Zhao Si cautiously followed behind, poking his head in. Gu Zhe’s sudden jump and startled reaction really didn’t inspire confidence. Zhao Si asked, “Brother Zhe, do you still remember how you fainted?”
Gu Zhe said, “Wasn’t I at the wedding and then I fell down, and…” His words cut off. That had happened in his previous life.
Zhao Si looked at Gu Zhe, who seemed dazed, and sighed, choosing his words carefully, “Brother Zhe, this morning you brought a gift to celebrate your anniversary with Sister-in-law. Then it suddenly started pouring rain…”
Once a memory broke through, the rest flooded in like a wave. Back then, he had cut back on his expenses for months and taken on part-time jobs just to buy a necklace worth over 2,000 yuan for Song Yihan. For a college student at that time, spending over 2,000 yuan was a clear sign of how serious Gu Zhe’s feelings for Song Yihan were.
On their anniversary, Gu Zhe had woken up early, dressed up nicely, and went to the plaza where they had agreed to meet. But Duan Mingdong, who had learned about the plan from Song Yihan, deliberately created trouble by claiming he had a fever and called Song Yihan away.
In reality, he had already bought movie tickets and dragged Song Yihan off to watch a movie. Song Yihan complained playfully about Duan Mingdong, but also let out a sigh of relief. Her male best friend, who always seemed to be in poor health, was fine—just that thought made her happy enough to forget all about her appointment with Gu Zhe.
And since her phone was on silent in the theater, she didn’t answer any of Gu Zhe’s calls. Gu Zhe, unaware of what was happening, worried she couldn’t find him. With nowhere to hide from the rain in the open plaza, he ended up getting drenched for more than two hours. Eventually, he collapsed in the rain.
That scumbag Duan Mingdong even posted a photo with Song Yihan after the movie, proudly flaunting his victory on social media.
Zhao Si said, “If it weren’t for the campus belle passing by the plaza, Brother Zhe, things would’ve been really bad!”
Gu Zhe asked, “Campus belle? Who? Lin Nuo’er?”
At the mention of that name, what flashed first in Gu Zhe’s mind wasn’t her face but her stunningly long legs.
Lin Nuo’er’s height wasn’t the tallest—around 1.68 meters—but thanks to years of taekwondo training, her proportions were perfect. Her skin had a naturally healthy glow, smooth and fair, very different from those girls who wore thick foundation and looked sickly pale.
Pure and spirited, like a spring in the mountains—clear and full of life.
Gu Zhe remembered that after Lin Nuo’er found out what had happened, she had gone straight to find Duan Mingdong for a one-on-one beatdown. Lin Nuo’er, a black belt in taekwondo, gave Duan Mingdong a solid thrashing. Song Yihan tried to step in and pushed Lin Nuo’er during the scuffle, causing her to bang her right leg.
When Gu Zhe arrived in his past life, instead of caring about Lin Nuo’er’s injury, he scolded her based on Song Yihan’s complaints.
He had said that no one would like a girl as violent as her.
Lin Nuo’er, heartbroken and disappointed, walked away silently. He never even knew if her leg wound was ever treated. If a scar was left on the campus belle’s leg, that would be such a pity.
Thinking about it now, Gu Zhe wished he could slap himself ten times. Regardless of why Lin Nuo’er had stood up for him, just the words he had said were enough to make him feel ashamed as a man.
Wait a minute.
Gu Zhe suddenly froze, then burst out of the dorm room.
Zhao Si shouted, “Brother Zhe, where are you going?”
Gu Zhe replied, “To save a work of art!”
Zhao Si shook his head. “He’s doomed, the fever still hasn’t gone down. When he gets back, I’ll make him drink more Nongfu Sanquan…”
…
Wutong Road at Jiangzhou University was the main path to the dorms.
The asphalt was still wet and slippery from the recent rain.
Yet at this moment, the students of Jiangzhou University weren’t rushing back to their dorms. Instead, they were crowding around an open space as if something big had happened.
“Ahhh!” a boy wearing rimless glasses and with a slightly effeminate face was slammed to the ground, letting out a pained cry.
Lin Nuo’er, standing tall with a clear glare, said, “Duan Mingdong, I can’t stand guys like you. Sneaky and underhanded like a concubine. If you like hiding behind women so much, just stab yourself and go use the women’s restroom from now on!”
Although she was already standing, her right leg had a bloody scrape, her jeans torn, skin and flesh visible. But none of that stopped her sharp tongue as she continued attacking Duan Mingdong.
Song Yihan rushed to help the bruised and battered Duan Mingdong, glaring furiously at Lin Nuo’er, “What the hell is wrong with you? Gu Zhe himself didn’t say anything, why are you acting crazy here?”
Seeing how Song Yihan didn’t care about Gu Zhe at all, Lin Nuo’er clenched her fists again.
“I’ve never seen a girlfriend as terrible as you! Your boyfriend passed out in the rain and you were off watching a movie with another guy! You’re a disgrace to women! Gu Zhe won’t hit you, but I don’t have that hesitation!”
After saying that, Lin Nuo’er raised her fist again.
Seeing she wasn’t bluffing, Song Yihan’s face turned pale in fear.
Lin Nuo’er’s combat skills were famous across the whole campus. As a freshman, and a girl no less, she had swept through the entire taekwondo club. If she got serious, neither Song Yihan nor Duan Mingdong could stand a chance against her.
But suddenly, Song Yihan’s expression relaxed. She looked smug and confident again.
“Gu Zhe! You’re finally here. This crazy woman is trying to hurt me!”
With her delicate and fragile beauty, and her soft voice, many of the boys nearby instantly felt weak in the knees.
At the sound of Gu Zhe’s name, Lin Nuo’er stiffened. Her aggressive fists instantly dropped like a child caught misbehaving.
“Gu Zhe, I…” Lin Nuo’er glanced at him, but seeing his slightly furrowed brow, her heart tightened.
Gu Zhe probably didn’t like girls who used violence, right? But she was standing up for him!
Forget it. Whatever.
Gritting her teeth, Lin Nuo’er said something that even made herself cringe.
“Gu Zhe, you came at the perfect time! One each—two on two. I’ll handle the green tea b*tch, you take the sissy boy!”
To someone who had lived two lives, Gu Zhe found this sentence absolutely explosive.
The corner of his mouth twitched.
With a personality like this, no wonder that in his last life, this stunning beauty ended up becoming his buddy.
And Song Yihan, the queen of double standards, never allowed him to have a “girl bro,” forcing him to slowly drift away from Lin Nuo’er.
“Gu Zhe, look at her!” Song Yihan’s aggrieved voice came again.
Gu Zhe glanced at her indifferently.
Such a good cup of tea.
“I’m looking at her. I think she’s really pretty.”