After Being Reborn, My Ex-Girlfriend Became Obsessed - Chapter 35
After being encouraged by An Yu, Xie An’an felt like she was full of energy, practically pumped up, and started charging up the mountain trail with her backpack. She kept moving forward silently and determinedly. When she finally began to feel a little tired, she stopped and looked back. By then, An Yu and Lin Duxi had completely disappeared from view.
Xie An’an panted lightly and tiptoed to look downward, finally spotting a figure. Her heart lifted with joy—but when the figure came closer, she saw…
It was the sweating camerawoman.
Xie An’an: “…Oh, it’s the camerawoman.”
The staff member, bending over and panting heavily, still maintained her professional composure, holding the camera toward Xie An’an. Xie An’an unzipped her jacket a little and sat down on a stone bench, sighing in relief.
“Xie… Teacher, your physical fitness is really impressive.”
[Xie An’an hahaha, she climbed the mountain and left her camerawoman behind hahaha.]
[The camerawoman couldn’t keep up with Xie An’an’s pace earlier, it’s so cute. Did anyone record it? I want to see!]
[Wow, Xie An’an is so strong. I’ve climbed Baixi Mountain before, and she’s already near the summit after just an hour of brisk walking—barely even out of breath!]
Xie An’an felt a little guilty and helped the camerawoman up. She then took out a tissue to gently wipe the sweat from her forehead.
“Sorry, why didn’t you call me to stop earlier?”
Camerawoman: “I did call, but you didn’t hear. Earlier, both Yu Fei and Feng Zhinian tried calling you too, but you didn’t turn back—you just kept moving forward.”
Xie An’an had been feeling guilty about her words, but when she heard this, her ears immediately perked up.
“You said what?”
The camerawoman took the water Xie An’an handed her and looked at the empty trail behind.
“Actually, it’s not just earlier… you had already overtaken Teacher Yu Fei and Teacher Feng Zhinian while climbing. Even when they called, you didn’t hear and just kept going forward.”
Even if she had heard them, she likely wouldn’t have stopped. After all, the calls from earlier were heart-wrenching enough to pierce the soul, the camerawoman thought.
Hearing this, Xie An’an just smiled brightly. Her smile was so radiant that not only the online viewers but even the camerawoman was left stunned.
She stood up, wiped her sweat, and looked back again. Seeing that An Yu and Lin Duxi were still nowhere in sight, she felt a wave of exhilaration thinking of the two at the foot of the mountain.
Then, she looked at the camerawoman, who was resting on the stone bench. Seeing she wasn’t too tired, Xie An’an slung her backpack back on.
“Let’s keep going—let’s surpass Pei Lu!” Her heart reignited with determination.
Now, as long as An Yu and Lin Duxi could surpass those two, they were guaranteed to succeed!
Meanwhile, the painkiller gradually took effect, and Lin Duxi’s body was no longer as weak as before. She tilted her head toward An Yu. That person, supporting much of her weight, had sweat beading on her forehead, and seeing her like this sparked a warm, sweet feeling in Lin Duxi, along with an involuntary frown of concern.
No matter how much she craved An Yu’s presence, at this moment, seeing her work so hard for her stirred a protective instinct.
Even if she had to exert herself, it shouldn’t be right now.
“An Yu,” she said, pressing her body against her, greedily soaking in her embrace.
“I’m almost recovered—An Yu, please let me go.” Her face pressed against An Yu’s jacket, her voice muffled.
At this, An Yu halted her steps, tilted her head to look at Lin Duxi, who raised her eyes to meet hers. The faint weakness in her eyes had vanished.
It seemed as she said—Lin Duxi genuinely smiled at her, a gentle glimmer in her beautiful eyes.
An Yu turned: “I don’t believe you.”
“You’re an actress, and acting comes naturally to you. I wouldn’t be able to tell if you were faking. To be safe, I’ll let you support me a bit more.”
As she spoke, An Yu suppressed her own longing, not even realizing she was excusing herself in her own mind.
“An Yu.” Lin Duxi suddenly smiled, amused by her thought. The hand not hooked around her gently reached for An Yu’s wrist, guiding her hand toward her forehead.
“Look, An Yu, there’s no sweat on my forehead anymore. I’m really feeling much better. Let me go, let’s walk together—faster this time.”
Her dark pupils were full of clear, sincere emotion, softening An Yu’s heart.
“Really?” An Yu asked stubbornly.
Lin Duxi curved her lips and, with an even more earnest expression than before, said: “I will never lie to you, An Yu.” Her gaze was clear and filled with unyielding determination.
An Yu, scorched by her intense gaze, tilted her head and lowered Lin Duxi’s arm. “I’ll trust you… for now.” The tips of her ears warmed unconsciously.
Lin Duxi couldn’t help but smile, her eyes like water, waves of emotion rippling within.
“Then let’s go, An Yu. We can’t lose to them.” She boldly reached for An Yu’s hand, this time holding it firmly. The warmth of their touch melted into rising feelings of love.
An Yu let her hold her hand, watching her figure walking ahead, wrapped in thick clothing, almost glowing in her eyes. A warmth crept into her gaze.
[Looking at their backs, I suddenly feel like crying.]
[Are they not a couple yet?]
[When Lin Duxi said she would never lie to An Yu, that’s a confession, right? Right?!]
[There’s definitely something between them. Their gaze just now melted me!]
[Pure art! This is perfection! (faints)]
They walked for a while. An Yu kept observing Lin Duxi. Seeing that she truly felt as she said, her heart gradually relaxed.
Soon, they spotted a stone bench ahead. An Yu, considering Lin Duxi’s condition, wanted to rest for a bit. Lin Duxi, however, wiped her sweat, eyes shining, and urged her to keep moving.
An Yu, caught up in her excitement, occasionally asked if she felt uncomfortable.
Lin Duxi shook her head, smiling, but her heart was completely captured by An Yu’s concern.
Her An Yu—just a little care made her uncontrollably want to stay close, to touch, to fully merge with her.
Lin Duxi’s dark eyes deepened, hiding a private intensity. She tightened her grip on An Yu’s hand. An Yu noticed but quickly shifted her gaze forward, unusually keeping her palm connected to Lin Duxi’s.
Ahead, several figures appeared—it was Yu Fei and Feng Zhinian.
They were stunned to see An Yu and Lin Duxi together.
Yu Fei and Feng Zhinian: “How come you two are walking together?”
An Yu shrugged casually, not bothering to answer their foolish question. Lin Duxi looked at her gently, her eyes melting into water as her pale knuckles brushed An Yu’s palm lightly—a ticklish gesture, seemingly scolding her, yet lacking any real force.
Then, she slowly looked at the two men, eyes calm, saying:
“I walk slowly; An Yu is walking with me.”
Yu Fei and Feng Zhinian: “…An Yu is really nice, haha.” Their attitude had changed drastically.
An Yu’s eyes remained forward, but she paid attention to the interaction between Lin Duxi and the two, her heart stirred by her previous impressions and Lin Duxi’s tone.
“Let’s go,” An Yu said, turning to Lin Duxi.
Lin Duxi, ready to respond, instead replied gently: “Okay, I’ll follow An Yu.”
An Yu smiled, her agitation instantly soothed, leaving only the cool mountain breeze.
They ran swiftly past Yu Fei and Feng Zhinian, leaving the two stunned, staring after their retreating figures.
“Chase them! They passed us—we’ll be last!”
“I can’t… breathe… just wait, we’ll catch up. Don’t worry.”
An Yu and Lin Duxi continued forward. After surpassing Yu Fei and Feng Zhinian earlier, and seeing that even after all that effort, Xie An’an’s figure wasn’t in sight, An Yu grew more confident about the scene on the ground.
“Let’s drink some water, rest a few minutes, then keep going,” An Yu said to the panting Lin Duxi. She herself was drenched in sweat.
Lin Duxi tried her old trick to get An Yu to wait, but this time An Yu avoided it. She reluctantly sat on the bench.
An Yu took out the thermos, opened the lid, blew on the steam, and handed it to Lin Duxi, who sipped the brown sugar water carefully.
An Yu then searched the backpack for remaining heat packs. Spotting her thermos nearby, she grabbed it, took a sip to soothe her dry throat, and stowed it back—without pausing once.
Lin Duxi watched her, lips pressed lightly. The sweetness of the brown sugar water spread through her taste buds and limbs.
An Yu tore open the heat pack, waiting for it to warm. During this, she noticed Lin Duxi subconsciously frown.
Startled, she looked at her:
“Is it starting to hurt again?”
Lin Duxi was startled; her expression faltered.
An Yu reached for her forehead. Even after walking for so long under the blazing sun with thick clothes, Lin Duxi’s body was slightly chilled. If she hadn’t noticed just now, would Lin Duxi have kept pretending nothing was wrong and walked the whole way?
An Yu inhaled deeply, stifling the bitterness in her heart, and handed over the heat pack.
“Apply it quickly. Let’s go to the hospital.” Her voice was slightly flustered.
Just as she stood, Lin Duxi grasped her wrist, the cool touch brushing her skin like a soft breeze.
“An Yu, just a little further. We’ll be at the top soon, okay?” She looked at her, eyes full of plea. Anyone would soften at this, ready to agree.
She stared at Lin Duxi, the emotions in her eyes making it hard to read. Gently shaking An Yu’s wrist, she tried to persuade her.
An Yu only smiled: “Lin Duxi, why are you so eager to climb? Don’t you know your own body?” Her tone was serious, almost scolding.
Lin Duxi slowly lowered her head, like a little cat being scolded, pitiful. After a moment, she looked up, eyes misty, sparkling with unshed tears, gazing at An Yu as if she were her entire world.
“Because… I don’t want to disappoint you again, An Yu.”
Apologies everyone for being late. To make up, I’m sending red envelopes (love).