Oh no! My yandere school beauty is so clingy!

After Shen Yu went to the bathroom, she closed the door, locked it from the inside, and then started taking a shower.

Lin Anran slowly walked to the sofa and sat down.

She took out a notebook and a pen from her bag.

After opening it, I found a lot of things written inside...

Many of these were classmates who had done things that made her uncomfortable; many of these entries have now been crossed out...

She took out a pen and wrote a new message in the blank space. The name was Sun Jianchao, followed by the story of how he deliberately tripped her earlier that day...

After she finished writing, she wrote another name below... Shen Yu.

Then, she stopped writing, stood there stunned for about a minute, and crossed out Shen Yu's name...

After a long while, Shen Yu came out of the bathroom with her hair still half wet. She had changed into a loose T-shirt and trousers, and her whole body was covered in clean moisture.

He saw that Lin Anran was still sitting on the sofa. Without saying anything, he went and got her a new towel.

"You still need to wash up, right? Use this one, it's new, there's an unused toothbrush in the bathroom cabinet."

Lin Anran looked up at Shen Yu and carefully took the towel.

She whispered a "thank you," then got up and walked towards the restroom...

After arriving at the restroom, she first unfolded the towel, examined it carefully, and then put it aside.

When she came out after washing up, the living room lights had already been dimmed.

It was already past eight o'clock in the evening. Shen Yu was leaning back on the sofa with a book open on his lap.

Hearing the noise, he looked up, his gaze calm...

His voice was clear in the quiet living room: "If there's nothing else, go back to your room and stay there. If you're sleepy, go to sleep."

"Oh." Lin Anran nodded, said nothing more, turned and went into the bedroom, gently closing the door behind her...

The bed sheets and duvet covers in the room were all newly changed; they were pure cotton and felt slightly cool to the touch.

She sat by the bed for a while, listening to the very faint sound of pages turning outside, and then lay down.

In the darkness, the senses become exceptionally clear.

She could hear the occasional sound of a car in the distance, the soft sound of the living room lamp being turned off, and then the rustling sound of Shen Yu lying down on the sofa.

Then, everything became completely quiet.

Time passed little by little.

Lin Anran opened her eyes and stared at the blurry outline of the ceiling.

She just listened quietly...listening to the sounds coming from the living room.

She didn't sleep.

I waited for a long time again.

She threw back the covers, barefoot, and stepped very lightly on the floor.

The movements were as careful as a cat's, without making a sound. The hand gripped the doorknob, slowly turning it, pushing it open a crack...

The living room was completely dark.

On the sofa, Shen Yu lay on his side, facing the backrest, the blanket covering his shoulders, completely still...

Lin Anran held her breath, moved out of the bedroom, and silently walked to the center of the living room...

She just stood there, in the darkness, staring at the blurry silhouette on the sofa...

Then she looked around and finally saw a ceramic vase on a cabinet.

She walked over silently and gently reached for the vase...

"Have you made enough of a scene?"

Lin Anran's fingertips suddenly froze a few centimeters from the vase, as if they had been frozen in an instant!

It felt as if all the blood in her body rushed to her head, only to recede completely in the next second.

A fine layer of cold sweat broke out on my back.

The living room light turned on with a "snap".

The light wasn't glaring, but it was enough to expose her completely.

She turned around stiffly, little by little...

Shen Yu had already sat up from the sofa, the blanket sliding down to her waist.

He didn't look at her, but simply raised his hand to rub his temples, his expression one of deep weariness, not surprise or anger...

"You..." Lin Anran's throat was dry, and she managed to squeeze out a word, but she didn't know what to say next.

How did you know?

Were you awake the whole time?

Do you... know what I'm going to do?

As if Shen Yu could hear the questions in her mind, he lowered his hand and looked up at her:

"I wasn't asleep because I know you can't possibly sleep peacefully."

Lin Anran's cheeks burned.

She thought she had moved very quietly; she hadn't made a sound at all... and Shen Yu had her back to her.

He couldn't possibly have eyes in the back of his head, so that can only mean... he's just guessing...

"I..."

Shen Yu followed her gaze and glanced at the plain-colored ceramic vase, then looked back at her...

"You're still uneasy. You don't understand why I do these things, why I deliberately cause trouble, smash things, and only feel at ease when you see me get angry, is that it?"

Shen Yu's words seemed to strike a chord with Lin Anran, causing her to lower her head and not dare to look Shen Yu in the eye.

Shen Yu waved his hand and said, "Come on, sit down. I'll have a good talk with you and explain the reasons."

He was really out of options. He needed to sleep, after all. With a time bomb in the house, who knows what he might do? How could he possibly sleep well?

"oh."

Lin Anran walked over and sat on the sofa, seemingly eager to hear what Shen Yu would say and how he would explain himself.

After sitting down, Shen Yu looked at her profile, remained silent for a few seconds, and asked softly:

"Your mother passed away, right? Was it related to your father?"

Lin Anran's shoulders twitched almost imperceptibly.

She didn't answer immediately, but stared at her knees pressed together, her fingertips tightening little by little, her nails digging into the soft flesh of her palms, leaving crescent-shaped white marks.

The living room was so quiet that only the ticking of the second hand on the wall clock could be heard.

After a long while, she nodded very, very lightly, so lightly that it was almost invisible.

"Mmm." A soft, forced sound escaped his throat...

"Depression, suicide, right?"

Lin Anran suddenly raised her head, her eyes instantly reddening, but her gaze was cold, carrying a sharp defensiveness and stinging pain.

"How did you know?!"

"Just a guess."

"You could have guessed that?"

"Well, your father has an alcoholism and violent tendencies, yet he's still at large, which proves that your mother wasn't directly killed by him, but rather indirectly. So, there's a high probability that she committed suicide. I noticed you've covered up the scars on your wrists with concealer; I guess you hurt yourself, right? Today, your intense reaction to your father when he mentioned your mother, a mixture of hatred and protectiveness... I understand."

"My father has many patients with depression, and many families are in similar situations to yours. There have also been quite a few suicides..."

Lin Anran's lips twitched. She lowered her head, snorted coldly, and said, "You make it sound so easy. You..."

"Are you saying I don't know what it feels like to lose a loved one?"

Lin Anran didn't reply, but her silence seemed to convey her meaning...

Shen Yu looked ahead and said calmly:

"Just like you, I have no family left in my heart either."