Rebirth: The Comeback of the Girl
Chapter 48 Where Does the Hostility Come From?

Chapter 48: Chapter 48 Where Does the Hostility Come From?

Han Mingyue was just about to turn when Zhen Yu hurriedly waved her hand, "No need, Aunt Han! I had a full breakfast."

Mrs. Han smiled, "That’s fine! Mingyue has snacks in her room. If you get hungry while studying, just help yourself~"

Zhen Yu nodded, "Got it~"

Han Mingyue saluted her parents, "We’re off to study."

She then called Zhen Yu and headed to her room.

-

As soon as the two disappeared, Han Jiayang began to smirk mischievously.

"Dad~ Your daughter-in-law keeps coming to our house every day, could it be that she really fancies my brother?"

Han Youliang laughed heartily, "Haha... If she really likes him, then just marry her off! I don’t have much, but I have many sons! If she doesn’t fancy Mingyue, there’s still you!"

Han Jiayang exploded on the spot.

"I couldn’t care less about her! She doesn’t even smile, her face is as blank as an ice block all day long!"

Mrs. Han smiled and teased, "Then Jiaoyang, what kind of girl do you like? You’re starting junior high with new classmates, are there any pretty girls in your class?"

Han Jiayang subconsciously answered, "There are some..."

He stopped midway, suddenly getting angry, "Mom! You’re trying to trick me again! I’m not talking to you anymore!"

With those words, Han Jiayang ran off quickly.

Leaving Mrs. Han and Mr. Han staring at each other.

After a while, Mrs. Han sighed heavily with feigned drama, "Ah~~ A mother can’t control her grown child~"

Mr. Han mocked her with a laugh, "Oh please! What are you even talking about..."

-

Zhen Yu sat down in a chair in Han Mingyue’s room with her.

Han Mingyue asked dryly, "Do you want to go shopping?"

"Ah?" Zhen Yu was a bit stunned. A guy is asking me to go shopping? Did I hear that wrong?

"Don’t you want to buy a mask?"

"Oh! My mom bought me one."

"...Alright then. Find a book to read yourself."

"Okay."

-

Vacation time always flies by quickly, even for them immersed in their studies, it felt like Monday came in the blink of an eye.

The first period on Monday was English, and Teacher Qian began by asking them to write down the 26 English letters from memory.

Mou Jingjing, probably realizing that Zhen Yu didn’t like being tricked, came straight over and said, "I didn’t bring my English book, give me a piece of paper!"

Zhen Yu tore two sheets from the back of her notebook and handed one to her.

"Do you have a ballpoint pen? It doesn’t look good written in pencil."

Zhen Yu remembered the mechanical pencil she lent out last week hadn’t been returned, though she didn’t care much about the eraser.

So when she handed over a ballpoint pen, she said, "Remember to return it to me."

The other party had no response but took the pen readily.

-

While Zhen Yu wrote from memory, Fu Yu kept poking her with a pen from behind.

He whispered to her, "Move over a bit! Let me see!"

Zhen Yu didn’t budge.

Fu Yu got annoyed, his voice unconsciously raising.

"Zhen Yu! When did you become so stingy?"

Teacher Qian at the podium was paying close attention to Zhen Yu and naturally noticed Fu Yu’s little movements.

Seeing his voice getting louder and fearing it would disturb other students’ writing, she coughed heavily.

Fu Yu, frightened, hunched down and immediately behaved.

Teacher Qian knocked on the blackboard to signal that time was up.

The English monitor, Wu Qiong, got up from her seat and began collecting the written papers row by row. When she reached Zhen Yu, she suddenly glared at her fiercely.

Zhen Yu felt bewildered, unable to understand the girl’s hostility toward her.

Until...

"Zhen Yu~ stand up and read this example sentence aloud."

"Zhen Yu~ read the English numbers from one to ten aloud."

Zhen Yu felt that she was starting to get the hang of it.

But she couldn’t refuse Teacher Qian’s questioning,

She could only sigh in her heart, "Teacher Qian ah~ You never call on your own daughter or your English class representative, always picking on me, what have I done to deserve this!"

-

As soon as class ended, Liu Ting turned her head to call Zhen Yu.

"Let’s go~ let’s go out and play!"

Zhen Yu, holding the belief that ’one must have a buddy to hang around with on campus,’ went along willingly.

But just as she was about to get up, her scalp suddenly tightened!

With a soft "Eh!" Zhen Yu tilted her head back and said coldly, "Let go!"

"No way!" came the wilful and arrogant voice of Fu Yu.

Zhen Yu emotionlessly addressed the scowling girl who was watching the scene: "Liu Ting! Help me untie this!"

Fu Yu instantly barked, "Don’t you come over here!"

However, his voice sounded forcibly tough.

Liu Ting stood rigid on the spot, unsure whether to move or stay still, and could only glance at Zhen Yu.

Zhen Yu was silent for a second, then spoke calmly, "Do you have scissors?"

Liu Ting stuttered, "Scissors, what for?"

"For the hair."

The students around, who had been eavesdropping, all held their breath; if not untied, then cut the hair?!

Before Liu Ting could say whether she had scissors or not, Fu Yu said weakly, "I’ll untie it for you, alright!"

In a little while, he muttered softly, "Okay, it’s done."

Zhen Yu stood up, gave Fu Yu a meaningful glance, and walked out of the classroom with Liu Ting.

Fu Yu felt that Zhen Yu was probably going to hit him...

He had heard from Mrs. Fu that Zhen Yu had kicked people, Zhen Yan had told him about Zhen Yu kicking, and he had personally witnessed her dealing with hooligans; now he was inexplicably panicked.

Three thoughts were swirling in his mind.

’How is she going to hit me?’

’When is she planning to hit me?’

’Will she take me somewhere secluded to hit me?’

...

Zhen Yu had indeed wanted to hit Fu Yu before, this guy had been seated behind her for less than two days and had already tormented her scalp twice.

Not to mention poking her during lessons, he even messed around during exams.

And there was also the grudge of him kicking her chair repeatedly.

But turning around and seeing this teenage boy who had died on the same day as her brother in her previous life, Zhen Yu gave up the idea.

After all, they had played together since childhood, and he was only a bit naughty.

Compared to what she had gone through at Qi City Second Middle School in her previous life, this was practically ’gentle treatment.’

Therefore, Zhen Yu decided to put her hair up when going to school in the future.

-

Once they reached the sports field, Liu Ting pulled Zhen Yu into a deserted corner.

"Zhen Yu~ do you still have any masks with you?"

"I still have some surgical ones, do you want one?" Zhen Yu was wearing the cotton mask that Mrs. Zhen had bought back today, all white and breathable.

"I want one! I want one!" Liu Ting looked around mysteriously and whispered, "I’ve figured out where that smell near our seats is coming from!"

"I know it too."

"Ah? You heard about it?" Liu Ting’s eyes widened, unable to believe that Zhen Yu had more timely information than her.

"Heard about what?"

"It’s what my friend told me! The smell comes from Mou Jingjing, she’s been stinking like that since sixth grade! But my deskmate said that this semester as school started, she smells even worse than before!"

"..." Zhen Yu silently glanced at Liu Ting, "You haven’t gotten your period yet, right?"

Liu Ting didn’t expect Zhen Yu to change the subject and ask about that, and said embarrassingly, "You mean the sanitary pad thing? No, it hasn’t come yet."