Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 372 This is what campus life is all about (4K)

Zeng Mi stared at the red envelope in front of her, unable to come to her senses for a long time.

That's why Ye Yixuan said she wasn't too keen on talking to Zeng Wenjie.

Zeng Wenjie clicked his tongue and said to Zeng Mi, "Sister, do you look down on this small 200 yuan start-of-work bonus?!"

After hearing this, Zeng Mi came to her senses, reached out and took it, and said with a helpless wry smile, "Thank you, boss!"

She was mocking herself.

I'm already thirty years old, yet I've never experienced anything like this.

Holding the thin red envelope, Zeng Mi felt that it was even heavier than the thick and heavy red envelopes she had received before.
She looked up, her eyes a little red, gazing at Zeng Wenjie with a mixture of grievance, anger, confusion, and pain.

In that instant, Zeng Wenjie, who prided himself on being a reborn person and looking down on many people and things, was surprised to find that so many complex emotions could be contained in a person's eyes.

"Time and time again, and time and time again... Why do you do this?!" Zeng Mi questioned angrily and sadly, like a wounded female leopard.

She wasn't slow-witted. Although she couldn't be as insightful and worldly-wise as Feng Xiao, she had met quite a few high-ranking people.

Moreover, during her student days, she was a top student who could rival Ye Yixuan.

Therefore, she could certainly feel Zeng Wenjie repeatedly using an invisible hand to manipulate her fragile heart.

Upon hearing this, Zeng Wenjie smiled wistfully, then frowned and said, "Of course it's because you're beautiful and dignified."

Zeng Mi's anger flared even more, and she almost wanted to ask him if he was looking for death.
But Zeng Wenjie shook his head as he lit a cigarette and continued, "Then it's because of your experiences and resignation that you feel unhappy, especially after your life is in stark contrast to Feng Xiao's."

Zeng Mi opened her mouth as if to curse, but found that she couldn't utter a single swear word. Instead, she felt waves of embarrassment and frustration.

"Finally, I want you to experience what it's like to live as a normal person," Zeng Wenjie said, his brows slowly smoothing out and his eyes deep.

Feng Xiao noticed more than once the incomprehensible marks of time etched on the eyes of this eighteen-year-old boy, and at this moment, Zeng Mi felt the same way.

That kind of obscurity and profundity, as if traversing a time and space, was sharply and precisely nailed to my heart.

Zeng Mi said bitterly, "Are you trying to bully someone like me who's been tricked and lives in regret and pain every day?"

Zeng Wenjie took the cigarette from his lips, twirled it in his hand, and then offered it to Zeng Mi's lips.

"Any destiny, no matter how complex or long, is actually reflected in just one moment, the moment when people fully realize who they really are. There are always some beautiful things in the world that are worth our all-out effort, even if it means being shattered to pieces."

When Zeng Wenjie said those words in a deep and sorrowful tone, Zeng Mi couldn't help but open her mouth and gently bite the filter tip.

After taking a deep drag, I was choked by the strong smoke. I took off the cigarette and coughed repeatedly. Tears, whether from the choking or from a breakdown caused by a mix of emotions, streamed down my face.

Then she saw the tall boy standing under the light give her a bright smile and say, "I wish you were free!"

Zeng Mi sat down in the chair as if struck by lightning, only her right hand, which was holding a cigarette, trembling slightly.

She only came to her senses slightly when a warm hand covered her cheek.

The time has come.

Zeng Wenjie slowly bent down and leaned closer.

But just as they were about to make contact, Zeng Mi suddenly realized what was happening, shoved him hard, stood up in a panic, and ran away.

Zeng Wenjie never expected to be pushed. He stumbled and his lower back hit the edge of the table, causing him to wince in pain.

But he didn't chase after Zeng Mi. He just walked to the window of the studio, lit a cigarette, and watched Zeng Mi's hurried escape.

She seemed to have twisted her ankle, and she jogged awkwardly in her high heels.

Zeng Mi only stopped running after she had left the area of ​​the startup base. She raised her hand to wipe away her tears, only to find that she was still holding the cigarette that Zeng Wenjie had just put in her mouth.

She gave a bitter smile, smashed the cigarette on the ground, sending sparks flying, and then stomped on it with her right foot, repeatedly crushing and tormenting it!
"Is this bastard really not afraid of death?" Zeng Mi said through gritted teeth as she stomped on him.

After venting all her emotions through the cigarette butt, Zeng Mi finally calmed down a bit. She took a deep breath of the cool night air, which stung her lungs slightly, and slowly walked out of the courtyard.

She was actually dressed quite warmly, but the wind tonight felt all-pervasive, and even though she wrapped her clothes tightly, she still felt a bone-chilling cold.

The only warmth on my body came from my cheek, which had just been warmed by that hand.

"Sister Zeng Mi, why did you suddenly run away? I just wanted to whisper something to you."

Sitting in the taxi, Zeng Mi's phone vibrated. She opened it and saw that it was a text message from that bastard Zeng Wenjie.

She was immediately furious. There were only the two of them in room 207, hers and Zeng Wenjie. What were they going to whisper about?

"I remembered the teahouse door wasn't closed, so I was in a hurry to get back. Thank you for the red envelope, and we had a great time drinking. Let's meet again next time!" Zeng Mi replied to the message on her phone.

Upon receiving Zeng Mi's reply, Zeng Wenjie couldn't help but chuckle. If she was willing to reply, then there wasn't much of a problem.

Next, he kept a low profile for two days, letting Feng Xiao chat and drink with Zeng Mi. Hmm... he also bought some Lafite for Feng Xiao, so she could take two bottles with her.

"Any destiny, no matter how complex or long, is actually reflected in just one moment, the moment when people fully realize who they really are. There are always some beautiful things in the world that are worth our all-out effort, even if it means being shattered to pieces."

Zeng Mi opened her QQ and silently added this message to her "Personal Statement" section.

This passage deeply moved her.

Zeng Mi also longs to be free.

Zeng Wenjie walked happily back to his dormitory. Although it was already closing time, he had a very close personal relationship with Uncle Qin, who often smoked cigarettes for him. Like Uncle Dong, they were practically friends despite their age difference.

He has planted the seed of "earth rumble" in Zeng Mi's heart; it remains to be seen whether Zeng Mi will ultimately have the courage to reconcile with her cowardly self from back then.

Freedom is precious and rare; no one can help but yearn for it.

Grandpa Qin was greatly displeased that he had been woken up from his nap and said, "Little Zeng, why are you only coming back at this hour?"

Zeng Wenjie handed him an unopened pack of cigarettes and said, "Sorry, the new project just started, so I've been working overtime a bit."

Grandpa Qin clicked his tongue, took the cigarette from Hua Zi, and said, "It's alright, just give me a heads-up next time, I'll wait for you."

Zeng Wenjie gave him another pack of cigarettes.

"Mr. Zeng, you can come back whenever you want. Old Qin will open the door for you anytime!" Old Qin said immediately with a serious expression.

"No need to..."

"Yes, yes, you are the pride of our Feng Academy! Although I am just a lowly gatekeeper, I am still very proud of you."

Zeng Wenjie chatted with Grandpa Qin for a couple of minutes with a smile, then went back to his dormitory in the dark.

The dormitory room was dimly lit, and a group of people were gathered in the middle, doing something naughty.

"Room check!" Zeng Wenjie said in a deep voice.

This shout nearly made the group wet themselves on the spot.

After Lin Zhenshan saw who it was, he immediately cursed, "You idiot, are you trying to scare people by pretending to be a ghost!"

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Yang Huan threw his cards into the deck and said, "Damn it, I got a great hand and was just about to dominate! It's all your fault, you scared me so much that I threw my cards away."

Zeng Wenjie chuckled twice and said, "Brother Huan, you call 245 a good hand?" Yang Huan stood up and cursed, "What 245? Look carefully, it's clearly a straight flush of 234! Forget it, let's end this match here and let you three trash with 621 off the hook."

After saying this, he waved his hand and said, "The wind's blowing hard, brothers of 626, let's get out of here!"

Looking at this group of lively characters, Zeng Wenjie felt much better. He had been feeling quite depressed all day, with something weighing on his mind.

The card game ended abruptly.

Zeng Wenjie and the three brothers from 621 went to wash up together. Lying in bed, they chatted about things that happened during the Chinese New Year.

"Youngest brother, you're amazing! You managed to bring Mu Qingyang home. Even I, the big boss, can't compare! How happy were you this Spring Festival?" Lin Zhenshan said.

"Does he dare? Mu Qingyang's grandfather would beat him to death!" Wang Bo mocked.

Xu Chuan also let out a strange "hehehe" laugh, saying, "I really didn't expect that the four of us would be taken care of by an old man!"

Zeng Wenjie opened his mouth, then fell silent. He hadn't exchanged contact information with Ninth Master, and didn't know what Ninth Master's current situation was...

If Mu Qingyang knew that Xie Jiu had passed away, he would probably be heartbroken for a very long time.

"This year has been quite meaningful for me. I'll have Xiao Mu come back with me again next year." Zeng Wenjie smiled and put his hands behind his head.

Lin Zhenshan said, "That's good, so that you won't have a bunch of girls giving you apples for Christmas this year, you rascal!"

On the second day, the four handsome guys from 621 got up early together to have breakfast, which was quite rare.

Xu Chuan pointed to the leaves hanging by the roadside and asked, "Can you touch those leaves?"

Zeng Wenjie rolled his eyes.

Wang Bo said, "He definitely can't touch it. Haven't you seen him play basketball with that old man's hook shot?"

Zeng Wenjie asked, "What should I do if I touched it?"

Xu Chuan said, "You're amazing for touching it!"

Zeng Wenjie rushed forward in one stride, took a full run-up, and jumped, his fingertips just touching the leaves hanging high above.

"Sharp!" Lin Zhenshan gasped.

"You're really something!" Xu Chuan and Wang Bo exclaimed.

Zeng Wenjie smiled smugly, feeling quite pleased with himself. "You're really something" could be considered the highest form of courtesy among boys.

Girls definitely wouldn't understand why boys would make such childish bets, with the stakes being nothing more than the four words "You're amazing."

Mu Qingyang was already waiting at the cafeteria entrance. Her coat was open, her pretty face was flushed, and there were beads of sweat on the tip of her nose.

"Going for your morning exercise?" Zeng Wenjie walked up and asked.

"Mmm, I went for a five-kilometer jog," Mu Qingyang said with a light laugh.

Zeng Wenjie reached out and wiped the sweat from the tip of her nose, which drew disgust from the three sluts in the back of room 621, who hissed at him.

Mu Qingyang made a face at them.

Lin Zhenshan praised, "Xiao Mu is much more cheerful than last year, and much more pleasing to the eye."

Xu Chuan commented, "You seem to have gained a little weight?"

Lin Zhenshan sneered, "That's called plump? Is your brain filled with vermicelli?"

Mu Qingyang used his meal card to treat the four of them to breakfast, while he bought himself steamed buns and boiled eggs.

"Could it be that he didn't go home and his dad cut off his food?" Lin Zhenshan couldn't help but ask.

“She’s paying for the sins she committed during the Lunar New Year,” Zeng Wenjie said with a laugh.

Mu Qingyang sat next to Zeng Wenjie, quietly munching on a steamed bun and eating an egg, but his eyes were fixed on the oily beef noodle soup in Zeng Wenjie's bowl.

The more intently they watched, the bigger the bites they took from the steamed bun, as if they were actually eating it.

Lin Zhenshan said, "Being a little plump has its own kind of beauty, why bother?"

Mu Qingyang shook his head repeatedly and said, "I don't want to turn into a tank. Please don't shake my resolve."

By uploading "Battle Through the Heavens" every day, Mu Qingyang actually learned something, and even developed a Dao heart.

After breakfast, Zeng Wenjie planned to take Mu Qingyang to his classroom for his morning class, and then greet Professor Ge and wish the respected professor a Happy New Year.

As I was walking, I suddenly saw a couple arguing. The girl was in a bad mood and was pointing at the boy while cursing him. It was very offensive.

The boy probably felt that arguing with a girl was a bit inappropriate, so he held back and even advised her to speak properly and not to be so aggressive and rude.

Unexpectedly, these words angered the person, who then launched into an even harsher attack.

"Old dog, look over there, that's your wife!" Wang Bo pointed at the girl and whispered.

"Your wife!" Lin Zhenshan said with a smile.

"your wife!"

"your wife!"

"your wife!"

Goodness, these three guys who usually flirt with girls are now giving away their wives to each other.

Zeng Wenjie saw that the boy being scolded was the point guard he had played basketball with before, so he took the initiative to go over and resolve the conflict.

He has a lot of influence at school now, and although the girl was a bit unreasonable, he intervened and the fight ended.

Zeng Wenjie felt that this was the kind of life a young person like him should be living...

After escorting Mu Qingyang to the classroom and exchanging greetings with Professor Ge, receiving some earnest instruction from the old professor, he then went to the entrepreneurship base for a meeting.

"Boss, you've been exposed on the forum," Chen Qiao suddenly said to Zeng Wenjie.

Zeng Wenjie was stunned, completely baffled. Then he went over to take a look and, lo and behold, an anonymous post accused him of abusing his power, being rich but heartless, helping a third-year student bully a young girl, and forcing her to apologize to the boy who was in the wrong...

The post caused a stir, with many people leaving comments such as "How could Zeng Wenjie do this?", "He seemed pretty good, I didn't expect him to be this kind of person", and "So disgusting, pretentious men are the most repulsive..."

"That's fucking classic!"

Zeng Wenjie even took the initiative to click the mouse to like the post.

He logged into his campus forum account and replied directly: "Is your mother dead?"

Chen Qiao, who was standing nearby, was stunned, and then felt inexplicably ignited.

"Look at this, such poor manners! It's truly immoral! I really don't know how the school can support trash like you." The poster, probably paying attention to their own post, replied immediately.

"I make thousands a minute, I don't have time to deal with a piece of shit like you," Zeng Wenjie replied before closing the post.

(End of this chapter)