The two wandered to the school gate. Wang Zibo talked a lot along the way, but Chen Hansheng basically didn't respond. He was trying to adapt to the Hong Kong city seventeen years ago.

After graduating from college, Chen Hansheng felt that the economic development of his hometown was not good, so he stayed in Jianye, the provincial capital, and worked hard. He occasionally went home to see his parents, but he came and left in a hurry, and had no time to pay attention to the changes in his hometown.

Only in the early hours of the drunken morning will inexplicable touches and memories surge from the bottom of my heart, but they will soon be replaced by the busyness of reality the next day.

“What’s the point of being reborn for someone like me?”

Chen Hansheng feels very depressed. In 2019, he has money and status, a company and subordinates, which does not meet the basic conditions of a reborn person: "a cuckold, both parents dead, poor, hungry and cold."

"Damn it, I really don't want to be reborn!"

Chen Hansheng couldn't help but curse. Wang Zibo was talking about the embarrassing incident last night when Chen Hansheng was drunk and insisted on confessing his love in front of Xiao Rongyu. He was stunned for a moment: "Did you listen to me?"

"Oh, I heard it."

Chen Hansheng said casually, and then touched his pocket. There was no wallet, no mobile phone, and no quick payment. He sighed and said to Wang Zibo: "Do you have any money? I want to go to the canteen to buy something."

"Are you buying water?"

Wang Zibo is considerate. He knows that your mouth will be dry after a hangover, and it is also quite hot today.

"What do you drink, Jianlibao or Coke?"

Wang Zibo is preparing to treat guests.

"Just mineral water, and buy a pack of cigarettes by the way." Chen Hansheng replied.

Wang Zibo suddenly opened his eyes wide and kept looking at Chen Hansheng: "When did you learn to smoke? How come I didn't know about it?"

Chen Hansheng was a little impatient. He never thought his childhood friend was so verbose before. He waved his hand and said, "If you're in a bad mood, take a smoke to relieve your boredom."

Wang Zibo hesitated for a moment and then went to buy cigarettes obediently. The canteen was right outside the gate of "Gangcheng No. 1 Middle School". Chen Hansheng looked at the spacious iron gate and thought to himself, these are the memories of my three years in high school and more than 1,000 years.

ah.

After a while, Wang Zibo came back: "Nuo, your cigarette."

"Oh, it's been a while since I last saw Hongta Mountain."

Chen Hansheng couldn't help but smile. He rarely smoked this brand since he started working. He skillfully tore open the package and handed one to Wang Zibo: "Do you want to smoke?"

Wang Zibo struggled for a while and finally decided to smoke one with his brother.

Wang Zibo still has a typical student mentality and is relatively thin-skinned. Unlike Chen Hansheng, who has been ravaged by society, his standards for doing things are obviously different.

Chen Hansheng simply rolled up his trouser legs to his knees, sat down on the curb and puffed away, squinting thoughtfully at the passing students.

Wang Zibo coyly turned his head away when smoking, took a quick puff and hid the cigarette butt behind his back, and then blew out wisps of green smoke from his mouth, like a fucking crane-mouthed pot.

Wang Zibo smoked cautiously, but after looking at Chen Hansheng, he commented in a sullen voice: "Xiao Chen, your smoking posture is quite chic."

Chen Hansheng is a long-time smoker, and even flicking the ashes is very rhythmic.

"Practice makes perfect."

Chen Hansheng replied calmly, which made Wang Zibo even more envious. Chen Hansheng's expression at this time was both pretentious and unflattering, but he was really handsome.

Before he finished smoking a cigarette, a group of people rode over not far away. Wang Zibo quickly put out the cigarette butts and reminded Chen Hansheng: "Throw it away quickly."

Wang Zibo's actions also shocked Chen Hansheng: "Is there a teacher inside?"

"There are no teachers, they are all our classmates." Wang Zibo explained.

Chen Hansheng was almost about to throw it away, but when he heard these words, he circled around and pulled back. He respected the profession of teacher very much, but what should he take to heart about his high school classmates? They have graduated.

how?

This group of students were probably here to get their admission letters. They were talking and laughing with their longing for college life. When they passed Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo, they all stopped.

Chen Hansheng's current image is very sloppy, with both the fatigue after a hangover and the confusion after rebirth. He sits with his back splayed out and a cigarette in his mouth. If it weren't for this 18-year-old face, he would look completely middle-aged.

Image of greasy uncle.

The classmates all looked at Chen Hansheng in surprise. In a school like Gangcheng No. 1 Middle School, which focuses on education, female students are not allowed to have long hair, so smoking is almost a sign of depravity.

"Are you all going to get the admission notice?"

Wang Zibo felt it was necessary to say something.

None of the students said anything, and they turned their attention to the girl in the middle.

This little girl is really pretty. Her floral skirt that reaches her knees is floating gently in the evening summer breeze, exuding a bright and lively look. She is at least 1.67 meters tall. Because of the hot weather, her face is rippling.

A light blush, a straight bridge of the nose, rosy lips, a round chin, clear and translucent eyes under thick eyelashes, and soft hair falling naturally to her shoulders.

When the girl stopped her orange bicycle and walked over, Chen Hansheng could even smell a faint scent of lily.

"Chen Hansheng, how can you smoke!"

The voice is quite nice, but a little angry.

Chen Hansheng couldn't remember who she was at all, so he could only turn his head and look at Wang Zibo. Wang Zibo didn't understand the intention and stared at him with big eyes and small eyes. Chen Hansheng had no choice but to ask: "Who are you?"

"Wow."

This group of quasi-college students on bicycles let out a burst of sighs, especially the girls who couldn't help but shake their heads. What was said in the TV series was indeed true. Men change their hearts so quickly. They even confessed to others last night, but they were rejected.

Can pretend not to know.

"Han Sheng, you shouldn't be like this."

Another boy walked out of the crowd. He was tall and had a warm smile: "Smoking is not your style. I hope you can come out of the shadow of broken love and welcome a better tomorrow. We all look forward to your progress."

These words may sound like comfort and encouragement, but there is always a kind of hypocrisy and condescension. Chen Hansheng has been the boss for so many years. Although he is not arrogant, he is not willing to be stepped on by others, especially if they are not familiar with each other.

.

Although Chen Hansheng was sitting on the ground, he raised his head, straightened his chest, and stared at the boy who was talking silently, until he felt uncomfortable, and then he said with a look of scrutiny: "What the hell are you doing?"

Who is it again?"

A man with a successful career has both a generous demeanor and a dignity that has been accumulated for a long time. How can he be compared to a baby who has not entered the society? Even if he is in the state of pretentiousness, he probably can't see Chen Hansheng's exhaust.

So he was defeated as soon as he made contact.

"You are so disappointing."

The boy said a harsh word, and then said to the pretty girl: "Rong Yu, let's go and leave this kind of person alone."

The girl didn't listen. She took a few steps closer and said to Chen Hansheng: "If you pretend that you don't know him, there's nothing I can do about it, but I made it very clear last night that I don't want to be friends until I graduate from college."

"If you smoke again, I will tell your mother."

Chen Hansheng was stunned for a moment. He had just returned to 18 years ago and was unwilling to greet his parents in this way. Moreover, today was the day to receive the admission notice, and many students passing by had already stopped to watch.

Chen Hansheng thought for a moment and threw away the cigarette butt obediently.

The girl smiled slightly, with a hint of pride, and took out a bottle of mineral water from the basket of the car: "Wash your face and go get the admission notice later."

"Thank you, I have it myself."

Chen Hansheng refused directly.

"Tch, it's the same old trick of playing hard to get, pretending to be cold if you fail to express your love." The boy just now said disdainfully.

But the girl was quite stubborn. Even though Chen Hansheng didn't want it, she still put the water at Chen Hansheng's feet, then snorted and pushed the cute orange bicycle into the school.

It wasn't until they left completely that Chen Hansheng suddenly realized: "She must be Xiao Rongyu."

"Stop pretending in front of me."

Wang Zibo said with some dissatisfaction: "I know you feel uncomfortable when your confession is rejected, but we are good brothers. If you have anything to say, you can tell me."

Wang Zibo also thought that Chen Hansheng did it on purpose just now to save face.

Chen Hansheng didn't know how to explain it, so he could only pat Wang Zibo on the shoulder: "You are an adult once you are admitted to college. Being miserable alone is an excellent quality of an adult."
Chapter completed!