After Being Reborn, My Ex-Girlfriend Became Obsessed - Chapter 91

The speed at which trending topics spread was even faster than expected. In just one afternoon, Lin Duxi’s topic had exploded on Weibo.

On her comment sections and fan forums, netizens went wild. Most of them maintained a “just here to watch the drama” attitude, while forum fans tried to maintain order.

Countless people rushed to comment on Lin Duxi’s Weibo account, demanding an explanation. Yet an entire day passed, and there was no sign of her responding—as if Lin Duxi didn’t care about the incident at all.

“Is this really true? Why hasn’t she explained? Trying to sweep it under the rug?”
“With a trending topic this big, she must have seen it. Why is she pretending not to know?”
“I’ve never seen any of Lin Duxi’s relatives before. I don’t even know her family. Doesn’t she usually spend the Spring Festival at the gala? I’ve never seen her rush home like this… Could it really be true?”
“With this incident, is she even going to continue recording Hello, Friend? This show is doomed—one problem just settles, and another pops up. Poor Director Qiao.”

The trending topic continued to soar, and the frenzy even affected An Yu. Many overzealous fans flocked to her account, demanding that she confirm whether it was true.

Meanwhile, Lin Duxi and An Yu’s rivals seized the opportunity to stir trouble, secretly sending paid commenters into the comment sections with lines like:

“Not the same kind of people, can’t mix together.”

Strangely, An Yu didn’t respond at all.

The heat of the topic went completely viral. Marketing accounts were all discussing the event, and some netizens even tracked down the original post to look for clues.

An Yu looked at the messages on her phone with a cold expression. She casually scrolled through, and all she saw were discussions about Lin Duxi.

Annoying.

One hand reached out, snatched the phone from her, and at the same time, a warm body pressed against her.

“Don’t look at this stuff anymore.”

She raised her hand to rub An Yu’s cheek, but An Yu dodged, and she still tried to touch her. After a few struggles, Lin Duxi finally succeeded.

An Yu lowered her gaze, hiding her sadness.

She had already experienced the opinions of people online in her previous life. Amid the overwhelming wave of insults, she thought her tolerance was quite good. But today, seeing so many people say things about Lin Duxi and smear her, she still felt deeply hurt.

Lin Duxi was the bright moon in the sky, an unattainable white light, yet people were maliciously tarnishing her.

She was really angry. An Yu felt tears welling at the corners of her eyes.

“I don’t like it,” An Yu’s voice was hoarse.

Lin Duxi knew exactly why she felt that way. Her heart sank in an instant, tingling all over.

“It should be resolved tonight. The contacts over there just need some time,” Lin Duxi said softly, her fair fingers brushing away the tears at An Yu’s eyes. She held An Yu close, savoring the warmth of this moment.

In recent days, she had been increasingly sleepy, and the visions in her dreams had become clearer. The doubts that had long lingered in her heart were now becoming more certain.

She didn’t feel sad—she felt grateful that if she truly had a second chance at life, she could meet An Yu again in this world and receive her love.

Lin Duxi thought: this was heaven’s way of granting her delusional wish.

She still didn’t fully understand the events in her dreams. Fragmented memories made it impossible to piece together a complete story, but she could feel the profound loneliness and despair that had accompanied almost all of her memories. Even waking from the dream, she still sensed the sorrow.

Lin Duxi’s shoulders slightly trembled, her shoulder blades shivering, and she hugged An Yu tighter.

“Did it come looking for you?” Lin Duxi asked dully.

The past couple of days, the two of them had been staying at Lin Duxi’s home. She had seen all of An Yu’s actions, so the question was only to reassure herself.

An Yu shook her head. Since the last time she entered punishment mode, the system had rarely appeared.

At first, it only made weak threats. Later, after forcibly pulling the machinery in her mind for repairs, it disappeared entirely. Unless An Yu specifically called it, it would appear unwillingly, its mechanical voice sounding fatigued, like a remote-controlled toy running out of battery.

It didn’t want to interact with An Yu. When it did, it only spouted its standard set of lines. Both An Yu and the system maintained a superficial civility.

An Yu had no desire to engage either. The system could no longer threaten her; its punishment mode only gave her pleasant dreams. And after each punishment, An Yu’s normal state made it realize something was wrong, so it hadn’t been used for quite some time.

“That’s good,” Lin Duxi smiled lightly, tightening her embrace around An Yu’s waist.

“How did it find you?” Lin Duxi yawned, nestling into her arms and finding a comfortable spot lazily.

An Yu’s heart skipped a beat. Her mind flashed back to what the system had said when she had just been reborn. The system naturally couldn’t let her speak those words; even if she tried, they would be blocked.

But she suddenly recalled the white dress from her last dream—pure, like the moonlight in the sky.

In her previous life, had Lin Duxi come to see her after she died? Or did Lin Duxi know of her death?

Those events felt distant. How could someone who had already passed know about future events? An Yu thought.

In her previous life, they had no interaction. Perhaps the Lin Duxi who visited her in her dream was an old classmate, or maybe a deceased acquaintance she remembered one night with a sigh.

An Yu was lost in thought for a while, until she heard the calm, even breathing in her arms.

Already asleep again?

An Yu thought she was adorable. Despite exercising in moderation during the day and sleeping relatively early, Lin Duxi always seemed perpetually sleepy.

Then she heard Lin Duxi’s unconscious murmurs, like whispers in the night.

Assuming she was uncomfortable, An Yu wanted to move her back to the bedroom—but Lin Duxi held her even tighter.

“Don’t go… don’t…”

Her voice was so soft that An Yu didn’t hear the end, so she just stayed seated on the sofa, holding her, waiting for her to wake.

She didn’t feel bored. No matter what, she could never get enough of Lin Duxi.

Due to the online trending topic, An Yu and Lin Duxi’s outings were slightly affected, so they spent more time at home—but only for these two days.

At 8 p.m., a paparazzo posted a long article with the hashtag #LinDuxi.

This gave netizens, who were in the middle of the trending uproar, a new angle to discuss.

“Recently, Lin Duxi’s popularity has surged. With such heat, I had to take a look. I’ve been following her family situation for a long time—long before this trending topic broke.”

The post detailed the paparazzo’s research: finding Lin Duxi’s school, interviewing the principal, and discovering that Lin Duxi was an orphan. The writer admitted their disbelief and went to the orphanage mentioned by the principal. There, they found records showing that Lin Duxi had entered the orphanage at the age of six and had never been adopted.

Netizens were stunned.

“An orphan! In an orphanage? Lin Duxi?!”
“I’ve been a fan for five years and had no idea she was an orphan, and a top student at that! My daughter is amazing!”
“I always thought she was busy with work and rarely went home, but she actually doesn’t have a family… sob sob.”
“Just because she’s an orphan, she doesn’t owe her relatives anything! If it were me, I wouldn’t give them a single cent, maybe even slap them each!”
“So angry! So angry!”

Some netizens doubted the photos, claiming they were fake.

“Words alone are not enough; photos can be faked these days. Unless you tell me why Lin Duxi went to the orphanage?”

The paparazzo responded:

“It’s too long ago, I can’t find records. But based on where Lin Duxi lived and her age entering the orphanage, I traced back. A newspaper reported that the house she lived in caught fire when she was six. The homeowners, surnamed Lin, died in the fire.”

“Ah! This must be true, can’t be a coincidence.”

“Summary: Lin Duxi entered the orphanage at six, had no contact with relatives afterward. Years later, once she became successful, her relatives began trying to leech off her.”

The online opinion quickly reversed. Verified events carried more credibility than mere text, and many netizens began questioning the marketing post.

“Since yesterday, people have been insulting her. Finally, someone can speak out. Lin Yongfeng and his son over there are notorious troublemakers. They do nothing but drink all day, and the son learned everything from his father. Back in high school, I often saw him blocking people at school gates demanding money. And now, the marketing post paints them differently.”

Reply 1:

“Really? Words alone aren’t proof, show me evidence!”

“I do have it. He blocked someone at the gate demanding money. I took a photo and reported it to the police. Later, I felt so proud that I never deleted it.” (image.jpg)

Although the image was blurry, it clearly showed a delinquent holding a stick, confronting a student in uniform who had shoes marks on them and crouched, covering their head.

“I’ve hated people like this my whole life! I actually believed these lies!”
“Absolutely despicable. And they have the audacity to demand money from Lin Duxi. I think it’s too kind that she didn’t call the police!”

Half an hour after the public opinion began to improve, another bombshell hit the trending topic:

#Pei Lu’s Crimes#

This time, an insider revealed that Pei Lu had delayed paying employees, was involved in industry misconduct, ran a casino, and was wanted by the police, currently on the run.

The insider confirmed that Pei Lu orchestrated Lin Duxi’s incident, and someone even photographed him drinking with Lin Ze at a bar a few days ago.

After yet another reversal, the police released a statement, providing conclusive evidence.

“Wow!”
“So many scandals! Tonight is clearly a no-sleep, full-gossip night!”
“This guy’s sick. Hope the police catch him soon.”

Netizens were swept along by wave after wave of reversals, while An Yu and Lin Duxi remained completely unaware, wrapped in the warmth of each other’s skin. Lin Duxi loved holding An Yu as she fell asleep.

An Yu resigned herself, cleaning up after Lin Duxi and taking a shower herself once she fell asleep.

When she came out of the bathroom, she saw Lin Duxi’s little face buried under the blanket and couldn’t help but twitch with affection.

Perhaps nighttime encouraged wandering thoughts, or perhaps she just suddenly remembered events from her past life.

“That white dress… was that really you? If it was, why did you come see me? We had no interaction at all.” She sighed, then laughed at herself. “There’s no way Lin Duxi could know.”

She turned off the lights and went to sleep. The comfortable temperature of the room quickly made her drowsy.

Moonlight filtered through the gaps in the window, brushing the curtains, and laying a thin silver veil across the floor.

The blanket on the bed shifted slightly, producing the soft rustle of fabric in the quiet night.

Lin Duxi slowly opened her eyes. Her gaze was darkened by the night, hazy, masking emotions that were hard to discern.

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