Rebirth: My Dear Little Wife Is So Scheming
Chapter 902: I Got Married

Chapter 902: Chapter 902: I Got Married

"Zhang Zhaoyuan, these flowers are beautiful."

The two of them sat on the bench, and Bai Xiao deliberately kept some distance.

Zhang Zhaoyuan smiled sweetly, "As long as you like them, that’s all that matters. I can send you roses every day." Given his family’s resources, he could easily say such things—and no girl had ever been able to resist this kind of floral offensive.

As long as the person he liked was happy, he’d do anything, even go through fire and water.

But flowers had nothing to do with that!

Bai Xiao hesitated for a moment—this wasn’t what she meant.

"Zhang Zhaoyuan, what I mean is, these flowers are beautiful, but they’re not right for me. So please don’t send me flowers anymore." Direct and unapologetic, she had to make sure Zhang Zhaoyuan saw the reality, even if it hurt.

For a long moment, Zhang Zhaoyuan didn’t react. After a heavy silence, he finally spoke, "You mean you don’t like roses? Okay, then what do you like? Lilies, carnations, tulips, or..."

"It’s not about the flowers. It’s that I will never like you. So don’t waste your feelings on me." Bai Xiao quickly clarified, leaving no room for doubt—no misunderstandings allowed. Dragging this out would only lead to trouble.

Bai Xiao wasn’t the type to play games or lead anyone on.

"Why? Bai Xiao? I know you don’t have a boyfriend—everyone in the academy knows you’re single. I’m not that bad, you know. My looks are just passable, sure, but my personality is good. And okay, yes, I wasn’t friendly the first time we met, but normally, I’m quite alright. I can even cook! I know you’re shy, but I’m not in a hurry. We can take things slow. Aren’t we friends now? I can wait... I can wait until you’re ready to accept me." Zhang Zhaoyuan couldn’t figure out why Bai Xiao wouldn’t accept him.

In his panic, he began coming up with all sorts of excuses and reasons for himself.

"Zhang Zhaoyuan, I’m already married. I have a husband, so there’s no chance for us—ever." Bai Xiao didn’t want to crush the spirit of this young guy—a fresh-faced, bright-eyed youth. But alas, she already had An Zhiyuan. Honestly, she felt no dissatisfaction with her second-in-command soldier, Zhiyuan.

This time, Zhang Zhaoyuan felt as though he’d been struck by lightning.

He stammered, "W-What? You... you’re married? That’s impossible! How old are you? How can that be?" He thought Bai Xiao was inventing an excuse to reject him... lying to get rid of him.

Bai Xiao sighed, "It’s true. I’m married—have been for nearly a year now. If you don’t believe me, check the newspapers. There should be an article—a feature on a battlefield wedding, a wedding atop a landmine. That was mine, and An Zhiyuan is my husband. So I can’t take your flowers. Please don’t send them again. From now on, we can only be classmates—friends. Nothing beyond that." She shoved the bouquet back into Zhang Zhaoyuan’s arms. This time, the reality of it hit harder.

As Bai Xiao walked away, her graceful silhouette disappeared into the deepening night. Zhang Zhaoyuan remained seated on the bench, motionless.

Couples passing by him stole glances at the boy sitting all alone, clutching a bouquet of flowers. Some looked at him with sympathy—there was no need for words to know he’d just been rejected by the girl he loved.

Otherwise, why would anyone sit alone with a bouquet, watching the sky turn to darkness?

One by one, they moved on.

An hour later, Zhang Zhaoyuan finally stood up and left. He returned to his dormitory. Walking into the room, he realized he was the last one back in their eight-person dorm. Ignoring everyone, he collapsed onto his bed without saying a word. His dorm mates all exchanged puzzled looks—they’d watched Zhang Zhaoyuan leave earlier full of excitement with the bouquet in hand. Now, looking at his expression, it was clear things hadn’t gone well.

On the chair sat the lonely, vivid bouquet of roses.

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