After I Moved Seven Times, the Seven Yandere Childhood Sweethearts Still Found Me Every Single Time - Chapter 2:

Chapter 2: Reunion with the Past, Hidden Within the Heart

“Hey~ hey! Are you okay?” Jiang Ru poked Luo Chenxuan, who stood frozen like he had just been struck by lightning. Feeling the touch, Luo Chenxuan shuddered violently, and his previously empty gaze finally refocused. 

“Are you okay?” Jiang Ru asked with concern. 

“Y-yeah… yeah…” Luo Chenxuan didn’t know how to respond. His mind refused to function again.

Just then, a familiar and dangerous voice rang out beside them. “You two freshmen, what are you doing here? The entrance ceremony has already started, you know?” The voice was enchanting and devastating, like relaxing for one second would drag someone into an abyss.

“Ah! It’s senior Leng! We were just talking about you~” Jiang Ru’s words made cold sweat pour down Luo Chenxuan’s back. 

Thankfully, he had been looking at the bulletin board earlier, so his back was still facing Leng Yueli. 

“Talking about what?” Leng Yueli asked. 

Jiang Ru showed a polite and gentle smile. “We were just saying how amazing you are at such a young age! I really admire you!”

Leng Yueli smiled back. “Thank you. The ceremony has already begun. You should head there now.” 

Earlier, Jiang Ru had been stunned by Leng Yueli’s unreal beauty, but she quickly recovered and expressed herself properly again. 

“Okay, senior, we’ll go now.” 

She tugged at Luo Chenxuan—who was currently cosplaying as an electric pole—trying to get him to move.

“I welcome you both to the academy,” Leng Yueli said with a soft, professional smile that was warm yet natural. “I am the Student Council President of Xingyue Academy. If you ever need anything, feel free to come to me for help.” “Thank you, senior!” Jiang Ru bowed politely, then tugged at Luo Chenxuan again.

But this time, she felt she couldn’t move him at all. She turned to look at his face—and at that moment, Jiang Ru felt like she was staring at a man calmly accepting death. Something felt wrong, so she poked him again. “Hey~ are you okay?”

Leng Yueli watched the two of them, confused. “What’s wrong with this new classmate? Do you need help?” She started to approach. Feeling her getting closer, Luo Chenxuan immediately raised a hand to signal he was fine.

Watching them, Jiang Ru started to wonder if these two had some sort of past. “Hey, Luo—” Jiang Ru began, but Luo Chenxuan instantly covered her mouth. 

“Luo?” Leng Yueli tilted her head. “Lo… lo… the sunset! She meant to say the sun… the sun is about to set!” Luo Chenxuan lowered his voice on purpose. 

Even though he was long past puberty and his voice had changed, he still didn’t want to risk letting Leng Yueli hear anything familiar.

“Sunset? But it’s still morning.” Leng Yueli was puzzled. “It doesn’t matter. The point is, the sun is setting soon, so we need to hurry to the entrance ceremony, senior.” Luo Chenxuan forced himself to sound calm. His heart knew clearly that he must not be discovered—no matter what it took. If she recognized him, it would be the end.

He finished speaking and immediately tried to leave—moving sideways like a crab, always keeping his back toward Leng Yueli. 

Beside him, the two girls’ eyes moved along with his sideways shuffle like security cameras. “Classmate? Are you really okay? Do you need to go to the hospital?” Leng Yueli asked with concern. 

“No! I’m great, I’m not hurt at all!” Luo Chenxuan just wanted to escape.

“I think… when senior said ‘go to the hospital’ she meant the psychiatry department.” Jiang Ru said seriously, as if deep in thought. Luo Chenxuan had no words.

“Classmate? Something is definitely wrong with you. You can talk to me if you need help.” Leng Yueli reached out and patted his shoulder. 

Luo Chenxuan trembled all over as if electrocuted. He forced his shaky voice to reply, “I’m fine, really, senior. I’m fine. Don’t worry.”

“Then turn around.” 

“No no no, I’m too ugly. I’m afraid I’ll scare you.” 

“Don’t be so insecure. Let me see just how ugly someone can be.” 

“The kind that makes you vomit up last year’s New Year dinner after one look.” 

“I don’t believe it. Turn around.”

The two froze in the wind, neither giving in. 

Luo Chenxuan had already made up his mind—no matter what, he could not let her recognize him.

Just then, a teacher walked over. “Student Leng, the principal is looking for you. It’s almost time for you to give your speech.” 

Reluctantly, Leng Yueli withdrew her hand, her professional smile returning instantly. “Okay, teacher. I’ll go now.” 

Then she turned and left.

“You two, you’re freshmen, right? Hurry to the auditorium.” The teacher said and walked away.

Luo Chenxuan let out a breath of relief. 

In his heart, he cried out: Teacher… you are my savior! Jiang Ru stood beside him, thoughtful. “You and senior Leng… have a story?” 

“Impossible. I have gynophobia. How could I possibly have a story with her?” Luo Chenxuan sounded flustered.

“No wonder you keep avoiding me.” 

“Enough, enough. Let’s go, don’t trouble the teacher anymore.” Luo Chenxuan also knew that his gynophobia was selective—such as toward Leng Yueli. His interaction with Jiang Ru earlier hadn’t made him uncomfortable, but that single pat from Leng Yueli had nearly scattered his soul.

He sighed quietly, thinking, She… shouldn’t have recognized me, right?

At that moment, Leng Yueli walked into the preparation room and picked up her speech manuscript. If others were present, they would see the sacred and untouchable Student Council President diligently preparing—an elegant scene of calm dedication.

But she was alone.

The next second, Leng Yueli lifted her right hand to her cheek—the hand that had touched Luo Chenxuan. She pressed it against her face, savoring it intensely, as if she could still feel his warmth through her palm.

“Finally… I finally found you.” Her breathing grew heavier, her cheeks turning pink. “Ten years… and you’re finally back by my side…”

As she indulged in the memory, she thought of how Luo Chenxuan had tried to hide from her today. Her lips curved gently. “You’re just… too cute. So cute I could eat you alive…”

Her heartbeat quickened, the madness swelling uncontrollably, like water overflowing from a cup. “But… I also want to play a little game of cat and mouse. I want to see what expression you make the moment I catch you… Chenxuan…” Her cheeks reddened even more, her breathing harsher, her expression increasingly deranged.

“Little mouse… hide well… don’t let me catch you…”

…

At the entrance ceremony.

Leng Yueli walked onto the stage. The boys below could no longer hold back their exclamations of awe. 

Was it possible for such a woman to exist in the world? 

Skin as fair as jade; a pure and noble face; long and slender legs; a living embodiment of the phrase “fair skin, beautiful face, long legs.”

Her delicate features, elegant hands, long black hair falling over her shoulders, and high nose bridge beneath a pair of black-framed glasses created the refined charm of a mature woman—like a celestial fairy who descended to experience mortal life.

Sitting down, Luo Chenxuan looked at her familiar yet unfamiliar face, feeling complicated emotions. Jiang Ru stared at him, annoyed. 

She pinched him hard. 

“What are you doing!” Luo Chenxuan lowered his voice. 

Jiang Ru puffed her cheeks, a little childish but extremely cute. Compared to Leng Yueli’s mature elegance, Jiang Ru was more like a pampered young lady who had just entered the world. 

Leng Yueli always wore her hair long and loose, while Jiang Ru styled hers with a casual mix of loose strands and a fashionable half-up style.

“Nothing!” Jiang Ru stuck out her tongue and turned away, even cuter—like a mischievous little girl pretending she had done nothing wrong.

Leng Yueli began her speech, and Luo Chenxuan looked up at her again.

In that instant, their eyes met.

Leng Yueli’s predatory gaze locked onto him like a hunter telling her prey: Run. Don’t make this too boring.

It was the gaze of someone with absolute confidence in capturing what belonged to her.

At that moment, Luo Chenxuan felt like he was already trapped in her grasp.