After Being Reborn, My Ex-Girlfriend Became Obsessed - Chapter 92

The system finally appeared while Pei Lu was being wanted. The moment it manifested in An Yu’s mind, it immediately activated its punishment mode, and An Yu felt sharp pain make her frown. The plate she was holding shattered on the floor.

“An Yu, do you know what you’re doing? I gave you the task for a reason! Look at what you’ve done! The male lead is being wanted!” The system’s voice was still weak, but its anger was palpable.

“This is all his own fault. He rushed into committing a crime.” An Yu pounded her forehead heavily, trying to ease the pain.

“You don’t understand!” The system’s mechanical voice grew even weaker. In the end, it gave up on shocking An Yu and instead resorted to continuous scolding.

“The task I gave you was to bring the male and female leads together, and look at what you’ve done! The male lead is being wanted, the task has failed.” Its tone carried a coldness that almost made her shiver. “It seems you really don’t want to stay in this world.”

Cold sweat broke out on An Yu’s back. Even though the pressure had lessened slightly, it was still almost unbearable. She forced a proper tone and smiled.

“Then you can just stay with me, right? After all, this is all you’re capable of now, isn’t it? Hmm…” She groaned softly, holding onto the edge of the table just to stay standing.

“What did you say?” The system was provoked and couldn’t resist shocking her again.

An Yu felt her head about to explode. She took a breath and continued to tease it through gritted teeth.

“Isn’t that right? At this point, besides doing this, what else can you do? Alter everyone’s memory of the world so they don’t remember Pei Lu being wanted? Can you even do that now?”

The system’s energy seemed to falter for a moment. Then An Yu felt an even more intense pain and pressure in her mind, as if invisible hands were gripping her neck, making it hard to breathe.

“I’m just a bit weak now. Once I find the gap and repair it, these will be trivial. Don’t get too cocky…”

Suddenly, the angry mechanical voice stopped. The choking sensation in An Yu’s throat and the mental pressure vanished simultaneously.

Before she could process what had happened, her body went limp. She collapsed to the ground but was caught at the last moment by a pair of hands.

A familiar voice sounded in her ear. An Yu, gasping for breath, opened her eyes and saw Lin Duxi’s anxious face through the haze.

“I’m fine…” An Yu reassured her.

Lin Duxi held An Yu tightly, letting her lean against her, then guided her to avoid the broken plate shards on the floor and helped her sit on the sofa.

“You’re like this, how can you say you’re fine?” Lin Duxi’s hoarse voice carried a hint of tears.

An Yu couldn’t look into her damp eyes and buried her head in her shoulder, inhaling her familiar scent.

“Really fine, just need some rest.”

Lin Duxi’s heart ached. She cursed herself for not hearing the noise from the kitchen earlier and hated the mysterious “person” who had sent the system after An Yu in her absence.

Gently, Lin Duxi stroked An Yu’s back until her breathing steadied, then hugged her again.

“Did it come for you again?” Lin Duxi asked, her voice filled with concern.

“Mm, asking about Pei Lu,” An Yu nuzzled her shoulder. “But it’s nothing major. My words provoked it, and now its powers are gradually diminishing.”

The system had revealed a gap in its energy when she pushed it, which likely explained its weakness.

The system must be anxious too; it hadn’t completed its task, and its energy was depleting day by day. An Yu smiled slightly.

Though she didn’t understand exactly what happened, this was not a bad thing. The weaker the system, the more advantageous it was for her.

Lin Duxi didn’t ask too much. From An Yu’s condition moments ago, she could tell this wasn’t a simple punishment.

She lightly patted An Yu’s back, letting her rest a bit more. But her gaze, filled with deep affection, had grown cold.

She kept thinking about how that “person” who directed An Yu had found her and why they had her complete such a task.

Hearing An Yu’s muttered words last night had unintentionally reminded her not to overthink—perhaps she had consciously avoided certain speculations.

In that dream, An Yu fell onto cold concrete. Lin Duxi had witnessed her watching her like that, and An Yu had dreamed it too.

An Yu knew she had already died.

Just like her.

Lin Duxi couldn’t think too deeply. What An Yu was thinking in that last moment on the ground was beyond comprehension.

Her eyes filled with mist.

An Yu noticed Lin Duxi’s unusual expression. She slowly got up from Lin Duxi’s embrace and saw the dampness in her eyes, as if tears were about to fall.

An Yu felt a pang in her heart. She reached out and wiped the tears from Lin Duxi’s face, thinking she was still thinking about the previous incident.

“I’m really fine now, just got scared. It ran away because of you. Our little Lin is amazing.” She rubbed her face against Lin Duxi’s, coaxing her like a child.

Seeing Lin Duxi look even more aggrieved, her lips pouty and nose slightly red, An Yu panicked.

“What’s wrong?”

Lin Duxi didn’t answer, leaning in to hug her tightly, letting her tears soak An Yu’s clothes.

An Yu smiled faintly. Now it was her turn to comfort Lin Duxi.

After a while, Lin Duxi let go and said, “I’ll clean up the kitchen.”

An Yu remembered the plate she had shattered and immediately told her to go, only to be met with Lin Duxi’s sharp gaze from the sofa.

“…I’ll wait for you,” An Yu muttered.

Watching Lin Duxi go into the kitchen, she sat on the sofa and clutched her hands, thinking about what the system had said.

Her sarcastic words had surely hit the system hard, causing it to rage.

The system’s energy was leaking through a gap, and it couldn’t even find where the problem was.

It seemed genuinely desperate, though what it might do to restore its energy remained unknown.

An Yu put on a melodramatic, somber expression.

Her phone suddenly rang. She picked it up—it was Lin Duxi’s phone; Ji Qi was calling.

She got up and went to the kitchen to hand the phone to Lin Duxi, taking the broom from her hands in exchange.

Lin Duxi looked at the screen, then stood beside An Yu to answer the call.

She turned on speaker, letting the other person’s voice be heard clearly.

“Lin Duxi, we found Pei Lu.”

An Yu froze mid-cleaning and looked up. Lin Duxi’s expression also turned serious. She said nothing, listening intently.

“Our people found surveillance footage near the airport. He tried to escape by plane, but his ID was tracked as well. He’s still in Jiang City. You and An Yu should stay home these days—I’m worried he might come looking for you.”

Lin Duxi replied coldly, giving instructions, then hung up.

“He probably will come for me,” An Yu said calmly.

Lin Duxi looked at her, puzzled.

An Yu put down the broom. “With his level of madness, he’ll likely think I orchestrated you to do all this. He’ll definitely come after me.”

“But don’t worry. Security here is tight; he shouldn’t be able to get in,” An Yu quickly reassured her.

“An Yu, did you forget how Lin Ze got in before?” Lin Duxi asked shakily, her voice breaking, making her hard to hear.

An Yu lowered her head, realizing how ridiculous she sounded.

No matter how strict a neighborhood is, anyone determined enough can get in.

“An Yu, don’t go out these days. I’ll send more people over.” Lin Duxi held her hand.

An Yu nodded.

For the next few days, the two stayed at Lin Duxi’s home, postponing all scheduled events.

An Yu’s body ached from lying down so much. She remembered her drawing board at home and decided to retrieve it to paint.

She got up and tried the door handle, only to find it wouldn’t turn.

Thinking she lacked strength, she tried again, but it still wouldn’t budge.

She searched for the key, recalling Lin Duxi always kept it in the drawer by the entrance. It wasn’t there. She checked the entire entrance area—still nothing.

“Where are you going, An Yu?” Lin Duxi appeared silently behind her, her eyes trembling as if about to shatter.

“To my home.”

“For what?” Lin Duxi asked, staring at her.

“To get my drawing board. I want to paint,” An Yu replied truthfully, her hand on the doorknob warming slightly.

Lin Duxi walked over, took her hand from the doorknob, and led her away, gently saying, “I’ll get it for you.”

Lin Duxi, wearing silk pajamas at home, had a few buttons undone, revealing fair skin with faint red marks. She looked lazy but carried a trace of complex emotions in her gaze—likely nervousness, An Yu guessed.

An Yu nodded. Anyone getting her drawing board was fine. Lin Duxi smiled, patted her head, put on a thicker coat, retrieved the key from her pocket, and opened the door.

The door closed behind them, and An Yu heard the lock click.

She felt both helpless and amused at Lin Duxi’s adorableness.

Lin Duxi pocketed the key, zipped her coat, glanced at An Yu’s room door, and then went downstairs.

It was already deep autumn. Lin Duxi looked up at the wind-blown, withered leaves and realized she had spent several months with An Yu.

Time, which had felt endless before, now passed quickly whenever they were together.

Lin Duxi smiled faintly.

She left the neighborhood. Outside, several men in suits and sunglasses bowed slightly to her. She nodded and followed them.

A few steps in, she heard angry shouts nearby.

One of the men explained, “Pei Lu has been wandering outside the neighborhood these days, very cautious. It took us some time to catch him.”

As he finished speaking, Lin Duxi saw Pei Lu in front, restrained by two bodyguards.

Pei Lu was filthy, his hair matted with leaves. No one would recognize him as the once glamorous man.

He continued to shout at the bodyguards, thinking Lin Duxi had come to rescue him.

“Lin Duxi! You came! I knew you wouldn’t abandon me!” He had felt like less than a human these days, penniless and wanted.

Lin Duxi looked at him coldly, her gaze unreadable.

Pei Lu didn’t notice, still talking, “I knew it was An Yu who told you, you still love me, Lin Duxi, you…”

He looked into Lin Duxi’s icy eyes and froze.

“An Yu… hahaha… An Yu hates me this much, now you’ve caught it too!”

He struggled to get up but was held down. Something fell from his pocket, reflecting the cold autumn light.

Lin Duxi picked up the brand-new knife, its smooth surface reflecting her indifferent face.

“Hahaha, An Yu ruined me! Even if I go to prison, she won’t be spared… uuugh.” Pei Lu laughed maniacally, then a kick to the wall made him groan, blood at the corner of his mouth.

“You’re not worthy.” Lin Duxi’s near-ominous voice sounded like a demon’s warning.

She handed the knife to a bodyguard. “Take him to the police. Don’t make it public.”

The bodyguard nodded, following Lin Duxi as Pei Lu’s wild laughter echoed behind, infuriating anyone who heard it.

“Lin Ze has also been found. He was Pei Lu’s casino manager. This is definitely related. Lin Yongfeng has been detained for past crimes that’ll keep him imprisoned for years.”

Lin Duxi nodded. “Find a good lawyer for Zhao Sunan to help with her divorce.”

The bodyguard stopped and nodded, watching Lin Duxi leave before continuing with Pei Lu’s matter.

Lin Duxi went to the supermarket for fruits, vegetables, and snacks. When she left, it was already dark.

The night was colder. She wrapped her coat tighter.

Back at the neighborhood, she went to An Yu’s home to retrieve her drawing board and then unlocked the door with her key.

An Yu, sitting on the sofa watching TV, saw her and put down the remote, taking the board from Lin Duxi.

“Did you go to the supermarket? Is this it?” Lin Duxi showed the board.

An Yu glanced and nodded, then focused on Lin Duxi.

“You’re okay?” she asked.

Lin Duxi, enjoying all her attention, smiled faintly. “Yes, the bodyguards were responsible.”

An Yu breathed out in relief, putting the groceries in the fridge and connecting the drawing board to her computer.

“He really can hide, huh? This long and still not caught.” An Yu said.

Lin Duxi glanced at her, expression neutral. “Maybe he has cash on him.”

An Yu ignored that unlucky man and tilted her head at Lin Duxi’s obedient gaze. She couldn’t resist hugging her.

“Well, this is nice too. Feels like we’ve stepped into old age together.”

Lin Duxi held her tightly, nuzzling her clothes, savoring her scent. Her eyes darkened with complex emotions.

Yes, she really loved this too.

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