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

Chen Jianji didn't rest at all after returning to his dormitory.

He opened the desk on his bed and placed the few books he had brought back from the classroom on the table.

There are only a few days left until the college entrance examination.

He also wanted to see how much he had studied during this period.

How much improvement can be expected?

For him, the college entrance examination was a test.

It can be considered...

After being reborn, his youth came to a complete end.

From then on, he would never have such pure time again.

Helping the family develop, expand the market, and install automation...

Each process requires a huge amount of effort and manpower to complete.

Chen Jianji composed himself, looked at the books on the table, and gradually immersed himself in the sea of ​​questions.

I don't know how much time passed.

Ring ring...

Outside the dormitory, the bell rang, signaling the end of evening self-study.

After a while, scattered sounds also began to rise from outside the window.

"Hey, where did Brother Ji go? He just disappeared. I was waiting for him to go back to the dorm together."

"I don't know, I was just doing some problems and didn't notice. Zhao Yong, what about you?"

"Ask him. Whether he's thinking about his book or not, he's definitely thinking about the guy sitting next to him tonight."

"Ha ha..."

"Hey, Brother Ji's in the dorm, come look."

Everyone fell silent.

The dormitory was quiet with the lights off.

Only the lower bunk bed near the window had a small nightlight on.

Chen Jianji was wrapped in a blanket, working on the questions. He vaguely remembered that the college entrance examination had included this type of question, so he was very familiar with it.

"Swish, swish, swish"...

The sound of the pen tip constantly gliding across the paper filled the air.

Until Chen Jianji wrote the last stroke.

Just as I was about to put down my pen.

A notebook was gently placed on the table.

Because of the inertia of the unstable desk, a page was quietly turned.

The brand-new, blank diary made Chen Jianji pause, his pupils contracting for a moment.

He slowly raised his head.

The dormitory lights were still off, with only the soft glow of the nightlight on the desk.

Chen Jianji recognized the person as Zhao Yong.

The two stared at each other for a long while.

Chen Jianji opened his slightly chapped lips.

"I remember this thing, but I threw it away."

Zhao Yong looked at him for a long while before speaking softly.

"This notebook is quite expensive, and..."

As he spoke, he scratched his head.

"I noticed you were often staring at it blankly lately, and I was wondering if you threw it away in a fit of anger."

"I asked Shuxian, and he said you also asked Xinyi to buy it so that you can write it down to vent your emotions when you encounter something happy or unhappy, if it's inconvenient to talk to someone about it."

"So...that's why when I was thinking of taking it out to throw away the trash that day, I saw it and picked it up and put it away for you."

I just finished speaking.

Ding ding...

Zhao Yong's phone rang.

He withdrew his hand, took out his phone from his pocket, and replied in a low voice.

"I gave it to them, I just gave it to them."

"Hey, you guys, just leave it alone, Brother Kei..."

...

Zhao Yong covered his phone and walked out of the dormitory; the rest of his words were barely audible.

Zhang Ziliang and Liu Hai sensed that the atmosphere was not right.

They went back to their respective beds without saying a word or turning on the lights.

Chen Jianji slowly lowered his head, looking at the diary that had been opened in front of him.

The small nightlight on the corner of the table seemed to sway softly in the cold wind blowing in through the open dormitory door.

Outside the window, a torrential downpour relentlessly pounded against the exterior walls of the dormitory building.

Water and wind were blowing in through the window.

The light flickered on and off, reflecting off the diary.

Suddenly.

On the originally blank diary.

A large water stain appeared.

It seemed to spread across the paper like raindrops, without any pattern.

Chen Jianji's eyes flickered slightly.

He remembered this day in his previous life.

Lin Xinrong was also injured and hospitalized.

Just like the unstoppable great wheels of history.

Even though he was alerted in advance this time, he still couldn't avoid it.

These water stains might be the red and swollen eyes of Lin Qingxue from crying on this day in her previous life.

That was the first time Chan Kin-kei had ever seen her cry.

The first time I saw it, I was so devastated, helpless, and lost.

It almost melted his heart.

He immediately went home, found his parents, and offered to help Lin Qingxue cover the 100,000 yuan shortfall in surgery fees.

He had a long talk with his parents almost all night long.

From a future investment perspective.

A high-achieving student who has a chance of getting into Tsinghua University, if they actually get accepted, can easily bring a lot of income to their family's chicken farm and even the entire village by playing a game of Go.

There are also perspectives like funding charitable causes, saving lives...

Chen Jianji used almost every trick in the book.

In the end, Chen Guochang and Wang Suling remained silent.

Finally, he took a card out of his pocket and said.

There's 100,000 yuan in this card. It was originally meant for you, and we plan to gradually deposit more money into it so you can buy a house and settle down in the city.

If you take it now, we won't deposit another penny into it. Think it over carefully.

Without any hesitation, Chen Jianji kowtowed to his parents and took the card.

He rushed back to the school overnight and handed it over to Lin Qingxue.

Even after I went to university.

He learned that Lin Qingxue had been admitted to Tsinghua University and received a prize money, but he didn't inquire about it.

After all, the other party had been receiving financial assistance from their neighbors in the village since junior high school.

Those villagers were also struggling, and they were just waiting for Lin Qingxue to prove herself and pay back the money.

In addition to tuition fees and living expenses...

He was thinking that 100,000 yuan was really not enough.

of course.

What bothered Chen Jianji the most was not the money.

It was Lin Qingxue's deception.

at this time.

Under the light of the nightlight.

Chen Jianji's eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at the diary.

He remembered that in the notebook he received in his previous life, this page of the diary had been torn out by Lin Qingxue at that time.

He really wanted to see it.

Back then, I did everything in my power and tried every possible method to bring that 100,000 yuan back to Lin Qingxue.

When he was soaked in the rain, panting, he called someone downstairs in the middle of the night and handed them that card.

What is Lin Qingxue doing?

The words finally slowly appeared on the water-stained page.

Unlike her usual neat handwriting.

The strokes of the characters are a bit crooked this time, as if the writer's hand was constantly trembling.

【2013.6.1】

Today was supposed to be a happy day. I got accepted into a good university without taking the entrance exam, and my teacher said there would be a lot of bonuses.

But perhaps it's true what the village elders often say: the worst thing for a person is perfection; Heaven can't be that kind to everyone. With every gain, there is a loss.

Sure enough, just when I thought fate was beginning to smile upon me and life was getting better, reality dealt me ​​a harsh blow.

Dad is injured...

I... I looked at that pool of blood, and I couldn't move my body. I didn't know what to do...

He...he helped me, and said he would definitely raise the money for me tonight.

He's gone...he's gone home...

He told me that his parents never confiscated any of the New Year's money he received from his family when he was little; they always kept it for him.

I remember he once calculated for me that, including some small gold jewelry, he had a little savings of over ten thousand yuan, so I could just tell him what I wanted to eat and not worry about saving money for him.

He simply couldn't come up with 100,000 yuan.

I talked to my teacher, and she said... the prize money could be 100,000, but it wouldn't be quick. However, she could also get other teachers and school leaders to help me...

I said I'd see how it goes tomorrow... I'll figure something out tonight...

I'm waiting for him, but he's still a student. How can I make it work?

"At home? Giving so much money to a stranger? How could that be possible? Absolutely impossible, he definitely couldn't do that."

But what if... what if he really can raise the money? I...

I...I want to...

No, I just owe him a favor.

"Ah Yan, it's not my fault. This amount of money is too much, and this favor is too great... I... I can't repay it..."

By this point, the strokes of the writing are almost distorted.

Water droplets fell one by one, blurring the black strokes.

Just then.

The black ink reappeared, quickly and urgently.

He's here.

Tear it apart!

A soft sound.

The pages of the book seemed to crumble into fragments before Chen Jianji's eyes.

The black writing has been obliterated into a blur.

......