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

Suzhou.

After saying goodbye to Chu Siqi, Shao Miao returned to the old neighborhood alone.

The area is currently undergoing reconstruction, with walls being rebuilt.

She stood there for a moment, then turned and left, soon arriving at a bus stop.

There were only a few people on the platform. Before she could even sit down, a bus slowly pulled up.

The car door opened, and several people boarded the car in an orderly manner.

Looking at the still-open car door, Shao Miao felt a sudden stirring in her heart and stepped onto it.

The train carriage wasn't empty in the early morning, but there were still seats available. Shao Miao was lucky and found a window seat.

The car slowly started moving, and the street scenery rushed past, taking her memories back into the depths of time.

Before anyone knew it, the passengers in the carriage quietly disappeared, and the surrounding scenery subtly changed.

Through the reflection in the car window, Shao Miao suddenly caught sight of a very familiar figure sitting behind her.

She turned around abruptly, and in the back seat, a boy was resting quietly with his eyes closed.

Upon seeing that unforgettable face, Shao Miao's heart skipped a beat. She almost raised her hand to rub her eyes, wondering if it was all just a dream. Just then, the boy behind her slowly opened his eyes.

Their eyes met.

My heart was pounding heavily in my chest.

"Shao Miao?"

The boy's clear voice gently rang out, pulling Shao Miao back to reality from her reverie. She stammered, "Shen... classmate?"

Shen Shuchou raised his hand to touch his cheek, looking puzzled. "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

"No!" Shao Miao blurted out instinctively.

"Then why are you staring at me?" Shen Shuchou looked at her, a faint smile playing on his lips.

As soon as she finished speaking, Shao Miao's ears turned bright red.

She pursed her lips slightly, finally voicing the question that had been lingering in her mind: "How did you get here?"

In response to her question, Shen Shuchou smiled faintly: "Of course I'm going to school. Shao Miao, are you feeling unwell?"

"go to school?"

Shao Miao was slightly taken aback.

"Yes, aren't you?"

Shao Miao was lost in thought again, looking down at herself, where she was wearing the same purple dress she used to wear.

"But you're not..."

Shao Miao raised her eyes, her voice barely audible.

Before she could finish speaking, a hand gently covered her forehead.

"Shao Miao, what nonsense are you talking about?"

The warm touch on my skin instantly swept away the myriad questions swirling in my mind, and the blush spread from my ears to my entire cheeks.

At that moment, Shao Miao was like a kitten being pinched by the scruff of its neck, her whole body stiff and unable to move. After a moment, the hand slowly withdrew from her forehead.

Just moments before, she was immersed in this warmth, but a hint of lingering disappointment flickered in her eyes.

The next moment, a low voice sounded in my ear.

"Would you like to come sit with us?"

"Huh?"

Shao Miao let out a soft cry.

"Is...is that okay?"

"sure."

Shen Shuchou smiled and responded, extending a hand towards her.

Looking at the outstretched hand in front of her, Shao Miao did not hesitate and gently placed her hand on it.

The two sat side by side, with Shao Miao keeping her head down almost the entire time, only her peripheral vision fixed on Shen Shuchou.

She could hear her own heart pounding like a drum, mixed with the shallow breathing of the person beside her, and she couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

She couldn't tell whether this place was the starting point of an old dream or the end of a grand dream.

The past events are vivid and real, and the scene before me is equally vivid. Between reality and illusion, the beauty is indistinguishable.

"Shao Miao?"

The next moment, Shen Shuchou's voice rang in my ears again.

"Hey! I'm here!"

Shao Miao suddenly shuddered, her back instantly straightened, her fingertips instinctively clenched the hem of her clothes, and the tips of her ears quickly became burning hot.

Seeing her flustered and helpless appearance, Shen Shuchou's smile grew even stronger.

His gaze settled heavily on Shao Miao's tear-filled eyes, and he said in a low voice, "Shao Miao, may I ask you a question?"

Shao Miao's heart pounded wildly, her face was tense, and her eyelashes trembled slightly with anxiety, looking as if she were facing a formidable enemy: "What's the problem, Shen?"

Upon receiving the reply, a sly glint flashed in Shen Shuchou's eyes. He leaned down slightly and pressed his lips to her ear.

Just this intimate touch, before a word was uttered, a warm breath brushed against her ear.

Shao Miao felt a slight shiver run through her body. Her shoulders hunched slightly, her hands clasped together, and she even unconsciously softened her breathing.

When those words hit her ears and entered her mind, her body trembled violently, and her long eyelashes fluttered frantically.

"What I want to ask is, Shao Miao, do you like me?"

In an instant, Shao Miao froze completely, blood rushing to her cheeks and even her neck turning slightly red.

The hot breath on her ear carried the confession like thunderclaps, striking her heart repeatedly, making her heart pound so hard it felt like it would burst through her skin.

"If Shao Miao likes me, you should say it out loud, because I like Shao Miao too."

Shao Miao suddenly turned her head, her pupils contracted sharply, and her breathing became erratic.

That face was so close, and those warm words still lingered in my ears.

A voice inside her kept urging her to let go of all her worries and reveal all the girlish secrets she had kept hidden for so long.

At this moment, she didn't want to weigh or distinguish anything; she just wanted to indulge in this illusion and treat it as the end of the story.

"Shao Miao... likes Shen."

Her voice was barely audible, her head was bowed low, her eyelashes drooped, and she dared not look up at him.

The boy in front of me still had a mischievous smile on his face: "Shao Miao, speak louder. If you like someone, you should say it out loud."

A wave of shyness washed over her, and Shao Miao's entire face burned bright red, even the back of her ears turning crimson.

She bit her lower lip, abandoning all reserve, her voice trembling slightly yet exceptionally clear: "Miaomiao likes Shen, she likes him very, very much."

Seeing her eyes slightly redden and her fingertips trembling slightly with nervousness, Shen Shuchou leaned closer, his voice low and suggestive: "Then we're officially together now. Since we're together, Miaomiao, how about we do some things lovers do?"

"What is it?"

Shao Miao avoided eye contact, her heart pounding faster and faster.

"Of course, it's kissing."

Shen Shuchou said.

"Huh? Right here... that's not a good idea."

Shao Miao's cheeks burned, and she subconsciously shrank to the side, her hands nervously twisting the hem of her clothes, her ears burning hot.

"What's wrong? Miaomiao doesn't want to?"

Shen Shuchou feigned a somber expression.

"It's not that I'm unwilling! It's just... could we go somewhere else?"

Shao Miao hurriedly shook her head, her face full of embarrassment.

"Could it be that your earlier expression of affection was just a lie to comfort me? If it were genuine, why would you care about your surroundings or the opinions of others?"

Shen Shuchou spoke slowly.

Upon hearing this, Shao Miao felt a sudden urgency. Her nose turned slightly red, and she quickly mustered her courage, gently closing her eyelids and trembling her eyelashes nervously: "I'm willing, then... then come on."

She kept her eyes tightly closed, her lips slightly pursed, her body taut and straight, even her shoulders trembling slightly, eagerly awaiting that one touch.

The expected warmth did not come; instead, a soft chuckle rippled in my ear.

A moment later, the laughter grew louder.

Shao Miao was filled with bewilderment and slowly opened her eyes.

The bus, which had been moving, had stopped at some point, and the carriage was completely empty, without a single person in sight.

Under her astonished gaze, the boy in front of her took out a cigarette case, pulled out a cigarette, put it to his lips, and lit it with practiced ease.

The sparks flickered, and the swirling smoke rushed straight towards Shao Miao's face.

Rumbling--

The world around us has undergone a dramatic transformation.

The bus disappeared completely, and the noisy construction sounds from the site filled my ears.

Shen Shuchou was nowhere to be seen; in his place stood a long-haired woman leaning against a stone pillar.