The daily life of a crazy female supporting character trying to redeem herself.

As early as the stop before reaching their destination, Liang Qing woke up Song Zhiji, who was still asleep. Song Zhiji was still half asleep and was stunned for a moment when he was woken up. Then he seemed to realize that he had fallen asleep on the train and had been sleeping on Liang Qing's shoulder the whole way, and his ears turned red immediately.

"I'm sorry, I... I don't know how I fell asleep," he stammered.

"It's alright. It's easy to get sleepy on a bus, especially on such a long journey." Liang Qing's words effectively eased Song Zhiji's embarrassment, and he relaxed from his tense state.

Song Zhiji felt his face burning: "Does your shoulder hurt?"

After all, boys are quite heavy, and he had been leaning against her for so long; I wonder if he might have hurt Liang Qing.

Liang Qing moved her shoulder slightly and found that it wasn't numb. She replied softly, "It doesn't hurt."

At the next stop, the loudspeaker on the train began to announce: "Kelang Station has arrived. Passengers, please exit from the rear door and be aware of oncoming traffic."

The bus came to a stop at the station, and as soon as the doors opened, people started getting off. Kelang Station was the station Liang Qing and his companions were going to, so Song Zhiji and Liang Qing also got off the bus.

As Liang Qing got off the bus, she couldn't help but glance in Qin Zhouyu's direction. He still hadn't made a move and seemed to have no intention of getting off.

Where is he going?

Liang Qing slapped her forehead. What was she thinking? Why did she care about him so much? And what she found most unbelievable was that she subconsciously felt that Qin Zhouyu had come to see her.

But it seems that she was just being delusional.

Even if there were feelings in the past, under the repeated hurt from "her", "love" has probably long since turned into "hate". In terms of the fluctuating favorability rating, it may also be a mixture of "love and hate".

But Liang Qing felt that "hatred" was more intense, after all, the last time the two of them crossed paths was when Qin Zhouyu almost strangled her to death.

Fortunately, Song Zhiji saved her.

As she thought this, she turned and glanced at Song Zhiji.

He was somewhat sullen.

Liang Qing felt that he hadn't fully woken up from his sleep yet.

Song Zhiji remained silent the entire way, and Liang Qing, preoccupied with her own thoughts, did not initiate conversation until Song Zhiji escorted her to the building, at which point the two began to thank each other.

Song Zhiji thanked her for accompanying him to the bookstore, and Liang Qing thanked him for taking him home.

"Okay, I'm leaving," Liang Qing said.

Song Zhiji nodded, said nothing more, and watched Liang Qing enter the elevator for a while before turning to leave.

After returning home, Liang Qing cooked a simple bowl of noodles to fill her stomach, then sat down in a chair to think.

Looking up, I saw that the mold had spread so far that it almost swallowed up the entire ceiling.

A basement is a basement; it's airtight and dark, and you can't see anything without the lights on.

Because of the system, Liang Qing's body is currently shielded from all viruses in the real world, so even if she stays in this environment for a long time, it will not have any effect on her body.

Liang Qing had wanted to move in the past, but she wasn't in a hurry. But today, for some reason, she felt a bit depressed.

She thought it best to move out as soon as possible.

Liang Qing rubbed her face, stood up from the chair, took the bowls and basins on the table to the sink, cleaned them, and put them away. After doing this, there was a knock on the door.

"Why would someone knock on the door?" Liang Qing murmured. She doesn't order takeout, and not many people know she lives here. Who could it be?

Liang Qing dried her hands, walked over and opened the door. As soon as the door opened, the refreshing scent of mint enveloped her.

When Liang Qing opened the door, she saw the back of her hand raised in mid-air, clearly indicating that she was about to knock again if she didn't open the door.

Liang Qing turned to the side and saw a figure leaning against the wall next to the door, head slightly tilted back, left hand in the pocket of a vest, and right hand hanging in mid-air.

Qin Zhouyu, he's come back again!

Liang Qing's pupils dilated, and she was so surprised that she couldn't speak for a moment.

"Let's go in first." Qin Zhouyu withdrew his hand that was raised in mid-air and stepped into Liang Qing's house.

Liang Qing didn't react for a moment and made way for him as he passed by.

After realizing what was happening, he said in a somewhat harsh tone, "This is my home."

"Hmm." Qin Zhouyu responded softly, took off his shoes, and looked around the room. He found that there was no shoe cabinet, and Liang Qing's several pairs of sneakers were neatly arranged in the corner. Obviously, there were no slippers for him to wear.

Seeing that he was treating this place like his own home, Liang Qing couldn't help but ask, "Why are you taking off your shoes?"

"I have something to tell you." Qin Zhouyu turned around and gave her a deep look.

"If you apologize to me for almost strangling me last time, then we'll..." Before he could finish saying the words "even things out," Qin Zhouyu interrupted him.

He stared at her and said coldly, "I didn't come here to talk about this."

Liang Qing frowned, still angry about his previous behavior, and his current attitude made her tone sharp, "Then we have nothing to say."

Qin Zhouyu's face darkened, and he shouted, "Do you know why I did that?"

Liang Qing found his behavior baffling and scoffed, "Just because I won't let you kiss me? You're going to kill me?"

These words enraged him, and his eyes flashed with fire. "Don't play dumb."

"Why would I pretend?" she retorted.

"You made the rules yourself, so why are you pretending with me now?" Qin Zhouyu stepped forward, grabbed her arm, and pulled her in front of him. At this moment, she was only a few centimeters away from his chest. When neither of them spoke, she could even hear his heartbeat.

His words made Liang Qing think of another possibility: Could Qin Zhouyu's madness be caused by "her"? After all, according to the information provided by the system, "she" was indeed not quite normal, but what exactly was this rule?

It's impossible for someone to kill another person just because they don't give them a kiss, right? That's absolutely impossible, it's absurd!

Even if you're crazy, you can't be this crazy!

Qin Zhouyu lifted her chin, making her look up at him directly. "Speak."

Liang Qing turned his head, intending to free his chin from his grip. He didn't use much force, so Liang Qing succeeded easily.

"Since you won't say it now, don't say those things to hurt me again in the future." He released her arm, but didn't move away; the distance between them remained very close.

Because Liang Qing didn't know the specifics of their previous agreement, he was at a loss for how to respond and didn't take any action.

After a long time, Qin Zhouyu couldn't hold back any longer. He bent down, lowered his head, and rested it on Liang Qing's shoulder, his voice low: "I feel terrible."

Liang Qing then got a closer look at the scratches on his face. In fact, he had noticed them the moment she saw him in the car, and she had also seen them when he walked past her as he entered the room. However, she suppressed the pain deep in her heart and chose to talk to him about the previous matter first.

Now that the war has temporarily stopped, Qin Zhouyu's actions and words seem to indicate weakness, which makes Liang Qing sigh. She is not yet able to control her feelings for him.

It seems that "she" really cared about him in the past, and even now she can't deal with him with a normal attitude when facing this situation.