Qing.
She lay on the desk with her eyes closed, but she had been listening to An Yu and Ning Wanqiu’s conversation the entire time.
Actually, she wanted to know more about what was up with Cheng Shimeng, or what was going on with An Yu.
But not only did she not hear what she wanted to know, she heard some things she didn’t want to hear.
Today, come to my house?
How many times had she gone over to ask so naturally?
An Qing didn’t know, and didn’t want to know.
But even if she didn’t want to, she knew that regardless of whether An Yu had any schemes, Ning Wanqiu had perfectly replaced her position from the previous life.
It seemed… without the An family, An Yu was still living happily?
An Qing bit her lip, her eyelashes trembling slightly.
An Yu’s reply sounded very gentle, but she really couldn’t hear it clearly.
Even if she couldn’t hear clearly, she could imagine; how could An Yu refuse?
If An Yu really wanted to get something from Ning Wanqiu, how could she possibly refuse.
Forget it… it all had nothing to do with her now.
She didn’t want to think about anything, didn’t want to do anything; she couldn’t even sort out her own thoughts.
She didn’t want to open her eyes, wanted to just sleep like this.
Ding ling—
As if the heavens were opposing An Qing, the moment this thought appeared, the class bell rang.
Her body trembled slightly, but in the end, she helplessly opened her eyes.
In those crimson eyes, one could vaguely see a bit of mist.
She didn’t know if it was from just waking up, or because of something else.
As a good student, a gentle young miss, An Qing had to maintain her persona.
Even if doubts had started appearing in her heart, even if she had begun to feel at a loss.
But she still maintained her persona.
It was nothing, just a subconscious behavior.
The girl forced a fake smile, lifted her head, and became the perfect Miss An Qing again.
However, the moment she lifted her head, she met a pair of beautiful amber eyes.
An Qing’s pupils contracted slightly, her expression filled with surprise.
An Yu hadn’t returned to her seat, but was standing in the same spot as before.
Rarely, she was looking at her.
The somewhat panicked crimson met the unwavering amber.
But soon, An Yu shifted her gaze away and returned to her seat to prepare for class.
As if everything was just An Qing’s illusion.