Rebirth Must Be Happy

What does he mean?

Song Zhiyu returned to her room, rolled around on the bed a couple of times, touched her cheeks, and felt that they weren't so hot anymore. Only then did she stop rolling around and lie on the bed lost in thought.

Xiao Guai bit its favorite shoelace, lightly jumped onto the bed, placed it in front of Song Zhiyu, and then squatted on the bed, gazing at her expectantly.

"All you ever do is play!"

Song Zhiyu poked its head with her finger, and Xiao Guai rubbed its head against her finger, looking very affectionate and enjoying it.

Suddenly, she seemed to remember something, got up and jumped out of bed, walked to the table in her slippers, picked up a pen, and quickly drew a few strokes on the paper.

Dissatisfied, she casually erased the lines she had drawn and then redrawn them.

After repeating this several times, Song Zhiyu finally gave up and sent Chen Xingzhu a message: "Sister Xingzhu, are you busy?"

Chen Xingzhu replied after a while: "Just finished blow-drying my hair, what's wrong?"

Song Zhiyu: "Call me, I'll come and blow-dry your hair."

Song Zhiyu: "I can play it really well."

Chen Xingzhu: "Okay, I'll call you next time."

Chen Xingzhu: "What do you want with me?"

Song Zhiyu: "You can draw, right? Could you draw a brand logo for me, using slanted lines to represent the feeling of rain?"

Song Zhiyu: "It's just about designing a logo using my name."

Chen Xingzhu: "I'll give it a try."

She sent another photo a while later. The photo showed a piece of draft paper with four slanted lines drawn in pencil. Some were single lines, while others were irregularly broken. The lines looked quite neat.

"That's it!"

Song Zhiyu was overjoyed, "We'll find someone to optimize it later. Sister Xingzhu, you're amazing!"

Chen Xingzhu: "Is your brother going to use your name to create a brand?"

Song Zhiyu: "Mmm!"

Song Zhiyu: "My brother said the game studio registered in Suicheng is called: Zhiyu Studio."

Song Zhiyu: "I thought it sounded pretty good, so I didn't refuse."

Chen Xingzhu: "It really sounds nice."

Song Zhiyu: "Guess what my brother will call you?"

Chen Xingzhu: "He said that?"

Song Zhiyu: "No, but he will definitely register other companies using your name, because he has a company with Sister Wanqing, and he also registered a studio using my name, so it will definitely include yours."

Chen Xingzhu: "There's no need to treat everyone equally."

Song Zhiyu: "Because my brother likes you the most."

After sending that message, she immediately understood why Xu Jinhuan absolutely refused to tell her his phone password.

Because she absolutely will not let Xie Wanqing know her phone password now, otherwise Xie Wanqing would definitely be angry if she saw the chat history.

Chen Xingzhu: "Then I'm going to sleep."

Song Zhiyu: "Wait a minute."

Song Zhiyu: "Sister Xingzhu, I have a question for you. Do you think I'm a bad guy?"

Chen Xingzhu: "Can you accept me giving you an answer that's not what you're expecting?"

Song Zhiyu: "It seems impossible."

Chen Xingzhu: "No."

Song Zhiyu: "What if I could accept it?"

Chen Xingzhu: No, not exactly.

Song Zhiyu smiled and sent a voice message asking, "Then why did you ask me?"

Chen Xingzhu also replied with a voice message: "Just checking if you have the answer you're expecting."

Song Zhiyu: "So as long as I have the answer I'm looking for, even if I say I can accept it, you'll still say it's the answer I'm looking for?"

Chen Xingzhu: "Mm."

Song Zhiyu: "Why?"

Chen Xingzhu: "Simple."

Song Zhiyu: "You don't want to argue with me, do you?"

Chen Xingzhu responded with a voice message, "Mmm."

Song Zhiyu held up her phone and asked, "I have another question for you. If my brother liked another girl, would you be angry?"

Chen Xingzhu replied with the text: "Yes."

Song Zhiyu continued sending voice messages: "Will you ignore him?"

Chen Xingzhu replied with a text message: "Yes." Song Zhiyu asked: "Aren't you afraid of being manipulated or framed by others?"

Chen Xingzhu: "I'm scared."

Song Zhiyu: "Do you think I'm a bad guy now?"

Chen Xingzhu: "No."

Song Zhiyu pressed the voice button again, but then swiped to cancel it and made a video call instead.

Two pretty girls' faces quickly appeared on the phone screen, one large and one small. Song Zhiyu switched between the large and small frames, carefully examining them for a few seconds before asking, "Sister Xingzhu, who do you think is prettier between us?"

A slight smile seemed to appear on Chen Xingzhu's lips. After a moment's thought, she answered softly, "Me."

"I also think I look better."

Song Zhiyu seemed satisfied with the answer, tilted her head, and asked again, "Have you always seen me as an immature child?"

Chen Xingzhu was silent for a few seconds before answering softly, "Some."

Song Zhiyu asked, "We're only two years apart in age. Do you think you were immature or a child two years ago?"

Chen Xingzhu shook her head: "It seems unlikely."

She was a little too frank, and Song Zhiyu didn't know how to respond for a moment. After thinking for a while, she asked suspiciously, "Sister Xingzhu, are you unhappy?"

Chen Xingzhu wanted to shake her head in denial, but ultimately chose to remain silent.

Did my brother talk to you?

Song Zhiyu asked curiously, "If he were chatting with you, he would definitely find out."

Chen Xingzhu smiled and shook her head.

"He's probably still writing something. I just saw him writing a plan for a food brand company he's going to start with Sister Wanqing..."

Song Zhiyu helped explain, then smiled on the screen, her dimples appearing slightly as she said, "Let me tell you a joke. My brother told me one before. You know Miaoyin, right?"

Chen Xingzhu nodded.

“Miaoyin’s mom is very frugal, while Miaoyin’s dad is the kind of person who doesn’t care about details. They often argue. A couple of years ago, during one argument, Miaoyin’s mom said, ‘Do you know that I only ever tear off half a tissue each time I use it?’ Then Miaoyin’s dad said, ‘Oh? I knew it! Who always only tears off half a tissue? It makes me have to use one and a half tissues every time…’”

She managed to finish the last sentence, then burst into laughter, finding it increasingly hilarious until tears streamed down her face. She chuckled and asked, "Isn't it hilarious?"

"Ah."

Chen Xingzhu nodded, unable to suppress a smile, "Is it true?"

"Yeah, that's why it's funny."

Song Zhiyu barely suppressed a laugh. "Well, this room I'm living in used to be full of junk, like cardboard boxes and stuff. When I moved in, my aunt sold all the cardboard boxes, but she still wanted to collect the boxes and bottles. My uncle and brother wouldn't let her. At first, my aunt put them on the balcony, but then my brother made some money playing games and persuaded her. Then he told this joke, basically saying, 'You're going to all that trouble to earn a little more money selling junk, and I—I'm referring to my brother—it's just a waste to spend a little more, it's meaningless…'"

She thought for a moment and added, "But my aunt listens mainly because my brother is making money from games. Even today, Uncle Xie decisively invested 30 yuan, and my aunt and uncle didn't stop him. They respect my brother's opinion mainly because he's making money. They believe he's capable and competent... right?"

"Ah."

Chen Xingzhu nodded slightly, then asked, "Why are you telling me all this?"

"I'll chat with you."

Song Zhiyu said, "That way, if you focus your attention on what I'm saying, you won't be unhappy..."

Holding her phone in one hand and clenching her fist in the other, she gestured in front of the camera with an unwavering determination, saying, "Sister Xingzhu, don't worry, I'm on your side now, and the two of us will definitely be able to defeat Sister Wanqing!"

Chen Xingzhu laughed and said, "Just like when you stood on Sister Wanqing's side before?"

"Hehe~"

Song Zhiyu didn't respond, instead flashing a sweet smile, trying to get away with it, "I'm young and naive, I was fooled by Sister Wanqing's appearance, but now I know who the real enemy is..."

Chen Xingzhu thought for a moment and said, "I also thought of a joke that saves money."

"Okay, you say."

Song Zhiyu was very happy, feeling that this atmosphere of telling jokes to each other was great and conducive to unity among allies. "What joke?"

Chen Xingzhu said, "My maternal grandmother has heart disease. Last year, she had an attack and was hospitalized. My mother asked her why she wasn't taking the medicine prescribed for her. My grandmother said, 'The medicine is too expensive. Not taking it saves money.' My mother was very angry and said, 'Why are you saving money? Taking your medicine on time will prevent you from having an attack.' My grandmother retorted, 'Isn't that just right? I'm saving money to buy medicine, which is so expensive...'"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Song Zhiyu laughed so hard on the bed that she almost fell over, nearly crushing Xiao Guai. Xiao Guai jumped to the foot of the bed and stared at her with wide, round eyes, looking horrified as if she had seen something dirty.

"Hahahahaha..."

Song Zhiyu was still laughing, and Chen Xingzhu didn't try to stop her. He just stared at the ceiling on the screen. After a while, Song Zhiyu's laughter suddenly stopped.

The young girl raised her phone again, staring at Chen Xingzhu suspiciously: "Why do I feel like you're insulting me? Is this true?"

Chen Xingzhu nodded gently on the screen: "It's true."

"Oh."

Song Zhiyu felt relieved, then thought for a moment and asked, "So you're not using Grandma's example to satirize me?"

A faint smile appeared on Chen Xingzhu's lips, which quickly spread into a very happy smile as she spoke, so much so that her voice coming from the phone also clearly carried a hint of laughter:

"It's an insult to you." (End of Chapter)