After I Moved Seven Times, the Seven Yandere Childhood Sweethearts Still Found Me Every Single Time - Chapter 6:
Chapter 6: Identity Revealed, Returning to the Tiger’s Den
Luo Chenxuan trembled all over, and at that moment, it felt as if he had truly lost his voice—his throat could not produce a sound.
“Chenxuan… say something to me, will you?” Leng Yueli’s breath, her voice, was so intoxicating it seemed to rob him of reason.
Leng Yueli’s body was also trembling, but unlike Luo Chenxuan’s fear, hers was excitement… her entire being shivered with exhilaration. She had finally touched him, finally reached the man buried deep at the bottom of her heart.
Ten years ago, when they first met, Leng Yueli had gotten lost and cried alone. As the eldest daughter of the Leng family, she had lost her mother early on. Her father doted on her, but treated her like a decorative vase, planning every step of her life, forbidding her from engaging with the outside world.
Leng Yueli had always been curious about many things. Her father had taken her to Xin Village, one of the first villages selected for development by the government. Many business elites had gathered there at the time, but Leng Yueli had no interest in them. What truly caught her curiosity were the other unfamiliar sights in the village—but those were forbidden to her.
That day, she had secretly run off.
Having never gone out alone before, she got lost in the unfamiliar surroundings. It was then that Luo Chenxuan appeared.
Leng Yueli initially refused to interact with Luo Chenxuan, maintaining an aloof demeanor.
But Luo Chenxuan didn’t mind.
He stayed with her, told her stories, even teased her for crying like a little frog.
Leng Yueli had never been treated like that before. Everyone always treated her with reverence. And it was at that moment that Luo Chenxuan broke into her heart.
When her father finally found her, instead of joy, she felt reluctant. She didn’t want to part from Luo Chenxuan.
After that, Leng Yueli sneaked out every day, knowing that Luo Chenxuan would pass by there. She waited for long stretches, just for a glimpse of him.
Their relationship grew closer. Luo Chenxuan showed her new things she had never seen before, things that were fresh and exciting to her.
Leng Yueli soon realized how dependent she had become on Luo Chenxuan. She even defied her father, spending the night at Luo Chenxuan’s home. Her father, though filled with rage upon finding her, strangely said nothing after seeing Luo Chenxuan’s father.
When she heard that Luo Chenxuan would be leaving, she felt her heartbeat falter.
Her obsession was born then… and only grew.
“Chenxuan…” Her voice grew more infatuated, as if the person before her was her most precious treasure.
Luo Chenxuan slowly began to recover from his fear, trembling as he tried to push Leng Yueli away. “Um… you’re a little too close…”
Leng Yueli paused, then reached out and interlocked her fingers with his. She gently kissed his ring finger. “Too close? But we’re supposed to be together… forever.”
As she spoke, her hand slipped inside Luo Chenxuan’s shirt, her cold, slender fingers brushing against his skin.
She was becoming more frenzied, more aggressive.
Luo Chenxuan grabbed her wrist, trying to stop her movements, but Leng Yueli’s strength exceeded anything he expected. Just as she was about to go even further, footsteps approached. Sensing it early, she clicked her tongue softly and stood up.
“Chenxuan… let’s continue next time~”
She returned to her seat as if nothing had happened. Luo Chenxuan sat there dazed, clothes disheveled. Zhong Qing opened the door and walked in, prompting Luo Chenxuan to quickly fix his appearance.
“I’m back,” Zhong Qing said as she entered with Yue Xi.
“Everyone’s here? Then let’s begin the meeting.” Leng Yueli sat in her seat with a radiant smile.
Yue Xi glanced at Luo Chenxuan, who was still fixing his clothes. His eyes were unfocused, and his body still trembled slightly.
The meeting began, but Luo Chenxuan didn’t hear a single word. Everyone now knew he could speak.
He understood that it was all for nothing, but due to his fear of her, he had to try even if there was a one-in-ten-thousand chance he could avoid being exposed.
If those people hadn’t returned just in time, he might’ve been completely devoured. Just as Luo Chenxuan was wondering what to do next…
“What do you think, personal assistant classmate?” Zhong Qing suddenly asked him.
Still in a daze, Luo Chenxuan nodded dumbly. “Uh… I think it’s fine.”
“You even know what we’re talking about?”
“Uh… I guess…?”
Zhong Qing sighed helplessly. “Off-campus activities. Groups of four. It’s part of the freshman orientation, meant to help everyone bond quickly.”
“Off-campus activity?”
“Xingyue holds this event every year. You can even earn extra credits from it.”
She turned to Leng Yueli again. “If it’s decided, I’ll tell Chen Xinyi to prepare the purchasing list.”
Leng Yueli nodded. “It’s settled then. The activity starts next Monday.”
As she spoke, she gave Luo Chenxuan a quick glance, revealing a faint smile.
Luo Chenxuan returned to his classroom. Jiang Ru noticed his disoriented expression and wanted to talk to him, but she missed the perfect moment.
At the same time, in Xiayu City—
Located at the foot of a mountain, Xiayu City was connected to Shangdong City along a mountain road. The two cities supported each other, supplying what the other lacked. Shangdong City, near Long City, focused on technological development, while Xiayu City appeared calm on the surface but was home to a number of shady industries. It was managed by an organization known as “Iron Mask.” Most civilians unable to survive in Shangdong City were pushed down into Xiayu City.
The head of the Iron Mask organization was known as the Cunning Fox. She wore a veil of crimson silk, her light red curled hair resting at her shoulders, and her pale red pupils glowed like cinnabar jade.
She sat on a marble throne, chin resting on her hand as she scanned the room.
A man in a black iron lion mask stepped forward and presented a file. He bowed and said, “Master, we’ve found the whereabouts of the person you wanted investigated.”
Her expression subtly changed, the corners of her mouth lifting slightly. She took the file, concealing her emotions. Her long, crimson fingernails contrasted against her slender, white jade hands.
Opening the file, it contained extremely detailed information about a single person. The photo showed none other than Luo Chenxuan.
“Hmph…” the Cunning Fox snorted softly, then turned her head and gave an order, “Bring him to me.”
The iron-masked man bowed and left.
After school.
With the weekend approaching, Luo Chenxuan walked home listlessly.
Li Hao babbled beside him, but Luo Chenxuan didn’t hear a word. Fortunately, there were no classes on the weekend, and the thought of not seeing Leng Yueli for the next two days made him breathe a little easier.
At home, his parents were, as usual, not around. He had grown used to it. Every time they moved, his parents would be busy for a while and stay away from home for long stretches. That was why Luo Chenxuan often wandered outside alone—and why so many strange things always happened to him.
“Sigh…” Luo Chenxuan opened the fridge, searching for ingredients. Though his parents were gone, they always left him plenty of food. Over time, he’d picked up decent cooking skills.
As he wondered what to make for dinner, there was a knock at the door.
“So late… who could it be?” He slowly approached and looked through the peephole, only to see a smiling man in a suit holding a briefcase.
Luo Chenxuan said nothing, hoping to pretend no one was home.
“Hello? I’m here on behalf of the landlord to finalize the contract,” the man said from outside.
Luo Chenxuan recalled that the landlord was a close friend of his father’s—practically sworn brothers.
Because the move had been rushed and the landlord wasn’t in Long City, no formal contract had been signed yet, but the family had moved in anyway. His father had told him on the night they arrived that he would need to handle the paperwork when the time came.
“But… is that supposed to be today?”
Still suspicious, Luo Chenxuan decided to call his father to confirm.
Just as he pulled out his phone from his pocket—
From behind, mere centimeters away.
“Sorry to trouble you, but you’ll have to come with me.”
Luo Chenxuan’s pupils dilated as he turned around. The once-smiling man in the suit now wore an iron hound mask. The door—he didn’t know when it had opened.
Before he could speak, a buzzing sound rang in his ears, and everything went black as he collapsed to the floor.
The iron-masked man picked up the phone and dialed another number. On the other end came a voice as cold as a machine: “Bring him back. Alive.”