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

The familiar handwriting left Chen Jianji stunned and rooted to the spot.

Those things that seemed like they happened just two days ago, yet also like they happened a long time ago, resurfaced before my eyes.

【2013.5.16】

Today he kept finding excuses to move past my table again. I know he did it on purpose, like those disgusting, lecherous men in those stories, trying to bump into me as he walks in and out.

I really don't want to sit next to him anymore. Even sitting next to a garbage dump would be better than sitting with him.

The mock exam results came out today. I've put in so much effort, but his score has only improved a little bit. He has absolutely no talent for learning. I really don't want to teach him anymore.

I even regretted choosing him as a shield. Hanging out with this kind of school where people are good-for-nothing and have no sense of responsibility all day long is torture for me.

......

Chen Jianji looked at the lines of text above, lines he had almost forgotten.

In his previous life, when he first saw it, his heart ached as if he had fallen into an abyss, and he could hardly breathe.

Chen Jianji instinctively clutched his chest.

I still feel a bit uncomfortable, but thankfully, I don't have that near-devastating sense of despair.

After all, no one could have guessed that Lin Qingxue, who was always indifferent, would have such a dark and wicked attitude towards herself in her inner world.

Chen Jianji continued to stare at the diary.

If what I saw last night is true.

Then, Lin Qingxue's new diary entry for today will also appear later.

If she wrote it down.

It didn't take long.

Chen Jianji's eyes narrowed.

Sure enough, the contents of the diary changed.

New lines of text appeared.

【2013.5.16】

Today I went to the agency he had previously recommended. They were very enthusiastic after hearing that I'm still ranked first in my grade, and said they would help me find a reliable parent.

Actually, as long as my grades are good enough and I'm strong enough, it doesn't matter whether he helps me or not. After all, I haven't relied on anyone all these years, have I?

Upon seeing these two lines, Chen Jianji recalled how he had once introduced Lin Qingxue to a tutoring job.

Of course, top students shouldn't do part-time jobs like working in restaurants.

Chen Jianji immediately thought of a tutor.

High pay and low workload also suits Lin Qingxue.

Of course, he didn't go directly to ask the agencies on the street.

Instead, he found out about a classmate at school whose family owned a tutoring center.

That's the only way to be safe.

I never expected that I would do so much.

Lin Qingxue's words, "It doesn't matter whether he helps or not," completely erased that sentiment.

Indeed, if you hate someone, you'll look down on them from the bottom of your heart.

Chen Jianji continued reading expressionlessly.

His behavior these past two days has disgusted me even more. He makes lewd jokes, and even slept in class while calling out that fake child's name in front of the whole class.

[Dreams are a reflection of one's inner self. Indeed, deep down he's no different from other men; he's just too good at pretending.]

Besides, I swore to Ayan that I would never fall in love with him, so how could I possibly be with him after the college entrance exam? Not to mention having a child, how ridiculous is that?

Chen Jianji looked at the new handwriting; the strokes were so heavy they almost pierced the paper, clearly showing that Lin Qingxue had written it with intense hatred.

"Oh..."

Chen Jianji chuckled softly.

Lin Qingxue really knows how to turn the tables.

I had already made it very clear to her.

I need to change seats and stay away from her.

Did she selectively filter out these things?

Thinking about how Lin Qingxue refused to change seats in the office today.

Chen Jianji felt a surge of frustration; he really couldn't understand it.

Why won't Lin Qingxue agree when she clearly hates him so much?

Or is she going to force herself to pay off the debt despite feeling nauseous?

Did Lin Qingxue ever ask him for his consent before making that self-righteous claim?

Chen Jianji felt a surge of irritation.

Anyone would be angry and upset if they were scolded for no reason.

Was he making a lewd joke?

That was clearly true in his past life, why was he making such a dirty joke?

And that vow—if you made a vow, why did you agree to marry yourself in your past life?

Nobody forced you, Lin Qingxue!

You broke your oath and are now taking your anger out on me. Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?

Bang!

Chen Jianji coldly closed the diary and casually tossed it onto the bedside table.

Turn off the lights and go to sleep!

This diary is infuriating to read!

Out of sight, out of mind!

......

Inside the girls' dormitory at a high school.

On the bed, which was covered with a black mattress, Lin Qingxue was writing something at the desk on the bed.

She stopped, pen in hand, her expression unreadable.

She picked up the phone that was lying next to her with her left hand and slid it open.

It's already 3 a.m.

The dim light from the screen reflected the bloodshot veins in her eyes.

She didn't take a lunch break today, and she still hasn't rested.

She...can't sleep.

Lin Qingxue scrolled through the messages.

I opened a text message that I had already read when I got back to the dorm that night.

[Hi Lin! I've got a tutoring job for someone who's about to take the high school entrance exam and wants to get into your high school. It would be a great fit for you!]

[I've sent you the address. Tutoring will start tomorrow afternoon. You're first in your grade, so after the college entrance exam you'll be considered a member of our organization. This time, you can just pay your parents directly as a favor.]

Lin Qingxue pressed forward, her finger hovering over a number for a long time, but ultimately she didn't press it.

After a long while, until the phone screen went out.

Lin Qingxue finally realized what she was thinking. She patted her head and muttered, "What was I thinking?"

She shook her head, turned off her phone, and put it aside.

Then he just stared blankly at his diary.

There, were the words she had just written.

Every word was an expression of his emotions, all of which were expressions of dissatisfaction with one person.

Lin Qingxue still held the pen in her hand, and she moved it to the blank space at the very end, staring blankly for a long time.

Until I don't know how much time had passed.

She slowly put down her pen.

Tonight's evening self-study session seemed a bit long.

......