After Being Reborn, My Ex-Girlfriend Became Obsessed - Chapter 93

An Yu and Lin Duxi spent half a month at home without any worries, just like an ordinary couple—waking up together, washing up, working from home, doing everything while stuck to each other.

This lasted until their business engagements were postponed to the point where they could no longer delay.

Lin Duxi stood quietly outside the study door, watching the person inside. The door wasn’t closed, and she could see the woman sitting at the desk, focused on her drawing. The light from the monitor reflected on her face, highlighting her features and making her even more beautiful.

She was just standing there, yet her presence made Lin Duxi’s heart race, as if her entire world revolved around her.

Thinking this, Lin Duxi gripped her phone tighter.

These past days had been like scenes she had longed for in countless dreams. Often, waking from those dreams, the loneliness and despair would overwhelm her, making it hard to breathe. She didn’t want this happiness to leave her, even if it was just a short business trip.

Perhaps standing too long made An Yu pause in her drawing. She tilted her head and looked over, inadvertently locking eyes with her.

“What’s wrong?” An Yu smiled.

Lin Duxi’s heart sank a little. She walked over, straddled An Yu’s lap, and buried herself in her arms, whining softly.

“What’s wrong? So cute?” An Yu couldn’t help but laugh.

Lin Duxi murmured, “I don’t want you to go.”

The director of the drama “Talk Once” had to shoot on location next week, and An Yu would be leaving in a couple of days. Even though she didn’t yet know that Pei Lu had been arrested, she absolutely wouldn’t miss this hard-earned opportunity.

Lin Duxi knew this, of course, but her heart still ached. Even though they hadn’t parted yet, she already felt the sorrow of leaving.

She hugged An Yu’s slim waist, resting her long hair on her shoulders.

An Yu’s heart thumped hard. Lin Duxi, pressing herself into her arms, refused to let go, needing to stay close like a small kitten that only feels safe in its owner’s embrace.

Feeling her breath, An Yu’s heart ached. Lin Duxi had been with her constantly these past few days, and the thought of leaving already brought her sadness, as if she feared she would lose her.

Suddenly, a thought struck her—maybe this insecurity was why Lin Duxi felt this way.

Their feelings for each other had long been mutual. Because of her system, they had only expressed affection tacitly, never openly. Perhaps this unspoken love was the source of Lin Duxi’s fear.

Back in high school, Lin Duxi had longed for her passionate expressions of love. That desire never changed, only now she focused on An Yu, hiding her unease until separation made it surface.

An Yu stroked Lin Duxi’s back, half-teasing, half-comforting.

“Alright, don’t be sad. Once things at the crew settle down, I’ll come back to you. You have to behave at home, my girlfriend.”

Lin Duxi froze, then looked up blankly, eyes glistening, misty with broken light.

“What did you say?” she whispered, fearing she had misheard.

An Yu repeated, “I said, my girlfriend is really cute.”

A tear slipped from Lin Duxi’s eye, wetting her clothes.

“Is this… a confession?” Lin Duxi’s heart trembled. The last time she’d heard that title from An Yu was six years ago.

An Yu pulled Lin Duxi closer, brushing her nose against hers, placing her hand over her heart so she could feel the rapid heartbeat.

“Lin Duxi, let’s get back together,” An Yu said slowly, word by word, like a breeze stirring ripples across a frozen lake.

Before she finished speaking, Lin Duxi urgently pressed her lips to hers, letting the unsaid answer flow between them.

The love Lin Duxi had kept in her heart, uncontrollable and wild, finally found its expression. Her heart burned like a moth to the flame, wanting nothing more than to fall into the arms of the one she loved.

An Yu accepted her burning love willingly.

From the study to the bedroom, the shower ran. The hot water splashed down, making her shiver. Lin Duxi half-closed her eyes, seeing a blurred face through the water mist.

“An Yu…” she couldn’t help but cry, holding An Yu tightly.

“What’s wrong?” An Yu wiped the water from her face.

Lin Duxi said nothing and kissed her fingers.

An Yu’s gaze deepened.

“I love you,” Lin Duxi said, pulling her closer. She was so happy, having the one she loved beside her.

“I love you too,” An Yu replied, taking a towel to dry her. With the cold weather, staying wet could make her sick.

Lin Duxi looked up from the towel, her eyes curved happily at An Yu.

Unintentionally, An Yu let Lin Duxi take the initiative. Lin Duxi, who had been weak earlier, now pinned her wrist, preventing escape.

“All’s fair in love,” Lin Duxi whispered, kissing her collarbone and gently biting.

An Yu couldn’t help but hiss.

Lin Duxi giggled.

The cool moonlight climbed into the night, soft rays spilling through the curtains onto the floor and bed. A strand of silver hair caught the moonlight, glinting softly.

The embrace of lovers is the most relaxing place for the weary. They held each other, gradually falling asleep.

Lin Duxi slept quickly, her steady breaths brushing An Yu’s ear, warming her earlobes.

An Yu hugged her tighter, finding a comfortable position and closing her eyes.

Though she tried to sleep, she heard Lin Duxi murmuring in her dream, soft and fleeting, like a breeze.

“Don’t… go to the rooftop again.”

It sounded like a playful whine, a plea, yet thumped in An Yu’s heart like a drum.

She opened her eyes in shock.

“Rooftop?” she breathed, stunned.

Her question hung in the dim room with no answer. How could Lin Duxi know about the rooftop?

A flood of questions raced through An Yu’s mind, making it hard to breathe.

Suddenly, a thought took root—if she was reborn, why couldn’t Lin Duxi be reborn too?

From their meeting at the hotel, the crew visit, and everything that followed, An Yu thought it was the system’s doing.

But what if it wasn’t? What if Lin Duxi had been reborn as well?

Though hard to believe, reasoning this way made Lin Duxi being reborn seem like the most likely answer.

An Yu didn’t expect that once this thought formed, her first feeling wasn’t shock, but heartbreak.

She had come back after death. What about Lin Duxi? If she had been reborn like her, then she had…

She should have realized earlier.

An Yu didn’t dare think further. She exhaled deeply, suppressing the redness in her eyes, and hugged the person in her arms tightly.

She didn’t expect that when she looked up, Lin Duxi’s wet, dark eyes met hers.

Lin Duxi had woken up and noticed her unusual expression.

An Yu froze, staring straight into her eyes, struggling to hide the truth lodged in her throat.

“An Yu… are you… like me?” Lin Duxi asked, her thin lips trembling.

An Yu froze, staring back. Her eyes, immersed in the night, were now crystal clear.

“When… did you come back?” An Yu asked, full of questions.

Lin Duxi shook her head slightly, holding her fingers so their warmth could touch.

“I don’t know. I can only dream fragments of memories and don’t know what happened,” she admitted, hugging her waist with the other hand.

“All I know is that my heart is beating for you now, and that’s enough.” She hugged An Yu, letting her feel her heartbeat as well.

An Yu didn’t know what to say. The revelation of Lin Duxi being reborn shocked her. Even knowing rebirth was possible, hearing it from Lin Duxi’s own mouth left her speechless.

So many words swirled in her heart, yet facing Lin Duxi’s moist, dark eyes, they all dissipated like mist.

Since Lin Duxi said her dream memories were fragmented, she didn’t know much. An Yu decided to process this alone.

“Sleep now. You have to catch a flight tomorrow,” Lin Duxi said, covering An Yu’s eyes to force her to sleep.

Her long eyelashes fluttered against her palm, tickling slightly.

An Yu murmured, “Mm.”

At the airport, they said their goodbyes. An Yu boarded the plane to the filming location, needing time to think about Lin Duxi’s rebirth.

No sooner had the plane started than a familiar oppressive presence surged in her mind.

“Long time no see, system,” An Yu said.

“Host, long time no see,” the system sneered, its voice weaker than before.

“So, you still haven’t found a way,” An Yu raised an eyebrow.

“Hmph,” the system snorted. Now at the brink of collapse, its energy rapidly depleted, punishing An Yu was no longer possible.

“Lin Duxi,” it suddenly said after a pause.

“What did you say?” An Yu asked.

The system laughed, cold and mechanical, with a lifeless undertone that sent chills down her spine.

“I said, Lin Duxi is amazing. Both of you are amazing. Are you happy hiding in your little world? I should’ve known, Lin Duxi would never give up. She ruined the male lead, and now she wants to ruin me too. An Yu, sooner or later, she’ll ruin you as well.”

Its breath grew weaker, and its words fluctuated, forcing An Yu to concentrate just to hear them.

An Yu frowned, confused. She was about to ask further when the system simply left.

“…Crazy,” she muttered.

What Lin Duxi would ruin her? Even in this state, the idiot system still tried to sow discord.

The system’s interruption disrupted An Yu’s train of thought. She didn’t know how to analyze things now.

Time at the crew passed quickly. An Yu immersed herself in acting, updating Lin Duxi on everything that happened during free time. In the evenings, they video-called frequently. She used every method she could think of to shorten the distance between them.

The crew noticed her constantly smiling at her phone and became curious. An Yu openly admitted,

“Chatting with my girlfriend.”

Before, she wouldn’t dare say it, fearing system surveillance. Now, with the system on the verge of collapse, she had nothing to fear.

The crew was stunned. Many speculated Lin Duxi was the girlfriend, while others thought they were just on-screen partners, or that An Yu had a real girlfriend. Opinions varied. Even minor celebrities who initially tried to pursue An Yu didn’t dare to make a move.

An Yu didn’t know any of this. Every day after filming, she eagerly called Lin Duxi. How could she care about the gossip?

Lin Duxi always smiled at her through the phone, full of affection. An Yu could only look, unable to touch, a torment for a couple who had just reconciled.

“I want to see you,” An Yu murmured at some point.

Thinking it was just a casual complaint, she didn’t expect that one evening after work, she dragged herself to the hotel room, used her room card to enter, and closed the door, only to be met by a warm, soft body pressing her heavily against the door.

Before shock could register, the familiar scent of her greeted her.

An Yu was stunned. Under the black baseball cap, that stunning face—who else could it be but Lin Duxi?

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