After Being Reborn, My Ex-Girlfriend Became Obsessed - Chapter 46

Xie An’an’s words got stuck in her throat. Her gaze shifted from An Yu to Lin Duxi. Seeing that neither of them said anything, she subconsciously straightened up—after all, as an outsider, she had no reason to feel guilty.

Members from different groups weren’t allowed to switch positions. In the end, it was the production team’s twisted sense of fun: once you were assigned to a group, you had to “operate” your CP (couple pairing) fully for these three days and two nights.

An Yu couldn’t tell if Qiao Qingzhou really intended it this way, or if it was because the system forcibly set the world rules. She looked at Lin Duxi, who had become the focus of everyone’s attention, then silently turned her gaze away.

Lin Duxi didn’t react much. She politely smiled at everyone as usual, revealing nothing of her true thoughts.

An Yu felt an inexplicable irritation bubbling inside her.

The whole afternoon was spent setting up tents. The production team assumed such a simple task wouldn’t take long, and they had prepared many small games to liven up the mood afterward—but none of that had been needed yet. Qiao Qingzhou looked speechless.

Netizens in the live chat couldn’t help but comment:

• • “Why does setting up a tent take so long? I feel like jumping in to help them finish it myself.”

• • “Yu Fei, do you know why your tent keeps tilting? Look at your frame—are there empty parts left out?”

• • “Watching them makes me speechless. I’ll just leave my butt here and come back when they’re done.”

• • “Feels like nothing fun is coming up next, and there’s no interaction between An Yu and Lin Duxi.”

• • “Don’t be sad! We can just imagine a little scene where Lin secretly gets jealous.”

An Yu was relatively fast at setting up tents. Plus, Xie An’an had previously enjoyed hiking, so the two of them quickly finished their tent. When An Yu stood up and regained her focus, Lin Duxi’s tent was already half done.

Unlike the others, Lin Duxi had her own tent. She patiently hammered stakes into the ground, her long black hair cascading down like ink.

An Yu’s mind involuntarily recalled Lin Duxi’s expression when she heard “tent” at noon—she couldn’t shake it from her head. She turned her face away, unwilling to look.

“Xie An’an,” she wanted to ask her to go help Lin Duxi with her tent.

Xie An’an was sitting on the grass, catching her breath while looking at the flowing river nearby, her eyes sparkling. “There must be fish in this river! Catching one would be delicious. I remember last time… ah, An Yu, were you calling me?”

An Yu: “…I think the director said there’s a fishing rod.”

Xie An’an scrambled to her feet, leaving only the sight of her running away.

An Yu turned back and once again caught sight of Lin Duxi sitting on the grass, head bowed in concentration. Her tent was more complex than theirs, and she was staring blankly at a particular spot.

An Yu quietly realized what Lin Duxi had been thinking. She rose and moved Lin Duxi’s tent to a drier spot near her own. Lin Duxi still smiled at her.

There was minimal communication between them, but their hands worked with perfect tacit understanding. Netizens watching online were screaming in excitement: “So sweet! I’m full just watching!” Yet neither the two of them nor the netizens noticed that someone had been observing them the whole time.

A barbecue grill was set up in the open area. The production team said they had hidden charcoal somewhere there, and each group needed to find it before using it.

Another old “team cooperation” project awaited. An Yu didn’t want to go but had no choice but to follow.

Xie An’an was excited as they walked. “I went to get the fishing rod from Director Qiao. She told me to check the car over there, and guess what I found? Several brand-new tents! So she said we each get one!”

An Yu internally groaned. Sleeping in the same tent as Lin Duxi, dismantling the CP she’d rooted for—doing it herself was practically suicidal.

An Yu’s ears twitched as she heard familiar footsteps moving away from the two of them. Lin Duxi must have heard them too, she thought.

Lin Duxi hadn’t gone far when staff called her over and whispered something. Lin Duxi then left with them. An Yu assumed it was some secret task and didn’t think much of it as she continued walking through the forest.

The area was a relatively flat meadow, backed by forest. Compared to Bo Mi Mountain, this mountain had a much lower elevation. The production team had explored beforehand, ensuring no danger.

An Yu and Xie An’an walked through the forest, sunlight streaming through the leaves, birds and cicadas chirping melodiously.

“I went with friends to an unknown mountain abroad. It was difficult to climb, but the scenery was amazing,” Xie An’an chatted absentmindedly.

“I don’t think there’s anything here. I’ll go check over there,” An Yu said. Xie An’an nodded and kept walking ahead.

An Yu reached another path with dense thorns, needing to dodge constantly. Unfortunately, she accidentally scratched her hand on a thorn, causing a deep wound and bleeding profusely.

An Yu: “Teacher, you should go back and bandage it. The wound is serious.”

Initially, the camera crew member didn’t want to leave, but after An Yu persuaded her and seeing netizens’ worried comments, she reluctantly ran back to get treated.

An Yu continued her walk alone, occasionally scanning for charcoal on the ground. She didn’t know whether Lin Duxi had finished her task, but Lin Duxi kept entering her thoughts.

Shaking her head, she tried to push Lin Duxi out of her mind. Slowly, the space Lin Duxi occupied in her thoughts diminished.

A shadow appeared in the dense forest ahead. An Yu’s mind raced through every possible danger. Nervous, she turned to leave.

“An Yu.” Pei Lu called, standing nearby with no camera crew in sight, seemingly waiting just for her.

An Yu turned: “You’re looking for me?”

Neither moved. After a short while, she heard Pei Lu’s low laugh, harsh and grating.

He walked up to her, eyes full of disdain. “An Yu, you’ve been clinging to Lin Duxi all this time. Are you addicted to being her dog?”

His words stabbed at her heart. Anger surged up from her chest. She stared at him and suddenly smiled. “I am indeed Lin Duxi’s dog. And I’m happy being her dog. She’s happy too. What’s wrong with being addicted? But to her, you are nothing.”

Pei Lu’s pupils widened. He hadn’t expected her to be so shameless. He drew a sharp breath, recoiling slightly. “So pathetic… Does she even like you?”

He always assumed he’d be the one Lin Duxi liked. But An Yu found the thought disgusting.

“She doesn’t like me. She won’t like me…” An Yu paused suddenly, then continued calmly, emphasizing: “And she will never like you.”

Her words struck Pei Lu like a powder keg. His face flushed red, eyes wide, and he stepped forward, the oppressive aura of a “main character” pressing down on her spine.

An Yu’s mind whirled, the system reacting violently. Pain and dizziness overwhelmed her. She wished she could truly become a dog—a rabid dog—and sink her teeth into him, never letting go.

Pei Lu saw the fury in her eyes, while memories of Lin Duxi and An Yu together drove his jealousy to a peak. Those moments should have been his and Lin Duxi’s—only An Yu had arrived first. His anger faded slightly, replaced with scorn.

“Going from a rich young lady to an ordinary person overnight must feel awful,” he sneered.

An Yu froze. “What young lady?”

Seeing her momentary shock, Pei Lu smirked and continued to wound her heart mercilessly.

“All these years, your family is gone. You’ve been surviving on your own—it’s tough, isn’t it? If I were you, I’d hide and stop bringing disaster to others. Seeing you like this is laughable.”

An Yu’s face betrayed slight panic, but she forced composure. “What do you mean?”

“Don’t pretend. You went to high school with Lin Duxi, didn’t you? And you’re a bankrupt young lady…”

Before he could finish, someone suddenly appeared and punched him squarely in the face.

Lin Duxi, eyes red, fists clenched, stared down at Pei Lu, who rolled on the ground clutching his face. An Yu was startled, brain fogged from the pain, and instinctively ran to hug Lin Duxi’s slender waist.

Lin Duxi trembled, her blood pumping into her fists. She had used all her strength in that punch. Pei Lu rolled painfully before eventually lying still, suffering from the blow.

An Yu held her tightly. Her chest pressed against Lin Duxi’s back, warmth radiating into her. Lin Duxi’s trembling gradually ceased.

An Yu took Lin Duxi’s clenched fist and gently pried her fingers apart, then gripped them firmly.

Pei Lu opened his eyes to see An Yu and Lin Duxi holding hands tightly, embracing. Their gaze swept over him from top to bottom, and the pain on his face intensified.

Having expended so much strength, Lin Duxi now leaned weakly against An Yu.

An Yu rested her head on Lin Duxi’s shoulder. With a slight lift, Lin Duxi could have kissed her. She gently raised her head, stopping near An Yu’s ear.

“Let’s go back,” she whispered.

An Yu’s faint hope went unfulfilled but she didn’t mind. “Mm.”

The two turned, hands still intertwined, walking out of the dense forest together.

As their feet touched the grass, An Yu’s clouded mind began to clear. Everything that had happened in the forest felt like a dream. She lifted her foot but felt her hand pulled.

“My hand hurts,” Lin Duxi said softly, looking down.

An Yu couldn’t help but smile. The insult from Pei Lu vanished entirely. She gently massaged Lin Duxi’s delicate fingers. Even though Lin Duxi didn’t say anything, she didn’t stop. An Yu felt she had forgotten something important.

Suddenly, her waist was grabbed tightly. Lin Duxi held her firmly, unable to resist brushing against her hair, whispering hoarsely near her ear:

“An Yu isn’t my dog. I am.”

A dog that once chose An Yu and would never let go, holding on with madness.

Two mad dogs.

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