In the darkness, An Qing slowly stood up.
Her hand continuously rubbed the hairpin she had prepared to give to An Yu, not knowing what she was thinking about.
An Qing didn’t understand what person or thing could make An Yu choose to leave her parents at the An family home on her birthday.
And for the entire day, at that.
In her previous life, nothing like this had ever happened.
With a cold face, she looked toward the direction of An Yu’s room.
There, perhaps An Yu’s secrets were hidden.
An Qing put the hairpin into her pocket, then took steps toward An Yu’s room.
Soon, she arrived at An Yu’s room.
Tonight, it was very quiet here, even lifeless, because the girl who should have been sleeping in the room was nowhere to be found.
An Qing reached out, grasped the door handle, and gently pressed down.
But the room didn’t open; probably An Yu had locked it before leaving.
“Heh… Quite cautious.”
A trace of mockery flashed in An Qing’s crimson eyes, then she took out a small sharp object from her pocket.
She wanted to see what exactly was hidden in this room that was locked even when leaving.
Holding that thing, An Qing easily opened the locked room door.
She entered An Yu’s room, and in just an instant, she was stunned.
“This is… what’s going on?”
The layout of this room hadn’t changed much compared to her previous life.
However, there were many things that hadn’t been there in her previous life.
For example, the doll placed on the bedside.
This was something An Yu had brought back the last time she went out to play with that yellow-haired girl.
An Qing still remembered… remembered it very clearly.
As for the other things, An Qing had no idea what was going on.
She subconsciously frowned, walked to the seat where An Yu usually sat, and gently touched the notebook computer that had no warmth.
Computer, headphones, keyboard, mouse.
When had An Yu bought these things, and for what purpose?
Although she hadn’t played much games in her previous life, she still recognized these blatant brands.
An Qing’s brows furrowed tightly, but she soon shook her head again.
These things, without exception, were all very expensive.
If these were bought by An Yu, where did she get the money?
The last time An Qing came to An Yu’s room, these things weren’t there, so obviously, they were recent additions.
Then… indeed, they could only be birthday gifts.
…
…
“Ha…”
An Qing sneered coldly; this really was as charming as ever.
She had to sigh again: An Yu was An Yu, her ability to attract people was still so strong.
Such expensive things, given just like that—it could only be said to be worthy of An Yu.
Moreover, indeed, this time it was still that… Ning Wanciu, right?
An Qing remembered her name; although in her previous life she had no interaction with her, this life was different.
Because she too had been deceived by An Yu, just like herself in her previous life.
An Qing subconsciously clenched her fist, gripping the hairpin tightly in her hand.
She didn’t know what An Yu wanted from that Ning Wanciu, but now she knew that the progress between these two was rapid.
It had already reached the point of giving such valuable gifts.
If that was the case, perhaps An Yu had gone to find her today.
Was she more special than the parents at the An family?
An Qing’s pupils contracted, her body trembling slightly, though she herself didn’t notice.
With a cold face, she didn’t make a sound, because it was already the middle of the night.
An Qing hadn’t entered An Yu’s room with permission; she hadn’t gotten the key from the An family parents.
She had never even asked.
Because such a thing, even if it was her request, would be a bit too strange.
An Qing had used a little trick she learned in her previous life to easily unlock the door.
Last time, it was the same…
An Qing stayed in An Yu’s room, her heart growing more chaotic.
She subconsciously glanced at that notebook computer; perhaps there were other secrets there.
In her previous life, she had never seen An Yu use a computer.
She frowned; if she was discovered, it would only lead to more vigilance afterward.
But… An Qing seemed unable to think that far anymore; after a slight hesitation, she chose to turn on An Yu’s computer and secretly check it.
The computer screen quickly lit up, but it didn’t successfully enter.
An Yu had set a password.
An Qing frowned; she could pick a door lock, but not a computer’s lock.
However, she didn’t give up and chose to try.
From An Yu’s to the An family parents’, even Chen Guang’s birthday—she tried them all.
All were wrong.
But those were all she could think of, because those were the things An Yu cared about in her previous life.
An Qing irritably narrowed her eyes; she only had one left she hadn’t tried, which was her own birthday…
All the others were wrong; maybe it was this one.
Thinking of this, her heartbeat began to accelerate.
Her fingers slowly tapped on the keyboard, one key at a time, until the input was complete; only then did she subconsciously swallow.
An Qing’s brows furrowed tightly, staring intently at the screen, then forcefully pressed enter.
Unfortunately, An Qing was overthinking it.
In this day and age, how could anyone use someone’s birthday as a password?
Especially An Yu.
Before this, all the dates An Qing had tried, including An Yu’s own birthday, An Yu didn’t know any of them; how could she set such a password?
“Ha…”
An Qing stood up speechlessly, shaking her head, feeling like she might be a bit obsessed.
Not to mention others, just herself—she was An Yu’s enemy; how could An Yu possibly set such a password?
She quietly shut down the computer, returning everything to its original position.
An Qing quietly left An Yu’s room, her eyes still vacant and dull.
She didn’t know what An Yu wanted to do, but even if An Yu hadn’t come home the entire day on her birthday, she still refused to believe that An Yu didn’t care about the An family.
An Qing only assumed that An Yu had some plan she hadn’t discovered, leading to this result.
That would be normal.
Because that was An Yu; in her previous life, hadn’t she been kept in the dark by An Yu all along?
…
It was fine for today; even if An Yu really wanted to escape, where could she escape to?
Tomorrow was not only her birthday but also Monday, the day school started.
An Yu couldn’t possibly skip school.
This time, she couldn’t leave again; An Qing would personally bring her home and make sure her script proceeded successfully.
An Qing’s heart gradually became somewhat twisted; because of An Yu, she no longer believed in appearances.
But she didn’t realize that she herself had become another extreme.
An Qing was only willing to believe what she herself wanted to believe.