Can not doing what one wants be called rebirth?

Chapter 1. Goodbye Goldfish, I am the one who restarts

The landmark of Beijing's China World Trade Center Phase III, the 81-story China World Trade Center Hotel rises into the sky.

In the penthouse suite, Lu Jincheng wrapped in a bathrobe stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking out the window accompanied by the sound of splashing water.

The lights in the famous building opposite were still on, and even though it was late at night, there was still a lot of traffic and people coming and going near the building commonly known as the "Big Underpants".

There is no way. Not everyone can be like Lu Jincheng, financially free and successful, and can handle the work pressure in a first-tier city without any trouble.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

Lu Jincheng stretched lazily and stood there indifferently, with no intention of closing the curtains.

The man leaned back on the sofa, naturally holding a cigar between two fingers, and with his other hand he skillfully picked up the lighter and lit it in a dashing fancy way.

The Gurkha cigar in his hand, also known as the "Rolls-Royce of cigars", costs $750 each.

"Mr. Lu, what are you looking at?"

A sweet and melodious voice, like the chirping of an oriole, sounded from behind the man.

The girl with her head wrapped in a shower cap pushed open the door. She was shrouded in mist and her skin was so white and delicate that it seemed as if water could be squeezed out of it.

Her cheeks flushed, and she moved to the sofa with a smile, and put her arms around him.

"Nothing, just expressing my admiration for your colleagues who are still working overtime so late."

Lu Jincheng looked at the girl in front of him from head to toe and gave a meaningful smile.

Just being young and beautiful is not enough to get you a ticket to enter Mr. Lu’s suite.

What is even more amazing is that she is much more ambitious than her peers.

As a well-known boss in the circle, his net worth is so high that only top-notch scoundrels can show up on the stage.

Thirty-five-year-old Lu Jincheng has experienced the ups and downs of the business world and has struggled for half his life. He is in the most attractive period of a man.

I have money, free time, and have seen a lot of things, but my youth is gone.

“Who told them they weren’t free?”

The girl giggled and took over Lu Jincheng's conversation.

She was barefoot, with her white toes painted with rose-red nail polish stepping on the soft carpet. She came closer, having just stepped out of the bath, and her breath was as fragrant as orchid.

"What is freedom?"

Lu Jincheng narrowed his eyes, took a deep puff of his cigar, and raised the girl's delicate chin with one hand, and asked.

"I will be free too! I will become a rich woman, haha."

She clasped her hands together and made a gesture of praying to the sky, with a bright light in her eyes.

“Freedom is not about doing whatever you want, but about not doing whatever you don’t want.”

Lu Jincheng sighed, stood up and put out the cigar in his hand.

"Thank you, Mr. Lu. Thinking about it today, I had a really happy weekend last week!"

The temptation across classes is deadly.

The girl raised her head slightly, and thinking of the discipline and gifts from the mature man, a sense of satisfaction filled her red little face.

Girls who blatantly take the female competition route and cross class boundaries have only become more popular in recent years.

But in the public opinion field several years ago, a scheming beauty who loved money was like a rat crossing the street, and everyone would shout and beat her.

The overall environment has changed after all, and people have lifted the veil.

Lu Jincheng didn't reply. He snorted softly, reached for the straps of his bathrobe with one hand, picked up the small blue square on the table with the other hand, and swallowed it skillfully with water.

People always impose some good qualities on beautiful girls.

If she were a student, she would definitely be Lu Jincheng's unattainable goddess. Her manners and her aura of being indecent to be touched were enough to make people not want to have any thoughts on her.

Only a few masters of six-pointed star reincarnation are worthy of having such a girl during their school days.

Looking at her below at this moment, I felt like I was desecrating the young Bai Yueguang.

"Turn around."

The girl bit her lip and leaned obediently against the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window. The expectation in her pupils had long since turned into a pool of spring water.

"Boss Lu, could you please draw the curtains in case there's someone else on the other side?"

"It's okay if you have it."

Lu Jincheng patted the girl's smooth and shiny back indifferently, holding up his cell phone, not caring at all.

"Oh, what if someone sees us?"

"The world is so big, who the hell knows whether your last name is Zhang or Li?"

Lu Jincheng curled his lips, grabbed a handful of hair casually, exerted force in his hands, and said, "You are afraid of being seen for such a small matter. I advise you not to stay in this business and find an honest man to marry as soon as possible."

"Please, Mr. Lu. If someone sees me, I will have to reopen it."

The whimpering sound below gradually became low and as thin as a mosquito's buzz.

"Reopen?"

"I don't believe it."

Lu Jincheng snorted disdainfully and was about to continue speaking when he suddenly felt dizzy all the way to the top of his head.

what happened?

He looked at the remains of pills and the empty goblet on the table, and the next second, he completely lost consciousness.

"Lv Jincheng, Lv Jincheng, are you okay?"

After Lu Jincheng's five senses were restored, everything in front of his eyes was dark. He could only feel a burning pain on his face in a daze.

"Someone come quickly! Someone has fainted here!" What's happening? Who has fainted?

Is it because the drug is too strong or the dosage is too heavy? Is something wrong with her?
When Mr. Lu, a veteran player who is well versed in the Thirty-Six Skills of Dongting Lake, heard this, alarm bells immediately rang in his mind.

He opened his eyes hastily, eager to figure out the situation.

The darkness was instantly torn apart by the scorching sunlight, and the magnificent China World Trade Center suite turned into blue sky, white clouds and a campus playground. Lu Jincheng was surrounded by a group of strange yet familiar faces in the center, as if it was a dream.

Damn, is this new medicine produced in Yunnan Province?

Why is there still a psychedelic effect? ​​Why are these people still wearing camouflage uniforms?

However, this dream that touches the heart is too realistic.

As if reminding him that the youth in his memories was just an illusion.

"Alright! My eyes are open, why are you still slapping my face?"

Lu Jincheng looked confused as he looked at the boy in camouflage uniforms who was trying to slap him to wake him up, but was pulled away from the side by a tall girl.

Her profile made Lu Jincheng feel extremely familiar, but he couldn't remember it at once, so he could only stare at it for a while.

People in later generations say that the standard look for a school beauty is a high ponytail, but if you just look at the outline, there are actually quite a few girls in school who deliberately tie their ponytails high.

What really makes girls stand out is the white swan neck revealed when their smooth hair is tied up high.

Looking up along her slender neck, you can see her jawline with perfect curves, and coupled with her tall and straight nose bridge, her entire profile is like a work of art carefully carved by the Creator.

Even if you spend a whole night in the game sculpting the heroine, repeatedly polishing her facial features, you still can't create such a smooth work.

Looking up again, an iconic beauty mole comes into view.

Beauty mole is a unique mark bestowed by God on beautiful women.

Its existence not only makes the whole face more vivid and three-dimensional, but also exudes an indescribable charm that makes people want to find out more.

Girls with beautiful facial features will often try to put a beauty mole at the corner of their eyes only after their makeup skills have reached perfection, trying to reach the third level of seeing the mountain as still a mountain.

But even the best makeup artists can't bring out her natural beauty.

Shit, I remembered who she was!

The long-forgotten youthful memories flooded into my mind like a non-stop slide show.

Seeing the iconic beauty mole, Lu Jincheng finally remembered that the girl in front of him was called Zhong Ruixi, the well-deserved school belle of his high school alma mater.

As we all know, there are rarely any campus beauties in universities.

On the one hand, it is because the relationships in universities are relatively loose, and it is difficult for students from different classes and majors to know each other, so it is impossible to have authority.

On the other hand, when a school's students come from all over the world and the gender ratio is unbalanced, it is difficult to distinguish between the various types of beauties, big and small, and it is even more difficult to satisfy everyone when selecting the school beauty.

But high school does.

In a high-pressure and tense learning environment, you may not know the teachers in the neighboring classes or classmates in the lower grades.

But after a few physical exercises, all the teachers and students in the school can quickly reach a consensus on what the prettiest girl in the school looks like.

Lu Jincheng blinked hard and sighed in his heart. It has been a long time since I dreamed of Zhong Ruixi.
I don’t know how long it has been since I last dreamed about college.

Like most of his high school classmates, he once had a crush on Zhong Ruixi.

But the difference between Lu Jincheng and those suitors is that he has extraordinary execution ability and waited until college to start pursuing his girlfriend.

As a northerner, he would rather give up the opportunity to study in Beijing for Zhong Ruixi, and apply for the same university and major as her, and come to Jiangcheng, a top university called Nanhu University.

Just to accompany the bright moon, near the water.

But unfortunately, Lu Jincheng, an ordinary college student, still ended up with nothing after all the licking.

It was not until he entered society that he suddenly realized this truth: women are won not by chasing but by attracting them.

The things that you try your best to obtain but cannot obtain in your youth often lay the groundwork for your reckless behavior in the future when you are successful in your career.

Otherwise, why would he specifically remind the girls around him to put on a beauty mole when putting on makeup?
Seeing this haunting beauty mole again, and it was the original version of the peak of beauty at the age of 18, Lu Jincheng couldn't help but stretch out his fingers, as if holding the other person's face, and tapped the corner of Zhong Ruixi's eyes with his thumb.

Another turn.

Ok?
What kind of simulation feel is this?
The tentacle's skin was delicate and smooth, with almost no makeup on it, and not even a speck of foundation got on it as it spun around.

what's going on?
Today’s makeup techniques can really make fake things look real?
"You know what, the mole you painted today looks so realistic."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the girl's almond-shaped eyes wide open with an incredible expression. Her snow-white swan neck under her high ponytail was flushed with a blush that reached deep into her ears.

"Lv Jincheng! What are you doing!"

Feeling both ashamed and angry, Zhong Ruixi grabbed the man's thumb that had just done evil and forcefully bent it to the side.

it hurts!

How can a psychedelic state be so painful?
The angry Zhong Ruixi followed up with the next sentence, causing Lu Jincheng's mind to go completely blank and he stayed where he was.

"Did you get heatstroke from standing at attention and damaged your brain? I've had this mole since I was a child. Is this your first day seeing me?"

The wind brought with it the humid heat of September in Jiangcheng, and the smell of the plastic track exposed to the high temperature spread into the nose. The midday sun gently penetrated the dense green willow leaves, casting sparkling spots like broken diamonds on the ground.

The burning pain is not fake.

The familiar yet unfamiliar classmates are not fake.

The camouflage uniform he was wearing was not fake.

The 100% restored campus military training playground is not fake.

The heavy rainbow Di disappeared, but Lu Jincheng knew without looking at his wrist that it was the summer of 2014.

I.
Am I fucking reborn?

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