After Rebirth, My Ex-Girlfriend Became Obsessive - Chapter 106

After the recording of  “Walking Together”  ended, the two of them returned to their busy schedules.

Lin Duxi was occupied with preparations for her new drama, while An Yu continued attending commercial events and variety shows arranged by her company. Their time together became scarce.

One day, after finishing work early, An Yu returned home, changed her clothes, and immediately went out again. She drove to the neighborhood where she had once lived.

The place looked just as it had before-withered leaves piled thickly on the ground, a cold wind rustling them slightly as it blew past. An elderly person strolled aimlessly with a child in tow.

An Yu tightened her coat and walked toward the building she had once called home. After waiting downstairs for a while, she spotted a middle-aged woman approaching from a distance.

The woman was bundled in thick winter clothes, and when she noticed the slender figure standing in the cold, she startled before hurrying over, her breath visible in the chilly air.

“Why did you want to come back here again?” the woman asked while fishing a key out of her pocket. She grumbled inwardly-if not for An Yu, she wouldn’t have bothered making this trip. Who would want to revisit a place after moving out?

An Yu lifted her head, silently counting the floors until her gaze landed on the one she had once lived on. “Auntie, has anyone rented this place after I moved out?”

The landlady handed her the key and followed her line of sight, the rusted railings reflecting in both their eyes.

“Someone did rent it after you left, but they moved out after just a few months. Why?”

An Yu’s heart clenched. She returned the key to the landlady and asked, clinging to a sliver of hope,

“Before I left, I left a box here. Do you remember seeing it?”

The landlady frowned, thinking hard, then shook her head under An Yu’s hopeful gaze.

“I don’t recall that. After you moved out, I never came back. The last tenant didn’t mention anything either. Maybe the movers took it as trash.”

An Yu’s shoulders slumped. She thanked the landlady and left.

She had come here with only a faint hope, but now that it was dashed, she couldn’t help but feel a pang of sorrow.

Parking her car on the side of the road, An Yu rested her forehead against the steering wheel and sighed deeply.

After a moment, her thoughts drifted to Lin Duxi-those always-smiling eyes whenever she looked at her-and despite everything, she found herself smiling.

What am I thinking? Lin Duxi is with me now. The misunderstandings and losses of the past will be healed by the future. So what if I lost those old drawings? I can always draw more of her.

With that realization, An Yu’s mood lifted. She drove off, stopping by the supermarket to pick up some groceries before heading home.

That night, when Lin Duxi returned from filming, she pushed open the door to the rich aroma of home-cooked food. The familiar scent made her pause. Under the dim living room light, she saw An Yu’s sleeping face on the couch.

Like a spring breeze melting the ice on a lake, warmth surged in Lin Duxi’s chest, sweet and tender.

She tiptoed to the sofa and noticed the table nearby, laden with dishes. Her heart melted completely.

Blocking the light with her body, she cast a shadow over An Yu, who frowned slightly before slowly opening her eyes.

“You’re back,” An Yu murmured, sitting up.

Lin Duxi, dressed in a fitted sweater with her long hair cascading loosely, looked at her with barely restrained affection.

“Didn’t I text you to sleep first?”

An Yu blinked, then scrambled to check her phone. “Did you? I didn’t see it.”

Before she could find her phone, Lin Duxi straddled her lap, wrapping her arms tightly around her waist and pressing their lips together.

An Yu froze for only a second before responding eagerly, taking control of the kiss.

When they finally parted, breathless, their foreheads touched. Their heated gazes locked, breaths mingling, cheeks flushed. The dim light wove a silvery thread of intimacy between them.

An Yu chuckled, rubbing Lin Duxi’s cheeks and wiping the dampness from her lips, severing that invisible thread. “Let’s eat. The food’s gone cold.”

Indeed, the dishes had cooled. They reheated them in the microwave before sitting down to eat.

“How much longer until your contract ends?” Lin Duxi asked between bites.

An Yu set down her chopsticks, thinking. “About a month.”

Lin Duxi nodded.  One more month.

“Why?” An Yu asked.

Lin Duxi looked up. “Let’s visit the orphanage. We still haven’t fulfilled our promise to Xiao Xiao.”

An Yu’s eyes softened. “Sure. Xiao Xiao is adorable-and she really likes you.”

She knew Lin Duxi had never truly let go of her ties to the orphanage. After that incident, she had been too afraid to return, relying on Dr. Jiang’s help or anonymous donations instead. Now that she was willing to go back, An Yu couldn’t help but feel happy.

Hearing An Yu’s excitement, Lin Duxi smiled. “Xiao Xiao likes you too.”

Soon after, Lin Duxi left for filming, and the two were separated again. This time, they didn’t communicate as frequently, but they always responded to each other without fail.

An Yu’s contract ended not long after, and she signed with a well-known entertainment company, reducing her commercial and variety show appearances.

Before they knew it, new leaves sprouted on once-bare branches, and winter coats were swapped for lighter clothing. Only then did they realize-they had been together for nearly a year.

Early in the morning, An Yu drove to the airport. Lin Duxi had been attending an overseas event and was returning today.

An Yu checked her phone, estimating how much longer Lin Duxi’s flight would take, but her gaze snagged on the date displayed on the screen.

July 21st.

Her pupils contracted. Buried memories surged forward-she had almost forgotten. The day Lin Ze pushed her off the rooftop had been  July 22nd  of this year.

Her throat tightened as she stared at the screen, lost in thought. She didn’t even notice when Lin Duxi got into the car.

“What’s wrong?” Lin Duxi had been excited to see An Yu after days apart, but the moment she opened the car door, she was met with a dazed expression.

An Yu snapped back to reality and quickly put her phone away.

“Nothing. You must be tired. Let’s go home and rest.” She rubbed her nose and started the car.

Though she had moved fast, Lin Duxi had already glimpsed the date. Her heart lurched.

That day was one An Yu never wanted to remember-and one Lin Duxi had forced herself to relive countless times in the dead of night, etched into her very bones.

Lin Duxi fell silent. The drive home was quiet.

They arrived, ate, slept, and woke up to  July 22nd  .

The moment An Yu opened her eyes, unease settled over her. She checked her phone repeatedly, the date gnawing at her as memories of that day flooded back, chaotic and suffocating.

A cool hand pressed against her forehead. She turned to see Lin Duxi’s soft, luminous gaze.

“Sleep a little longer,” Lin Duxi whispered.

An Yu hesitated, then nodded, burying herself in Lin Duxi’s embrace.

Neither of them mentioned the significance of the day, as though avoiding it could erase its existence.

They lingered over every little thing, doing everything together. An Yu had never felt time slip by so quickly-before she knew it, night had fallen, and her nerves refused to settle.

She checked the time every few minutes, restless in a way that was entirely unlike her.

Lin Duxi noticed her agitation, her own emotions in turmoil.

That night, neither of them suggested going to bed.

Only when moonlight seeped through the curtains did they finally retreat to the bedroom, holding each other as they pretended to sleep-though neither truly did.

The ticking of the clock echoed loudly, each second stretching endlessly.

Tick. Tick. Tick.

11:59 PM… 11:59:01… 11:59:58… 11:59:59.

00:00.

The date changed to  July 23rd  .

Nothing happened. No sudden twists, no tragedies-just an ordinary night like any other.

The invisible chains that had bound An Yu all day shattered. The weight on her chest vanished. But before she could exhale in relief, the arms around her tightened abruptly, and she felt damp warmth against her shoulder.

An Yu froze. Peering down in the moonlight, she saw Lin Duxi trembling-her entire body shaking, even her hair.

An Yu’s heart ached. Tears welled up as she pulled Lin Duxi closer.

“Nothing happened,” she murmured, kissing Lin Duxi’s forehead.

Lin Duxi buried her face in An Yu’s neck, rubbing her tears away against her clothes before inhaling shakily.

“I’m sleepy.”

“Okay. Let’s sleep.”