Oh no! My yandere school beauty is so clingy!

After school that evening, the two went home one after the other.

Shen Yu put down her schoolbag, went to the kitchen to wash some grapes, put them in a glass bowl, and brought them to the living room to place on the coffee table.

Lin Anran was already sitting on the sofa, hugging her knees. Shen Yu walked over, sat down, and handed her a grape with a toothpick stuck in it.

She took it and ate it in small bites, but her eyes were always on Shen Yu.

"Are you getting used to living here?" Shen Yu ate one herself and asked casually, her gaze fixed on the black TV screen, not looking at her.

Lin Anran abruptly stopped chewing, and her hand holding the toothpick trembled slightly.

Why did he suddenly ask that?

Did he feel that she had been staying for too long and was disturbing him?

Is it... that he regrets it and wants her to leave?

Lin Anran felt her hands and feet instantly turn icy cold. She remembered the night she had just arrived here a few days ago.

She even waited for him to tell her to get lost, almost defiantly.

At that time, she felt it didn't matter where she went, because they were all just as bad.

But now...

It's different now.

She stayed here for a few days, chatting with Shen Yu, sleeping in a quiet room, going to and from school with him, and even... receiving warm hugs.

Here, there was warmth, there was an aroma she craved, there was... Shen Yu.

If Shen Yu lets her leave now...

Where is she going? Where can she go?

Shen Yu is now the only real thing she can hold onto.

If even this is gone...

She really didn't want to live anymore.

This realization made her face turn pale instantly, and her lips trembled slightly uncontrollably.

When Shen Yu saw her like this, her face turned pale and her fingers trembled slightly, he immediately understood.

He reached out, palm down, and gently placed his hand on the back of her tightly clenched hand, which was resting on her knee.

"Don't overthink it." He spoke, his voice low but clear, and his gaze finally shifted from the television screen to her.

"I was just saying what I meant, asking if you're used to it, nothing more."

Lin Anran's hand trembled violently under his palm, then froze.

She looked up at Shen Yu, her eyes brightened by the sudden surge of moisture, clearly reflecting Shen Yu's calm face.

He saw through her thoughts, and a blush instantly rose on her face—it was embarrassment.

She hurriedly lowered her head, her voice soft and urgent, almost incoherent:

"Hmm! I'm quite used to the accommodations! I'm sleeping very well! The food... the food is good too!"

She said "okay" several times in a row, as if afraid that Shen Yu wouldn't believe her, and nodded vigorously.

But the intense fear and despair that had been so palpable in those eyes had quietly dissipated, leaving only a hint of lingering shock and belated embarrassment.

Shen Yu withdrew his hand, no longer looking at her, and turned his gaze back to the television:

"Well, you'll get used to it. If you're not used to it, just say so. We'll adjust what we can, and if we can't... we'll talk about it later."

"Okay! I understand! There's nothing to adjust." Lin Anran nodded vigorously, her voice more steady than before, but her cheeks were still burning.

Shen Yu glanced at her, his gaze lingering for a moment on her still-reddened earlobes and drooping eyelashes before shifting back to the television screen.

They exhibit extreme panic and stress response to the loss of their existing attachment relationship, and have an extreme lack of security.

He was well aware of Lin Anran's current situation and was not surprised.

However, giving her a sense of security is not an easy task; if you let her act on her own...

Shen Yu knew that he might be marked with some kind of symbol, or even imprisoned.

He's unlikely to relinquish the initiative...

He still needs to rely on his own methods to gradually give Lin Anran a sense of security.

"It'll be the weekend in a couple of days."

Lin Anran was holding a grape when she heard this. She looked up at him with a questioning look in her eyes.

Shen Yu turned his head to look at her: "Let's go grocery shopping together after school on Saturday afternoon."

He paused, then added, "Didn't you say last time you wanted to try your cooking?"

Lin Anran was stunned for a moment, then her eyes gradually brightened.

"Okay!" She nodded immediately, her voice clear and crisp, the blush on her face becoming even more pronounced with excitement.

"What would you like to eat? I...I'll try my best to make it!"

"Whatever, you decide. Just don't make it too complicated. I'll help you out."

"Mmm!" Lin Anran nodded vigorously, her lips curling up uncontrollably.

For her, it was more than just going grocery shopping together, or cooking a meal.

"So...should we go straight there after school? Or go home first?"

"Yeah, I'll go after school."

"Okay!" Lin Anran smiled, her eyes crinkling. The panic and unease she had felt earlier due to the misunderstanding had been completely washed away by her anticipation of the weekend.

The next morning, the two walked into the classroom...

Shen Yu had barely sat down when he saw Sun Jianchao in the front row turn around, lean on his desk, and ask in a low voice, looking both expectant and nervous:

"Class monitor, class monitor! That...love letter, did you give it to Lin Anran? Did she...did she read it? What was her reaction? Does she know it was from me?"

Shen Yu was taking a book out of his bag when he heard this and paused.

He looked up, glanced calmly at Sun Jianchao, and then gestured with his chin toward the window seat at the back of the classroom.

"You'll have to ask Li Haoyang about this."

"hold head high?"

Sun Jianchao's expression froze instantly. He opened his mouth but no sound came out. He looked in the direction Shen Yu indicated.

Li Haoyang was sitting in his seat, looking down at a book. When he felt someone looking at him, he looked up and glanced in their direction.

The moment his eyes met Sun Jianchao's, Li Haoyang showed no expression, only a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth before lowering his head.

"Huh...what does that mean? Why are you asking him?" Sun Jianchao was a little confused and blinked at Shen Yu.

"Ah, your love letter was torn up by Li Haoyang."

"ah?!"

Sun Jianchao exclaimed loudly, attracting the attention of the surrounding students.

"He tore it up? Why?"

"I don't know, that's why I told you to ask him," Shen Yu shrugged and said casually.

"Snapped!"

In an instant, Sun Jianchao slammed his hand on the table, stood up, and attracted the attention of the whole class. He pointed angrily at Li Haoyang and shouted:

"Li Haoyang, I'm so angry..."

Before he could finish speaking, the homeroom teacher walked in from outside, stood in the doorway, and stared at Sun Jianchao...

Sun Jianchao's second half of the sentence got stuck in his throat.

He stared wide-eyed at the gloomy-faced homeroom teacher at the door, his hand still frozen in mid-air, pointing in Li Haoyang's direction.

A burst of suppressed laughter and jeers erupted in the classroom.

"Sun Jianchao." The homeroom teacher's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a sense of impending doom.

"You're quite energetic so early in the morning! Come on, come out."

Sun Jianchao's face flushed red in an instant, then turned pale in an instant, like a palette of colors.

He hurriedly lowered his hand, stammering as he tried to explain, "No...no, teacher, I..."

The homeroom teacher interrupted him, her tone even colder: "I told you to come out, didn't you hear me?"

Sun Jianchao walked out dejectedly... The homeroom teacher followed him out and closed the classroom door behind him.

With a soft "bang," the outside world was shut out.

The classroom was silent for two seconds, then an even louder burst of laughter erupted.

"Li Haoyang, what did you do to him? Look how angry he is!" Many classmates looked at Li Haoyang with a mix of teasing and curiosity.

Li Haoyang shrugged and said softly, "I'm just preventing him from harming people."