Reborn and awakened, this time I won't be a love-struck fool.

Jiang Fanxing first met Lin Chuanqiong at the freshman party at the beginning of her university life.

He was two years ahead of her and was a prominent figure at school.

Because of her good looks and eloquence, she was selected as the host of the freshman party.

Jiang Fanxing came from a small town.

In her small county, perhaps only one person a year gets into Huazhong University of Science and Technology.

Even if there are any, they are mostly art students and sports students.

Someone like Jiang Fanxing, who got into university based on hard skills and academic performance, is one in a decade.

The counselor was very impressed with her. When they met, the girl was beautiful and spoke and acted with confidence, so the counselor immediately appointed her as class monitor.

She was busy with preparations for the freshman welcome party.

A little girl in the class who was performing a solo dance fell off the stage and her ankle swelled up. Lin Chuanqiong and her partner at the time helped her down.

Jiang Fanxing hurriedly went backstage to check the situation.

The backstage area was a bit chaotic and noisy.

It took her a long time to find the person.

The little girl cried very sadly, feeling that she had messed up.

Jiang Fanxing comforted her while sending a message to the counselor, saying she would take her to an off-campus hospital for a checkup.

During this time, Lin Chuanqiong stood to the side, going over the script with another host.

His gaze unconsciously drifted towards Jiang Fanxing.

She was wearing a simple T-shirt and shorts, her long hair tied in a ponytail, looking as if she had no makeup on, or as if she had applied a layer of sunscreen.

He offered quiet words of comfort.

Under the bright light, it is both beautiful and vivid, like a gentle and comforting spring breeze.

This was the first time Lin Chuanqiong had met Jiang Fanxing.

I couldn't help but take a second look.

But she quickly helped the person away.

There are plenty of beautiful girls in college, especially Lin Chuanqiong, a top nobleman in Beijing. He has seen countless beauties since he was a child, and he has seen all kinds of them.

Jiang Fanxing is pretty, but not exceptionally so.

This person shouldn't have left any impression on Lin Chuanqiong, but when he has free time, this person always pops into his mind.

We met again.

It's near the school playground.

He had just finished playing basketball and was covered in sweat. He was heading to his off-campus apartment to take a shower when someone stopped him.

The person who stopped him found his student ID.

Lin Chuanqiong took the student ID from her hand.

The girl was wearing a white long dress that reached about calf length, and light blue canvas shoes. She had small hands and feet, and her hair was casually styled in a bun.

He gave a curt, expressionless smile, and the "thank you" that was about to come out of his mouth inexplicably turned into, "You like me that much? You'd rather be a thief?"

Just as he expected, upon hearing such a narcissistic remark, Jiang Fanxing wore an expression as if she'd eaten spoiled food, and said blankly, "What did you say?"

He stood there casually, a smile playing on his lips. "So, you like me that much?"

"Are you crazy?" Jiang Fanxing said coldly. "Who likes you?"

Lin Chuanqiong didn't refute this statement. He moved closer, took out his phone, and said, "I won the game today, so I'm in a good mood. I can add you as a friend for free."

The girl took a step back and said coldly, "No, I don't need it."

After saying that, Jiang Fanxing slung her backpack over her shoulder and walked away without looking back.

In fact, Jiang Fanxing knew Lin Chuanqiong.

This person is very famous at school. He is as handsome as any top celebrity, wears designer brands all over his clothes, doesn't live in the school dormitory, but owns a luxury apartment outside, and always drives a supercar.

His name frequently appeared in his roommates' late-night talks and his classmates' casual chats.

I've heard that beautiful women are everywhere, and I have countless ex-girlfriends.

So when he came over to add her on WeChat, Jiang Fanxing just assumed that the young master was acting on a whim and was trying to flirt with girls again.

Jiang Fanxing walked away without looking back, unaware that Lin Chuanqiong had been watching her retreating figure for a long time.

He put away his phone and chuckled softly.

She has a temper.

He likes it.

From that day on, Lin Chuanqiong frequently appeared in Jiang Fanxing's world.

You might bump into someone while eating in the cafeteria, while picking up a package at the courier station downstairs in the dorm, or while taking a walk with your roommates on the track.

Every time they met, he would smile at her and say, "We meet again, Squad Leader Jiang, what a coincidence."

A semester has slipped by just like that.

Until the end of this semester.

She studied alone in the library from seven in the morning until seven in the evening.

It started pouring rain outside.

She had a good relationship with her roommate, but she felt embarrassed to ask her roommate to leave their warm dormitory and go through all the trouble of coming to the library to pick her up.

She stood at the doorway on the first floor for a long time, waiting for the rain to subside.

But after waiting for half an hour, the rain got heavier and heavier, and she still had to check the dormitories that night, so she couldn't be late.

She was holding her phone, about to call her roommate, when the light in front of her was suddenly blocked.

"What a coincidence, we meet again, Jiang."

The boy's tone was smug, but his voice was full of laughter.

Jiang Fanxing's gaze slowly fell on him.

As winter break approached, the temperature dropped day by day. Jiang Fanxing was bundled up like a bear, wearing thermal underwear and a sweater underneath, with a white down jacket on top and an extra scarf around her neck.

The person in front of me was dressed in a flashy thin windbreaker and black jeans.

He was carrying an umbrella, which was dripping wet.

The streetlights in the distance swayed in the rain. His eyebrows were deep and his features were three-dimensional and handsome. When he looked at people with his eyelashes lowered, his gaze seemed very affectionate.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, momentarily stunned.

"I was having dinner with friends off-campus just now, and while we were eating, I suddenly realized that there was a little girl without an umbrella waiting for me to pick her up at the library." As he spoke, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

"……nerve."

Jiang Fanxing couldn't help but say.

Lin Chuanqiong wasn't angry at being scolded. He opened his umbrella and said slowly, "Let's go, I'll take you back to your dorm."

Jiang Fanxing looked at him. "What exactly do you want?"

She asked very directly.

Her face, accentuated by the red scarf, appeared small and white, while her eyes were large, round, clear, and distinctly black and white.

They look so pitiful.

It's really quite pitiful.

A few days ago, Lin Chuanqiong looked at her file; both her parents were deceased.

She no longer has a home.

Lin Chuanqiong sighed softly, abandoning his glib tone, and said seriously, "I'm pursuing you, can't you tell? It's been a whole semester."

The last sentence had a slightly resentful tone.

It was as if they felt Jiang Fanxing was too heartless.

Jiang Fanxing was taken aback. "Chasing me?"

"Yeah." Lin Chuanqiong cleared his throat. "It's my first time pursuing someone, so I might be a little inexperienced. Please bear with me."

Actually, quite a few people at school were pursuing Jiang Fanxing, after all, she was beautiful and innocent-looking.

This was the first time she had ever seen this method of pursuit.

Are you really pursuing me?

She couldn't help but ask.

Lin Chuanqiong raised an eyebrow. "What else could it be? You think I've been constantly showing up in front of you, trying to get attention, and having people find out about you and your whereabouts... all for what purpose?"

He bent down and suddenly moved closer.

The girl took another step back, and the distance between them returned to a safe level.

"I thought you were deliberately trying to disgust me." She turned her head away uncomfortably.

Lin Chuanqiong: "…………"

He almost couldn't catch his breath.

He clutched his chest. "Are you deliberately trying to upset me?"

"I thought you were deliberately trying to annoy me."

Jiang Fanxing said.

Lin Chuanqiong remained silent.

Suddenly, he raised his hand and pinched her cheek.

It has a very soft texture, like tender tofu.

Jiang Fanxing slapped his hand away. "What are you doing?"

This was the first time she had ever seen a pursuer make unwanted physical advances.

Lin Chuanqiong wasn't ashamed at all. "You hurt my innocent young heart, so what's wrong with pinching your cheek?"

Jiang Fanxing: "..."

She was silent for a moment, then said, "Stop pretending."

Lin Chuanqiong raised an eyebrow. "What am I pretending for?"

"Innocent young man," Jiang Fanxing said. "With so many ex-girlfriends, everyone knows that."

She had initially thought that this person should at least feel a little guilty.

Unexpectedly, he retorted confidently, "Who started this rumor? I haven't even given away my first kiss yet, and you're already saying I've had countless ex-girlfriends?"

Jiang Fanxing didn't believe his nonsense. "Fine."

Lin Chuanqiong held an umbrella and escorted her back to her dormitory building.

On the way back, the rain was pouring down. He said earnestly, "Believe me, these are all rumors. If I really had countless ex-girlfriends, how could I possibly have spent all my energy on you this semester? Wherever you go, I go."

Jiang Fanxing crossed her arms and said, "Mmm, I believe you."

There was clearly no letter.

He said with dissatisfaction.

Jiang Fanxing thought to herself, "How could I possibly believe that?"

You look like a womanizer, like a playboy.

She couldn't believe that a handsome, eloquent, and wealthy second-generation heir with countless friends hadn't dated by his junior year of college.

"I have very high standards," Lin Chuanqiong muttered to himself.

"How tall is it?" Jiang Fanxing asked absentmindedly.

The boy stopped in his tracks.

He was holding an umbrella, but with the rain so heavy, Jiang Fanxing was forced to stop.

The rain was heavy, and the streetlights were dim.

She looked at him.

The boy curled his lips into a mischievous smile, "I only like you."

His voice is very pleasant to listen to, and it has a strong soothing quality in this environment.

Jiang Fanxing's eardrums seemed to vibrate.

She nervously tightened her grip on the backpack strap, thinking to herself, "No wonder so many people like him; his acting is quite good."

In fact, Jiang Fanxing never believed what Lin Chuanqiong said.

She always felt it was fake.

But it didn't affect her; she gradually got used to having this person around.

After the final exams, my roommates basically all booked the earliest train tickets home.

They were all preparing to go home to see their parents.

Jiang Fanxing did not book a train ticket.

Because she was alone when she got home.

It's better to stay here and work part-time.

Jiang Fanxing works as a tutor at night and takes photos of guys and works as a model during the day, since she has a good image and is pretty.

The income she earns from modeling GG videos is at least higher than her salary at the bubble tea shop and clothing store.

That day she accepted a car show event.

Strictly speaking, although Jiang Fanxing is less than 1.7 meters tall, her cool and aloof temperament is very much in line with the newly launched luxury car.

She was wearing high heels and a satin fitted dress provided by the event organizers, leaning slightly against the car with her back ramrod straight.

Passersby couldn't help but look at her.

Jiang Fanxing's mind was filled with thoughts of today's generous salary.

She pondered what to treat herself to for dinner, whether to have rice noodles or a rotating hot pot.

As my mind wandered into wild fantasies, I suddenly heard a familiar voice amidst the noise of the crowd.

"Buy whichever one you like." His tone was somewhat casual. "Anyway, I'm buying it for you."

Her gaze unconsciously searched for the source of the sound.

Soon they saw Lin Chuanqiong.

I hadn't seen him for a week, but he was still as dashing as ever. His tall, 1.85-meter frame easily carried off the black coat, exuding a refined and noble air. His handsome face stood out in the crowd.

There was also a pretty girl standing next to him.

The girl, carrying a designer bag and smiling sweetly, asked, "Really?"

"Of course it's true," Lin Chuanqiong said. "When have I ever lied?"

"Okay, then I'll pick the most expensive one."

As the girl spoke, she called over a salesperson.

The salesman was all smiles. Judging from their clothes, the two were clearly well-off. He led them to Jiang Fanxing and began to introduce the car next to her.

Lin Chuanqiong stared blankly at Jiang Fanxing. "You didn't go home?"

"No." Jiang Fanxing shook her head.

The girl stared at them, looking them up and down.

Even the salesperson was surprised, "Fanxing, you know her?"

"Yes," Jiang Fanxing said, "Alumnus."

Lin Chuanqiong's expression faded. "To you, I'm just an alumnus?"

"What else?" Jiang Fanxing looked at him coldly.

Eyes facing each other.

The girl next to me touched her bag and said, "Oh dear, I forgot my phone. I'll head back now."

She quickly slipped away.

Lin Chuanqiong hesitated for a moment before explaining, "That was my cousin..."

"No need to explain," Jiang Fanxing said. "I'm not interested."

Lin Chuanqiong: "..."

From the moment he was born, everyone around him coaxed and indulged him.

I've never done this to him before.

It was as if he were some kind of monster.

Especially since it's a girl I like.

He took a deep breath, turned cold, and left.

The sales staff started gossiping about Jiang Fanxing.

Two minutes later, Lin Chuanqiong came back, holding a bank card in his hand. "Buy a car."

The salesperson was stunned, then burst into laughter as if he had won the lottery.

Jiang Fanxing: "..."

Lin Chuanqiong urged Jiang Fanxing to guide him into the car for a ride.

Jiang Fanxing tried her best to restrain herself and treated him like an ordinary customer, showing him the car's unique advantages from all angles.

The two were sitting in the car.

Lin Chuanqiong said softly, "You seemed unhappy just now. Were you jealous?"

Jiang Fanxing was taken aback.

"I'm just jealous."

The boy grasped her fingertips and gently stroked them. "I only like you. I told you this a long time ago. Don't feel insecure. You can keep me hanging on, but don't misunderstand me."

She didn't expect that this person would come back to explain after leaving.

The boy's palms were very warm.

She stood there all day, and her hands and feet were ice cold.

She stared blankly at the boy, unable to utter a single word.

"Don't misunderstand that I like someone else, and don't misunderstand that I'm intimate with other girls." He smiled and rubbed her cold hands, as if to share his warmth with her.

Along with a burning heart.

Jiang Fanxing subconsciously tugged at her hand.

It didn't budge.

"If you say you haven't misunderstood me, I'll let go." He stared directly at her.