After Being Reborn, My Ex-Girlfriend Became Obsessed - Chapter 3

When An Yu got out of the car, she saw Pei Lu glancing in her direction from not too far away. Upon seeing her, he hurriedly stood up and walked toward her, but when passing by, he didn’t even spare her a glance.

“So this is a love-at-first-sight scene,” An Yu mused inwardly.

Looking down at the medicine and the gauze she had been given, she noticed the ointment was brand new, not even opened yet. The cold touch against her fingertips somehow felt burning.

She walked toward the makeup room and collided with a woman in a rush. An Yu’s right foot hit something, and she couldn’t help but hiss softly.

“Sorry,” the woman apologized upon seeing her frown.

An Yu waved it off, and the woman quickened her pace.

Glancing up, An Yu saw that the woman seemed to be heading toward Lin Duxi’s trailer. She must be her assistant—but why was she in such a hurry?

Her phone suddenly rang in her pocket, interrupting her thoughts. She picked it up and saw an unfamiliar number.

“Hello?” she said, puzzled.

“An Yu! Guess where I am!” The voice on the other end was excited, almost cracking.

“Shiyu! You’re back!” An Yu felt a surge of excitement. Shiyu had been her good friend in high school, but after Shiyu went abroad, they had gradually lost touch. A call like this, so playful, could only mean Shiyu was returning.

“Come on, that was too easy! Anyway, I’m back in the country the day after tomorrow. Want to have a little gathering? The class monitor and others are preparing a welcome gift—a mini high school reunion. Do you want to come?” Shiyu suggested, a hint of cautiousness hidden in her tone.

An Yu paused, then smiled. “The day after tomorrow… I have work, so probably not…”

“Oh, it’s fine, you don’t have to come to a high school reunion. But remember, when we have a one-on-one meal, no matter how important your work is, you must come.”

An Yu smiled and agreed, “Okay, I won’t let you down, Shiyu.”

After hanging up, An Yu let out a soft sigh, wiped the fine sweat from her forehead, and prepared to leave—it was really hot today.

【Host, you don’t actually have work the day after tomorrow. Why lie?】 the system suddenly spoke.

“How did you get out? You didn’t respond when I called you earlier. Now you’re eavesdropping on someone’s privacy?” An Yu retorted.

【This doesn’t count as eavesdropping—you were revived by me. Why not attend? If luck is on your side, you might meet the female lead.】 The system seemed determined to ask.

An Yu felt a headache coming on from its chatter and said, “Pretending to be close with a group of people I haven’t been familiar with for years is exhausting. I just want to rest.”

She hadn’t been close to those people in high school, and she didn’t feel like attending. Besides, from what she knew about Lin Duxi, she probably wouldn’t go either.

The system fell silent once it got an answer, unsure if it satisfied it.

Still, the call stirred up An Yu’s long-buried high school memories. She began thinking about what she had done back then, though it was so long ago that all she could remember were the grueling early morning exams. She had always preferred staying home.

In the afternoon, the assistant director Zhao Fang returned, covered in dust and looking miserable. The director vented all his pent-up anger at him, shouting so loudly that the entire crew could hear.

An Yu quietly watched from a corner. When she accidentally met Zhao Fang’s poisonous gaze, she stopped breathing for a moment but continued on as if nothing had happened, secretly deciding to find evidence of his wrongdoing as soon as possible.

That evening, after taking a shower, she checked the time. It was still early. She stepped out of her room, noticed the TV on the side, and went to the water dispenser for a glass of water before heading back.

She remembered that in the original schedule, her final shooting scene was supposed to take place the day after the drama was universally criticized online. Last time, because of the online backlash, the director hurriedly had her film a scene and rush off, leaving behind only artificial snow scattered on the ground.

Eventually, the drama wasn’t aired, and she lost all her earnings.

This time, nothing like that happened. Moreover, her final scene, which should have been completed in the morning, was delayed until noon because the male lead wasn’t in a proper state. The director, unwilling to anger his cash cow, coaxed him repeatedly, so An Yu could only hope to finish in the afternoon.

When the shoot was finally over, An Yu understood the real reason behind Pei Lu’s distraction.

“What? Lin Duxi is back on set? I must be the luckiest person alive to see her so many times!”

“I heard she came because of her company’s talent, taking care of the new actor. I want to work at her company too.”

“You don’t really believe that, do you?”

“You know the inside story?”

Hearing her, everyone perked up. An Yu’s curiosity was piqued as well.

“Didn’t you notice? Our male lead was offline all morning. Think about it carefully.”

“Oh my god, you’re kidding! They must have hit it off quickly.”

“Besides that, what else could explain it? I don’t believe she came twice just to check on a newbie.”

“But now that you mention it, they do seem like a good match, a perfect couple. I’m starting to ship them.”

【Host, do you see it? This is the sense of destiny between the male and female leads. Anyone standing there—even an NPC—will ship them.】 The system suddenly appeared, startling An Yu.

An Yu: “……”

Passing by the surveillance monitor, she saw Lin Duxi surrounded by a group of people, chatting casually with the director while others nodded along.

If she greeted Lin Duxi now and she didn’t hear, it would be awkward, so An Yu decided to leave quickly.

“Teacher An.”

An Yu stopped and turned toward them. “Lin, what a coincidence.”

Lin Duxi smiled. “Are you going to eat?”

“Our team is heading to a meal, An Yu. Do you want to join?” the director suggested.

An Yu glanced at the director, then caught Lin Duxi’s subtle smile out of the corner of her eye. It was familiar, the same polite expression she used with strangers. Her eyes returned to the director, smiling politely. “Sorry, I need to organize my things. The props team is collecting them.”

The director sighed. “Alright then,” but there was joy in his tone.

An Yu looked at the group and signaled her departure before turning away.

Lin Duxi instinctively wanted to stand up as she watched An Yu leave, but in the next moment, her assistant blocked her from moving. She stared at An Yu’s back, her expression shadowed.

An Yu organized her character’s belongings, packed them, and sent them to the props team. Passing the surveillance monitor again, she saw the area was already empty.

She stretched her shoulders, went to get her boxed lunch, only to be told that today’s lunch was prepared by Lin Duxi’s team, and her portion had already been given to her assistant.

An Yu raised an eyebrow, and on her way back, asked Xia Song why no one had told her.

Xia Song said, “I thought you went out with the director and team. I was just about to message you about the lunch.”

“Into your stomach, huh?” An Yu joked while opening her lunch box.

Sweet and sour pork ribs, spicy diced chicken, tiger-skin green peppers… An Yu was a little stunned. She doubted her eyes and opened her soup: corn and pork rib soup.

Everything was her favorite dishes.

“Xia Song, what’s in your lunch?”

“Ah, um… shredded potatoes, chicken with greens, and a chicken leg. Why, An Yu?”

An Yu shook her head. After so many years, she almost forgot what she liked to eat—Lin Duxi couldn’t possibly remember. It must be a coincidence.

An Yu’s final scene was finally filmed at night. The crew sent her their precious blessings.

Dragging her suitcase out of Hengdian, she saw Lin Duxi.

“Lin, what a coincidence.”

Lin Duxi stood in the shadows. Upon hearing her, she stepped forward, allowing An Yu to see her clearly.

“What is it?” An Yu asked.

“An Yu, did you watch the awards ceremony last night?” Lin Duxi asked, her eyes flickering as if holding back tears.

“No,” An Yu replied.

“Oh.” Lin Duxi lowered her head, standing still, as if An Yu’s answer had hurt her and extinguished any hope.

Seeing her do nothing, An Yu dragged her suitcase past, and Lin Duxi reached out and grabbed it. An Yu turned, puzzled.

“Safe travels,” Lin Duxi said softly, her features relaxed and gentle.

“Thanks,” An Yu replied.

The next day, it was drizzling, even though it had been sunny yesterday.

An Yu wore a black trench coat and went to a flower shop that she remembered was still open, buying two bouquets of chrysanthemums. She took a taxi to a suburban cemetery.

She walked familiar paths to two graves, each marked with smiling, kind photos of her parents, as if pleased to see her. She gently placed the flowers before the tombstones, only to notice that two bouquets were already there.

She quickly looked around. No one else was in the cemetery. Who had placed these flowers? Her parents’ friends had long lost contact, and she had no siblings. Could it be the person who pushed her? But that was still two years away—impossible.

Perhaps it was cemetery staff.

After leaving the cemetery, she didn’t go home but went to a villa area on the other side of the city. She entered the password at the main gate and made her way to a closed villa.

This had been her home for eighteen years, the warmest place in her memory. She had acquired it when the company went bankrupt.

She hadn’t visited this place after her death last time. Thinking of this, she opened the door and entered.

Having been abandoned for years, the furniture was covered in thick dust under white cloths. Walking stirred up clouds of dust, making her cough continuously. She reached her parents’ room and stopped, pushing open the door.

The room remained as before. Since their departure, she hadn’t entered. She lifted the cloth off a framed photo and saw her smiling family. Tears streamed down her face.

The villa had no electricity; the room was pitch-black until she could no longer see the furnishings. She then left.

Her phone suddenly rang inside her coat. She patted her numb legs and checked the incoming call.

“Shiyu, what’s wrong?”

“An Yu, Lin Duxi got drunk. Can you go pick her up?”

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