After Rebirth, My Ex-Girlfriend Became Obsessive - Chapter 91
The spread of the trending topic was faster than expected. By noon, Lin Duxi’s hashtag had already exploded on Weibo.
Her comment section and fan supertopic were raided by netizens, most of whom maintained a gossipy attitude, while fans in the supertopic desperately tried to maintain order.
Countless people flooded Lin Duxi’s Weibo account demanding an explanation, but a whole day passed without even a hint of a response. It was as if Lin Duxi simply didn’t care about the matter.
【Is this for real? Why hasn’t she explained yet? Trying to sweep it under the rug?】
【This huge trending topic has been up for a whole day. There’s no way Lin Duxi hasn’t seen it. Why is she still playing dead?】
【I don’t think I’ve ever heard about Lin Duxi having any relatives. Even her family background is a mystery. Didn’t she spend every Spring Festival at galas? I’ve never seen her in a rush to go home. Could this actually be true?】
【With this scandal, will Hello, Friend still continue filming? This show is so unlucky-no sooner does one storm pass than another rises. My heart aches for Director Qiao.】
The hashtag’s popularity exploded, even spilling over to An Yu. Many irrational fans swarmed An Yu’s account, demanding to know whether the rumors were true.
Even worse, rivals of Lin Duxi and An Yu seized the opportunity to muddy the waters, secretly sending paid trolls to post comments like, “Birds of a feather flock together.”
Strangely, An Yu’s account remained silent as well.
The uproar reached its peak, with every gossip account discussing the incident. Some netizens tracked down the earliest account that had broken the news, searching for clues.
An Yu stared coldly at the messages on her phone. With a casual swipe, another video discussing Lin Duxi appeared.
So damn annoying.
A hand reached over, snatched the phone from her grip, and then a warm, soft body was pressed into her arms.
“Stop looking at this stuff.”
Lin Duxi raised her hand to pinch An Yu’s cheek, but An Yu dodged. Undeterred, Lin Duxi kept trying.
After a few half-hearted struggles, An Yu finally let her have her way.
Her eyes lowered, hiding her sorrow.
She had already experienced the cruelty of online opinions in her past life. Amid the overwhelming torrent of abuse, she thought she had developed a thick skin.
But today, seeing so many people slandering Lin Duxi, tarnishing her name, An Yu still felt a pang of heartache.
Lin Duxi was the bright moon in the sky, an untouchable white moonlight-yet she was being maliciously smeared like this.
It infuriated her. The thought made the corners of An Yu’s eyes redden.
“I hate this,” An Yu murmured, her voice slightly hoarse.
Lin Duxi understood why she was upset, and her heart softened, a sweet, tingling warmth spreading through her chest.
“Everything should be settled by tonight. The people on the other side still need some time to coordinate,” Lin Duxi said, gently brushing away the tear at the corner of An Yu’s eye with her pale fingers. She pulled An Yu into a tight embrace, savoring this moment of closeness.
Lately, she had been sleeping more and more, and the scenes in her dreams were becoming increasingly vivid. The suspicions she had been holding onto were slowly solidifying into certainty.
She didn’t feel sorrow-only gratitude. If she truly had been reborn in this life, and yet still managed to meet An Yu and win her love…
Lin Duxi thought, this must be heaven granting my wildest wish.
She still couldn’t fully piece together the fragmented memories from her dreams. The overwhelming loneliness and despair that permeated those visions lingered even after she woke, leaving her with an inexplicable sense of desolation.
Lin Duxi’s shoulders trembled slightly, her delicate shoulder blades shifting as she hugged An Yu even tighter.
“Has it come to see you?” Lin Duxi asked quietly.
For the past few days, the two had been holed up in Lin Duxi’s home. An Yu’s every move was under her watchful eye, so the question was merely for her own peace of mind.
Yet, she had a vague feeling-she could almost sense that thing’s presence now.
An Yu shook her head. After the last punishment mode, the system had rarely appeared.
At first, it had only managed weak threats. But later, after recalling the machine in her mind for “maintenance,” it had completely vanished. Unless An Yu deliberately summoned it, the system would only emerge reluctantly, its mechanical voice laced with exhaustion-like a remote-controlled toy running out of batteries.
It couldn’t be bothered with An Yu. Whenever they interacted, it would just regurgitate its usual rhetoric. The two maintained a superficial civility, nothing more.
An Yu also didn’t want to engage with it anymore. The system no longer posed any threat to her-its punishment mode, triggered by her defiance, had only made her dream some pleasant dreams. Moreover, the fact that An Yu remained unaffected after each punishment made the system realize something was amiss, so it had long stopped using that tactic.
“That’s good.” Lin Duxi smiled softly and tightened her arms around An Yu’s waist.
“How did it find you?” Lin Duxi yawned, nestling into her embrace and finding a comfortable position as she lazily asked.
An Yu’s heart tightened. The words the system had spoken to her when she first reborn flashed through her mind-words she naturally couldn’t repeat, as even if she tried, they would be censored.
But then An Yu suddenly remembered the white dress from her last dream, pure as moonlight.
Had the Lin Duxi of her past life come to see her after her death?
Or had Lin Duxi known about her death?
Those memories felt distant now. How could someone already dead know about the future? An Yu pondered.
In their past lives, they had no connection. To Lin Duxi, the deceased An Yu might have just been an old classmate mentioned in passing, or perhaps a fleeting sigh in the dead of night over a lost acquaintance.
An Yu’s thoughts wandered for a moment until she heard the soft, even breathing of the woman in her arms.
Asleep again?
An Yu found her utterly adorable. They had been moderate in their nighttime activities and went to bed early, so why did Lin Duxi always seem so sleep-deprived?
Then she heard Lin Duxi murmur faintly in her sleep, her whispers like the quiet lullabies of the night.
Thinking she might be uncomfortable, An Yu considered carrying her back to the bedroom, but Lin Duxi only clung to her tighter.
“Don’t go… don’t…”
Her voice was so faint that An Yu couldn’t make out the last words, so she remained seated on the couch, holding her until she woke.
Not that she minded. She could never get enough of looking at Lin Duxi.
Due to the online controversy, the two had been somewhat impacted in their daily activities, staying home more often-though it had only been a couple of days.
At 8 p.m., a paparazzo posted a lengthy article tagged with #LinDuxi#, giving netizens a new direction for their gossip feast.
[Recently, I noticed Lin Duxi has been trending a lot. Since the hype is so big, I might as well hop on it. Regarding the matter of Lin Duxi’s family, I’ve actually been looking into it for a while-longer than this scandal has been around.]
[I dug up a lot of information about Lin Duxi, including her former schools. From an interview with her school’s principal, I learned that Lin Duxi is an orphan. Shocking, right? I didn’t believe it either, so I went to the orphanage the principal mentioned to verify. There, I found records confirming Lin Duxi was admitted at six years old and was never adopted afterward…]
The rest of the article was the paparazzo’s own commentary, mostly praising Lin Duxi’s stellar academic performance in high school-she had been the city’s top scorer in her graduating year. The final paragraph was a sentimental reflection.
Beneath the post were photos of Lin Duxi displayed on her school’s honor wall, along with a faded group photo of her as a child with the entire orphanage.
Netizens were stunned.
[An orphan?! From a welfare institution?! Lin Duxi?!]
[I’ve been a fan for five years and never knew Lin Duxi was an orphan-and a city top scorer! My sweet girl, you’re amazing!]
[I always thought Lin Duxi was just too busy with work to go home often. Turns out she didn’t even have a home to go back to…]
[Honestly, just the fact that she’s an orphan makes it completely justified for her not to give those relatives money. I wouldn’t either-I’d slap them while I’m at it.]
[So angry! So furious!]
Public opinion online began to shift rapidly. Some skeptical netizens demanded more proof, arguing the photos could be fabricated.
[This is all just talk without evidence. With today’s tech, photos can be faked. Unless you tell us why Lin Duxi ended up in an orphanage in the first place.]
The paparazzo responded:
[It’s been too long, and I couldn’t find much. But based on where Lin Duxi lived and her age when she entered the orphanage, I traced back and found an old newspaper article. When she was six, a residential fire broke out in her area, killing the couple who lived there-the homeowners’ surname was Lin.]
[Damn… that’s probably real then. Can’t be a coincidence.]
[To summarize: Lin Duxi entered an orphanage at six, had no ties to her relatives afterward, and years later, when she became successful, those relatives came to leech off her.]
The online discourse exploded. Concrete historical records carried far more weight than mere words, and many began questioning the original smear article.
[I’ve been getting dragged since yesterday-finally, I can speak up. That Lin Yongfeng and his son are notorious troublemakers where I’m from. Good-for-nothings who just drink all day, with the son copying his father’s worst traits. When I was in high school, I often saw his dropout son extorting money from students at the school gates. And yet, that article painted them as victims?]
Reply: [Really? Got any proof?]
[I do, actually. I took photos of his son harassing students and reported him to the police. Felt so proud of myself that I never deleted them. (Image.jpg)]
Though the photo was grainy with age, it clearly showed a thuggish young man holding a stick, cornering a student in uniform. The student had shoe prints on his clothes and was crouching, covering his head.
[I hate people like this more than anything! And to think I fell for their lies!]
[They’re absolute scum. How dare they come after Lin Duxi for money? The fact that she didn’t report them to the police is already too kind!]
Half an hour after public opinion began shifting, another bombshell dropped onto the trending list:
#PeiLuCrimes#
This time, it was an insider exposé: Pei Lu was wanted by the police for wage theft, industry exploitation, and running an illegal gambling ring-and had already fled.
The insider also confirmed that the smear campaign against Lin Duxi had been orchestrated by him. Someone had snapped a photo of him drinking with Lin Ze in a bar days earlier.
Reversal after reversal-netizens were still digesting the first wave of revelations when the police issued an official statement confirming the crimes with solid evidence.
[Holy-]
[I’m like a melon-eating marmot tonight-so much drama, no way I’m sleeping!]
[This guy is insane. Hope the police catch him soon.]
Unaware of the online storm, An Yu and Lin Duxi were lost in their own world. After the heat of intimacy came the warmth of lingering affection-Lin Duxi loved falling asleep in An Yu’s arms.
An Yu had no choice but to clean her up after she dozed off, then took a shower herself.
When she stepped out of the bathroom, she saw Lin Duxi’s face buried entirely under the blankets, and her heart clenched.
Perhaps the night was meant for wandering thoughts, or maybe it was the daytime memories resurfacing, but she suddenly found herself thinking about her past life.
“Was that really you in the white dress? And if it was, why did you come to see me? We barely knew each other.” She sighed, then laughed at herself. How could Lin Duxi have known?
She turned off the lights and settled into bed. The comforting warmth beside her lulled her to sleep, and soon, she drifted off.
Moonlight spilled through the gaps in the curtains, casting a silvery veil over the floor.
The blankets shifted slightly, the rustling of fabric barely audible in the quiet night.
Lin Duxi slowly opened her eyes. Her gaze, steeped in the darkness, was veiled with an unreadable emotion.
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