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

The night was quiet.

In the woods near the brightly lit teaching building, insects chirped and twittered.

In the classroom.

Zhang Xinyi was wearing a loose school uniform, and her hair was casually tied in a ponytail, making her look clean and refreshing.

She held her phone in her hand, the screen reflecting a faint light.

A chat interface is displayed on the screen.

[Rose Girl: Does it really take you that long to go back to your dorm and take a shower?!]

[Rose Girl: You don't need me to go over the afternoon's lesson again, right?]

[The young man chasing the wind: Applying ointment. This stuff is expensive, so I have to do it properly. I can't waste it.]

[Rose Girl: Tch, so ignorant. Two hundred yuan is expensive?]

[The Wind Chaser: No, I mean this sentiment is very precious (#roses#roses)]

[Rose Girl: ...Get out of here!! Come to the classroom right now!]

...

"What a jerk, he didn't reply to me!"

After Zhang Xinyi finished cursing, she gripped her phone tightly and stiffly looked up.

She didn't even dare to look around, turning her head directly to look out the window next to her.

Her cheeks and ear tips were flushed red.

Get lost! Aren't you ashamed to talk like that? How can you be so shameless?!

besides...

Zhang Xinyi glanced around cautiously out of the corner of her eye.

Are they looking at me?

Will it look strange if I wear this wrong size school uniform?

Will anyone ask me what's going on?

Ugh! I should never have agreed to that jerk's offer!

The new school uniform only costs a little over two hundred yuan, it's not like she can't afford it!

Ugh! I hate it! I hate it! I hate it!!

Zhang Xinyi looked out the window, her face as cold as frost.

But inside, it was exploding with excitement.

Especially when she seemed to see someone gradually walking towards her out of the corner of her eye.

Zhang Xinyi's expression immediately tensed up.

"Um... Zhang?"

The moment the sound rang out.

Zhang Xinyi turned around almost reflexively and blurted out the idea she had rehearsed countless times in her mind.

"I'm just borrowing these clothes!"

She was stunned as soon as she finished speaking.

My cheeks were burning red.

The most embarrassing thing was that the female classmate in front of him started talking to him.

It was the girl who asked Chen Jianji to write in her yearbook this morning!

Wang Shuxian, who had just opened her mouth to speak and whose lips were even slightly parted, was clearly stunned.

"Um...that's not what I meant, you..."

"Did you need something from me?!"

Zhang Xinyi looked around nervously, a little embarrassed but trying to remain calm.

Wang Shuxian then realized what was happening, and she raised her notebook to cover her mouth and chuckled.

"You and Brother Ji are quite alike, both of you are very interesting."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xinyi immediately pictured that smug face.

Her initial nervousness seemed to have subsided considerably, and she said with utter disdain.

"I'm nothing like him. I'm not as shameless as him."

Wang Shuxian chuckled again, her eyes crinkling as if she had thought of something.

"It's quite thick."

As she spoke, she looked up and asked.

"Xinyi? May I call you that?"

Zhang Xinyi paused, feeling a strange sense of unease at the intimate way she was addressed, as if she had never been called that before.

She nodded, her cheeks looking a little awkward.

"Yes...yes, whatever you want."

Wang Shuxian smiled and nodded, then handed the notebook in her hand to Zhang Xinyi.

"Xinyi, could you help me write something in my yearbook?"

"what?"

Zhang Xinyi's eyes widened in surprise for a moment.

"Should I...write it?"

Seeing the other person nod earnestly.

"All right."

Zhang Xinyi took the notebook with a slightly flustered expression.

This was the first time she had been invited to write in a yearbook.

She opened the notebook somewhat hastily.

The front was already covered with dense text, and all the names were signed.

She also caught a glimpse of the first page, written in crooked, illegible handwriting by that bastard Chen Jianji.

It looks awful!

Zhang Xinyi turned to a blank page and picked up a pen.

Just as I was about to put pen to paper, I suddenly stopped.

What should I write?

Zhang Xinyi was stunned.

Then, she subconsciously recalled what Chen Jianji had said that morning.

Then, the pen in her hand slowly fell to the ground.

Wishing you ever-increasing beauty and success—Zhang Xinyi

"alright!"

After Zhang Xinyi finished writing, she handed the notebook over directly.

My heart was beating very fast for a moment.

She rarely and is not used to interacting with strangers, or even classmates she barely knows.

But she didn't seem to find Wang Shuxian, the person in front of her, repulsive.

"Huh..."

Wang Shuxian picked up the notebook and glanced at it, somewhat surprised.

"W-what's wrong?"

"I really didn't know what to write, so I just wrote what Chen Jianji said today. It was so sudden. Maybe I'll write it for you after I've thought it through."

Zhang Xinyi thought the other party would think her writing was too casual, so she wanted to explain.

Unexpectedly.

Wang Shuxian shook her head, closed the notebook, and hugged it to her chest.

Her eyes crinkled into bright smiles, and the few freckles on her cheeks, as she smiled, appeared youthful and innocent.

"Luckily, Brother Ji didn't write it."

"I'm saving this for such a beautiful girl to wish me to become more and more beautiful. I'm sure it will come true."

"Oh...I see..."

Zhang Xinyi lowered her head, letting her hair fall down.

She was a little embarrassed by the compliments.

"Thank you, Xinyi. I'll go study now."

"Um!"

Zhang Xinyi then looked up again, watching Wang Shuxian's departing figure.

The inner world, which had been closed off from the outside world, seemed to loosen slightly.

What followed was an indescribable...warmth?

......

Boys' dormitory.

Four people were gathered together.

Chen Jianji sat in the middle of the bed, rubbing his feet.

Snapped!

He couldn't help but slap his thigh and give Zhao Yong a thumbs up.

"It has to be your wife; she's so efficient."

"Unlike my other classmates, who all tried to negotiate with me at this time!"

Upon hearing this...

Zhao Yong blushed.

He looked at the message Wang Shuxian had sent on his phone screen.

She's a really nice person; she wrote me a blessing, which I really liked.

Zhao Yong turned off his phone and laughed awkwardly.

"Brother Ji, don't talk nonsense. He doesn't even have a girlfriend yet!"

"Haha, it'll be soon! You two agreed to apply to the same university, right? I know."

Chen Jianji joked, and Liu Hai next to him laughed along.

Only Zhang Ziliang had a bitter face.

Chen Jianji couldn't help but ask in confusion.

"Zhang Zilian, did you eat something bad?"

Zhang Ziliang's lips twitched visibly, and it took him a while before he couldn't help but grit his teeth and say something.

"Brother Ji, you fucking hit my thigh just now! And so hard!"

"oh oh!"

Chen Jianji then withdrew his hand and smiled.

"It's nothing, a minor issue."

"Let me check if they've finished their tasks. We'll go to evening self-study soon, so we don't get late."

As he spoke, he picked up his phone and glanced at it.

Liu Hai leaned forward and couldn't help but ask.

"Brother Ji, why are you only talking to the class committee members?"

Chen Jianji explained as he spoke.

"Your position determines your perspective. Those who are class committee members will subconsciously have a stronger sense of responsibility, and will find it easier to get close to new classmates, feeling that it is their duty."

"Don't speak yet, you're affecting my performance."

He tapped his fingers on the screen.

[The boy chasing the wind: Please, kind and beautiful lady, next time I'll sneak over the wall to buy you the best milk tea from that shop.]

[Honey Pomelo Soft Milk Candy (Chinese Language Class Representative Wang Jiaqi): You're talking nonsense! I still haven't seen the milk tea you mentioned last time. Are you just making empty promises for me next time?!]

Chen Jianji glanced at it briefly, then quickly switched to the next chat box and began persuading the next person.

[The boy chasing the wind: Please, kind and beautiful lady, next time I'll sneak over the wall to buy you the best milk tea from that shop.]

【浅夏ぐ (Literary Committee Member Pan Shuqi): 【Screenshot】, 【Smile】】.

Chen Jianji paused, opened the screenshot, and froze on the spot.

The screenshot shows the same message he sent to several class committee members: "Please..."

Seeing this, Zhang Ziliang, who was standing to the side, finally couldn't help but laugh.

"Hey bro, turns out they're all sitting together right now. You're in an awkward situation. You need to ask someone to help you talk to your new classmate. You're sending a mass text message without changing a single word?"

Chen Jianji couldn't help but laugh at his own actions.

"Isn't this more convenient? Everyone's thinking of going to evening self-study later, but they'll be late and get scolded. I haven't even showered yet."

At this moment, Zhao Yong finally couldn't help but ask.

"Brother Ji, I remember back in the first year of high school, the class monitor wasn't very sociable either, and you seemed to have gone to great lengths to help him integrate into the class."

He paused as he spoke.

"Brother Ji, what happened between you and the class monitor? Are you trying to get revenge on the monitor by treating the new student like this?"

......