After nine lifetimes of reincarnation, the yandere villainous heroine descends.

The dim streetlights cast a warm glow into those unfathomable pupils, creating faint ripples that vanished into the darkness in an instant.

Shao Miao, on the other side, was completely unaware. Her gaze was fixed on Shen Shuchou's face, and her trembling eyelashes concealed a desire to explore.

Shen Shuchou lowered his eyes, the shadows concealing the emotions within them, his voice low and turbulent: "What do you mean, 'save you'?"

The girl stared at him, trying to find some clue from his calm and composed face.

Unfortunately, she was just an ordinary girl, lacking the extraordinary ability to see into people's hearts, and was completely unable to discern any clues from Shen Shuchou's seemingly calm expression.

After a long while, a smile spread across her lips.

The smile held a bittersweet undertone, yet also a sense of relief, as if she had let go of a long-held obsession: "Whatever the truth may be, it doesn't matter anymore."

Shen Shuchou was slightly taken aback, and for a moment he didn't know how to react.

But Shao Miao simply smiled faintly and deftly changed the subject: "Would you like to have a meal with me?"

As she spoke, she slowly extended her slender, fair hand under the dim streetlights.

"Please don't refuse me, okay? It's just one meal."

Seemingly afraid that Shen Shuchou would decisively refuse, Shao Miao locked her gaze tightly into his eyes, her eyes full of expectation and trepidation, and continued to speak softly.

Upon hearing this, Shen Shuchou hesitated for a moment before swallowing back the words of refusal that were on the tip of his tongue.

He could clearly sense that Shao Miao in front of him had many heavy thoughts weighing on her mind.

If he were to refuse her now, it would only cruelly inflict another wound on the already fragile and traumatized heart of this young girl.

But if he didn't refuse, he was worried that it might cause some unnecessary misunderstandings.

After an internal struggle, Shen Shuchou finally replied softly, "Okay!"

Upon hearing the agreement, Shao Miao's eyes lit up instantly, her smile curving like a crescent moon, revealing an undisguised joy.

She took his wrist and felt the warmth spread through her veins.

The two figures, hand in hand, gradually disappeared into the night, unaware that a Rolls-Royce was slowly sliding out from the shadows.

The moment the car window rolled down, Chu Siqi watched the silhouette receding into the distance, her nails digging deeply into her palms.

It turned out that on the way back, Chu Siqi thought it over and over and finally decided to turn back and invite Shen Shuchou to go back with her.

After all, Shen Shuchou hadn't seen that photo that was so meaningful to her, which didn't seem to mean anything.

However, the scene that greeted her upon her return made her heart clench.

She clearly saw the figure of another girl appear under the streetlight.

The girl was holding Shen Shuchou's hand affectionately, and under the warm yet somewhat dazzling light of the street lamp, they slowly disappeared from her sight.

At that moment, the sight of them walking side by side appeared so harmonious, as if they were the truly perfect match.

"Miss."

The driver's timely soft call gently roused Chu Siqi from her shock and despair.

"Keep up."

Chu Siqi's voice was neither warm nor cold, revealing no emotion.

"But the head of the family is already waiting at home..."

The driver looked at Chu Siqi's expression through the rearview mirror, trying to remind her that the head of the family was waiting at home.

However, before he could finish speaking, Chu Siqi coldly interrupted him: "I told you to follow." Her reddened eyes were reflected in the rearview mirror.

The driver sighed silently, and with the roar of the engine, the car chased after the two overlapping shadows, disappearing into the depths of the winding alley.

The night was as dark as ink. Shao Miao led Shen Shu Chou onto that familiar night bus.

A few passengers sat sparsely in the carriage, and the dim overhead lights cast dappled shadows in the empty aisle.

Shen Shuchou habitually walked to the window seat and sat down, his slightly furrowed brows reflected in the glass.

Unexpectedly, Shao Miao did not sit next to him, but instead chose to sit by another window diagonally in front of her.

Two rows of seats apart, Shen Shuchou gazed at the blurry reflection in the glass, always managing to catch glimpses of the girl's subtle gaze.

The night breeze slipped in through the half-open crack, causing the stray hairs on her forehead to tremble slightly, making her gentle smile even more tender.

The only sound in the carriage was the soft hum of the engine, and the two remained silent in tacit agreement.

As the bus slowly came to a stop, Shao Miao once again took his hand, the warmth of her fingertips passing through his palm.

As you walk through two streets, the glow of neon signs gradually illuminates the night – the four large characters "Xiao Chen Barbecue" glow warmly in the darkness.

The smoke rising from the grill, mixed with the aroma of cumin, instantly filled the quiet street.

Do you remember this place?

Shao Miao tilted her head slightly, a hint of expectation in her eyes, and asked softly.

"Remember."

Shen Shuchou stared at the four large characters of "Xiao Chen Barbecue" and slowly replied.

His thoughts drifted back to the last time he dined here with Shao Miao.

Pei Rou was here back then, but now, only the two of them remain.

Shao Miao gently took Shen Shuchou's hand and walked forward, this time choosing not to stay outside.

Instead, they walked into the shop with familiarity, stepping into the small shop filled with the aroma of charcoal.

Shao Miao skillfully led him to a corner booth, the plastic chair surface still bearing the marks of years of wiping.

"Master Chen!"

She called out to the kitchen, her voice tinged with excitement.

The middle-aged man, who was flipping lamb skewers, turned around at the sound, his apron speckled with oil. "Xiao Miao! What brings you here today? Aren't you with your mom?"

"I'll be back in a bit, could you please bring some skewers?"

"Shao Miao said."

"Xiao Miao, what would you like to eat? It's on me, order whatever you like."

Master Chen laughed heartily.

"No need, no need, I have money."

Shao Miao quickly waved her hand to refuse, then took out her phone to scan the QR code.

Master Chen waved his hand to stop her: "Don't be so polite with me! Keep your money for your aunt's medicine. I'll grill it myself today, there's plenty!"

Before she could refuse, he hurriedly carried the iron plate back to the grill, sprinkling cumin powder onto the sizzling, oily meat skewers.

Listening to their conversation and seeing Shao Miao's hesitant expression, he couldn't help but frown slightly and ask, "Has Auntie's condition not improved yet?"

When her mother was mentioned, the smile that had been on Shao Miao's lips instantly dimmed.

Her expression was somewhat forlorn as she softly uttered two words: "The same as always!"

Shao Miao lowered her eyes slightly, her gaze falling on the inconspicuous scratch on the corner of the table. Her thick eyelashes cast a small shadow, as if adding a layer of faint sorrow to her expression at this moment.

Her voice was very soft, as if afraid of disturbing the dust in the air: "My mother's illness is mental; medication alone won't help."

"A mental illness?"

Shen Shuchou repeated softly, his tone thoughtful.

Just now, the thought had flashed through his mind that he might be able to help Shao Miao with his abilities.

However, when he heard the words "mental illness," he knew in his heart that this was no longer a problem that could be easily solved by relying solely on external forces.

Shao Miao smiled bitterly, as if she were caught in a vortex of memories: "From as far back as I can remember, my father abandoned my mother and me."

"Since then, my mother's heart disease has slowly developed. Over the years, my mother and I have traveled to many places, hoping to find a way to cure her heart disease wherever we go, but in the end..."

Her voice trailed off, her eyes filled with helplessness and disappointment.