Rebirth: The Comeback of the Girl
Chapter 114: Let Nature Take Its Course

Chapter 114: Chapter 114: Let Nature Take Its Course

"What’s wrong, little sister? Did you forget to write some homework?"

"No." Zhen Yu didn’t even lift her head as she quickly pulled out draft paper and a pen, and began writing swiftly.

The four words in the center of the first row—Summer Cicada Envy Snow.

Zhen Yu directly copied the title of Han Mingyue’s article, but the content wasn’t a fairy tale; it was a short story grounded in reality.

The entire story revolves around a girl named Summer Cicada.

An unexpected letter informed her that her old friend from afar had moved away from their previous address.

The sent letters were returned unopened by a boy named Bai Han, who attached a brief explanation.

His handwriting was very beautiful.

Out of gratitude, and also curiosity, Summer Cicada replied to the letter.

Back and forth exchanges turned them into pen pals, and later, the girl developed a crush on him, but due to her own insecurities, repeatedly declined to meet the boy.

The boy’s letters became increasingly scarce, the girl sensed his growing distance but couldn’t muster the courage to take a step forward.

In the end, they missed meeting each other, getting lost in the vast crowd.

-

During the process of writing, Zhen Yu unconsciously projected herself into the story.

Even after completing the whole piece, time passed by before she was able to pull herself out of the mood of the text.

Not daring to read it again, Zhen Yu turned the manuscript upside down on the desk, suppressing the turbulent emotions that suddenly surged within her.

Perhaps due to suppressed feelings from a past life that had never been shared, at this moment, this piece of writing seemed like a lit fuse of dynamite, blasting open her longing for that person from her previous life like a breached dam.

Zhen Yu even wished to see Han Mingyue immediately!

To prevent her rationality from being overwhelmed, Zhen Yu slowly emptied her thoughts.

Silent for a long time, wordlessly quiet.

Only when her mind became clear did she finally realize something—that the Han Mingyue she wished and longed to see belonged to a past life!

Not the young man in the front yard!

"Haha... Haha..." Zhen Yu laughed bitterly to herself.

Even if the young man grew up, he would no longer be the person from her previous life~no longer the one in her memory...

Not the one she had waited for years, with whom she shared memories.

What’s gone, can only be gone after all.

There was sorrow, loss, and heartbreak, too.

-

Zhen Yu lay prostrate on the desk, somewhat bewildered.

Now that she understood, did she still want to pursue Han Mingyue in this life?

She didn’t know.

Would she fall in love with him again?

She didn’t know.

If her love was just out of association, wouldn’t that be unfair to the young man?

She didn’t know either.

Before Zhen Yu could sort out her thoughts, Zhen Yan woke her from her daze.

"Did you finish writing, little sister? It’s time to sleep!"

"Huh?" Zhen Yu reacted, softly responding, "Oh~ let’s sleep."

Then, without bothering with the manuscript on the table, she climbed onto the small heated bed on her own.

-

The younger sister was mysteriously silent all night, and Zhen Yan took several extra glances but didn’t dare to speak out.

I dare not say, I dare not ask!

After lying on the heated bed, Zhen Yu continued to ponder.

Since her rebirth, she had always regarded Han Mingyue as her goal, so she always saw him from the perspective of a peer. He was more mature than others, so as of now, Zhen Yu quite liked him.

But even Zhen Yu herself couldn’t clearly explain what kind of ’like’ this was.

Although she didn’t exclude the reason ’because he is Han Mingyue,’ the boy himself was indeed excellent, and Zhen Yu felt comfortable when she was with him.

So this goal of hers would not change, and she did not want it to change.

But after all, matters of affection are between two parties, and as the saying goes, a melon forcibly split is not sweet.

At the beginning of her rebirth, Zhen Yu’s idea of wanting to ’capture’ Han Mingyue was truly—too presumptuous!

How can she guarantee that Han Mingyue would surely fall for her?

Realizing this, Zhen Yu decided before falling asleep to just let things take their natural course.

If she were to fall for him again in this life, at the very least she must confess once!!!

Even if rejected, she wouldn’t regret it and would never be the timid and cowardly person she was in her past life.

Whether Han Mingyue could fall for her, probably not in the past life...

In this life, Zhen Yu would strive to fight for it.

Whether she could eventually come together with him smoothly, it was still that four-word truth—let nature take its course.

Anyway, as Xu Zhimo said—gain it, my fortune; lose it, my fate.

That’s all there is to it.

Zhen Yu went to sleep feeling light and carefree.

The dreams had everything...

-

The next morning, Zhen Yu woke up half an hour earlier than usual and unceremoniously roused Zhen Yan from his sleep.

After washing up, they stretched their legs, did splits, and practiced their stances for their morning exercise in the living room.

After Mrs. Zhen got up, she unsurprisedly made breakfast, and once the siblings had finished their activities, she set up the dining table and called them to eat.

"Alright, that’s enough! Hurry up and eat!"

"Alright! Coming!" Zhen Yan responded as he washed his hands and sat down at the table, picking up a bun and munching on it.

Zhen Yu went back into the small bedroom and grabbed a jacket to drape over her shoulders—a light sweat could easily lead to a cold, and she certainly couldn’t learn from Zhen Yan.

After all, if she really got sick, she would be the one suffering!

After breakfast, Zhen Yu stir-fried the sliced potatoes her mother had prepared, and added half a salted duck egg to each lunch box. The siblings then put on their cotton-padded jackets and prepared to head to school.

Just as Zhen Yan pushed open the door, Zhen Yu suddenly turned around and walked back inside.

"Hey~ what are you going back for?"

"I forgot to bring something I wrote yesterday."

"Oh! Hurry up then."

Zhen Yu folded the manuscript she wrote the previous night and tucked it into her school bag, thinking all the way about which magazine would be the best to submit it to.

Style, style... Zhen Yu murmured to herself.

In the end, she decided to submit it to "Selected Novels," because her manuscript should be the most in line with the ’style’ of this magazine.

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Arriving at school early, Zhen Yu pondered for a bit and then decided to follow her brother to the first-year class two and the second-year class one.

Seeing Zhen Yu approaching, Bai Xue also ran to the classroom door.

"Hey~ Today you’re also delivering food?" she asked Zhen Yu with hopeful, bright eyes. "Who cooked the dish?"

"My mom." Zhen Yan quickly responded.

Bai Xue’s spirits visibly dropped, Zhen Yan succeeded in his deception, and hehe, he laughed.

Zhen Yu lightly laughed and said, "I cooked it."

"Really?!" Bai Xue immediately perked up, and if she wasn’t worried about the food getting cold, she would have even wanted to open it up and take a sniff right then.

"Really! My little sister cooked it!" After Zhen Yan finished speaking, he received a glare from the little loli.

"Let’s go!" Zhen Yan called for his sister, signaling to head back to their respective classes.

Zhen Yu, however, said, "You go on ahead."

Though Zhen Yan was somewhat curious, he obediently walked towards his own class.

After all, he didn’t understand the world of the academically inclined, so he didn’t meddle too much.

And Bai Xue? She quickly rolled her eyes and slipped away, conveniently taking Han Mingyue’s lunch box with her.

Why would she linger and become a third wheel?

-

Han Mingyue led Zhen Yu towards the direction of the playground and asked as they walked, "Do you need something from me?"

"Yes." Zhen Yu nodded. "You,"

After uttering a single word, she paused, suddenly feeling unsure about how to start.

Han Mingyue turned and quietly looked at Zhen Yu, not urging her to continue.

Zhen Yu organized her thoughts, and upon speaking again, she had regained her composure.