Rebirth after the college entrance examination

Chapter 59 Who made the bed?
As soon as I got off the train, the salty sea breeze hit me in the face.

Xia An sniffed—yes, the familiar smell of rotten seafood.

He had imagined that as soon as he got out of the car he would see the gorgeously dressed Tang Xiaowan head-on, but the scene of her entering the school in a big Bentley did not happen.

He carried two large bags on his shoulders like a Ninja Turtle, and pulled another one on top of his suitcase, then merged into the crowd with his heavy load.

After walking a few steps, I couldn't walk anymore.

I called Tang Xiaowan, but the phone kept ringing and she replied: I'm busy.

Xia An laughed, put away his phone and continued to leave the station in embarrassment.

He thought about a lot of things during the five hours on the train.

Tang Wan wanted Xia An to exchange his sincerity for hers so as to eliminate the psychological barrier of age.

She gave herself and Xia An a so-called one-month reflection period. To put it bluntly, the little girl was a little self-conscious and wanted to save face.

Report today and tomorrow, and start military training the day after tomorrow.

He told himself that he must deal with Tang Wan within two days.

This way, they could leave enough time to tie up the stubborn little Lening before Zuo You returned to school.

A while ago, the three heroines were busy with their own things, wasting a whole summer vacation.

Now time is short and the task is heavy. Xia An must develop a reasonable strategy to deal with scumbag men that can be executed completely according to the schedule.

Otherwise, once Tang Wan and Le Ning start fighting, and the war hasn't even started by the time Xiao Youzi comes back, there's an 80% chance... no, 99% chance that everything will be lost.

Will you protect the big and the small when the time comes?

The palms and backs are full of meat.

Thinking about it all the way, Xia An asked himself countless times, which one should he be willing to let go?
There is no answer to this question.

So he asked again from a different angle.

Won't they meet a man who is more suitable and better to them than you?
This one has a clear answer:
Better than those who have been reborn?

Bullshit.

Who can understand Le Ning's persistence and the depth of his love better than himself?
Who could feel more ashamed of her and more distressed about her half-life of waiting than myself?

Who can better understand how to take good care of the little pomelo that has been broken into pieces than yourself?

Who could be more daring than a reborn person to touch the little aunt who is not that strong without any scruples?
Tang Wan, Xia An firmly believes that she feels the same way as he does about Xiao Youzi.

A new anchor point.

……

Every year.

As you exit the station, you can see senior volunteers holding signs to welcome the new students.

These people are generally seniors from the Student Union’s Life Department and Sports Department.

They are all warm-hearted.

We will not refuse to help you carry your luggage just because you are a boy, nor will we refuse to help girls carry their luggage just because they have parents around.

Xia An also took this bus when he reported for duty in his previous life, but he didn't have so much luggage that time.

The reason was that he didn't dare to kick the ball straight that year, and didn't leave a message "I like you" under the diary.

So, Zuo You didn't feel comfortable sending so many things to his parents.

On the contrary, Wei Xiaofang didn't prepare much for Zuo You.

With the help of two seniors, Xia An got on the welcome bus.

The senior student who was recording the number of people and their names had an innocent look, and one could tell at a glance that she was a college student.

Holding the notebook, she asked Xia An, "Which college are you from?"

"Art Academy." Xia An replied.

The senior student looked at him deeply.

Xia An knew the meaning of this look.

Students with artistic talents generally have good family conditions. In most cases, students from within the province will drive to school by themselves, and those from outside the province basically come by plane. There are also welcoming volunteers at the airport.

It’s not that there are no people who come by train, but they are relatively fewer.

After being on duty for a whole morning, the girl only received five new students from the art school.

Forty minutes later, the bus was full and departed.

Inside the car, there was only the chatter of parents, and the young freshmen were too shy to talk to each other.

Xia An, undisturbed, sat by the window, quietly looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar street scene outside.

After graduating, Yuan Shixiaan lived in Binhai for another six years before beginning a long period of homelessness.

He has a very clear understanding of the city's infrastructure trends over the next decade or so.

Due to geological difficulties, not a single subway line has been built.

Where will the land be reclaimed and real estate built, and where will the new airport be planned?

Even the initial policy regulations of the free trade zone.

He knew all of this by heart.

……

After the millennium, more and more students from Northeast China chose to enter the country or move south after graduation, resulting in serious talent loss.

At the request of the Education Bureau, buses used by schools to welcome new students must circle Binhai Road before entering the school.

This is a little trick for local governments to retain employees.

A variation of the beauty trap, the beautiful scenery trap.

The sea and the sky are one color, dense forests are everywhere, and when the autumn breeze blows, exclamations of admiration rise one after another in the car.

Xia An got tired of watching and took the initiative to give up his seat to an aunt who was about to lie on him.

After struggling out from under a pair of huge breasts, the girl sitting in the aisle shyly nodded to Xia An to apologize.

Xia An took a look at her when they changed seats. She was neither ugly nor pretty.

The girl obviously wanted to say something to the handsome Xia An.

After much hesitation, he finally handed him a piece of Wrigley's gum.

He said in a mosquito-like voice: "I'm sorry, thank you."

The combination of these five words is very strange.

Moreover, he could tell at a glance that this girl was still in the mentality of a junior high or high school student.

Green, too green.

Xia An sighed inwardly. One month? Three months? A semester?

University is like a large juicer. No matter what kind of fruit you have or whether you are ripe or not, in one year at most, it will definitely break you down and reassemble you, either physically or psychologically, or both, and truly allow you to enter the next stage of your life.

Xia An politely declined: "I have diabetes." There were too many private cars, and the bus was stuck at the school gate.

The students' parents got off the bus one after another, but Xia An remained seated.

I didn't follow them until the volunteers came back to help relieve the burden.

In 2006, the university gates still separated two worlds with completely different values.

Before even walking in, Xia An could hear the singing voice full of youthful charm.

——Here in my territory, you have to listen to me
Colorful flags were fluttering, and awnings and private cars formed long queues on the sidewalks and roads respectively.

The first one is the fixed booth of the mobile company during the school season.

The M-zone service, which was launched in 03 and changed its logo in 2020, is a youthful and modern communication package tailored for college students.

Focus on personality and fashion.

They even invited Jay Chou, the most popular celebrity at the time, to be their spokesperson.

The package costs 38 per month, which is basically not enough to finish.

Xia An had a lot of luggage and felt embarrassed to trouble his two strong servants to follow him.

He said, "I'll get the card and other things myself later. I'll go register first."

"Then we both thank you?"

Xia An knew the way and dragged his huge suitcase, walking faster than them and finding the registration office of the Art Academy first.

After signing, Xia An asked for a process sheet and ran from building to building with ease, without any need for guidance from the two workers.

Two senior students followed him.

Binhai University is the largest comprehensive university in the city, with 42,000 teachers and students.

Within an hour, Xia An had a souvenir in his hand - a large washbasin, and went straight to the dormitory building.

"No, why did you come here?"

The senior was so tired that he was panting.

Xia An smiled and said that she had been there.

The dormitory area is relatively quiet, with a gentle breeze and mottled shade from trees that separates the light and dark.

The wheels of the freshmen's suitcases played the same tune in unison, and laughter filled the world.

Without the ivory tower, there would be no Weiming Lake.

There is only an endless corridor under the camphor tree, with generations of charming young men and women walking by.

The door of 515 was closed, not locked, and left a crack.

Standing at the door, Xia An heard the sound coming from inside.

very familiar.

The three of them should be here.

"Thank you, seniors. I'll invite you to play with me if you have the chance."

Xiaopijin is the most popular barbecue restaurant among students in the food court.

After thanking the two workers, Xia An told them to just put the luggage bags on the floor in the corridor.

"You're welcome, let's go."

The seniors didn’t know that their words not only made them miss a meal, but also an opportunity.

Xia An pushed open the door.

In the backlight, there are the sturdy silhouettes of three old friends.

Before he could even open his mouth, he heard, "Fuck! You're finally here! You're Xia An? That's awesome!"

The person who spoke was a fat man with a sturdy build, Qi Buyang.

The other two who were good-looking came over to show their friendliness to the stranger Xia An and helped him carry his suitcase.

Xia An was not shy and said to Lu Fei and Lu Yao, "There are three more bags by the wall at the door."

Then he looked at Qi Buyang and said with a calm smile, "I am Xia An."

He knew what Qi Buyang was saying.

Glancing towards his bed.

Ha, sure enough.

Xiao Lening has already been here.

The four-piece bedding set is neatly arranged...

Eh? wrong.

Xia An smiled and was stunned.

He remembered that Yuan Shilening bought him a plain dark blue linen model.

Why this time... the colors are right, but there are a few more Doraemons?

Qi Buyang was very outgoing and hugged Xia An with his bare arms.

He winked and said, "Is that girl your girlfriend?"

Oh? They ran into Le Ning?
Qi Buyang: "She's beautiful, really beautiful. Is she from our school? Which school? I tried to talk to her but she ignored me."

Xia An nodded and smiled: "Yes, my girlfriend is from our college."

"Wow...senpai? Junior or senior?"

Junior or senior year? ? Senior? ?

Xia An was confused. Has Le Ning changed to a mature style?

Just about to speak.

I heard footsteps coming from the corridor that did not belong to boys.

And a soft, gentle, graceful voice: "You're here?"

Xia An turned around slowly and stiffly, and saw a slender figure gradually walking out of the darkness of the corridor.

It's a skirt, it's a dress.

Snow-white canvas shoes.

The curving curves, illuminated by the light and shadow coming in from the dormitory window, are deep and shallow, bright and dark, undulating and concave...

Little Lening, with a high ponytail, carrying a slender flute box on her back and holding a brand new four-piece bedding set in her hands, walked into the doorway.

Qi Buyang and Lu Yao took a deep breath.

I was surprised that another beautiful lady came to make Xia An's bed, and I was also surprised that another fucking beautiful lady came to make Xia An's bed???
Only the handsome Lu Fei scratched his head and asked Xia An, "Should I put the bag in the cabinet?"

(End of this chapter)