They are still close to me today despite their negative feelings

"Hurry up, hurry up, I'm scared because I can't see anything!" she kept urging, but she didn't open her eyes—it seemed that if I didn't do something, I was going to just keep going like this.

With a sigh, I reached out and gently patted her cheek with the back of my hand.

"Okay, okay, please stop this shameful play, I'm begging you."

In my past life, I didn't have much contact with BDSM. At most, I would stand by and watch when they were playing, both stimulating the customers' desire to be spied on and helping to keep an eye on things to prevent any major incidents—so this kind of pretend play makes me feel a bit awkward now.

"...So, can we make up now?"

An Yu opened her eyes, her vision blurry with tears, and looked at me timidly.

"Okay, no problem, I don't care at all. It's getting late, I'll go first..."

"Ah! You looked away again, that won't do!"

Suddenly, my face was cupped in the hands of a young girl.

"Yes! Okay! Okay! Answer! Otherwise, you can hit me again, or I'll kneel down and apologize again!"

"Please spare me, really! The food in the detention center is awful! The rice is either undercooked or mushy, even the vegetables are wilted and yellow, and the meat tastes like a dishcloth."

"...How would you know such a thing?!"

Amidst our banter, my helpless gaze finally met the girl's smiling eyes, which were like crescent moons in the sky.

"...Really, aren't you ashamed to do something like this?"

"I'm so shy, can't you just tell me already?!"

I felt my cheeks were about to be twisted and pressed, so I quickly raised my hands.

"I surrender, I understand. It's okay, it's okay, I accept the apology."

"—But Miss An Yu, why do I feel like my face hasn't been released?"

"Even though it was all my fault this time, Ning Ruoyu, you still have something you owe me. I haven't heard your answer yet."

"There's a bad woman. Can I call the police now?"

"The police won't believe you."

"...Okay, okay, I got it. I'm also sorry, I'll try to use that lazy approach less often in the future."

"Hehe, very good, very good, very good girl~"

An Yu finally stopped, satisfied, and even patted my hair triumphantly at the end.

...This guy's true personality is actually quite annoying.

"So, do I need to help you get closer to the class monitor?"

"Huh? What do you mean by 'getting closer'?"

An Yu's eyes widened.

"Hey, class monitor, you haven't forgotten, have you? Chen Di!" I was stunned.

Why do you think we have any connection?

“I feel like you can interact normally with the class monitor now. You even asked him for help today, didn’t you? I’m wondering if we don’t need to continue this agreement.”

This way we can reduce the opportunities to spend time together; a secret pact is too much trouble. Secrets are always special, and special things easily lead to ambiguity.

Although the atmosphere during the Cold War was terrible, I don't like the current atmosphere with An Yu either—it always feels like we've gotten ourselves into some serious trouble.

"Hey, I didn't actually think of that at the time," An Yu said, as if suddenly realizing something. "It's okay, they all know that notebook is mine anyway."

"Oh, I sensed that beforehand. Chen Di guessed it, right?"

I have no doubt that Chen Di could guess the owner of the notebook, but I am indeed curious as to why even Xu Xingxin knew.

"No, because I told them directly later."

"Oh... um! Hmm?!"

I choked badly on the air I inhaled.

"What's wrong? Are you alright?" An Yu quickly patted my back.

I'm okay, it's just that my newly grown brain cells died a little too early.

"Why? Aren't you embarrassed?"

"Actually, it's better than I thought! I feel much better after saying it out loud! And the class monitor and Xu Xingxin both agree that you're a good person!"

"I really have to thank them for me! And what the hell is the logic behind all this?!"

I always felt that at some point, my conversations with An Yu were no longer on the same wavelength, and what frightened me was that the more I tried to tune in, the more I felt that I had a fundamental misunderstanding.

"The logic is very simple... it's an apology alliance, and then they asked me why I had to make up with you. I said you're a great person who took the initiative to help me with the laptop issue."

An Yu wore an expression that seemed perfectly natural.

"That was a first-person novel I wrote, imitating my idol's writing style! I even used the class monitor as the male protagonist model. If it weren't for your help, it would have been so embarrassing if Hu Dan and the others had found out."

...Aaaaaaah, a complete misunderstanding has occurred!!!

Next chapter preview:

"...Although I don't plan to watch it, thank you for spoiling everything so thoroughly."

"What does this have to do with me?"

The voice didn't seem to come from anyone I already knew.

"What a coincidence! It's been so long!"

Chapter Twenty: Negative Impressions Still Follow Us Like a Shadow

If my life were a novel.

In that instant, I must have quickly used the search function in Word to confirm something.

...Damn it, it seems I was the only one who dared to call this notebook a "diary" from beginning to end. But An Yu, Chen Di, and even Xu Xingxin always referred to it as a "notebook."

...Xu Xingxin seemed to have something else he wanted to say at the time?

I was drenched in sweat after quickly searching my memory.

Don't go on playing word games just because the Chinese language is profound and complex!

"So, this isn't some kind of heartbeat diary?"

"Diary? No, no, that's impossible!"

An Yu blushed and waved her hands.

"How could anyone write such a shameless diary! Stealing and stalking are also illegal acts!"

Even now, you still dare to talk to me about illegal activities! Because of this notebook, I've been doing things that have been blatantly skirting the edge of the law!

Seeing me fall silent, An Yu seemed to remember something and took out a book with a light blue cover from her bag.

"Look, look, this is it! It's Ping Qiuyue's 'The Moonlight Tonight Is Like Last Night,' it's super good!!"

The cover simply shows a desk with a bouquet of flowers, with moonlight falling like silver sand, making everything hazy in the night, creating a dreamlike atmosphere with a touch of melancholy blues.

"Whether it's the female lead's panic when she first realizes she's fallen for the male lead, or her determination to face the secret he carries with her, the psychological descriptions and action details are all very well done! I especially recommend the scene where they break free from the organization of the past..."

Under An Yu's imposing aura, I subconsciously took the book.

"Then, in the end, the male lead was stabbed by that bad woman. However, the ending is open-ended, so there are many analysis posts online saying that the male lead should actually be fine in the end!"

"...Although I don't plan to watch it, thank you for spoiling everything so thoroughly."

"Hey? No, no, look, look, it's really good!"

An Yu tried to push my hand away as I was about to return the book.

Unable to persuade her otherwise, I had no choice but to put the book in my bag.

"So what does this have to do with your laptop?"

"I'm studying Ping Qiuyue's writing style. It's a short story I wrote myself, a suspenseful tragedy about blind love!"

"You? A suspenseful tragedy?" I looked at her suspiciously, and was punched several times in quick succession.

"Wow, you! I did pretty well in humanities, and someone even said the text looked familiar, she'd read 'The Moonlight Tonight Is Like Last Night' too!"

I thought about it carefully.

It seems that someone did mention that phrase at the time, but I thought they were referring to the handwriting.

...The profoundness of the Chinese language has really caused me a lot of trouble.

"So why did you ask me to help you get closer to the class monitor?"

"I can't imagine what a male lead should be like, but I can't really imagine what he'd be like chatting with his friends in private. He's not even that close to the class monitor, so I can't just ask him directly, can I?"

An Yu tilted his head.

"You shouldn't ask others for favors without a deep and trusting relationship. That's common sense in interpersonal relationships, Ning Ruoyu."

When did it become your place to talk about common sense?! Your concept of common sense has been a complete mess from the very beginning, hasn't it?!

"But now I feel like everything is fine. More importantly, I've come to terms with it!"

"I've become withdrawn," I sighed softly.

"Don't be withdrawn, don't be withdrawn. I'll treat you to spicy snacks—I bought them with my own money, you know?"

"So all your usual snacks are..."

I paused for a moment, then met her gaze.

"No way, your usual snacks aren't all..."

I stepped back slightly, preparing to contact the nerdy girl in the library wearing a nightcap. There's a Marisa here.

"certainly not!"

"I haven't said anything yet?"

Your expression was already very rude!

An Yu said angrily.

"My dad gives me all my snacks! Hey, stop interrupting me, I haven't finished yet."

"Oh, then go on, but try to keep it brief."

I took the spicy snack and glanced at the time. Oh well, I'll wait for her to finish, for the sake of the snack. Anyway, it'll be over once she's done... It won't kill the world if it takes a little longer.

"Um, keep it simple, uh..."

"I need to go home and do laundry. You can't sum it up, so how about next time? Or rather, I'd love to say next time, definitely next time."

I urged him on.

"To put it simply, I've realized that Hu Dan and the others are wrong! It's okay if they're different from the others, so I'm no longer going to pretend that I like the class monitor among them."

"That's all for today's gossip. Is it too late for me to back out now? I feel like the earth is about to explode."

"What the hell?! Even I wouldn't believe that excuse for leaving. Do you really think I'm an idiot?!"

An Yu desperately grabbed my sleeve as I tried to get up, "Ahhh, don't go! You made me summarize this!!! And I only told you about this, you're not allowed to leave!!!!"

"Let go!!! I'll bang my head against a wall until I lose my memory, and then we'll go our separate ways and never see each other again!"

...Perhaps influenced by the current atmosphere of my life, I argued with this guy like an idiot for a while, and finally sat back down under the kind eyes of the other people in the park.

He's been outplayed in Go his whole life, and now he's ruined his reputation in his later years.

"So what?! How could anyone be so rude? I've told you all my secrets and worries, okay? Isn't Ning Ruoyu being incredibly disrespectful to a young girl's feelings?"

"The person who just squatted down and pulled me to the ground like a spoiled child dares to talk about having a girlish heart..." I patted my soiled school uniform.

I dodged the rain and escaped the kidnapping, but in the end, this piece of clothing still has to gloriously join the laundry basket. Life is so unpredictable and absurd.

"That's because you really want to run!"

By the way, An Yu is still holding onto my sleeve and won't let go.

"Your simplified version is too scary. Leave the girl's worries to her own devices. I really can't get involved."

Just thinking about the way Hu Dan looks at me makes me feel like she's amplifying her sadistic tendencies every second. A level 3 counter-imprint target has no room for communication, right?