Rebirth Must Be Happy

Chapter 139 [138] Still Apologizing After Getting Married

"I am back."

Xu Jinhuan returned home at ten o'clock. His parents were a little sleepy and had only gone to bed because they were worried about him. Once they saw him come home, they went to sleep.

Xu Jinhuan put down his things, took a shower, and when he came out, he found that no one was in the living room, so he turned off the lights and went back to his room.

He didn't even bother to blow-dry his short hair. He took out the gift he had just bought for Song Zhiyu from his bag, went to her door, and gently knocked on the door with the gift.

"Come in."

Soon, Song Zhiyu's voice came from inside. Xu Jinhuan pushed open the door and saw her wearing the strawberry patterned nightgown that she liked very much, sitting on the bed playing games.

Judging from the sound effects, it's playing "Flappy Bird".

"Why are you playing this again?"

She turned on the air conditioner, Xu Jinhuan closed the door, then walked in with her hands behind her back, smiling as she asked, "Didn't you say you weren't interested?"

"Now there is."

Song Zhiyu continued to concentrate on the game, "My classmate is playing it too, and I'm comparing it with him... and I've found that the field of view is wider on the iPad."

Xu Jinhuan asked, "You've already gotten this close to your classmates?"

Song Zhiyu said, "She was my classmate in the United States."

"Is it starting to become popular on the North American server too?"

Xu Jinhuan hadn't paid much attention to the detailed data these past two days, so she was a little surprised. "I'll have to take a look later."

Song Zhiyu sensed a hint of smugness in his tone, but after thinking for a moment, she decided not to expose him: "That classmate on the American server plays this game because she recommended it to him!"
"Boom"

Distracted like that, she crashed into the pipe and died, letting out a slightly annoyed "Ah!" before looking up at Xu Jinhuan: "What are you doing here?"

In fact, seeing Xu Jinhuan deliberately with his hands behind his back, how could she not guess that Xu Jinhuan had come to deliver a gift?

But fearing he would realize how much she cared, she pretended to have forgotten about it to show that she didn't care at all.

If you don't care about his gift, then you naturally don't care about him either.

"Here, a gift for you."

Xu Jinhuan took out the hand that had been hidden behind her back and handed a folding fan to Song Zhiyu, unfolding it with a "whoosh." "How is it? Pretty, isn't it?"

This is a folding fan that seems to be for performance purposes. The fan ribs are fine and small, and the fan surface is not paper but silk cloth, which presents a gradient of purple from dark to light and is decorated with ink-wash style orchids. It looks quite exquisite.

Xu Jinhuan bought it for 10 yuan at the supermarket; if it were sold on Pinduoduo in later times, it would cost at most 3 yuan.

"Why would you give me a fan if there's air conditioning?"

Song Zhiyu said with a hint of disgust, "I have to fan myself..."

"It's not for you to use."

Xu Jinhuan explained with a smile, "It's for you to hold. I chose it mainly because I think it looks beautiful and good on you, and it suits your temperament..."

Song Zhiyu glanced at him sideways: "Then tell me, what kind of temperament do I have?"

"Of course it's cool."

Song Zhiyu clearly has a pure and sweet appearance and temperament, but she likes to act cool, or rather, she yearns for it—her ideal self is most likely like Chen Xingruo tonight.

Xu Jinhuan had received the answer from the future in advance, and his response was fluent and quick.

"Really?"

Song Zhiyu had originally thought Xu Jinhuan would say she was sweet and cute, something she was already tired of hearing. Hearing him say that, she was pleasantly surprised. After so many days, her dimples reappeared, and she smiled and said, "Okay."

She happily took the fan, unfolded it, and fanned herself. Since Xu Jinhuan had said beforehand that it suited her temperament, she liked it more and more as she looked at it, and even the coolness she felt while fanning herself was thanks to the fan.

If the air conditioner on the wall next to us could talk, it would probably have yelled: That's clearly my doing!
"It's really pretty."

Song Zhiyu fanned herself twice, then nodded in satisfaction. "How much?"

"five hundred."

Xu Jinhuan took out the five hundred yuan he had borrowed from her and returned it to her. "I didn't need it, so I'm returning it to you... Uh, the fan was only a dozen yuan, quite cheap." "Yeah, only two US dollars."

Song Zhiyu nodded, not at all disgusted; on the contrary, she felt even more that it was a good deal. "Thank you."

"polite."

Xu Jinhuan waved his hand, "I'm leaving."

He was eager to chat with Chen Xingzhu, and after running around all day, he was indeed tired. He lay down on the bed and almost wanted to fall asleep immediately.

He took out his phone and sent Chen Xingzhu a message: "How is it?"

Chen Xingzhu replied quickly: "It's nothing."

Xu Jinhuan: "That's good."

Xu Jinhuan: "I won't bother you anymore, let's have a proper conversation."

Chen Xingzhu listened to him very well, spoke nicely to her sister, and did not reply to his messages again.

Xu Jinhuan got up, took the things out of his bag, and charged his phone first. As for the power bank, which was the real hero of his day of taking photos, he decided to leave it for later and charge it when he was free.

He turned on his computer, wrote down a few thoughts from his field "investigation" that day, made some simple organization, and then turned off the lights and went to sleep.

"Sis, this dress of yours looks pretty good."

On the other side, Chen Xingruo finished showering, changed into her sister's pajamas, and returned to the room. "Isn't it pretty?"

She suddenly had a whimsical thought: "If I dyed my hair, wore your clothes, and then pretended to be you, would anyone be able to tell the difference?"

Chen Xingzhu looked her younger sister up and down, and indeed it felt like looking in a mirror. She smiled and said, "You have a small mole in your right eyebrow. When we were little, the fortune teller said it was called 'a pearl hidden in the eyebrow,' a sign of great wealth and honor. I don't have that."

"We're the same."

Chen Xingruo hadn't washed her hair, so she simply gathered it up and lay down on her sister's bed. "You can put a mole inside your eyebrow... Oh, right!"

She sat up again and said seriously, "You're not allowed to tell anyone that I have a mole in my eyebrow. Nobody is allowed to tell anyone. I don't want anyone to know how to tell us apart... Nobody is allowed to tell anyone."

Chen Xingzhu said, "His name is Xu Jinhuan."

"Anyway, you're not allowed to tell him."

Chen Xingruo lay down again. "By the way, I need to charge my phone... Are you happy now?"

"happy."

Chen Xingzhu, also wearing pajamas, sat on the bed, smiling as she looked at her younger sister, who was noticeably more lively. "I overheard Mom talking to Uncle Li once, and I learned that you were in Beijing. I originally planned to go to Beijing to find you when I went to university..."

"Then I also went to university in Beijing."

Chen Xingruo smiled and said, "It's a good thing I met you this time, otherwise Dad would definitely have sent me to study abroad... But my grades aren't good, so I probably won't get into a good school in the college entrance exam. I'll have to think of other ways."

Chen Xingzhu asked, "What method?"

"Arts and literature."

Chen Xingruo smiled and said, "If I don't know the answer to a science or engineering question, I just don't know it. But I can draw and I can write poetry. Whether a painting or a poem is good or bad is up to people to decide, right? That makes things much easier."

She didn't care at all, covered her legs with the blanket, and moved closer to her sister, excitedly saying, "Sister, tomorrow I'll wear your clothes and dye my hair back, then we'll go find that Xu Jinhuan together and see if he can tell the two of us apart, okay?"

Chen Xingzhu retorted, "Why are you trying this?"

"Give it a try."

Chen Xingruo laughed, "If he likes you, he should be able to recognize you, right? Otherwise, he only held my hand today, but if you two get married in the future and he still mistakes me for you, then it won't just be about holding hands..."

"Don't talk nonsense."

Chen Xingzhu lightly tapped her, blushing slightly as she retorted, "We're just classmates, we're not at that level yet."

“If you didn’t say that, then you definitely haven’t arrived yet.”

Chen Xingruo glanced at her sister's expression, which seemed to say, "I've seen through too much with my discerning eyes." "But since you've said that, regardless of whether we get married in the future, we definitely won't escape his clutches!"

(End of this chapter)