Having been given a second chance at life, who would still want to pursue her?

Boys' dormitory.

"Ah, Brother Ji, I was wrong, I was wrong!!"

Zhang Ziliang covered his buttocks and lay on the bed howling.

The worst part isn't the physical pain.

Instead...

Chen Jianji flipped through two pages of the storybook in his hand and pursed his lips.

"What's so interesting about this thing? Here you go."

After he finished speaking, he got off Zhang Ziliang's bed.

"Brother Ji, you don't understand. It depends on who you're referring to."

"That must be the main character, who else could it be?"

"That's not true. I've always told you, you should learn more from that blond guy here..."

"Are you itching for a beating again? Instead of wasting time looking at these things, why don't you do some more practice problems? What score did you get on your exam?"

"Brother Ji, it seems your score wasn't very high either..."

"Um?"

"Ah, I was wrong, I was wrong!"

...

"Hey, which dorm is still making so much noise! ​​Lights out and they're still not asleep!!"

As they approached the dormitory building, the dormitory supervisor on duty shouted.

Chen Jianji then stopped.

He looked at Liu Haidao, who seemed somewhat reluctant to let go.

"Don't feel sorry for this kid."

"He's very tough, his dad beat him much harder than I was."

Liu Hai opened his mouth, but after a long while, he managed to utter a sentence.

"It's not that I feel sorry for him, it's just that the book you used to hit him was... mine."

"Oh, I see."

Chen Jianji paused before handing over the book, which was already slightly curled at the edges.

"I thought it was mine, thank you for your book."

Liu Hai took the book and, by the moonlight, saw Chen Jianji's expressionless face.

"You guys aren't asleep that early, are you? I'm going to wash up. Don't worry, I won't make much noise."

As Chan Kin-kei picked up his clothes, he gradually walked into the bathroom on the balcony.

Liu Hai got off the bed and walked to Zhang Ziliang's bedside.

"Hey, what did you do? Is Brother Ji going to beat you up?"

Zhang Ziliang then sat up, clutching his buttocks.

"It's nothing, I just told Uncle Chen about what happened to him at school. I've been forced to talk about it a few times before, but I've never seen him be this ruthless."

"They almost confiscated my storybooks this time! Can't you believe it?"

"besides..."

He paused, craning his neck to look into the bathroom.

Until the tap was turned on, the sound of rushing water could be heard.

Zhang Ziliang whispered to Liu Hai.

"I think he's been holding a grudge these past few days, and tonight he took the opportunity to settle a personal score with me."

"Huh? Hasn't Brother Ji been all cheerful these days?"

"He also has a newly acquired academically gifted younger sister who tutors him. What's there to be upset about?"

Zhang Ziliang hid his storybook under his pillow before gradually analyzing it.

"How would I know? But I guess it was during the last game. That guy surnamed Li disgusted me twice. Once was when he wanted to participate, and the second time was on the day of the game."

"If it were someone else, Brother Ji would have dealt with him long ago, but unfortunately this person has connections with the class monitor."

Upon hearing this, Liu Hai nodded.

"Speaking of Li Wenyan, he also came to see the class monitor tonight. I don't know what he said, but I saw him looking at Brother Ji with a sinister gaze, but the class monitor blocked him."

"I wonder if he's hiding some bad intentions again."

Liu Hai waved his hand: "Hey, with his frail appearance, he's just asking for trouble if he tries to provoke Brother Ji."

"I think I've figured it out, Brother Ji and the class monitor have really fallen out..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

The sound of water running in the bathroom stopped.

Chen Jianji walked in from the balcony, drying his hair as he asked.

"What are you talking about?"

"Why did I hear my own name?"

Zhang Ziliang immediately shut up, clutching his backside and changing the subject: "Ouch~!"

Liu Hai, standing next to him, also froze for a moment, but quickly regained his composure and spoke.

"When Zhao Yong goes home this weekend, he said he'll bring you breakfast from home in the morning, so you don't need to buy any."

Chen Jianji paused, somewhat helpless.

"I told him he didn't need it, but he brings it every time he goes back."

"Alright, let's go to sleep. We have to get up early again tomorrow."

As he spoke, he was about to go back to bed.

Liu Hai called out to him.

"Brother Ji, you just got back and you've been busy fixing your bangs, you've even left your backpack here."

Chen Jianji turned around.

Liu Hai was carrying his schoolbag.

The silvery moonlight shone down.

Through the gap in the backpack zipper, you can see that it is empty except for an unlocked diary.

"I forgot."

Chen Jianji reached out and took the schoolbag, unzipped it, and took out the diary inside.

Then, with a calm expression, he continued.

"I forgot to throw it away."

As soon as he finished speaking, he casually threw the notebook into the dormitory's trash can.

He then picked up his schoolbag, turned around, and went back to his bed.

Liu Hai and Zhang Ziliang were left staring at each other in bewilderment.

......

They spent an unusually quiet night until dawn.

The campus, which had been quiet all night, began to come alive again.

The crowd began to move, gathering in the canteen in small groups.

Chen Jianji didn't get breakfast; instead, he arrived at the classroom early.

He needed to finish the English assignment Zhang Xinyi had given him last night.

I need to memorize 10 words every morning.

In class, some people arrived earlier than him.

Wang Jiaqi was rubbing her eyes, which she had just woken up, and yawning.

She looked up when she heard footsteps and froze.

"Huh? The sun must have risen in the west! Why are you up so early?"

Chan Kin-kei also joked.

"Two suns rose in the west today, you got up early too?"

Wang Jiaqi muttered, "It's all because of Shu Qi. She's been busy since early morning, going to the school gate and coming back, waking me up."

"I just came with her, saying she wanted to talk to the teacher about something."

"Is that so?"

Chen Jianji thought back for a moment.

In this past life, Pan Shuqi...

Hmm... I don't remember very clearly.

Chen Jianji shook his head.

In his previous life, he only had one person in his mind, and he couldn't really remember others very clearly.

"Hey, do you want some soy milk? I made an extra cup."

Wang Jiaqi's voice rang out.

Chen Jianji reached out and shook his hand at her.

"No, no, no, someone specially brought me breakfast today. I don't want this soy milk."

Upon hearing this, Wang Jiaqi rolled her eyes at him and withdrew her hand from the soy milk.

"Fine, don't even think about it! I'll drink it myself!"

Chen Jianji smiled and walked past her seat back to his own seat along the aisle.

Just as he was about to take out his English book from the drawer.

Unexpectedly, I came across a plastic bag that was still slightly warm.

Chen Jianji paused, then slowly took out the bag.

Huh? Who put this here? Zhao Yong?

But no one else came, and he probably used a thermal lunchbox from home.

This question immediately popped into Chen Jianji's mind.

He placed the plastic bag on his desk and opened it.

He was stunned at first glance.

It's from that shop near the school gate that he craves the most; it's always difficult to get a ticket because of the long queues...

Southern Guangdong rice noodle rolls.

......