Chapter 291: Ning Wanciu Wu Huan

Today it was Ning Wanciu’s turn for duty again.

She got up with a heavy heart.

She arrived at the classroom early, yet her expression was somewhat solemn.

Last night Ning Dongli had come to find her and told her the entire process of what happened at the comic convention.

First An Yu had stepped in to save the situation, then those few pieces of trash had continued to press closer, and finally An Qing had rescued them.

Ning Wanciu wanted to smile and then go thank An Qing.

If it had only been an ordinary classmate meeting and saving someone, Ning Wanciu would have relaxed. But the problem was that this person An Qing seemed to have some rather large issues.

From the moment they met, Ning Wanciu had sensed an inexplicable obsession from her.

That was a feeling directed at An Yu.

Yet that was simply how she thought.

Ning Wanciu could feel it, although she also didn’t know why.

Clearly, according to the situation she knew, for this pair of sisters with no blood relation, not becoming enemies already counted as success.

But the actual situation was very different.

Just as Ning Dongli suspected, Ning Wanciu also thought the same.

An Qing harbored a different kind of feeling toward An Yu.

Just what that was still needed time spent together before it could be properly judged.

In any case, as an older sister, she at least had to first thank An Qing for stepping in to save them.

Ning Wanciu put away the blackboard eraser and silently let out a sigh.

Things were truly a bit complicated. Even she couldn’t help but feel a little lost for a moment.

Hua-la —

The instant she finished her duty, the classroom door was pulled open.

Ning Wanciu subconsciously lifted her head and at a glance saw An Yu, who was dressed a bit differently.

“Mm, good morning, Ning Wanciu.”

She still had the same lack of expression as always. Her amber eyes were very beautiful.

Ning Wanciu pressed her lips together.

She had wanted to smile, yet found herself somewhat unable to. “Good morning, An Yu, and An Qing-classmate.”

Behind An Yu was following a girl she rarely saw on ordinary days.

That was precisely the reason for her complicated expression today.

An Qing…

An Qing’s expression was extremely cold, especially when she looked toward Ning Wanciu.

But she still nodded and softly greeted, “Morning.” At least in front of An Yu, she still had to put on an act.

Seeming to have noticed Ning Wanciu’s full face of worry, An Yu walked up in front of her, slightly rose onto her tiptoes, and seriously began to observe.

“Ning Wanciu, are you in a bad mood?”

Ning Wanciu lowered her head and looked at An Yu, who was wearing a jacket that was clearly one size too large.

She didn’t quite know what to say.

“It’s nothing… it’s just…”

Ning Wanciu smiled faintly, her voice pausing for a moment.

She reached out and stroked An Yu’s head, then gently lifted her head like that:

“Thank you, An Qing. Thank you for saving my little sister, and An Yu.”

An Qing looked at Ning Wanciu with cold eyes. She felt that this yellow-haired girl had no need to thank her.

Because she had never thought of caring about that Ning Dongli.

She had only not wanted her An Yu to be touched by a bunch of trash.

“No need.”

She shook her head, yet unlike usual she did not return to her own seat. Instead she stared at An Yu, who had moved close beside Ning Wanciu.

Unfortunately, An Yu did not notice An Qing’s abnormality.

She was still observing Ning Wanciu, whose expression seemed a bit off.

“No… no matter what I still have to thank you. If you hadn’t gone over, my little sister would have been in danger.”

Ning Wanciu seriously lowered her head. She was truly very grateful that An Qing had appeared. An Qing remained silent, neither refusing again nor answering.

Because she could tell that this yellow-haired girl was serious.

Even when the girl she liked appeared wearing someone else’s clothes, she was still prioritizing expressing her thanks to someone else.

How truly…

Looking at An Qing’s expression, Ning Wanciu revealed a faint smile.

She likewise said nothing. She only slowly lowered her head and once again gazed at the girl who was most important to her.

This little one had been making small movements ever since earlier.

Was she trying to figure out just what was wrong with herself? Truly cute…

Ning Wanciu gently rubbed An Yu’s little head and smiled as she shook her head:

“There’s really nothing at all. Even if you keep staring at me, you won’t be able to see anything, okay?”

“Mm…?”

An Yu expressionlessly nuzzled against Ning Wanciu’s palm, yet the confusion in her eyes did not dissipate.

She clearly felt that Ning Wanciu was a bit strange, yet she truly couldn’t see anything. Was it her imagination?

“What’s wrong?” Ning Wanciu asked softly. Clearly, she was not truly unconcerned. But… today’s clothes were a bit big. Did something happen?

Even someone as gentle as Ning Wanciu could get jealous.

“School uniform. I didn’t bring it out yesterday, so I’m wearing An Qing’s.”

As An Yu spoke she even displayed the somewhat overly long school uniform jacket.

Underneath she was wearing the private clothes she usually wore, looking very cute.

“Is that so…”

Ning Wanciu’s eyes narrowed slightly. Her smile remained, yet it looked a bit strange.

An Yu expressionlessly tilted her head. “Is that not allowed?”

Ning Wanciu froze for a moment and subconsciously blinked.

“No…”

Ning Wanciu wanted to say it was nothing, yet her eyes just happened to land on An Yu’s overly long sleeves.

They completely covered her hands. It wasn’t as if they were cosplaying right now.

She reached out, wanting to help An Yu roll up the sleeves, yet a small accident occurred.

An Qing’s brows furrowed slightly as she suddenly stepped forward.

Ning Wanciu, meanwhile, subconsciously pulled An Yu behind her, not allowing An Qing to make contact with An Yu.

For a moment, the golden-haired girl and the black-haired girl locked eyes in this classroom that held only three people.

Neither of them yielded. They simply looked at each other like that.

An Yu, who had been pulled behind Ning Wanciu, nearly lost her balance.

She subconsciously hugged Ning Wanciu’s arm before barely steadying herself.

She lifted her head in confusion, looked at Ning Wanciu, then looked at An Qing.

What was happening? An Yu couldn’t understand it at all.

An Yu released Ning Wanciu’s arm and lightly poked her hand, originally wanting to ask what was suddenly wrong with her.

Yet Ning Wanciu did not speak. Instead she grasped An Yu’s mischievous little hand.

An Yu expressionlessly tilted her head. Although she didn’t understand what was wrong with Ning Wanciu, she did not refuse Ning Wanciu’s hand-holding.

Hah… as expected, it was warm by Ning Wanciu’s side.

She suddenly wanted to go back to sleep.

An Yu blinked and entered her own world.

Completely failing to notice the smell of gunpowder in the air.

An Qing had originally wanted to say something, yet when she saw that An Yu showed not the slightest resistance toward Ning Wanciu, she suddenly found herself unable to open her mouth.

She had suddenly been triggered when Ning Wanciu touched An Yu’s sleeve.

She had thought Ning Wanciu wanted to throw away her jacket…

Facts proved that An Qing had indeed been overthinking it.

But it also wasn’t as if she had been thinking particularly excessively.

Although this Ning Wanciu looked gentle and soft, she was actually not weak at all.

At least when it came to matters involving An Yu, she seemed unwilling to give up the struggle.

With this it could be thoroughly confirmed. Ning Wanciu liked An Yu.