Rebirth: My Home Has Become a Gathering Place for Young Women with a "Crazy" Spirit

Wu Yong...

Qin Lang stood there, staring intently at the figure, as memories of his past life flooded his mind.

In the world before his rebirth, Wu Yong was one of his few true friends.

The two met at a drinking party, where they were both invited by friends. Qin Lang was a screenwriter of short plays, and Wu Yong had just left the government system. They drank together and talked for half the night, and became friends from then on.

Qin Lang remembered very clearly that when he met Wu Yong in his previous life, Wu Yong was already someone who had been thoroughly defeated by fate.

Once, when the two of them had drunk too much, Wu Yong told him with red eyes that he had once been in a very important position with a bright future, but later he was tricked and removed from that position, and almost lost his job.

"Shen Jie." When Wu Yong said this name, his back teeth were grinding together. "I treated him like a brother, and he stabbed me in the back."

Qin Lang still remembers Wu Yong's expression at that time. It wasn't so much anger, but more of a bewilderment. Even then, he couldn't understand why the person he trusted most would stab him in the back.

Perhaps it was the butterfly effect brought about by his rebirth that brought his meeting with Wu Yong forward by a few years.

At this moment, Wu Yong walked with an upright posture and a confident expression, indicating that he should still be in that position.

In his previous life, when he was drinking with Wu Yong, Wu Yong mentioned that the scheme had taken place sometime within the last few months. Qin Lang couldn't quite remember the exact date, but he remembered the general timeframe. If Wu Yong hadn't fallen for the trap yet, it meant there was still time.

"Brother? What's wrong?" Wu Xiaoxiao noticed Qin Lang suddenly stop moving. Following his gaze, she saw the man in the white shirt. "Do you know Brother Yong?"

Qin Lang: "You know him too?"

Wu Xiaoxiao: "Of course I know him. We live in the same alley. He's a few years older than me, but we're the same generation. I call him 'brother'."

"Hmm." Qin Lang nodded, without saying anything more, but he made a decision.

In his previous life, when he became friends with Wu Yong, Wu Yong had already been betrayed. All he could do was drink with his friend, listen to his endless ramblings, and lend a hand when he was at his lowest point. But all of that was hindsight; it couldn't change what had already happened.

It's different now.

Qin Lang took a deep breath and took a step forward.

"Brother, where are you going?" Wu Xiaoxiao jogged up behind him.

"I met him when I stayed at your house before. I'll go say hello," Qin Lang said as he walked.

Wu Xiaoxiao said "Oh," and followed behind him, curiously sizing up "Brother Yong" in the white shirt. She wondered how her cousin could be so familiar with Brother Yong, who was several years older than them.

Wu Yong was looking down at his phone, the screen displaying a report filled with dense numbers that were giving him a headache. He rubbed his temples, looked up, and his gaze inadvertently fell on two people walking towards him.

Walking in front was a young man, who looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old. He was very tall and handsome, wearing a dark T-shirt and jeans, with a calm expression that revealed no emotion. Behind him was a girl with a ponytail. The girl looked familiar; she resembled Uncle Wu Zhong's daughter, but he wasn't sure, as he hadn't seen her for several years.

Wu Yong guessed that this young man might be the girl's boyfriend, but judging from the way he was looking at him, it was obvious that he was coming for him.

He stopped, put his phone in his pocket, and stood there waiting. Qin Lang stopped in front of Wu Yong, and the two looked at each other for a moment.

Qin Lang looked at this familiar face, which looked a few years younger. There were no fine lines at the corners of its eyes, no gray hair at its temples, and it was full of energy.

"Hello, may I ask who you are?" Wu Yong spoke first, his tone polite but carrying a subtle sense of distance. This was a habit he had developed after being in his position for a long time: polite to everyone, but never easily letting his guard down.

"Brother Yong. I'm Xiaoxiao, and my dad is Wu Zhong. This is my cousin, Qin Lang," Wu Xiaoxiao introduced first.

Qin Lang organized his thoughts for a moment before speaking, "Brother Yong, I have a few words I'd like to say to you."

Wu Yong frowned slightly. He didn't seem to have any connection with this person, and it was very likely that this person was asking him for "favors" again.

"What did you say?" His tone was noticeably cold.

Qin Lang didn't beat around the bush, "I don't mean any harm, I just want to remind you of something."

"What is it?" Wu Yong's tone still carried a heavy sense of distance.

Qin Lang looked at him and said, word by word, "Be careful of Shen Jie."

Upon hearing this, Wu Yong's eyebrows rose slightly, then quickly returned to normal, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, but it was quickly concealed by calm.

"Shen Jie?" Wu Yong repeated the name, asking with a puzzled tone, "You know him?"

Qin Lang simply smiled, looked into Wu Yong's eyes, and said, "Whether I know Shen Jie or not is irrelevant. I just want to remind you that if anyone named Shen Jie asks you to work with them in the future, you'd better be careful. Especially when it comes to contracts and agreements, take a closer look and think it through."

Wu Yong looked at Qin Lang, remained silent for two seconds, and then smiled, "Thank you for reminding me."

Although he said thank you, Wu Yong didn't take Qin Lang's words seriously. He assumed the young man was deliberately trying to strike up a conversation out of the blue, or trying to get his attention. In short, he didn't take it seriously.

Qin Lang could tell from his eyes that this guy didn't believe him at all. He shook his head and said, "He'll make things very difficult for you. But even the King of Hell can't save a damned ghost. You'd better watch yourself."

After saying that, he didn't linger and turned to leave.

Wu Xiaoxiao followed behind Qin Lang for a few steps, then turned back to look at Wu Yong, before turning back again and running to Qin Lang's side. She lowered her voice and asked, "Brother, you can tell fortunes?"

Qin Lang: "No."

"No way?" Wu Xiaoxiao tilted her head in confusion. "Then what did you mean when you said that Brother Yong would be tricked? I didn't understand a word you said to him."

"You'll see later. Hurry up and go, your mom's still waiting at home." Qin Lang didn't explain further and walked straight towards his aunt's house.

Wu Yong stood in the small square, watching Qin Lang's figure disappear into the distance. "Be careful of Shen Jie..." Qin Lang's words kept echoing in his mind. He knew Shen Jie, had known him for many years. The two had worked together in the same system. Later, Shen Jie was transferred, but they would still exchange messages during holidays and occasionally meet for a meal. Their relationship wasn't exactly close, but it was normal friendship.

How did this person know about Shen Jie? And why did he suddenly come to tell him to "be careful of Shen Jie"?

Wu Yong shook his head, not taking it seriously. He took out his phone from his pocket, glanced at the report he hadn't finished reading, and continued walking towards the other end of the square.