The cycle begins to repeat itself today.

Chapter 148 The Suspicion Set Aside

"Just ask me any questions you have. Do you think I would hold anything back from you?" Lin Xue, no, that's what March said to me.

I calmed myself down, recalled the various problems I had encountered before, organized them slightly, and then began to ask questions.

"First, it's about Ye Zi." I had barely finished speaking when March reacted. She grabbed my hand tightly, and when I turned to look at her face, I saw a very happy expression on her face as well: "What's wrong?"

"You asked another girl about her in front of this girl, and then you asked me what happened? Humph, all men are like this." She vented her displeasure, but in the end she still asked me the question: "Just ask me what's wrong, and you'll have to make it up to me afterwards."

I can't tell if this is March's real purpose, but at least this way I can start asking questions.

The first point, which is the reason why Lin Xue got involved in this whole series of events: "How did you know about Ye Zi's agreement? She would never make such a thing public, and she doesn't have any friends to talk to. I'm a little curious about how you found out about Ye Zi's plan."

"Actually, it's very simple. Ye Yuqing's plan started half a year ago, but I'm different from her. I started planning back in junior high school, but I just couldn't find a suitable candidate. I come to school very early every morning, originally just to make it easier for me to find a suitable candidate at school, but it ended up becoming a habit. Coincidentally, I found Ye Yuqing."

Ye Yuqing was so inconspicuous that I wouldn't have even noticed her if it weren't for collecting family feedback forms at the beginning of the semester. When I did notice her, I knew she was the most perfect person in my plan, the one who best met my personal expectations.

I spent a lot of time investigating her, learning about her past, family background, and circumstances from her teachers. I even discovered her carefully prepared plans in her notebooks, which she casually left in the classroom. I know her better than anyone else, even better than her parents. Do you know why she was so careless about her notes? I know.

She hoped that someone could find some clue about herself in that notebook and help her before she despaired, but unfortunately, there was no such person, and she was destined to be disappointed.

However, things seem a little different now.

She glanced at me, and I could feel her grip on me tighten.

However, this refuted many of my previous speculations. Although I've clarified some things, the situation has become complicated again, which is giving me a headache.

"So, the person who made the promise to meet Ye Zi on the rooftop of the teaching building tonight wasn't you? And the person who told Ye Zi not to commit suicide wasn't you either?"

"Ye Yuqing's affairs are basically none of my business. She has her own plans, but it just so happens that I can use her for a while. I don't know if anyone will go to see her. I only know that if no one goes to see her, she will definitely jump off the roof. She died a year ago, but she came back to life with the hope of being given charity by others, and has persisted until now."

As for what you said about letting Ye Yuqing continue to live, if I had noticed Ye Yuqing before, I might have done so, because I still have many things that I need her to do for me. However, I didn't notice her, and of course, I couldn't have stopped her at that time.

By the way, you probably don't know exactly what time she went out, right? It was around 11 PM, almost midnight. I couldn't go out at that time. My parents are usually quite busy, and even when they get home, they usually work until 1 or 2 AM before going to sleep. I can't leave the house before they fall asleep.

Although the indifferent tone in March's voice made me a little unhappy, it was normal. After all, she was talking about someone who had nothing to do with her. If she considered herself a shared resource, then Ye Zi would be someone competing with her for that resource, so she naturally wouldn't feel very happy. It was already quite good that things were as they were now.

He tilted his head and lowered his head, kissing her cheek as she continued to complain. Her complaining stopped, and a blush rose to her face. Although she appeared to be yearning, in matters of intimacy, March was just another girl who had never experienced anything like this before. Should I be grateful? Her mood seemed to have improved.

"You said you learned about Yezi's past from the teacher, right?"

"Hmm? Hmm." She seemed to be immersed in joy and did not react immediately: "When I first entered high school, although Ye Yuqing and I were not in the same class, Ye Yuqing's homeroom teacher seemed to be a good friend of our homeroom teacher. The teacher often complained to us that there were many troublesome students in the class, and Ye Yuqing was one of them. So our teacher also knew some things about what happened back then."

It was about two or three months after the start of the semester. You know what our school is like: students with good grades sit in the front, and those with bad grades sit in the back. The students at this school have mostly accepted their fate and don't have any complaints about the system. However, Ye Yuqing's grades never seemed to improve, so she ended up sitting in the back.

What kind of people were behind that? You know, only a minority of people truly work hard but don't get good grades; most are just wasting time. And how many of those are actually good? Ye Yuqing came from a well-off family but had few friends, naturally making her a target for extortion. However, they chose the wrong people. Although Ye Yuqing's parents were rarely home, after her teacher told them about it, they immediately spent a lot of money to get rid of all the students involved.

Logically, this matter should have ended here, but those damned people started spreading rumors out of dissatisfaction. There will always be people in this world who readily believe lies, and it's ended up like this—it's truly pathetic.

"You feel sorry for her, yet you take advantage of her?"

"Why can't I take advantage of her because I feel sorry for her? Although she is pitiful, I also have things I need to accomplish. Since she already wants to die, I just want her to do me a favor before she dies."

She leaned affectionately against my arm, but unlike this tender moment, my heart was ice-cold.

Chapter 149 The Family in March

I could feel the warmth of March's body, and the icy coldness in her heart that her warm body couldn't conceal. I realized that she had a deeper problem, one that went straight to her soul.

But there's always a chance to change things... I comforted myself with that thought.

"Why do you look unhappy?" March asked, which brought me back to my senses. Just as I was about to explain, she added, "In that case, I'll tell you something else."

Do you know where those people who spread the rumors are now?

"Wasn't it said they were sent away?"

March shook her head: "They were indeed sent out, but to a school in another province that I heard is very strict. I heard that some of them have already been sent to a juvenile detention center, and it seems to be quite serious."

"How did you know?"

"The people from over there came here in person to find the materials and obtain the certificates, and that's when the teacher found out. But the teacher didn't ask about the specific time or what it was about, and I don't know either."

This must be the happiest news I've heard in a long time. I sighed softly.

That's all for now regarding Ye Zi. Since there are only so many points of intersection between March and Ye Zi, it's unlikely that we'll get any good answers to any other questions we ask her. We can just ask Ye Zi herself about things later.

"Now, let's talk about your situation."

"What's there to say about my affairs?"

Wouldn't it be better if I got to know you better?

March chuckled softly: "I thought all you needed to know about my body was enough."

Although it was somewhat inappropriate from a standpoint of position, March's hands began to get a little restless, pressing her soft body closer and closer.

"So, what do you want to know? My measurements?"

“I’ll measure it myself later.” I looked into her eyes: “Tell me about your parents.”

"I knew you'd ask that." March sighed, returning to her usual expressionless state: "Why bring them up?"

"I just wanted to know."

In March, she raised her face to face me, and I understood her meaning all too well. Since I had nothing to lose, I went along with her, lowered my head, and kissed her lips. A moment later, I looked up and saw a somewhat dissatisfied expression on her face.

"Stingy." After saying that, she took my hand again: "What's there to say about those two people? Lin Xue and Lin Wan'er. Lin Xue is the name my mother gave me. Let's start with my mother."

"My mom is a civil servant and graduated from a prestigious university, but it was hard to find a job back then, so she had to come back home and look for work here. She has a bad temper and isn't very likable. Eventually, she got older and had no choice but to go on blind dates, which is how she met my dad, and that's how Xiaoyin and I came to be."

My maternal grandmother told me this secretly. My mother wasn't very good to her; she has a bad temper to begin with, and since coming back, she's always felt she shouldn't be the way she is, and she's always harboring resentment. But thankfully, my maternal grandmother doesn't live here; she lives in the countryside, so she doesn't have to live with us. Perhaps she'll be happier that way.

My mom's just like that; she gets angry easily. She only toned it down a bit when we went on a blind date, and she tricked my dad into the marriage. Since then, she's become like this again. After I was born, my parents thought they wanted to make it work, so they both put up with each other and barely managed to get by. A few months after I was born, my mom had Xiaoyin, about a year later. I'm a year older than Xiaoyin, and Xiaoyin's birthday is a month after mine.

Taking care of a child is a lot of work, but my parents both have their own jobs, and neither of them wants to give up. This has led to conflict. They've been arguing since I was little, and it's continued to this day. Both my maternal and paternal grandmothers have offered to help take care of me and Xiaoyin, but my mom won't allow it. Do you know why?

My mom said that because she lived in the countryside, she couldn't receive a better education and living conditions, which is why she's stuck in this small county town, doing backbreaking work every day with no hope of promotion. She said that only by staying by her side and following her plan can we have a better future, so Xiaoyin and I stayed.

You've met Xiaoyin, and I don't know if she's told you, but my mom, aside from her bad temper, is quite intelligent. Whether it's work or my and Xiaoyin's studies, although she's not very patient, she always manages to explain things to us. She's usually very busy, and Xiaoyin and I understand, so we don't see anything wrong with it. That's how it was originally.”

"Let's leave my mom's story here for now and talk about my dad. Strictly speaking, my dad and mom weren't a good match. My mom is a top student who graduated from a prestigious university, while my dad didn't go to university after high school because of our family's financial situation and instead went to work. Our family is quite well-off, so in every aspect, my dad's family actually had the upper hand. Although my mom is rather harsh, my dad's family thought they could just put up with it, and then the two of them got married."

My dad works as a delivery driver and is usually very busy, so he doesn't spend much time at home. The two of them could barely take care of me and Xiaoyin, but later their businesses grew bigger and bigger, and they didn't have much time to look after us. My mom also didn't want us to go to the countryside to live with my grandma, so they had a conflict. Finally, with no other option, my dad suggested hiring a nanny, and my mom agreed.

From that time on, my mom never gave my dad a kind look, and she always spoke to him in a sarcastic tone. Although my dad was honest, he eventually couldn't take it anymore. They even argued about getting a divorce and separating their finances, but they were persuaded to stay by my maternal and paternal grandparents' families. Since my mom treated my dad badly, my dad naturally didn't want to treat her well either. Then, he... he had an affair with the nanny they hired.

My mother is very clever; she quickly investigated and cleared up the matter, and as a result, they completely broke off their relationship.

In March, she nuzzled against my arm, and I could feel her dependence on me.

"They wanted a divorce. My mom wanted to take Xiaoyin and me with her, but my dad disagreed. So it turned into this agreement—no, it should be called a contract, clearly written in black and white: on the day Xiaoyin and I finish our college entrance exams, we will decide for ourselves who we live with. Xiaoyin and I's second names are a product of this contract; it was my dad's way of trying to win Xiaoyin and me over."

See? It's ridiculous, isn't it?

Chapter 150 Future Plans

I don't know if what she said is really ridiculous to her, but I can't look at the matter with a mocking eye.

It's wrong to make arbitrary judgments about other people's parents. I don't know what March's parents mean to her or what place they hold in her heart. They are important, but I'm destroying their importance, leaving only the kinship that was originally there between them, a feeling that can be understood in just a few words.

I will not comment on this matter, but that is all I have to do.

The topic was a bit heavy, and there was no point in exploring it further. March's parents were the root cause of her current situation, and I already understood the reason for it; that was enough for me. I decided to change the subject.

"What do you want to do in the future? What are some things you want to do, or any dreams you have? You must have some, right? Basically, everyone has fantasies about the future."

"Are you saying I'm not human?" March chuckled softly, but her chuckle left me feeling uneasy. I probably said too much, or said the wrong thing again: "My life before this was all arranged by my parents. I didn't have to think about anything; I just had to do what they told me to do. Whether it's my mom or my dad, they always try their best to arrange everything regarding me and Xiaoyin. It's just that my mom is more skilled at doing this kind of thing."

"However, what you said seems to make sense. You've made me like this, how can I continue to listen to my parents? I'm a bad kid, they won't like me anymore, and they won't plan my future anymore. But I can't think of anything you want me to do? Anything is fine, even if you support me for the rest of my life and I never go anywhere, I'll do whatever you say... So, what do you want me to do?"

She hinted at it through her words and actions, but I no longer have much of an opinion on it. Compared to the occasional sordid thoughts that flash through my mind, what she needs now is a longer-term, more thoughtful consideration of the future. Those things are not the purpose of my actions, and although my thinking has changed, I am unwilling to give up what I have worked so hard for to get to where I am today.

I have no right to plan March's future, but her parents do. However, such a right has become too terrible in their hands, and if it is not restricted, everything I do will be in vain.

So, what should I do? This question seems simple, or perhaps not so simple, but I at least have a lazy way out—or rather, a way to steal other people's work.

"Your future should be decided by yourself; no one can help you but yourself. However, since you don't know what you want to do in the future, then just continue to listen to your parents." Of course, I wouldn't be so naive as to destroy everything I've done: "But there's a condition. Before that, I want to ask you, what are your grievances about the current situation?"

"Isn't there a lot of reason to be dissatisfied? I was always a top student, ranking among the top in every exam, and now you've turned me into this kind of girl. If you don't take responsibility, I'll hate you for the rest of my life." As if to match her words, or perhaps to satisfy her own desires, she held my hand, letting me deeply feel the softness of her body: "As for other things, I'll try my best to listen to you."

She spoke vaguely, without clearly defining whether it was about things she was unhappy about or things she could do to listen to me. But I seemed to have a vague idea of ​​where those boundaries lay.

"Okay, here's what we'll do. Tell me what your parents tell you to do, and we'll discuss how you can do it in a way that will make things easier for you. If you feel overworked, tired, or want a reward, you can come to me. As I said, with me, you don't have to play the role of a good child. Just do whatever makes things easier for you."

"You're being too cunning," she said, laughing to herself, and quite happily at that. I didn't feel any displeasure at all.

March's parents have accumulated a wealth of life experience that is beyond my comprehension and understanding, something I, who have been living under their protection all this time, cannot comprehend. For me, the best approach is not for either her parents or I to make the arrangements, but rather to combine our perspectives and convey the points of overlap between us to March. Although the effectiveness of either approach would be greatly diminished, this would be the best option for March.

"So, according to you, I can continue to be a good student with excellent grades at home and school, and when I'm with you, I can do whatever I want?"

"Of course, I can't let you do whatever you want, I'm just giving you more freedom than usual." I know everything she has done before and what she will do in the future. If I let her run wild, the damage and impact she can cause will far exceed my imagination.

"Heh. I wouldn't go back to doing things like murder and arson; I'm not interested in those things at all now. But, as for other things..." She bent down slightly, looking up at me, and even licked her lips suggestively: "I'm willing to try every single thing that bad kids want to do."

"Why are you so interested in these things?" I couldn't contain my curiosity and asked.

"Aren't you curious about these things? But then again, you're right, since we've already become this kind of relationship, telling you doesn't seem to make a difference. You said it before, right? I wanted Ye Yuqing to commit suicide because I wanted to commit suicide myself. But do you know why I wanted to commit suicide? It wasn't because of weak reasons like being unable to bear the pressure, although that was part of it, but it's far from my true thoughts."

"I want to get revenge on them." A slightly morbid smile appeared on March's face: "If they value me so much, wouldn't destroying what they ultimately want be the greatest revenge against them? Well, I gave up on this plan before because I hadn't met anyone I liked. But as long as I can get revenge on them, what difference does it make to me whether I give myself to you completely or commit suicide?"

Chapter 151 A Split Personality

Whatever her reasons for choosing to listen to me and abandon her previous plans in March, it's probably a good thing for me. The remaining issues can be addressed gradually over time; there's no need to be too rigid in demanding these things.

She held my hand, and we walked all the way to the school gate. Although there was no one there, March let go of my hand, erasing the slight disappointment. I could understand her thoughts.

Although she is now mine, she cannot simply abandon everything she has built up and expose our relationship to the world; doing so would be detrimental to her in every way.

March is a smart girl; she'll leave herself a way out. What she's doing now is more like an investment. If the investment succeeds, she can naturally continue; if it fails, she can at least return to her previous life as much as possible. Exposing the relationship is not good for either her previous plans or for my current relationship with her.

This is actually the best approach.