Rebirth 08: My Online Love Wife is a Cold and Aloof School Beauty

Chapter 96: The Eve of School Reunion, Then a Shocking Scene Appears in the Corridor

Su Qianqian picked up a small steamed bun and placed it in the bowl. She gently poked a small hole in it with her chopsticks to let the steam escape.

Then, wait quietly for the buns to cool down a bit before eating them.

She only spoke after Song Qingning and Lin Bei's verbal sparring had come to an end.

"Everyone is going to school tomorrow, so tonight is our last get-together before school starts. Let's have a drink!"

Everyone else nodded, and the five of them raised their glasses and clinked them together.

Lin Bei leaned back in his chair, looking at the four people in front of him.

Old Gao was still wondering, "Is my university allowance enough to cover living expenses?"

Song Qingning mocked Wu Xiaoxun: "The Fuwa pendant you're wearing has faded."

Wu Xiaoxun retorted, unconvinced, "This is a limited edition; there are only two hundred in the entire country."

"Your baby doll is the one that's fading color; all your family's Fuwa dolls are fading color."

Su Qianqian sat quietly beside them, watching them with a glass of plain water in her hand, her eyes shining.

Lin Bei did not join the melee; he simply leaned back in his chair and watched the group.

He recalled two months ago, when he had just been reborn.

I sat in the cemetery all night, hugging the lime-covered tombstone, drinking beer can after can, and burning paper money on the base of the tombstone with my YSL lipstick.

At that time, Lin Bei thought that the only meaning of his life was to keep Qing Ning out of trouble.

Now, Qing Ning is sitting lively and energetic next to him, pouring vinegar into Lao Gao's bowl and bickering with Wu Xiaoxun.

Su Qianqian is no longer the aloof school beauty from her previous life, who was a world away from him, nor did she study abroad.

Lao Gao was not crushed by reality, and Wu Xiaoxun did not drop out of school because her father's factory was destroyed by the financial crisis.

He not only saved those who deserved to be saved, but also conveniently saved those who shouldn't have died.

Lin Bei looked down at the cup in his hand.

An ordinary glass, filled with plain water, reflects the dim yellow light overhead.

He suddenly smiled, raised his glass, and said, "Tomorrow we'll go to university to register and start a brand new life."

"Let's make this clear first: whoever gets into a relationship in the future, remember to treat us!"

Song Qingning slammed the vinegar bottle on the table and said disdainfully, "You go first, you're the richest."

Old Gao immediately chimed in, "That's right, you'll treat us when you earn over ten thousand a month."

Wu Xiaoxun raised her hand and said, "My shop and Brother Lin Bei's shop have a revenue-sharing partnership, so from now on, Lin Bei will treat me to my share."

Su Qianqian was the last to speak, "My share from now on will also be recorded in Lin Bei's account."

Lin Bei smiled and put down his cup. Looking at the four people in front of him, they took turns arranging all the occasions for him to host dinners in the future.

The lights in the night market lit up one after another.

The steamed buns in the steamer are still steaming hot.

Lin Bei picked up his glass, took a sip of beer, and had already made up his mind.

Now that he's been given a second chance at life, he wants to make a lot of money, protect the people around him, and do the things he wanted to do in his previous life but didn't dare to.

Twenty-five million is just the beginning.

The future is expected!

……

September 1st.

Before dawn, Lin Bei was dragged out of bed by Su Ruolan.

While he was washing his face and brushing his teeth, his mother nagged him at least five times from outside the door.

"Did you bring your acceptance letter?"

"Did you put your ID card in there? Keep your money separate, don't stuff it all in one pocket."

"Don't drink water given to you by strangers on the train."

Lin Bei, with a toothbrush in his mouth, agreed, but patiently answered each question.

He knew his mother wasn't nagging, but rather that she couldn't bear to part with him.

A mother worries when her son travels a thousand miles. What mother wouldn't worry when her son goes far away?

Lin Jianjun took a day off from work today and wore the dark gray shirt that he usually only wore during the Chinese New Year.

He stood at the door and adjusted Lin Bei's backpack straps again and again, finally saying, "Make a call when you get there."

Lin Bei watched as his father fastened the shoulder strap one more notch, but didn't point it out.

As soon as he pushed open his front door and slung his backpack over his shoulder, the door next door opened at the same time.

Song Qingning squeezed out from inside.

The reason I use the word "squeezed" is because she was dragging a half-person-high briefcase behind her, carrying a bulging backpack on her back, and a small handbag slung over her left arm.

She looked like a Christmas tree covered in packages.

Today she wore a white short-sleeved T-shirt and denim overalls, her hair was tied in a high ponytail, and she had two sparkly little earrings in her ears.

Lin Bei leaned against his door frame, watching her frantically pull the suitcase out of the doorway, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Are you moving?

"What's in that bag over there?"

Song Qingning rolled her eyes at him and said, "Skincare products, facial cleanser, sunscreen, lotion, serum... you wouldn't understand even if I told you."

She shifted her handbag over her shoulder again and glanced at Lin Bei.

Lin Bei was seen carrying only a backpack and a small bag in his hand.

Song Qingning stopped suspiciously and asked curiously, "Where's your blanket? Where are your clothes?"

"Why are you only carrying one bag?"

Lin Bei smiled and said, "I sent my luggage to the school a couple of days ago, it should arrive today."

Ok? !

Song Qingning was completely stunned.

No, is it even possible to do that?

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath: "Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

Song Qingning pushed the briefcase in front of Lin Bei: "Since you don't have any luggage, then help me pull the briefcase."

Lin Bei refused outright: "Why should I?"

"I'm not your labor force!"

Song Qingning pushed forward a little more: "You have the energy because you just ate breakfast."

Lin Bei remained motionless.

Song Qingning released her hand from the lever, took a step forward, and stretched out her arm to hug Lin Bei's neck.

She was quite strong; Lin Bei was pulled so hard that he bent over, his face slamming into a soft little watermelon.

Moreover, the tip of her nose even brushed against the skin on the side of Song Qingning's neck.

At that moment, a faint floral fragrance entered Lin Bei's nostrils.

A thought flashed through his mind:

"So it turns out that some girls really do have a natural body odor!"

Seeing that Lin Bei wouldn't agree, Song Qingning hugged him even tighter.

"Will you agree or not!"

Lin Bei clapped his hands: "Let go first, you're about to be strangled."

Song Qingning scoffed, "I won't let go unless you agree!"

Because of the force, the backpack on her back tilted to one side due to her movement.

The briefcase next to it lost its support and fell to the ground with a "thud!"

Just then, both doors opened at the same time.

Su Ruolan carried the trash bag and came out to go downstairs.

Lin Jianjun followed behind, holding the water glass that Lin Bei had forgotten on the coffee table.

Mr. and Mrs. Song from across the hall also came out of their door, carrying bags of snacks they had prepared for Song Qingning.

Four people stood at the doorway, looking down into the middle of the corridor at the two childhood sweethearts in an ambiguous pose.

Lin Bei was the first to see the group leaving and quickly shouted, "Stop! Someone's coming out!"

Song Qingning also heard the door open and hurriedly turned around to look.

Then, we saw the figures of both sets of parents.

With a "whoosh!"

Song Qingning's face turned red all the way from the base of her neck to her hairline.

She quickly let go of her hands, took two steps back, picked up the briefcase from the ground, and dragged it downstairs.

Su Ruolan switched the trash bag to her other hand and exchanged a glance with Song's mother.

Neither of the mothers said anything.

But the curve of their upturned lips is almost exactly the same.

[Volume 1: "Reigniting Youth" concludes!]