Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance
Chapter 172 - 145: The Wealthy and Capricious Zhizhi

Chapter 172: Chapter 145: The Wealthy and Capricious Zhizhi

The two of them stood by the railing, one facing forward looking at Qingmu Ridge, the other leaning back looking at the classroom.

The autumn afternoon breeze blew past, and neither spoke, quietly listening to a couple’s argument.

Ji Jiayu: "Can you be a bit more mature?"

Yuan Zhengchuan: "Mature about what? As mature as your new boyfriend?"

"What new boyfriend? Are you crazy!"

"How should I know! You know it yourself!"

"Whatever you say."

A few words from the quarreling couple made Jiang Nian laugh outside the classroom corridor. Unfortunately, standing next to him was Chen Yunyun, so he couldn’t share the schadenfreude with her.

Sigh, women are really boring.

He was too close, so he couldn’t take out his phone to record, it would be awkward if discovered.

After all, he now has nothing to do with it, completely clueless like a pure lotus. Why are they arguing, it’s really scary, hope they break up soon.

Insisting on causing a scene during the latter part of the lunch break, others might think it escalated, just cursed.

As for when to stop? They never started, so there’s no stopping.

To put it bluntly, what’s wrong with helping out a classmate? This world is so damn cold.

If you have to blame, blame their love for not being pure; they like laughing around, let them continue.

Lunch break.

The couple went out to argue, and the classroom was quiet.

Jiang Nian lay down skillfully on the desk, resting his head on his arms, enjoying the tranquility of the classroom. No one was shaking the table, and there was neither coquetry nor laughter.

He slept all the way until the lunch break bell rang.

Li Hua, Ma Guojun, and Zhang Ningzhi arrived at the classroom one after another. Jiang Nian, sitting in the middle of the row, stood up to give the wall-side seat to Zhang Ningzhi.

Zhang Ningzhi took out a box of lemon tea from her small bag and placed it in Jiang Nian’s drawer.

As she looked up, she saw Jiang Nian covering his mouth with his hand, yawning as he walked out of the classroom.

She couldn’t help but tense her face, feeling as if she were feeding a white-eyed wolf.

In the hallway, a group of people just waking from their lunch nap or rushing from dorms or homes to the classroom. Their faces bore an apathetic expression, resembling a solemn visit to a grave.

Jiang Nian, Ma Guojun, and Li Hua stood in a row by the railing, peeking down at the bustling crowd below.

Li Hua started the conversation, clicking his tongue twice.

"That one looks good."

"Where?" Ma Guojun craned his neck.

"Hua, do you fancy Yu Tongjiegeigei?" Jiang Nian wasn’t looking at the girls but instantly recognized Yu Tongjie among the crowd, keeping his eyes on him.

Those who harbor pure hatred might not notice a beloved person at first sight. But a despised one, even if turned to ash, can be identified a hundred meters away.

Li Hua also spotted Yu Tongjie in the crowd below, and said in displeasure.

"It really is that guy. I have no idea what he’s been up to lately. Just seeing him makes me nauseous, pure and utter scumbag."

"Hey, don’t praise him like that."

After Jiang Nian spoke, he kept staring at Yu Tongjie until he vanished below, then looked away.

"I wonder how many points Brother Jie can score."

"How many points? A lousy five hundred plus."

Upon hearing this, Ma Guojun and Jiang Nian both turned their heads, staring at Li Hua.

"You sneaky kid, trying to release a group ridicule skill, huh?"

After glaring at Li Hua, Ma Guojun pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose, suddenly getting excited, "Can we leave early after evening self-study tomorrow?"

"Why?"

"The day after tomorrow is the joint exam, shouldn’t we prepare for it?" Ma Guojun explained, "I guess we’ll only have two evening classes. Who’s on duty tomorrow?"

"I think it’s our group?" Li Hua was dumbfounded.

Jiang Nian was indifferent; if it was their group’s duty tomorrow. Then after early dismissal from evening self-study, the whole group would have to stay for cleaning.

They might even have to help set up the exam hall, moving tables, sticking candidate numbers, and so on.

He planned to ask Xu Qianqian tonight if she didn’t have to stay for duty, to let her go home first. After all, the second evening self-study ends a bit after eight, which is still early.

The whole afternoon of classes passed, and Jiang Nian used an immunity to fatigue.

Not sleepy at all, just...

In the evening, Jiang Nian returned from having dinner in the cafeteria and found an extra box of lemon tea on the table. Astonished for a moment, he thought, having drunk one in the afternoon, how come there’s another one?

Did the lemon tea replicate itself?

Ten minutes later, Zhang Ningzhi and Yao Beibei returned hand in hand.

Yao Beibei did not return to her seat but sat directly on Li Hua’s seat.

Jiang Nian glanced at her, "Huang Beibei, what have you been up to these days?"

"Get lost, you’re the ’Huang’ one!" Yao Beibei sprawled out on the chair, looking at the ceiling, "What else could I be doing, preparing for the big joint exam."

"I had to choose between seizing the day and living in the moment, and I chose to seize the moment, impressive, right?"

"Impressive." Jiang Nian gave a thumbs up, "Beibei is invincible, I’ll fly the yellow flag for you. Too bad Li Hua isn’t here, or he could learn a thing or two."

"Him?" Yao Beibei’s posture was arrogant, as if she could take on seven, "Who is Li Hua?"

Such a strong offensive, indeed worthy of Huang Beibei.

Li Hua’s sort of coward, when faced with choosing between seizing the day and living in the moment, would only opt for grasping and clinging; under pressure...

Under Jiang Nian’s praised, Yao Beibei swelled with pride. On Li Hua’s desk, she glanced around and took out his English test paper to mock.

"How come this person even corrected it with a black pen, afraid to face his true self? Let me mark it for him."

After Beibei left, Jiang Nian curiously looked at Zhang Ningzhi.

"Why did you buy (lemon tea) again in the afternoon?"

Zhang Ningzhi turned her head to look at him, her small face taut, seriously said.

"I have money and I’m willful."

"Hahaha, impressive." Jiang Nian was amused by her, "I know you’re wealthy, next time don’t buy it for me, can’t drink it all and it would be wasted."

"You could give it to the leader," she suggested.

Jiang Nian gestured a refusal, "He wouldn’t appreciate it."

"Alright then."

...

Before evening self-study, the sky grew darker, Yang Qiming lay on the dorm bed, staring at the fluorescent light on the ceiling.

He was heartbroken, like a fish deprived of oxygen on the shore.

There was no feeling when they broke up, just treated as a normal argument. It wasn’t until the separation that the aftermath slowly surged in, she had completely withdrawn from his life.

His heart felt empty, like he was missing half of it.

Despite trying hard to forget, he still felt emotionally detached when alone.

After school in the afternoon, he went alone to the sophomore teaching building, turned around her class. Carefully pretending to pass by, but didn’t see her.

Yang Qiming picked up his phone and thought about the post he made half an hour ago.

[The end of the sea is not the sea, but the regret in the heart.]

Ten or so people liked it, most of them were boys in the class. There was even a "Jiang Yue Nian Year View Similar," he thought he hadn’t added Jiang Nian on QQ.

How did he like it?

Below were some comments, the first was from his good friend Lin Dong.

"The end of the sea is Pororo seaweed."

Yang Qiming was hurt, the joys and sorrows of people are never the same. The pain in his heart, in someone else’s eyes, was just a simple joke.

After switching dorms, even the brotherhood seemed to fade, losing both love and friendship.

The second comment came from Luo Yong: "The end of the sea is the enemy."

Enough, he felt worse than Allen!

The third comment from Huang Caicai surprisingly contained rare warm encouragement.

"I understand you! Cheer up, Yang! (thumbs up) Everything will be fine!"

Yang Qiming felt very moved, still, the brothers from the same dorm were warmer. He rapidly typed a response to Huang Caicai’s comment, ended up only sending a thank you.

Suddenly, the dorm door was pushed open.

"Brother Yang?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Qiming froze, poking his head out from the upper bunk.

"Caicai? Why are you back in the dorm?"

"Just finished eating, came back to grab a jacket." Huang Caicai entered the empty dorm, grabbed a coat from the lower bunk, "Brother Yang, you’ve got to pick yourself up."

"Thank you, Caicai, I’ve given up."

"No way!"

"What?"

The dorm lights were controlled uniformly by the dorm supervisor, now at the end of October, the days were short and the nights long. Turning on the dorm lights meant it was soon time for evening self-study, at most half an hour left.

Huang Caicai knew time was tight, he had to speak quickly.

"Brother Yang, are you really okay with this?"

"Fine with it? It’s all over, what else can be done?" Yang Qiming’s mindset was strange, struggling alone to hold on, giving up when comforted by others.

"But isn’t this ending too sloppy?" Huang Caicai approached the bedside, seriously saying, "Brother Yang, shouldn’t you at least know why?"

Yang Qiming was stunned, mumbling.

"Right, you can’t just leave it unsettled..."

"What if there’s something more beneath it?" Huang Caicai really wanted to have dumplings, but didn’t want to be the villain, so he could only indirectly encourage, convincing himself.

This is for Brother Yang’s good, not leaving him any regrets. Caring for him without asking for anything in return, what’s wrong with helping a roommate out of a heartbreak shadow?

This touched the hearts of the top ten students in Zhen Nan!

"I’ll go see her again, maybe I should buy some snacks, using that as an excuse?" Yang Qiming sat up straight from the bed, rubbing his hands.

Huang Caicai swallowed his saliva, thinking this rich dude was truly extravagant. Meeting an ex-girlfriend, never showing up empty-handed, no wonder he could date a younger student.

"Sounds good!"

Yang Qiming seemed to be energized, drastically changing his demeanor.

"Clothes... clothes, which set looks cooler? What time is it now? Damn, it’s late... Caicai, what snacks should I buy?"

Huang Caicai looked a bit dumbfounded, "Anything, brother."

Evening self-study, and the classroom was brightly lit.

Li Hua looked at several English test papers on the desk, a mass of red marks linked together, feeling like the sky had fallen!

"Who! Who did this!"

"Your sister Beibei."

"What’s wrong with Yao Beibei?" Li Hua grimaced at the red crosses on his English test paper, "I deliberately corrected with a black pen, and she changed it to red."

"Can’t breathe anymore! School life is turbulent!"

The first and second evening self-studies tested biology and chemistry.

Only English and physics haven’t been tested yet, speak of the devil, third and fourth evening self-studies tested English.

Jiang Nian had a cheat, so he wasn’t tired. Finished the English test paper early, tossed it aside. Watching Li Hua scratching his head, struggling with the test, felt especially enjoyable.

Do the problems today, discuss them tomorrow, big joint exam the day after.

He calculated, they seemed to have taken three rounds of tests this week, including the weekly quiz.

All subject teachers seemed to have an understanding, conducting several small tests before the big joint exam the day after, as if giving students a warm-up.

He just wanted to nap, and his arm was poked.

Turned to see Zhang Ningzhi staring at him.

"Don’t sleep during evening self-study."

After saying this, she specifically pointed to the box of lemon tea on the table. Meaning to remind Jiang Nian about the joint exam’s agreement, she had supreme oversight rights.

"Alright, I’m not sleeping, Li Hua asked me to help him find the most comfortable sleeping posture."

Li Hua couldn’t solve the English test paper and eavesdropped the whole time, getting anxious.

"Bullshit! Stop accusing me!"

"Haha."

After evening self-study dismissal.

Huang Caicai carried a bag of snacks out of the classroom, watching Yang Qiming’s lonely silhouette walking ahead. He couldn’t help but shake his head, a heartbroken man was indeed pitiful.

He sped up a few steps, patting Yang Qiming’s shoulder.

"Brother Yang, what happened?"

Yang Qiming just shook his head, "She won’t see me, there’s no hope."

Hearing this, Huang Caicai was blank. He originally intended to comfort Yang Qiming, saying something like everything would pass, focus on the big joint exam.

But the snacks weighed heavy in his hands, hesitated a moment, he blurted out...

"Brother Yang, could it be... she’s also tormented by the heartbreak, not knowing how to face you? As confused as you are."

Amidst the returning dorm crowd of boarding students, in a sea of people.

Yang Qiming’s steps halted.