Oh no! My yandere school beauty is so clingy!

The two embraced tightly, neither of them saying a word.

The living room was quiet, with only the faint, suppressed sobs of Lin Anran.

After a while, Lin Anran's trembling gradually subsided, but she still buried her face deeply in his shoulder, refusing to let go.

Shen Yu didn't urge him, but simply maintained the embrace.

In the end, it was Lin Anran who moved first.

She seemed a little embarrassed, and reluctantly stepped back a little from his embrace, but her fingers were still unconsciously clutching the front of his shirt.

She raised her red and swollen eyes, glanced at him quickly, then lowered her head and said in a muffled voice:

"I didn't look at your notes much, just a portion..."

She released her grip on his clothes, turned around, picked up the notebook, and handed it back to Shen Yu with both hands.

Seeing her serious expression, Shen Yu released his arm that had been around her, picked up the notebooks belonging to Lin Anran from the coffee table, and gently placed them in her hands:

"Here, yours. I've only looked at part of it, but I don't need it anymore. It's enough."

"Um..."

The notebooks were returned to their respective hands, but Lin Anran still kept her head down.

Her tears welled up again without warning, falling in large drops onto the cover of her notebook.

"Ugh..." She couldn't help but let out a small sob, and her shoulders slumped again.

Seeing her like this, Shen Yu stepped forward and asked gently:

"What's wrong?"

He reached out and gently wiped away her tears with his fingertips:

"Why are you still crying?"

Lin Anran shook her head violently, then lunged forward again without hesitation, hugging his waist tightly once more.

She buried her face in his chest, and a muffled sound came out:

"I...I'm actually not a...crybaby."

"I used to... no matter what happened, I never cried... I didn't care if I was hit or scolded."

"But...after I met you, I found I couldn't control myself. Whether I felt your joy or your sorrow, it would make me...tears fall..."

"I...will treat you well from now on..."

When Lin Anran thought about the contents of the notebook that made Shen Yu who he is today, she could almost see Shen Yu going through those past moments.

Through repeated practice, he built a strong inner self, but deep down, he still felt sadness and exhaustion.

She had long been numb to her life; pain was not worth crying over, and death was not scary.

However, Shen Yu's appearance opened a crack in her emotional system, and this emotional crack was only open for him.

She wasn't crying alone; she was crying "through him." This wasn't just simple heartache.

She was feeling for him, and also for the "self" who "should have feelings but had long been numb."

In her heart, she wanted to achieve complete emotional synchronization with Shen Yu; they... were one.

She wanted to control everything about him, including his emotions; her control was never absolute control over his behavior.

These tears represent emotional synchronization, a deeper level of integration than behavioral control.

She was trying to reconcile with his emotional state, and to achieve symbiosis on a spiritual level...

Shen Yu paused for a moment, then reached out and stroked Lin Anran's head in his arms, whispering:

"Ah, me too..."

"Before living with you, I probably hadn't laughed genuinely in a long time. Perhaps I was close to suicide."

Shen Yu couldn't help but smile as he recalled the contents of Lin Anran's notes.

Perhaps Lin Anran's personality, when interacting with others, had already scared them away. Her terrifying possessiveness and controlling nature meant she wouldn't even allow the other person to have male friends.

They constantly watch you, observing your every move, leaving you with virtually no privacy.

To put it nicely, it's a desire for control and possession; to put it bluntly, it's stalking and peeping.

Few people can accept this, but for Shen Yu, it's not a problem.

Someone cares about him deeply... someone is willing to shed tears for him, someone can understand his feelings, someone is willing to record everything about him—this person is Lin Anran.

That's enough. In his already gray world, there was one more colorful person, giving him a reason to live again.

Whether you prefer control and possession, or other extreme approaches, it's up to you.

He would cater to everything Lin Anran did.

On the surface, he was helping Lin Anran, giving her a home and everything she wanted. But in reality, Lin Anran was also redeeming him, a man who had long since become numb.

Shen Yu lowered his head, watching her tears begin to fall again. This time, he didn't wipe them away immediately, but gently rubbed her swollen eyelids with his fingertips.

"Okay, stop crying. We have a long life ahead of us."

These words seemed to have a magical power, gradually calming Lin Anran's sobs.

She nodded haphazardly and gave a heavy, nasal "hmm".

The emotions seemed to have finally found an outlet, and they slowly calmed down.

Lin Anran nestled in his arms, snuggling closer, feeling his clean scent and steady heartbeat. That feeling of being one with him resurfaced, making her feel safe and a little greedy...

After a while, she seemed to have finally mustered up her courage and lifted her head from his embrace. Her eyes were still red, but her gaze had become much clearer.

She looked at Shen Yu, tears still clinging to her eyelashes, her voice hoarse from crying:

"Shen Yu..."

"Hmm?" Shen Yu responded, his gaze falling on her face with a questioning tone.

Lin Anran's cheeks flushed red at a visible speed, spreading all the way to her ears.

She seemed unable to look him in the eye; her gaze flickered for a moment, then, as if making a great decision, she refocused on his eyes, her voice growing softer and softer.

"From now on... you shouldn't be sleeping on the sofa anymore."

Shen Yu was taken aback, not expecting her to suddenly bring this up.

Lin Anran held her breath, her chest rising and falling slightly.

She licked her slightly dry lips and finally raised her head.

She took a deep breath, and with all her might, she spoke the words that had been swirling in her heart for so long:

"Can we...sleep in the bedroom together?"

After saying that, her whole face burned.

She remembered that Shen Yu had refused a few days ago; he needed time to adjust and needed some breathing room.

But now she couldn't hold back any longer; she wanted to share... a more private space with Shen Yu.

I want to be closer to him, I want to take over his... sleeping space at night.

Shen Yu remained silent for a while, looking at Lin Anran who didn't dare to look at him at all, seemingly lost in thought.

After a long time, so long that Lin Anran began to regret saying it,

Shen Yu slowly opened his mouth and said:

"Okay, then I'll take the pillow and blanket inside."