At the start, I had to choose one of four options, and I immediately picked the Brahmin from the cou

"Xiaoxiao, it's time to get up! Otherwise you'll miss today's college entrance exam."

"Mom, let me sleep a little longer. Also, when did we change our mattress? It's so soft!"

Li Xiao answered in a daze.

"Silly child, are you still half asleep? Ever since you said their mattress was comfortable, we haven't changed it. Get up quickly, Aunt Liu has already made breakfast, all your favorites. Eat it so you can go take the college entrance exam."

Li Xiao, who was just drifting off to sleep, was suddenly jolted awake.

"No! Nine out of ten parts are wrong!"

He did take the college entrance exam in his previous life, but that was more than a decade ago.

Moreover, he clearly remembered that he used to sleep on an ordinary hard bed, but now this mattress was as soft as a cloud. When he lay down, he sank into it and felt so comfortable that he didn't want to move at all.

What's even more strange is what his mother just said: "Aunt Liu has already prepared breakfast."

His family was at most a working-class family in his previous life. Although they weren't rich, they certainly didn't have to worry about food and drink. But hiring a housekeeper was really wishful thinking. His parents' combined monthly salary of just over 8,000 yuan wasn't even enough to pay the housekeeper's salary.

But now, Aunt Liu just throws around her words as if it's a given that it's natural for a family to have an auntie to take care of them.

Li Xiao sat up and glanced around the room.

After that sweep, he was completely refreshed.

On the desk was a full set of ROG (Republic of Gamers) headphones, and next to it lay a pair of noise-canceling headphones whose name he couldn't recall. But judging from the situation, they were clearly not something his cheap wireless Bluetooth headphones could rival.

There were a few pairs of sneakers on the shoe rack in the corner. He recognized one of them, a limited edition collaboration with Rolex. It was resold for five figures on the day of its release. It was the dream shoe of many people, but now it was just casually thrown in a corner, ignored by everyone.

As for the room, which was comparable to his previous life's bedroom, it was no longer surprising to Li Xiao compared to the furnishings inside.

Li Xiao's mind is full of questions right now.

Am I not dreaming? Have I really been reborn? Was that four-choice question in my mind just now real?

"Xiaoxiao, get up quickly, you'll be late for the college entrance exam."

Li Xiao took a deep breath and pinched his thigh hard.

"Ouch~~ That hurts~ It really hurts!"

It wasn't a dream, a hallucination, or some kind of mental replay in the mind before death. The flesh on my leg, where I had just been pinched, was still burning and throbbing—it couldn't be more real.

He threw off the incredibly soft silk quilt covering him, slipped on his slippers, and walked out of the room.

Once he stepped out of the room, Li Xiao realized that he was actually staying in a villa.

Going down the solid wood spiral staircase, a huge crystal chandelier hangs in the center of the living room, which is nearly seven meters high. Li Xiao felt that this thing alone would probably have been enough for him to work for decades without eating or drinking in his previous life.

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, you can even see a neatly manicured private garden.

"What are you staring at? Come wash your hands and eat!"

Li Xiao stood on the stairs looking down, still in a slightly dazed state. A well-maintained woman was sitting in a restaurant, holding a coffee and flipping through a newspaper.

He recognized that face all too well; it was his mother, Zhao Xiulan, but it was also different—she looked younger and more beautiful.

Her black hair was permed into delicate curls, and the fabric of her loungewear looked expensive. Sitting in the morning light, holding a coffee and flipping through the newspaper, she looked just like a wealthy lady from a TV drama.

"Mom?" he called out tentatively.

"What are you yelling for? You've fallen asleep and don't even recognize your own mother anymore?" Zhao Xiulan put down her coffee cup, glanced at him from head to toe, and said, "Go wash your hands. After you finish eating, I'll have the driver take you to the exam venue."

"Okay, Mom."

Following his memory, Li Xiao obediently turned into the first-floor restroom.

A face that was both familiar and unfamiliar to him was reflected in the mirror.

It feels familiar because the overall facial features are still his own; the positions of his eyebrows, eyes, and nose haven't changed. It feels unfamiliar because the details of this face are completely different from the image of himself he remembers.

Her skin was much fairer than in her previous life. It wasn't the deathly paleness of someone who hadn't seen the sun for a long time, but rather the radiant complexion that comes from a life of pampered comfort. Her eyebrows had clearly been meticulously groomed, with neat and sharp arches, and her jawline was also well-defined. She looked clean and energetic.

He leaned closer to the mirror and ran his fingers through his hair. His hair was thick and black, and his hairline was so firm it looked like it was welded to his forehead. This reminded him of the miserable state of his hair in his thirties in his previous life, when it was so thin that it couldn't even cover his scalp. He silently sighed and thought to himself, "It's so good to be young."

When they returned to the dining table, Zhao Xiulan had already put the newspaper away and placed it aside.

Li Xiao stared at the breakfast spread on the table, his chopsticks hovering in mid-air, completely at a loss as to where to begin.

What did he eat on the morning of his college entrance exam in his past life?

It seems to be an egg pancake that costs five yuan at the entrance of the residential area, plus a cup of instant soy milk.

"What are you daydreaming about? Eat up, Old Zhang is already waiting outside."

"Old Zhang?"

"Our driver, what's wrong with you today? You seem so absent-minded." Zhao Xiulan frowned, reached out to feel his forehead, then touched her own. "No fever."

"Oh, I must be a little sleepy."

Li Xiao quickly bent down, shoveled a shrimp dumpling into his mouth, and mumbled a response.

The shrimp dumpling skin was so thin it was translucent, and when you bit into it, you found a whole, bouncy shrimp inside. It was so fresh he almost swallowed his tongue.

As he chewed, he quickly calculated in his mind that option C, which he had chosen, was actually more comfortable than he had imagined.

Villa, nanny, driver, limited edition sneakers, private garden—these were things he wouldn't have dared to dream of in his previous life. Now, with all of this laid out so blatantly in front of him, Li Xiao felt a sense of unreality.

"I'm so pathetic."

Li Xiao almost laughed at the thoughts in his mind. When he was poor, he dreamed of getting rich and becoming a rich second-generation.

Now that he's truly become a rich second-generation heir who can win without lifting a finger, with such a life of wealth and luxury right in front of him, he actually feels a little uneasy.

To put it bluntly, they were terrified of being poor.

We've been poor for so long, it's become muscle memory.

In his past life, he would walk four bus stops in the sweltering summer to save two yuan on bus fare. He lived for over thirty years but never even ate a Kinder Surprise egg. That kind of life was ingrained in his bones. Now, suddenly, he's living the life of a rich person. His body feels comfortable, but his mind hasn't quite caught up yet.

He buried his head and ate half a bowl of porridge. The warm rice soup slid down his throat, and he finally felt himself return to reality from that illusory, floating feeling.

As Zhao Xiulan sipped her coffee, she glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, feeling that her son was acting strangely today, but she couldn't quite put her finger on what was wrong.

But then I thought, it's normal to be nervous during the college entrance exam, so I didn't ask any more questions.

Li Xiao, on the other hand, gradually came to his senses.

Who cares? Now that I'm starting over again, with the same amazing start, why should I be so dramatic?

All he has to do now is enjoy himself to the fullest!

A Brahmin from the county town? He wanted to see what was going on!