Classmate Li Zhuangsheng doesn’t want to be reborn

Li Xiuyu's expression was unreadable: "If you really can't bear to part with it, then don't leave."

Li Zhuangsheng curled his lip: "Nonsense."

Li Xiuyu asked again, "Do you really want to divorce Hu Mengdie?"

Li Zhuangsheng was getting impatient: "Didn't you tell me to get a divorce?"

You were the one urging me to get a divorce, so why are you asking me now?
“Actually, my personal thoughts are not important; what matters is your true feelings.” Li Xiuyu looked into Li Zhuangsheng’s eyes. “I asked you to get a divorce because I thought it would be for your own good. But sometimes my thinking is not right.”

Just as she respected Li Zhuangsheng and Hu Mengdie's wish to get married, despite her reluctance, she still watched them walk down the aisle.

She thought that would be fine, going along with Li Zhuangsheng's wishes, but in the end, it was still a mess, ending in such a dismal way.

In fact, if the two hadn't gotten married, Li Zhuangsheng probably wouldn't have lost his memory.

Li Xiuyu hoped that Li Zhuangsheng would get a divorce and felt that he should, but when the other party was actually about to take this step, Li Xiuyu was more uneasy than Li Zhuangsheng.

Li Zhuangsheng acts without thinking, so we can't really let him have his way.

"My true feelings?" Li Zhuangsheng bit his lip slightly, thinking it over and over again. "I don't know, I don't know what you mean, but I know that divorce is the only right choice at this moment."

"Are you really not regretting it? Are you really not reluctant to let go?"

Li Zhuangsheng turned his face slightly away: "It's not that I'm reluctant to part with it, it's just that I feel... a little disappointed."

"What's disappointing?"

"Yeah, I initially thought I'd be the main character..." Li Zhuangsheng scratched his face awkwardly. "When something like this happens, I think I'll be one of those protagonists from anime. But it turns out I'm just an ordinary passerby... Well, that's not entirely true. At least I still have a girlfriend now, and she's super pretty, so it's like I got her for free."

Is that all you're thinking?

"That's about enough, I know you're concerned about me. Do you think I've become like this because you haven't taken good enough care of me? Oh, really, don't think like that. Actually, I've been thinking these past two days that maybe losing my memory is the best arrangement!"

"why?"

"Think about it, if I didn't have amnesia, and I wanted a divorce now, it would be very difficult, agonizing, and painful, right? But now that I have amnesia, I don't remember anything, and I don't remember anything about Hu Mengdie. It's much easier to bring up divorce now, isn't it?"

Li Xiuyu listened silently, then grinned and said, "Yeah, that's true."

Li Zhuangsheng sighed, "I forget who said it, but sometimes people suffer because they have too good a memory. If Hu Mengdie and I are destined to divorce, then this is the best outcome—a painless divorce, and everyone is happy!"

"But have you ever thought about what you would do if your memories returned one day?"

"If my memory returns, let me face this outcome alone... Actually, I don't dare to say what kind of person I will be in the future. When I was in elementary school, I secretly vowed that I would study hard and get into Tsinghua or Peking University when I got to high school, but I only got into a third-tier university. However, I think that I should feel that it is better for one person to suffer than for two people to suffer... Even if both of us regain our memories, it will just be the same situation as at the beginning."

"What if only Hu Mengdie recovers?"

"Wow, this can't be that bad, can it? To be honest, you've hit a nerve... But it should be alright... Maybe she likes Qi Haoyu even more." Li Xiuyu was silent for a long time, then suddenly smiled and opened his arms to hug Li Zhuangsheng's head: "Very good, you're right. From now on, tell me everything you're thinking, don't keep it all bottled up inside! Tell me everything you're thinking!"

“Oh…” Li Zhuangsheng said.

He felt a little embarrassed, even though he was the older brother. It should be the other way around.

After seeing Li Xiuyu off, Li Zhuangsheng thought for a moment and then sat down to write his novel.

He's written five or six thousand words in the past few days, but hasn't published them yet. His update speed is still very slow; he wants to accumulate more words and aim to consistently update at least 2000 words per day before posting.

Ever since Li Xiuyu helped him get leave, readers have been constantly concerned about him. However, he is not familiar with these readers. He only left a simple message in the reader group at the beginning to say that he had no health problems, and then remained silent until now, usually just watching the screen.

These dog readers don't discuss the novel's content; they just chat about all sorts of things, or post lewd pictures.

However, by now, almost no readers care about his health anymore. Everyone agrees that his lack of updates is simply a relapse of his old illness—his so-called illness is just an excuse to avoid updating.

Every time Li Zhuangsheng sees such comments, he wants to laugh. Are there really idiots who would rather not earn royalties than update their blogs just because they want to be lazy?
How can there be such people? These readers have such poor imaginations.

After writing a few hundred more words, Li Zhuangsheng took out his phone to peek into a QQ group. The group still contained little of substance; besides idle chatter and lewd pictures, people were tagging Li Zhuangsheng asking for Li Xiuyu's contact information.

Some people were curious why the group admin stopped talking after meeting the author in person... Speaking of which, the timing of their meeting and the author's hiatus from updating overlapped significantly. Could the village chief really be a rich woman who drives a Ferrari? Of course, everyone in the group just laughed it off and no one took it seriously.

Li Zhuangsheng looked at it for a while, then left the group chat. He casually scrolled through the chat and suddenly saw a QQ signature that read: "[My name shines high above the North Star, yet my body has fallen into the miasma-ridden sea of ​​the South]."

He understood the meaning of the poem clearly, but he didn't know who Li Zhuangsheng was describing, though it probably wasn't himself.

He clicked on his personal signature and suddenly noticed a history signature. Curious, he opened the history and found that the poem had been changed just a few days before he lost his memory... He understood.

I just don't know why it's written so subtly. Wouldn't "She refused to marry the spring breeze back then, only to be wronged by the autumn wind for no reason" be more fitting?

Oh, maybe they don't want it to be too obvious.

He flipped through his personal history notes, the last one written more than a year ago. Judging by the timeline, he and Hu Mengdie should have just started dating at that time.

It's also a line of poetry: "Ten years of studying and swordsmanship, a long sigh; a pipa tune, a silent promise."

Li Zhuangsheng was a little confused. The literal meaning wasn't difficult, but he didn't know what he was trying to express. Was he saying that he had finally found a partner after being single for ten years?

With no clue, Li Zhuangsheng continued scrolling down.

I'm sorry, I couldn't be the hero who slays the dragon and marries the princess. I'm truly sorry to have disappointed you.

(End of this chapter)