Rebirth Must Be Happy

"Brother, I should be there when you're giving your awards, right?"

After leaving the playground and parting ways with Chang Yanqiu and Deng Shanshan, Song Zhiyu asked, "I've never been to the same school as you before, so should I call you senior?"

Xu Jinhuan laughed and said, "Go ahead and shout."

"Senior Jin Huan?"

She muttered, "Not as good as Brother Jinhuan's voice..."

"It's not over, is it?"

Xu Jinhuan glared at her, then suddenly remembered something and asked Chen Xingzhu, "Is Li Yunxue also coming to our school?"

"Ah."

Chen Xingzhu nodded.

"I hope I won't be in the same class as Li Yunxue."

Song Zhiyu suddenly had a brilliant idea and declared, "Sister Xingzhu, don't worry, if I were in the same class as her, I would show her what cruelty is!"

"Don't bully her."

Song Zhiyu and Li Yunxue are the same age, but their mental levels are completely different. Chen Xingzhu was afraid that she would do something reckless, so he quickly instructed her, "Just ignore her."

Song Zhiyu asked, "Don't you want revenge?"

"It's pointless."

Chen Xingzhu shook her head, then smiled and sighed, "It's fine as it is now."

"If it were me, I would definitely retaliate."

Song Zhiyu puffed out her cheeks and glanced at Xie Wanqing. "Sister Wanqing, if it were me, I wouldn't forgive my parents so easily."

"You are young."

Xie Wanqing glared at her, "This isn't forgiveness..."

She sighed and didn't continue.

Song Zhiyu asked, "What is that?"

Xu Jinhuan smiled and replied, "Never mind."

"Why should we let it go?"

Song Zhiyu said angrily, "If Sister Xingzhu had bullied Li Yunxue since she was little, would Li Yunxue have held a grudge? If Sister Wanqing's parents are old and rely on her, and she cuts off their living expenses, would they have held a grudge?"

Xu Jinhuan said, "Stop with the empty talk."

Song Zhiyu was just being stubborn. Even though her own parents were divorced, she had to pretend to be completely indifferent and happy. If she were in Chen Xingzhu's or Xie Wanqing's situation now, she certainly wouldn't be able to do what she said.

Or perhaps it's just human nature that things are always easier said than done; we can analyze things perfectly for others, but when it comes to ourselves, we're completely lost.

"Ok."

Song Zhiyu sighed softly and then said, "So, what do you think I should say when I introduce myself at the start of the semester to make a splash?"

"It's easy."

Xu Jinhuan laughed, and seeing that the three girls were staring at him, he calmly revealed his brilliant plan: "First, introduce yourself, and then say to the homeroom teacher: 'Teacher, high school is a crucial time that determines your life. I suggest that our class arrive at school an hour earlier and leave two hours later than other classes every day, and double the amount of homework.' I guarantee it will be a resounding success!"

Even Chen Xingzhu couldn't help but laugh out loud, and Song Zhiyu was so angry that she swung her fist at him: "Then I'll be a dead man!"

"Then you'll be the last one to go to the classroom,"

Xu Jinhuan continued to offer suggestions, "Then, under the watchful eyes of the whole class, stand at the door, look around, then lower your head slightly, rub your forehead, sigh, and say: 'Ha, the old man really is something, assigning me to this kind of class...'"

Song Zhiyu didn't hear her and asked in confusion, "What do you mean?"

Before Chen Xingzhu could answer, Xie Wanqing laughed and said, "Have you guys read those? It's those youth novels where the male or female protagonist has a powerful background, and then their elders arrange for them to go to a regular school..."

"My sister has actually read this kind of novel?"

Xu Jinhuan was quite surprised, then looked at Chen Xingzhu and asked, "You've seen it too?"

Xie Wanqing said, "Yes, I've seen it. A lot of people in my class watched it in high school..."

Chen Xingzhu nodded, but said, "I watched it in junior high school."

Have you guys seen this before?

Xu Jinhuan then offered another suggestion, saying to Song Zhiyu, "Stand on the podium, pretend to be stunned, then look at the students below and mutter to yourself, 'Isn't this my classroom from my first year of high school? I... I've been reborn?'"

"What the hell?"

Song Zhiyu said with disdain, "None of them are usable... Don't say anything."

"Then you should give yourself a pep talk before you speak, like this,"

Xu Jinhuan set an example by clenching his fist, his face resolute, and said in a high-pitched voice full of energy, "Song Zhiyu, you can do it! Keep it up!"

The three girls almost died laughing at him. Song Zhiyu barely managed to hold back her laughter, rolled her eyes and said, "Get lost, I'm not talking to you anymore."

"I have so many great ideas! I guarantee you'll be remembered by everyone..."

Arriving at the car, Xu Jinhuan asked, "How are you two planning to sit?"

"Anyway, you and Sister Wanqing can't sit together."

With her hands behind her back, Song Zhiyu shook her head smugly and said to Chen Xingzhu, "Sister Xingzhu, why don't we all go with Sister Wanqing? Let my brother drive himself."

Xu Jinhuan said, "Then one of you will have to sit alone in the back row."

Song Zhiyu hesitated for a moment, and Chen Xingzhu smiled and said, "Then I'll go with my sister, and you can go with your brother." "Okay, then Sister Wanqing, please drive slowly."

Song Zhiyu agreed without hesitation, waved happily to Xie Wanqing, opened the Mercedes door and got in, "I'm going for a massage!"

Xu Jinhuan helped her turn on the massage chair, turned to look at her pure and sweet profile, and smiled, "What have you been doing these past few days?"

"Nothing much, just lounging around at home."

Song Zhiyu puffed out her cheeks and glanced at him sideways, "Unlike you, you can still go to Yinchuan to play."

"Was I going there to have fun?"

Xu Jinhuan waited for Xie Wanqing to move first before slowly following her out of the school gate. "If you like, I'll take you out to play during the holidays."

"Really?"

Song Zhiyu sat up straight in surprise and asked, "You're just taking me?"

Xu Jinhuan laughed and said, "Sure, you're in charge of persuading them."

“I told you you didn’t want to hang out with them,”

Song Zhiyu pouted and said, "Going out with girls is too troublesome, of course, that doesn't include me."

"Yes, that makes sense."

Xu Jinhuan casually agreed.

"well,"

Song Zhiyu sighed softly again, looked at Xu Jinhuan and asked, "Brother, did you ever think you could get into Peking University?"

"Of course I've thought about it."

Xu Jinhuan said, "Who didn't struggle with the decision of whether to go to Peking University or Tsinghua University when they were a kid?"

"I wasn't thinking about Tsinghua or Peking University."

Song Zhiyu sighed again, "I'm thinking about whether to go to Harvard or Stanford..."

Xu Jinhuan turned her head to look at her and asked softly, "Do you miss your parents? Why don't you go back and visit them?"

"never mind."

Song Zhiyu shook her head. "They're probably just adjusting to their new lives. It's good enough that I become a fixed expense for them every month. Not causing them any trouble is the biggest help I can give them..."

Xu Jinhuan laughed and said, "So you just said that Wanqing and Xingzhu both have a lot of stories to tell?"

Song Zhiyu puffed out her cheeks and stared at him, asking, "Don't you think I'm a nuisance?"

"Nope."

Xu Jinhuan smiled and said, "Don't let your mind wander all day. Study hard and grow up quickly."

"..."

Song Zhiyu glanced down at him discreetly, then bit her lip and looked at him sideways: "And what about when you grow up?"

"Work hard and make money."

"Pooh!"

Song Zhiyu rolled her eyes at him, then suddenly seemed to remember something and asked with wide eyes, "Did you just call Wanqing 'Sister Wanqing' the same Wanqing?"

"correct."

Xu Jinhuan asked casually, "Just call my name, what's wrong?"

"Something's wrong."

Song Zhiyu glanced at him, "You've never called me that before... Did something happen when you went out this time?"

What's wrong with me calling your name?

Xu Jinhuan looked utterly speechless. "I could call her that to her face too. It's not like I'm committing a heinous crime to call her by her name."

"I know you're downplaying the issue, but I won't pursue it further."

Song Zhiyu leaned back in her seat, staring blankly at the headlights of the car in front of her. "It really is car headlights," she muttered, pouting, "I don't know what to do either..."

Xu Jinhuan asked, "What should we do?"

"You can only hear half a sentence, right?"

Song Zhiyu rolled her eyes at him, thought for a moment, and then asked him, "Brother, what kind of me do you like?"

She turned to the side and gave detailed examples: "Do you prefer how I looked when I first came to your house? Or how I looked after I came back from Huangshan? Or how I look now?"

"I like all of them."

Xu Jinhuan would never answer such a potentially disastrous question: "She's cute no matter what she looks like."

Song Zhiyu pondered for a moment, then asked, "Have you noticed that my gentle and obedient demeanor is similar to Sister Wanqing's? My ignoring you is similar to Sister Xingzhu's? And when I'm picking on you all the time, I'm similar to Chen Xingruo?"

"Not found."

Xu Jinhuan shook her head. "You're not Sun Wukong. Do you really think you have seventy-two transformations? Whether you're obedient or not, you're still Song Zhiyu."

He paused for a moment, then added, "Don't spend all your time thinking about these things."

"Oh……"

Song Zhiyu didn't know whether she was happy or disappointed. She leaned back in her seat, her beautiful eyes gazing out the window. She blinked gently, then turned slightly to look at him, as if afraid she had been too tactful last time, and asked again, "So, do you like me?" (End of Chapter)