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

Chen Jianji slowly closed his diary.

Even if he no longer tries to get close to Lin Qingxue.

The words she wrote to herself in her diary were still the same annoyance and disgust as in her previous life.

Chen Jianji was confused.

She was the one who refused to move her seat immediately.

When I was tutoring a private tutor, it was she who made me go back home.

Even though they've already settled their differences, she still writes things that show she hates herself.

Chen Jianji put the diary back into his backpack.

It's been three days since I got back.

As he looked at these words, he no longer felt as if his heart was falling, as he had at the beginning.

Instead, they are now able to face it calmly.

Chen Jianji tucked away the desk on the bed and turned off the nightlight as well.

He lay flat on the bed.

I could hear the two typhoon fans creaking and swaying on the dormitory ceiling.

He gradually emptied his mind and finally fell into a deep sleep.

......

Sunday morning, 8:00 AM.

The morning sun had already risen in the distance, adding a touch of warmth to the originally cool breeze.

As you can imagine, today's temperature will still be unbearably hot.

Chen Jianji rubbed his eyes, feeling a bit dry.

It seems like they haven't had enough sleep.

But his good sleep habits, developed through consistent exercise, woke him up before his phone alarm went off.

He still remembered that Wang Li had arranged to meet him at the playground for basketball training that day.

At this moment, Chen Jianji got up and quietly prepared to get out of bed.

On a rare Sunday, he didn't want to disturb the rest of his roommates.

Chen Jianji had just gotten out of bed.

The balcony door was pushed open.

Zhang Ziliang came out.

"Hey, Brother Ji, you're awake?"

Chen Jianji glanced at him.

"Why are you up so early?"

As he spoke, he looked around at the beds.

I noticed that my bangs were gone too.

"Where are the others?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ziliang curled his lip.

"Brother Ji, have you gone mad these past few days?"

"The sports meet is coming soon, and Liu Hai has also signed up for the long jump. He will go home on Saturday to replenish his energy and then come back to train on Sunday."

"Wasn't it the same last week?"

"I see..."

Chen Jianji then realized what was happening.

He walked past Zhang Ziliang and went onto the balcony to start washing up.

While wiping his face, he casually asked.

"And you? You were here even earlier than me. If I remember correctly, that's quite rare."

Zhang Ziliang lay half-reclined on his bed, speaking in a resentful tone.

"That's all because of you."

"I?"

Chen Jianji paused as he squeezed out the toothpaste, and clicked his tongue.

"Can't poop because there's no gravity?"

"What does this have to do with me?"

Zhang Ziliang was stunned by what he said, and it took him a while to respond.

"Where did you learn all this? You're so fluent and knowledgeable, I didn't even realize it at first."

Chen Jianji shrugged and brushed his teeth without saying a word.

Zhang Ziliang continued.

"I couldn't hold it in any longer before dawn, so I went to the toilet and came back wanting to go back to sleep."

"I just lay down and I heard you talking in your sleep."

"You know, I can't sleep if there's even the slightest noise, so I couldn't help but listen, and that made it impossible for me to fall asleep later."

Chen Jianji gave a cold laugh.

"Are you having trouble sleeping? You're just gossiping."

He rinsed his mouth, dried his hands, and went out onto the balcony.

While returning to his bed to pack his schoolbag and other belongings, he asked.

"What did I say in my sleep?"

But Zhang Ziliang didn't say a word for quite a while.

Chen Jianji turned his head and looked over.

Why aren't you saying anything?

He had barely finished speaking when he saw Zhang Ziliang looking at him with a strange expression.

Is it sympathy? Or is it pity?

Chen Jianji looked at him strangely: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Zhang Ziliang sighed before slowly speaking.

"You called Xiaotong's name many times."

"When he talks about it, sometimes he's happy, as if he's playing with her, and sometimes he's anxious and worried, like a child with a cold and fever."

"It's like you're dreaming, and you're really raising a child."

Chen Jianji's body suddenly stiffened, and the movements of his hands also stopped.

The thought that has been hidden deep in my heart since my rebirth.

It was just so obviously torn open.

Originally, Chan Kin-kei had tried his best not to think about the child.

Since God has given him a second chance, he should make the most of it and change his life.

To free myself from that suffocating relationship.

A good score on the college entrance exam will allow me to experience better universities and bring more smiles to my parents' faces.

But Xiaotong...

That tiny, chubby, and carefree little girl whom I raised myself.

Perhaps it's because the girl resembles her father.

Xiaotong doesn't look much like Lin Qingxue, but she looks a lot like herself.

This child doesn't always say in a childish voice that he can't tie other children's hair as neatly and beautifully.

But seeing his disappointment, she would still say that she loves her father the most.

Chen Jianji still remembers that when Xiaotong first went to kindergarten, she cried and thrashed in his arms.

But after being lured by the teacher's candy and playing with many friends, he seemed to have forgotten about his father, leaving Chen Jianji feeling both amused and somewhat lost.

After she got used to it, every time I took her to school, she would look forward to what activities would happen at school that day.

But when I picked her up from school and she saw me, she was overjoyed.

She nestled in his arms, her childish voice saying how much she missed her father.

That small, hopping figure occupied and filled Chen Jianji's heart.

In his numb marriage with Lin Qingxue, his only gain and emotional support was Xiaotong.

I wonder what the world will be like after I'm gone.

What will happen to Xiaotong? Who will pick her up from school?

Is she... still there?

Chen Jianji's eyes inexplicably stung. He turned his head to the side, took a deep breath, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"It's a rare weekend today. I remember there's a good breakfast place a few bus stops away from the school. Let's go try it."

As Chen Jianji spoke, he picked up his packed bag and turned to leave.

Seeing his expression, Zhang Ziliang couldn't help but remind him.

"Hey, didn't you have an appointment with the sports committee member to practice basketball today?"

Chen Jianji then slapped his forehead and laughed.

"Oh right, I almost forgot."

"I'll go next week then. I'm going to training now."

His figure gradually disappeared at the dormitory entrance.

After a long while, Zhang Ziliang finally pursed his lips.

"He's stubborn as a mule, saying he's even, but in the end, he's dreaming about taking care of the kids with the class monitor."

"It's not like I'm not going to help you."

He muttered to himself, then took a storybook from under his pillow.

The title on the cover reads:

"The Undefeated Green Plum"!

Zhang Ziliang lay half-reclined on the bed reading a storybook, and after a long while he finally sighed.

"Childhood sweethearts are truly unmatched; Brother Ji is probably going to be in trouble this time."

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