Oh no! My yandere school beauty is so clingy!

The salesperson worked quickly and soon picked out several items of clothing.

There were light-colored short-sleeved T-shirts, cotton and linen skirts, and two pairs of refreshing denim shorts—all summer-appropriate styles in fresh colors, perfectly suited to Zhang Shuyu's age.

Zhang Shuyu's arms were stuffed full of new clothes. Clutching the clothes, she stood at the fitting room door, her feet seemingly rooted to the spot, head bowed.

Looking at the clothes in her arms that were too "new" and "beautiful" for her, she hesitated to push open the door and go in.

Lin Anran walked to her side, gently nudged her arm, and said in a very gentle voice:

"Go try it on and see if it fits. If you need any help, just call me, I'll be waiting for you at the door."

Zhang Shuyu looked up and glanced at Lin Anran, whose gaze was calm yet encouraging.

She bit her lip and nodded slightly: "...Thank you."

Then, as if she had made a great decision, she slowly moved into the small fitting room, carrying the clothes, and closed the door.

Shen Yu pushed the stroller to the chairs in the shop where customers could rest, sat down, and looked down to tease the little one in the stroller who had started to yawn.

Lin Anran stood quietly not far from the fitting room door, her gaze fixed on the curtain, waiting patiently.

A few minutes later, the rustling sounds of changing clothes came from the fitting room. After a while, Zhang Shuyu's hesitant and slightly embarrassed soft voice rang out:

"This...is a bit..."

"What's wrong?" Lin Anran took a step closer and asked softly.

"This... the zipper at the back, I... I can't quite reach it..." Zhang Shuyu's voice was very embarrassed.

Lin Anran politely asked, "May I come in and help you?"

"...Okay, thank you for your help." Zhang Shuyu's soft reply came from inside.

Lin Anran then gently lifted the curtain of the fitting room and walked in sideways.

The fitting room was small. Zhang Shuyu stood with her back to her, wearing a dress with a small zipper on the side that was awkwardly stuck halfway up, unable to go up or down.

Her cheeks were flushed with nervousness; she was afraid of breaking it and didn't dare to use any force...

"Don't move, let me see." Lin Anran said softly, walked behind her, carefully looked at the stuck zipper, pinched the zipper head with her fingers, adjusted the angle slightly, and pulled it up smoothly.

"alright."

Zhang Shuyu breathed a sigh of relief and whispered "thank you".

Lin Anran took a half step back and looked at her.

The dress was a refreshing blue, which made her skin look even whiter. The style was simple and elegant, and the waistline was perfectly cinched, highlighting her figure, which was no longer overly thin due to improved nutrition.

Zhang Shuyu was clearly not used to it; she didn't know where to put her hands and feet, her eyes darted around, and she didn't dare to look at herself in the mirror.

"Turn around, let me see." Lin Anran gestured for her to face the narrow dressing mirror in the fitting room.

Zhang Shuyu turned around hesitantly, her gaze darting away, but finally landing on her reflection in the mirror.

The girl in the mirror was wearing a clean and pretty new dress. Although her hair was simply tied in a low ponytail, her complexion was much better than before.

In the soft light, her delicate features revealed a radiance unique to her age that she herself was unaware of...

Lin Anran reached out and smoothed the slightly wrinkled fabric on her shoulders, then gently smoothed the hem of her skirt.

As Lin Anran adjusted the fabric on Zhang Shuyu's shoulders, she looked at her face in the mirror and said in a very natural tone:

"You and your brother...do look quite alike..."

She wasn't just being polite.

Looking at Zhang Shuyu in the mirror, her eyebrows, the curve of her nose, she really did give off a feeling of seeing a female version of Shen Yu.

This realization stirred a strange sense of excitement within her, and she couldn't help but start imagining wildly what Shen Yu would look like if he wore women's clothing.

The thought amused her, and she couldn't help but smile.

It's probably...unlikely to see it.

Although I still... really, really, really want to see it...

Zhang Shuyu kept her head down, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her skirt. Hearing Lin Anran's words, she quickly glanced at herself in the mirror, then immediately looked away, her voice soft and uncertain:

"Does it really...look like it?"

It's not that she doesn't believe, it's just that she lacks confidence.

When she first saw Shen Yu, she felt a vague sense of familiarity in his features.

But their temperaments are completely different.

The lingering timidity and inferiority complex she possessed contrasted sharply with Shen Yu's calm yet aloof, resolute, and composed demeanor.

Even though they have similar facial features, they give off completely different vibes.

Lin Anran nodded, her tone certain:

"Yeah, they do look alike. After all, they were born to the same parents, so it's natural they'd resemble each other." She paused, looking at Zhang Shuyu's lowered eyelashes, and added:

"Shen Yu... he's quite handsome."

Her intention was to follow the topic and praise Shen Yu, so that Zhang Shuyu would feel more recognized.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Shuyu blushed even more upon hearing this, lowered her head, and murmured a very soft, slightly embarrassed, yet seemingly unintentional, reply:

"Hmm...he really is...quite handsome."

These words were spoken very softly, but to Lin Anran's ears, they felt like a fine needle gently pricking her.

Her movements paused almost imperceptibly for a moment, and a strange, fleeting, yet distinct, unease flashed through her mind.

What happened?

Zhang Shuyu is Shen Yu's sister. What's wrong with her praising her brother's good looks?

Isn't this normal? But the emotion came so suddenly and intensely that she couldn't ignore it; it felt like a small knot was stuck in her heart...

She stood there, frozen, neither speaking nor moving.

Zhang Shuyu noticed her sudden silence and thought that her words were too abrupt, or that Lin Anran was waiting for her to speak.

She quickly looked up at Lin Anran in the mirror:

"You...are also very beautiful! You two...are a perfect match..."

She paused, her face flushing even more, and her voice became so low it was almost inaudible, like a mosquito's hum:

"...sister in law..."

She didn't know whether Shen Yu and Lin Anran were married, so she just called them that, feeling it was more intimate than "older sister"...

These two words, like a bullet coated in honey, precisely struck the nascent thought in Lin Anran's mind...

Lin Anran was stunned, her expression blank and blank for a moment, as if she hadn't reacted.

The next second, that inexplicable discomfort vanished instantly, replaced by an unexpected and immense sense of satisfaction.

Her eyes lit up instantly, and the corners of her mouth involuntarily turned up into a slightly silly smile, with two rosy clouds rising on her cheeks.

"Ah...cough cough, thank you..."