Oh no! My yandere school beauty is so clingy!

Zhang Ziming was taken aback by his question, her face flushing red instantly. She avoided eye contact with Shen Yu, and also with Lin Anran beside her.

He just kept staring at the tips of his shoes, mumbling "That... is..." but couldn't finish his sentence.

Shen Yu waved his hand before he could finish speaking, his tone casual but leaving no room for negotiation:

"You should talk to her about this yourself, or find a way to get her contact information yourself. I can't give it to you."

Shen Yu would never give Zhang Shuyu's contact information to just anyone.

Although Zhang Ziming had shown kindness to Xiaoyu before, you can't judge a book by its cover. Xiaoyu's condition has finally stabilized, and he can't risk anything that might harm her.

"Hey! Bro! Bro, please help me..." Zhang Ziming pleaded, taking a step forward with a begging look on his face.

"You see, I didn't mean anything by it, I just... I just wanted to show her some concern..."

Shen Yu stopped and turned around to look at Zhang Zimo.

Lin Anran also stopped and stood quietly beside him, her gaze fixed on Zhang Zimo without any emotion.

Shen Yu looked at him for a few seconds before speaking, her voice low but direct:

"So, do you... consider Xiaoyu a friend, or... do you have some feelings for her?"

Zhang Ziming blushed even more from his question, the blush spreading all the way to the roots of her ears.

He opened his mouth, wanting to explain, wanting to say "we're just friends," but the words caught in his throat.

Finally, he scratched the back of his head, looking somewhat resigned, his voice so low it was almost inaudible:

"Well... it's not that I have absolutely no feelings for her... I just think... she's pretty nice..."

After saying that, he felt a little embarrassed and quickly added:

"However! I know she has a child now, and...and it must have been tough for her before. I just...I just wanted to invite her to dinner, nothing more! Really!"

He explained incoherently, his face turning bright red.

Shen Yu looked at his flushed face and incoherent speech, remained silent for a few seconds, and then shook his head:

"I can only help you get her out. You need to talk to her yourself. Whether she agrees or not is her business."

Zhang Ziming's eyes lit up, but remembering Shen Yu's words, his impulsiveness cooled down, and he hesitated for a moment, but still nodded:

"Okay... thank you, brother..."

Shen Yu looked at him, her tone calm, but her words carried considerable weight:

"However, I want to remind you that taking responsibility is important but also very difficult. You probably know what Xiaoyu has been through. Her life has only just started to stabilize. If you don't have long-term plans, or if you're just curious or on a whim, it's best not to provoke her, not to cause her distress, and certainly not to hurt her."

The light on Zhang Ziming's face completely faded.

He lowered his head, looking at the ground, his fingers unconsciously picking at the seam of his pants.

Shen Yu's words were like a needle, piercing his earlier impulse and vague feelings of goodwill.

How can a student who has just entered university and can't even see his own future be responsible for another girl with a child?

It seems he... really hadn't thought about these things carefully.

The courage I had just felt was somewhat dampened by reality.

He remained silent for a long while, and when he looked up again, the eagerness in his eyes had faded considerably, leaving only a hint of embarrassment and uncertainty.

"Um...I understand, brother. I...I'll think about it some more."

Shen Yu didn't say anything more, but simply turned around and said, "Let's go."

Zhang Ziming followed behind Shen Yu and Lin Anran, his steps a little heavy.

They walked all the way to the apartment building where Zhang Shuyu lived.

Shen Yu took out his phone and called Zhang Shuyu.

The call connected quickly, and Zhang Shuyu sounded excited: "Hello, brother?"

"Okay, come downstairs, I need to talk to you about something."

"Okay! I'll be right down!"

A few minutes later, the unit door creaked open.

Zhang Shuyu, carrying the child, quickly walked out. Her eyes lit up when she saw Shen Yu and Lin Anran, and she jogged over.

"Brother! Sister-in-law! I'm here, what's up?"

She ran closer and saw Zhang Ziming standing two steps behind Shen Yu, head down and looking a little awkward.

Her smile faltered for a moment, a hint of confusion in her eyes, but she didn't look at Zhang Zimo much longer, quickly turning her gaze back to Shen Yu, waiting for him to speak...

Shen Yu said to Zhang Shuyu:

"He... wants to talk to you about something. You two can talk." With that, he pulled Lin Anran a few steps to the side, standing at a distance that wasn't too close or too far.

This way, they can have some space, and we can also hear the gist of the conversation.

Zhang Shuyu exclaimed "Huh?" with genuine surprise and confusion on her face.

She held the child, turned around, and looked at Zhang Zimo with a blank expression in her eyes.

She didn't speak, she just waited...

Zhang Ziming became even more nervous when she looked at him like that, and he didn't know what to do with his hands and feet.

He cleared his throat; his voice was a little dry.

"Um... Xiaoyu, how about I treat you to dinner tonight? You can bring... the child, okay?"

Zhang Shuyu was completely stunned. Her mouth was slightly open, and her eyes widened as if she didn't understand what he was saying.

She glanced at Zhang Ziming, then subconsciously looked back at Shen Yu and Lin Anran standing not far away, before turning back to him, her voice soft, carrying obvious confusion and hesitation:

"Huh? This..."

Zhang Shuyu's expression was full of embarrassment and awkwardness. She looked at Zhang Ziming, her voice even softer and a little bewildered:

"Why...why did you invite me to dinner?"

Zhang Zimo bit her lip.

He had thought he would have the courage to invite Zhang Shuyu, but when he actually stood in front of her, looking at her holding her child with a blank and confused expression in her eyes...

He then realized that Shen Yu's words were like a heavy stone, weighing heavily on his heart.

How can he tell her something he hasn't even figured out himself?

That impulse had long since cooled, leaving only helplessness and a touch of inappropriate embarrassment. He opened his mouth:

"I..."

Before she could finish speaking, Shen Yu'an, who was in Zhang Shuyu's arms, suddenly burst into loud sobs without warning.

With a loud and aggrieved cry, her little face scrunched up.

As if a switch had been flipped, Zhang Shuyu immediately lowered her head, ignoring Zhang Ziming who was still talking, and skillfully and gently bounced the child.

She made soothing "oh oh oh" sounds, gently patted her child's back, and focused all her attention on her crying daughter.

After a few seconds of coaxing, she seemed to remember that there was someone standing next to her. She looked up and gave Zhang Ziming a very apologetic, awkward smile, her tone hurried and somewhat apologetic:

"I'm sorry... I won't be going, thank you."

After saying that, she didn't wait for Zhang Ziming's reply, and lowered her head again to continue comforting the crying child in her arms.

While coaxing them, she unconsciously moved closer to Shen Yu and Lin Anran, as if seeking their support...

Zhang Ziming watched her so focused and absorbed in comforting the child, her eyes only on the child, and watched her say "I'm not going" with such unwavering determination, even a hint of relief.

The last bit of uncertainty in my heart seems to have settled down.

He knew that he had already been rejected before he even had a chance to explain why he had been invited.

Between them lies not only the crying child in her arms, but also everything she has experienced in the past, and her current life, which revolves entirely around her child...

He nodded, forcing a somewhat relieved smile, his voice calming down:

"Um...okay, it's okay, I understand."

After speaking, he didn't look at Zhang Shuyu again, but nodded to Shen Yu and Lin Anran, who were waiting not far away, as a farewell.

Then she turned around, her steps lighter and quicker than when she came, and soon she was far away...