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

Being treated so roughly, Liang Qing also got angry. She tried to break free as she had the previous two times, but found that she was tightly restrained this time.

"Let go of me!" Liang Qing forcefully pried Qin Zhouyu's hand off.

"Answer my question." Qin Zhouyu stared at her fiercely, clearly determined to keep at it until she gave a response.

Liang Qing gritted her teeth and glared at him. After a while, she suddenly revealed a mocking smile: "You ask me? Why don't you ask yourself?"

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Qin Zhouyu increased his pressure, causing Liang Qing to hiss involuntarily.

Despite the stinging pain in her cheek, Liang Qing replied, "If you hadn't tried to strangle me that day, Song Zhiji wouldn't have insisted on taking me to the doctor because of the harm you caused me, and we wouldn't have been misunderstood because of this action, causing such a scandal. Do you understand?"

After she finished speaking, she took advantage of the moment when Qin Zhouyu was stunned and forcefully broke free from him.

Qin Zhouyu seemed lost in thought, and for the moment he couldn't pay attention to her anymore, standing motionless in place.

Liang Qing was also furious at this moment, and without caring that he hadn't calmed down yet, she rushed over and pushed him forcefully toward the door, "Get out, and don't come here and act crazy with me again!"

Qin Zhouyu was indeed pushed back a few steps by her. He had regained his senses by then, and just as he was about to speak, Liang Qing pushed him again. He didn't react in time and stumbled, almost falling. His voice involuntarily rose, "Liang Qing, that's enough!"

Liang Qing was even angrier after he yelled at her. Without stopping, she rushed over to push him, saying, "This is my house. If I tell you to leave, you have to leave!"

This time, Qin Zhouyu was on guard; as soon as she stretched out her hands, he grabbed them with one hand.

Liang Qing felt incredibly frustrated, realizing she had once again "walked into the tiger's den."

She was too weak physically, and Qin Zhouyu was an athletic champion; if he wanted to, she would be completely powerless against him.

"Still making trouble?" Qin Zhouyu looked down at her, his tone still cold.

Liang Qing immediately bristled, staring incredulously at the person in front of her. "You're the one who's messing with me! Qin..."

"Enough, stop rambling!" Qin Zhouyu interrupted her impatiently. "Just tell me, what is your relationship with Song Zhiji?"

"What relationship is none of your business! It's none of your concern," Liang Qing said irritably, turning her face away.

Qin Zhouyu got even angrier. "Say that again!"

Since they'd already fallen out, Liang Qing didn't care what he thought anymore. She shouted it out to his face again: "It's none of your business!"

Qin Zhouyu gritted his teeth and waited a long time before finally squeezing out a few words: "Very good, you're really great!"

Liang Qing responded defiantly, "Thank you for the compliment!"

"Fine, I don't care about you anymore!" Qin Zhouyu released her, his anger uncontrollable, like a frightening lion.

Liang Qing rubbed her aching wrist, and was about to retort when she was silenced by the "lion's" roar.

Qin Zhouyu's fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and he roared at Liang Qing in a frenzy, "I don't care about you! I'll never care about you again!"

After he finished yelling at Liang Qing, he didn't look at her again and left.

Liang Qing watched as he strode to the door in a few big steps. He rudely pulled open the doorknob and was about to step out.

As he was leaving, Liang Qing wondered if she had gone too far, because the person who caused his unpredictable personality was "her." Even if she didn't remember anything from the past, could forgetting something make her forget everything she had done?

"Qin Zhouyu, I..." Liang Qing's tone softened, wanting to call him back for a proper talk.

Qin Zhouyu interrupted her again without any mercy: "Don't call my name again!"

Qin Zhouyu stopped and turned around. Anger filled his eyes with bloodshot veins. Although there were still tear stains on his face, he didn't let a single tear fall. He shouted his last words in despair: "I don't care about you, and you don't care about me. We're over!"

After saying that, he left without looking back, leaving Liang Qing only with the loud slam of the door as he slammed it shut, a sound that betrayed his anger.

That night, Liang Qing fell asleep very late. In her hazy state, she found herself in darkness, a vast and boundless darkness, without a single ray of light, making it impossible to discern directions.

Liang Qing floated around in this darkness, not knowing where she was, moving only by her own senses.

Much later, a red light appeared in the darkness, and Liang Qing was drawn towards it. As she got closer, the red light expanded, almost illuminating the entire darkness.

Liang Qing leaned closer and finally discovered the source of the light: the red light came from the sun.

It shines brightly, passionately, and selflessly.

Then, the scene changed again, and she saw the sea, the sea under the sun, a boundless ocean.

The waves kept crashing against the beach, surging upwards, and the water gradually reached her feet before receding, leaving her feet wet and sticky with sand.

In the blink of an eye, she was gone, leaving only a hair tie on the beach. The waves came in again, submerging it and carrying it away on their return.

The scene shifted to the sea again, an endless expanse of ocean. She no longer saw herself, but she saw a figure rushing towards her from afar. He was a boy, his shadow stretching long and thin on the ground. He ran from east to west, pacing back and forth on the beach, seemingly shouting something. She couldn't see his face or hear his voice, but she could clearly sense how anxious he was from his body language.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the entire space was struck by a bolt of lightning, splitting it in two. Liang Qing awoke from the darkness and opened his eyes.

A small, warm yellow nightlight was plugged into an indoor socket; the light, though not strong, was enough to help people find their way.

Liang Qing sighed. That dream was really strange and unfathomable.

She wasn't scared, but her head was a little dizzy from lack of sleep. At that moment, she heard several booming sounds and the pattering of rain.

With such a commotion, even though the basement has no windows, it was clear that it was raining heavily.

She rubbed her temples, propped herself up on her hands, let her eyes adjust to the light in the room, took out her phone to check the time—six in the morning, time to get up.

After finishing her breakfast, she put the prepared lunch into her schoolbag, grabbed her umbrella, and went out the door.

As soon as she stepped outside, she noticed that the rain was really heavy, the sky was overcast, and thunder rumbled from time to time.

Liang Qing gathered her long hair and casually tied it into a bun. Just as she was about to open her umbrella and head to the bus stop, her phone rang.

Liang Qing took out her phone from her bag and saw that the caller was Song Zhiji.

Is something wrong so early?