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

As soon as Li Wenyan entered the cafeteria, he sensed strange gazes from those around him.

He was somewhat confused, but didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

After all, he was the only person in the school who could get close to Lin Qingxue, the top student.

Thanks to Lin Qingxue's tutoring, his own grades also ranked among the top.

soon.

Li Wenyan spotted Lin Qingxue sitting quietly in a dining chair in the crowd at a glance.

His eyes lit up, and he quickly walked over and sat down opposite him.

Li Wenyan was stunned as soon as he sat down.

"Hey Xiaoxue, where's mine?"

She felt someone sit down in front of her and heard that familiar voice.

Lin Qingxue's hand paused noticeably, and then she slowly raised her head.

She didn't look at Li Wenyan, but subconsciously glanced to the side.

After scanning left and right, I finally spotted Chan Kin-kei sitting in the corner.

Li Wenyan followed her gaze and looked over.

"Hey, isn't he over there? I'll go get the food. Xiaoxue, wait for me a moment."

As he spoke, before Lin Qingxue could stop him, he stood up and walked straight to Chen Jianji, who was in the corner.

"Hey, you're Brother Kei, right?"

Li Wenyan bent down, his bespectacled, refined face showing a smile that didn't reach his eyes.

The curve of his lips seemed both mocking and hostile.

"Xiaoxue has only been accepting your cooking for less than a semester, and she's already giving up so easily?"

"You have to understand, girls' feelings are fickle. Xiaoxue has been teaching you a lot more practice problems lately and spending more time with you. Sometimes she doesn't even respond when I ask her questions."

"Don't worry, I know you don't want to waste food, but I can take care of the meals you give her."

Hear what he said.

Chen Jianji picked up a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of rice, and put it in his mouth.

"My dishes are too hard; I'm afraid your stomach isn't good, and you won't be able to eat them."

*Pfft!*

Zhang Ziliang, sitting opposite him, almost couldn't hold back his laughter and quickly covered his mouth.

Li Wenyan's expression changed slightly, and a look of astonishment rose in his eyes.

Just as he was about to continue speaking...

A clear and crisp voice rang out from the side.

"Ayan, go and reprint a copy. Use my meal card for now."

As soon as he finished speaking...

A fair and slender hand reached out.

A meal card was still tucked between his fingers.

Chen Jianji paused, then looked up at the person who had arrived.

It is Lin Qingxue.

Li Wenyan stared at her for a while, his expression unreadable.

Chen Jianji observed the unique atmosphere emanating between the two of them, an atmosphere that seemed impossible for anyone else to penetrate.

In the past, he only thought that the two of them were childhood playmates, so it was normal for them to be so familiar.

In my previous life, after I married Lin Qingxue.

Li Wenyan didn't even attend the wedding, and the two had never even been in contact.

But ever since I read that diary in my previous life.

He then realized that Li Wenyan seemed to be seeking revenge out of jealousy.

In the end of his previous life, he suddenly informed Lin Qingxue to attend his wedding.

Perhaps something was said at the wedding that made her uneasy.

But now it is.

People who are jealous of their own plums tend to get closer to others.

He retaliated by making Lin Qingxue accept his kindness.

And then all these benefits fell on him.

To disgust oneself in this way.

Unfortunately, Chan Kin-kei was too oblivious back then and didn't see things clearly or understand them.

Li Wenyan's voice continued, carrying a uniquely feminine quality characteristic of someone with a weak constitution.

"Xiaoxue, what's wrong with you always ignoring other people's kindness?"

"Besides, you've already accepted meals from Brother Ji for a whole semester, so one more won't make a difference, right?"

Lin Qingxue did not answer, but carefully examined Li Wenyan's figure, which was even thinner than her own.

Then he continued.

"Ayan, take more food, don't skimp on it."

Her voice carried a hint of helplessness compared to usual.

As expected, Li Wenyan was the special one.

Even when rejecting his suggestions, she wasn't as cold as she was to others.

Chan Kin-kei also knew why she did this.

She had already been talked about in the cafeteria and wanted to calm herself down and not embarrass herself again.

Li Wenyan gave her a deep look before reaching out and taking the meal card from her hand.

Then he looked at Chan Kin-kei and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

Finally, he turned and left, heading to the window to get his food.

After everyone left.

Seeing that there was no excitement to be had, the people around dispersed.

After all, this is a key high school, and especially for the senior students, school ends late and the academic pressure is heavy.

After they finish eating, they have to quickly wash up and do their clothes before going to evening self-study.

Seeing that the matter was over, Chen Jianji stopped paying attention and was about to continue eating.

But unexpectedly...

Lin Qingxue did not leave, but remained standing in the same spot.

Chen Jianji looked at her, his brows furrowing.

"Squad leader, is there anything else?"

Squad leader?

Upon hearing such a distant form of address, Lin Qingxue's eyes visibly paused.

This person used to be shameless and would call himself Qingxue.

After Ayan transferred to our school in his senior year, I heard how he addressed me.

She then started calling herself Xiaoxue, just like Ayan.

Lin Qingxue didn't remain silent for long; she spoke softly after only a moment.

"Don't take what Ayan said just now to heart."

She paused, as if she had made up her mind, and then spoke somewhat stiffly.

"I'll bring you breakfast tomorrow, as an apology on his behalf."

Lin Qingxue finished speaking without waiting for Chen Jianji's reply.

He then left and returned to his seat.

Chen Jianji gradually withdrew his gaze, no longer looking at her, and couldn't help but feel a self-mocking thought.

I never imagined that I would look forward to Lin Qingxue bringing me breakfast every night back then.

This time, being reborn, what I received was surprisingly simple.

But Chen Jianji didn't feel anything at all.

Because this eighteen-year-old body houses a soul that has been wounded once.

Lin Qingxue.

In this life, may we each be well and have nothing to do with each other.

Chen Jianji picked up a spoon, scooped up a generous amount of meat and vegetables, and said to Zhang Ziliang.

"Hey Zhang, let me share some with you, I can't finish it all."

Zhang Ziliang, a homophone for "Zhang Zilian" (meaning "Zhang the Self-Lovers").

He is the son of a worker who has been employed since the family started their chicken farm.

Chan Kin-kei's childhood friend.

He loved reading comic books and was among the earliest anime enthusiasts in school.

A regular and die-hard fan of anime forums, who loves watching pure romance anime series.

A typical shut-in.

My current dream is to save money after I go to university so I can buy a train ticket to South China to see the largest comic convention center in the country.

"Brother Ji, there's so much! I'm going to get fat from all this."

Zhang Ziliang kept making excuses, but the plate he was holding kept moving forward.

Chen Jianji laughed and scolded, "You really have a big appetite. If you eat any more, you'll get as fat as a ball. How will you ever chase girls then?"

Zhang Ziliang chuckled, and soon, as if remembering something, he winked and gave a thumbs-up.

"That was a really clever move of yours just now, a strategic retreat. Now Lin Qingxue is actually taking the initiative to befriend you. Did you learn that from those people in the city?"

Upon hearing this...

Chen Jianji paused in his actions and put down his plate.

He said softly.

"As I just told you, I don't want to talk about her anymore, it's too tiring."

As Chen Jianji spoke, he began to eat his meal in large mouthfuls.

Zhang Ziliang was stunned, and after a long while, he looked incredulous.

"Alright, Brother Ji, you always get angry after being given the cold shoulder, but you always end up licking your boots and trying to make amends. Don't let this backfire on you."

Chen Jianji put the last bite of rice into his mouth and shook his head.

"They're childhood sweethearts who promised to take the college entrance exam together, but I'm a complete failure. There's no need for me to interfere."

Seeing that he looked calm, unlike his usual self, Zhang Ziliang was taken aback.

"So, you're serious?"

Chen Jianji nodded.

"Well, don't let their relationship as neighbors fool you, they're actually..."

Before he could finish speaking...

Zhang Ziliang grabbed Chen Jianji's hand and said excitedly.

"Brother Ji, you finally figured it out."

Chen Jianji was stunned: "You knew?"

Zhang Ziliang rubbed his forehead and sighed.

"Anyone with eyes can see that. Ask the others; Lin Qingxue clearly treats Li Wenyan differently from everyone else."

"I reminded you before that you always say they are neighbors who grew up together, which is normal."

"But I've watched so many anime series with childhood sweethearts, you just don't believe me."

"You're so obsessed, like the male protagonist in an anime, you can't be stopped by ten oxen. I can only try my best to cooperate with you. Maybe Lin Qingxue will be moved by you and be willing to try to get to know you after the college entrance exam?"

Listen to what Zhang Ziliang said.

Chen Jianji's eyelids twitched, somewhat speechless at Zhang Ziliang's analogy.

But then it dawned on me.

turn out to be...

Others see things more clearly than he does.

In his past life, he was trapped in this fake marriage and suffered endless emotional abuse before he finally saw the truth in that diary.

From the passionate to the mundane, ten years of youth were, in the other party's eyes, a cold transaction.

Chen Jianji lowered his head, feeling his heart pounding fiercely in his chest.

This is the heartbeat of an eighteen-year-old.

Fortunately...

Everything is still in time.

......