I created a foundation

"October 12th, cloudy. I met President Lin Qing at the base today. He seemed a little tired. I really wanted to share some of his burden, but I know I'm far from strong enough right now."

"October 15th, sunny. President Lin Qing said I have great potential and encouraged me to keep working hard. It was just a simple word of encouragement, but it filled me with strength."

Yang No's breathing was slightly rapid.

She seemed to be able to see through these words, the unprecedented brilliance flashing in Yukino's cold eyes when she wrote these words.

That glory was due to a man named "Lin Qing".

A man who gradually pulled her sister away from the world she had carefully built.

Yang No slowly closed the diary, making a slight hinge sound.

Silence returned to the room, with only the occasional bird calls outside the window.

The smile on her face had disappeared at some point, replaced by a cold, almost twisted shadow.

"Lin... Qing..."

She playfully licked her dry lips with the tip of her tongue, a dangerous and disturbing light flickering in her beautiful almond-shaped eyes.

Chapter 67 Yang No's "Darkness"

Yukinoshita Haruno slowly closed the diary, and the slight sound of the hinge seemed particularly abrupt in the overly quiet room.

The smile on her face had disappeared at some point, replaced by a cold, almost twisted shadow.

"Lin... Qing..."

Two words were squeezed out from between her teeth, each syllable carrying a barely perceptible tremor, as if condensing some heavy and suppressed emotion that was about to erupt.

The room still had Yukino's usual cool atmosphere, mixed with the faint fragrance of books and ink, meticulous, just like the owner of the room.

But it was as if a spark was thrown into Yang Nai's heart, and a raging fire instantly ignited the whole prairie, burning her so much that all her limbs were aching.

She gently put the diary back to its original place. The dark blue hard cover shone with a cold luster under the soft light of the desk, like a silent tombstone, announcing the passing of something important.

"President?"

The corners of Yang Nai's mouth silently curled up into an arc of extreme sarcasm.

What a ridiculous title.

It's just a title given to themselves by a group of inexperienced kids playing house in some shady and bad societies or middle school organizations.

Yukino, her younger sister who had always been extremely intelligent and arrogant, but also shockingly naive in some aspects, was actually deceived by such childish tricks and even took pride in it.

This is simply a disgrace to the Yukinoshita family.

"Any advice on research directions?"

Her fingertips tapped lightly on the cool, smooth tabletop, making a small, regular sound, as if some ominous omen was quietly counting down.

This sounds more like an elaborate lie, clumsy but effective.

They use some hearsay, patchwork, specious theories packaged as some kind of profound knowledge to lure young girls who are empty inside, eager to be recognized, but lack basic judgment.

The method is not new, and can even be said to be quite old-fashioned.

But for Yukino, having a sister who always shuts herself off and refuses to have any real emotional exchanges with the outside world might be just right.

Her pride became her most fatal weakness.

"Is there still room for improvement in logic construction?"

Yang Nai's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold and dangerous light flashed in the depths of his pupils, like a dormant poisonous snake locking onto its prey.

This is clearly a silent suppression, a very sophisticated form of mental manipulation.

First, deny her efforts to make her doubt herself, then pretend to be generous and give her so-called "guidance" in the form of small favors, so that she will unconsciously regard the other party as an authority in her confusion and self-doubt, and develop an inseparable dependence on you.

As for the so-called "sharp eyesight", in her opinion, it was nothing more than the man mastering some despicable skills of observing people's words and expressions, which made Yukino mistakenly believe that her inner world was completely seen through, thus creating an illusion of being understood.

What a pathetic self-conceit, what a foolish act of flying into a flame.

“It showed up promptly and solved all the problems.”

Yang No's breathing stagnated for a moment, and her chest seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand.

This sounds more like a flawless play that has been rehearsed countless times.

He first condoned or even secretly allowed the occurrence and fermentation of the predicament, and then, when Yukino was most helpless and desperate, he appeared in front of her like a god, and with the attitude of an unrivaled savior, easily captured her heart that longed to be saved.

A child like Yukino, who is so proud and longs to be protected, but always wraps herself in layers of ice, is most likely to completely let down all her defenses and give everything she has in the face of such deliberately created "strength" and "reliability".

"Looking at his back, I always feel at ease."

Peace of mind?

Yang Nai felt an inexplicable irritation and suffocation in her chest, as if something sharp was blocking it, causing dull pain with every breath she took.

That is not peace of mind, it is chronic poison, arsenic coated in sugar.

Her sister, who was naive and always rude to men, willingly walked into the gentle trap carefully laid by others, step by step, and gave all her trust and dependence to a strange man with unknown identity and ulterior motives without reservation.

"President Lin Qing..."

"The president..."

"With President Lin Qing here, all difficulties seem to be easily resolved..."

In the second half of the diary, this name appears with alarming frequency.

Every word seemed like a key handed to her by Yukino herself, leading to the softest and most vulnerable part of her heart.

And the man named Lin Qing was holding the key without any hesitation, entering the house openly, trampling on her sister's heart, and leaving his dirty mark.

"He seems a little tired. I really want to share some of the burden with him, but I know I'm far from strong enough right now."

Look how considerate and willing to humble yourself.

When had Xue No ever shown such obvious and tender emotions to anyone, including her sister? She always wore a veil of politeness and distance, keeping people at a distance.

Now, she showed such unreserved concern for a man she had only just met.

This made Yang No feel an unprecedented sense of betrayal.

“It was just a simple word of encouragement, but it made me feel powerful.”

Yang Nai's fingers tightened unconsciously, her nails digging deep into the tender flesh of her palm, bringing a faint but clear sting, which made her confused thoughts slightly clearer for a moment.

power?

That's just a more sophisticated and covert form of emotional manipulation.

This makes her mistakenly believe that she is appreciated, valued, and endowed with special significance, thus making her even more devoted and willing to become the most docile and sharpest tool in the man's hands, willing to go through fire and water for him.

The conclusion no longer needs to be described in any words; it is as clear as a brand engraved on the retina.

A scheming man.

A despicable invader named "Lin Qing" emerged from a dark corner out of nowhere.

He used despicable means that Yukinoshita Haruno had never thought of and even disdained to use. Little by little, like a greedy leech, he was ruthlessly stripping away from her world her sister, whom she cherished most and whom she only allowed to be "controlled" and "guided" by him.

He stole Yukino's trust, seized Yukino's dependence, and even... was coveting Yukino's heart, which was as pure as the first snow and not stained by dust.

A strong, cold and sticky jealousy like a venomous snake, mixed with the rage that her cherished treasures had been defiled and her territory had been brazenly invaded, grew wildly, swirled, and roared deep in her heart.

That pretty face that always wore a carefree smile now seemed covered with a thick layer of frost. Deep in the eyes, there was an undercurrent that others could not see, which was enough to swallow up everything.

How could her precious sister, Yukinoshita Haruno, whom she held in her hands, cared for with great care, and occasionally "tease" her as if to do her a favor, guiding her growth, be touched by such a man of unknown origin?

Unforgivable.

Absolutely, absolutely unforgivable.

The playful smile from before returned to Yang Noi's lips silently like a ghost.

Only this time, there was no warmth in that smile anymore. Instead, it was filled with icy venom. It was so beautiful that it made people's heart palpitate, and so dangerous that it made people shudder.

"Lin Qing...is that so?"

She murmured the name softly, the tip of her tongue touching the roof of her mouth playfully, as if she wanted to savor the two words in her mouth, feel their texture, and then crush them fiercely with her teeth and swallow them into her stomach.

"How dare you attack my sister Yukinoshita Haruno..."

Her voice was as gentle as a lover's whisper, and it was particularly clear in the silent room, yet it also carried a chilling chill, like the cold wind blowing through a cemetery in the dead of winter night...

"You are really brave..."

Yang Nai turned around gracefully, stepped barefoot on the cool wooden floor, and walked silently to the window, her sharp eyes cast at the Japanese garden outside the window that was as quiet as water.

It was late at night, everything was silent, only a few sparse stars were twinkling faintly in the distant sky.

But her heart was already turbulent and filled with murderous intent, brewing a storm that could overturn everything.

She took out a simple yet expensive mobile phone from her exquisite little handbag, and her slender fingers slid across the cold screen without any worldly emotion. She accurately found a number that she knew by heart, and then dialed it decisively.

The call was answered respectfully by the other end almost the first second it rang.

"it's me."

Yang Nai's voice was calm without a trace of ripples, as if the woman with a turbulent heart and agitated emotions just now was not herself. She was calm to the point of being cold and ruthless.

"Help me find someone."

There were no unnecessary questions on the other end of the phone, only silence that represented attentively listening.

"An international student at Fengzhiqi High School. His name is Lin Qing."

Her voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable majesty.

"I want all his information. Everything. His family background, his social network, his financial situation, his detailed whereabouts over the past three months, even six months... I can't miss a single clue. I want to know whose scent is mingled with every breath he breathes."

There was a calm and brief response from the other end of the phone, indicating that they understood and would get to it immediately.

"As soon as possible. I don't have much patience."

Yang No added in an unquestionable tone, then cut off the call cleanly without giving the other party any chance to exchange pleasantries or express loyalty.

The phone screen suddenly went dark, revealing her cold and blurry reflection. Her almond-shaped eyes flickered with an unsettling light.

The information would soon flow into her hands from all directions like countless trickles, eventually weaving into an invisible net in front of her pointing to the man named Lin Qing.