An Yu glanced curiously at Cheng Shimumeng, who was radiating a chilling aura, and nodded subconsciously.
“Mm.”
This green-haired girl feels a bit strange too. Her smile is so gentle, but something seems off.
But An Yu was too lazy to dwell on it.
Cheng Shimumeng gave her tasty treats, so she was a good person.
With An Yu’s silence, the classroom returned to its lively, cheerful atmosphere.
As for Li Wenya, who had been thrown out, no one paid her any mind.
This included An Yu.
Rather than thinking about enemies who came to trouble her, she’d rather linger a bit longer in Ning Wanciu’s embrace.
Feeling good is what really matters.
With that thought, An Yu nuzzled against the soft “big pillow,” adjusting to a more comfortable position and pursing her lips in contentment.
Her big pillow was becoming more and more to her liking.
As An Yu shifted, Ning Wanciu silently accommodated her movements, their tacit understanding already taking shape.
An Yu nodded expressionlessly, very satisfied.
Where else could you find a big pillow that understands me so well and adjusts automatically? It’s practically a sleep artifact!
At this rate, one day I’ll be able to communicate with Ning Wanciu through actions alone, without saying a word.
“Mm…”
A tiny curve appeared at the corner of An Yu’s lips. She was happy—perfect, since she didn’t feel like talking anyway. She was really looking forward to it.
All of this was observed by An Qing from not far away. Taking advantage of someone causing a scene in the classroom, she openly watched the girl who “stole her life” for a while.
“She’s smiling… so happily,” An Qing murmured subconsciously.
“Huh, what?”
The students gathered around An Qing looked at her in confusion, seemingly unable to catch what she said.
“Nothing, it’s nothing…”
An Qing smiled gently, as if nothing had happened.
But only she knew how forced her smile was—especially compared to her smile.
She instinctively glanced back at An Yu, who was basking in contentment, and subconsciously clenched her fist.
But An Qing knew An Yu’s smile must be fake. She’s a thorough liar—how could a liar smile so openly?
In my past life, she smiled like this to deceive me. This time, due to the butterfly effect, she’s just turned to deceiving Ning Wanciu instead.
It’s fine… it’s fine, it’s fine!!!
She didn’t care. She absolutely wouldn’t care! Anyway, An Yu’s days of smiling were numbered…
An Qing bit her lip unconsciously until she tasted blood, only then snapping out of it.
Without showing a hint of panic, she calmly wiped her lips, her smile never wavering from start to finish.
Never show your true self to anyone—that’s what I learned from An Yu.
But more importantly… that Li Wenya had lost her value.
Though An Qing had never expected Li Wenya to cause An Yu much trouble—after all, even in similar circumstances, An Yu wasn’t the same as her past self, so easily manipulated—she hadn’t anticipated Li Wenya becoming a useless card so quickly.
As expected, An Yu was An Yu. Trash like that couldn’t touch a single hair on her head.
But it didn’t matter. She would take action herself.
Before that, though, she needed to toss that worthless trash, along with her little follower, into the garbage bin.
Turning her head inconspicuously, no longer looking at An Yu’s somewhat blinding smile, An Qing reverted to her role as the kind and understanding transfer student.
They were like people from two different worlds, separated by their respective groups, each occupying their own side, neither caring about the other.
Ding-ling—
The bell for class rang, dispersing the small groups of students.
An Yu calmly hopped down from Ning Wanciu’s embrace, her movements growing more practiced.
Instead of returning to her seat right away, An Yu pulled out her Smartphone, her delicate fingers sliding across the screen until they stopped on a particular page.
Turning around, she stared at Ning Wanciu expressionlessly, then held the phone screen toward her.
“An Yu… what’s wrong?”
Ning Wanciu looked curiously at the phone An Yu handed over.
The screen showed… a weather forecast?
Though they had developed some initial rapport, she still found An Yu’s behavior hard to decipher.
“Tomorrow, at noon, the weather will be nice,” An Yu said in her clear, cold voice, the kind that made people want to hear it again.
“Yes, it does look nice.”
Ning Wanciu nodded. According to the forecast, tomorrow at noon would be sunny with moderate temperatures—neither too cold nor too hot.
“So, tomorrow, we’re going outside for a nap.”
An Yu’s small face remained expressionless, her tone flat and unvarying.
Her words were less an explanation and more a notification.
Notifying Ning Wanciu that she was taking her little cat out to sunbathe tomorrow.
“Got it, then let’s go outside together tomorrow.”
Ning Wanciu smiled gently, her tone unconsciously carrying a hint of indulgence.
She wasn’t foolish, so she didn’t ask something like, “What does your nap have to do with me?” Since An Yu was explaining to her, it must involve her, so this was definitely an invitation.
“Mm.” An Yu nodded calmly.
Ning Wanciu blinked instinctively, feeling like she saw a trace of joy on An Yu’s expressionless face.
Was it her imagination?
“See you next time, Ning Wanciu.”
Before Ning Wanciu could think further, An Yu had already turned and walked away without a hint of hesitation.
“Mm, see you next time… An Yu.”
Watching An Yu’s retreating figure, Ning Wanciu was slow to come back to her senses.
She realized she couldn’t seem to refuse An Yu’s requests. When faced with An Yu’s suggestion to nap outside, her mouth had responded before her brain could catch up.
It was as if refusing An Yu would be some heinous crime.
Though she still couldn’t understand why An Yu had suddenly started clinging to her, it wasn’t a bad thing.
An Yu… so cute.
And so strong, too. It’s great that she wasn’t hurt by that inexplicable person.
Thinking of An Yu, who wasn’t fazed at all and even extended an invitation to nap outside, Ning Wanciu’s lips curved into an uncontrollable smile.
She’s really strong…
As if recalling something, Ning Wanciu closed her eyes, her mood sinking noticeably.
When she opened them again, her ocean-blue eyes held only a sharp glint.
“Pfft, hahaha, Wanciu, what are you performing over there… a chameleon act?”
A sudden burst of mocking laughter snapped Ning Wanciu back to reality.
She instinctively looked to her side and saw Huai Xiang and Cheng Shimumeng staring at her intently.
In an instant, her gaze cleared up considerably.
She’d forgotten there were others nearby!
So, that meant…
Her sneaky smile at An Yu’s back, followed by her inexplicable moment of sadness…
All her bizarre behavior had been completely seen by her best friends!