Can following the rules be called rebirth?

Chapter 182, page 180: Hints at what is possible
Aren't you going back to school?

The designated driver picked up the three of them from the KTV entrance and drove them into traffic towards the Shanshui Huating residential area.

As they passed by Nanhu University, Gu Caiwei was about to call the driver to stop when Zhou Mingyuan stopped her.

"Driver, you don't need to stop. Let me take you two back to your neighborhood first. I'm not in a hurry."

"There's a late-night snack stall downstairs at Shanshui Huating, so I'll just stop by and buy some for my roommate before heading back."

The man sat in the passenger seat, glanced at the glowing phone, thought for a few seconds, and then spoke.

"I see."

Gu Caiwei nodded.

She and Li Zhi sat side by side in the back row, and they could feel the faint smell of alcohol on each other with their breath.

I didn't expect him to be so thoughtful.

Seeing that the two girls were drunk, he would rather make up an excuse to take himself and his best friend to their apartment building.

A gentle evening breeze was blowing, and it felt slightly cool.

Having drunk alcohol at this time, it's clearly inappropriate for me to go back to the dorm.

After saying goodbye to Zhou Mingyuan who saw them downstairs, Gu Caiwei and Li Zhi linked arms and returned to their small home in Shanshui Huating, one after the other.

As soon as the door opened, the motion-sensor light in the entryway snapped on.

Li Zhi was the first to enter. She casually tossed her bag onto the shoe cabinet, bent down to unbutton her high heels, and the heels hit the floor mat with a dull thud.

"I'm so tired."

The short-haired girl stepped barefoot onto the solid floor, then collapsed onto the sofa, letting out a long sigh of relief.

"Serves you right! Who told you to wear such high heels today!"

Gu Caiwei giggled as she untied the necklace from her neck and slipped on her slippers.

She casually tossed the sparkly accessory into the small tray, making a crisp sound.

She turned to look at her best friend and couldn't help but joke, "It's a good thing we went to sing karaoke instead of going to a disco."

"I'm going to remove my makeup first."

"Go!"

The downside of dressing up is having to remove and wash your makeup while still under the influence of alcohol.

It took Li Zhi a full hour to come out of the bathroom again.

She changed into a very simple white cotton nightgown, knee-length, with a neckline that looked perfect for autumn, and sleeves that just covered her wrists.

"Have you finished washing?"

Gu Caiwei, leaning against the bed in the master bedroom, greeted the short-haired girl who passed by with a smile.

She changed into a dark blue silk slip dress with thin straps that almost slipped off her collarbone. The waistline was perfectly cinched, making her look both languid and alluring.

"Baby~ Will you sleep with me tonight?"

Li Zhi was standing in the living room, blow-drying her hair in front of the mirror.

Nine-tenths of her short hair was blown into a fluffy shape, with a few wisps of hair sticking to her face, making her look harmless, like a kitten that had just been washed.

Gu Caiwei tiptoed off the bed, slipped on her slippers and walked to the living room. She wrapped her arms around Li Zhi's waist from behind and tossed her still-fragrant hair over her shoulder.

"what?"

"It's been so long since we slept together, I miss you~"

"Okay, okay, I'll go after I finish drying my hair."

Li Zhi was startled by her friend's hair, glanced at her best friend's sexy nightgown, and pouted.

"Do you think this dress looks good on me?"

Gu Caiwei didn't move, still gently rubbing her chin against her best friend's collarbone, speaking in a coquettish tone.

"Leprechaun."

Li Zhi looked helpless, rolled her eyes, and tugged at Gu Caiwei's skirt, trying to cover up the large expanse of white skin at her neckline.

"You look great! If any boy saw you dressed like this, he'd be lucky not to get a nosebleed."

"Tch, I'm not dressed up for men!"

Gu Caiwei shrugged, her bright, almond-shaped eyes narrowing slightly: "Sister, just be happy."

I didn't close the windows before leaving home, and a few wisps of wind blew through the living room, causing the sheer curtains to sway.

The Dyson hairdryer was put back in its original place, and Li Zhi and Gu Caiwei returned to the master bedroom hand in hand, like conjoined twins.

"Baby~"

Gu Caiwei slowly lay down on the Simmons bed, her arm resting on her forehead, looking at the ceiling through her fingers, her voice carrying a hint of softness, as if steamed by alcohol.

"Ok?"

"Tell me, what would it feel like to have a boy by your side in the future, singing together, drinking together, and going home together?" Gu Caiwei turned her head to the side, her long brown hair falling naturally to one side, revealing half of her profile.

The master bedroom was dark, and the soft moonlight streamed through the window, making her eyes shine brightly.

"I don't know either."

Li Zhi held the rim of the water glass, her fingertips tracing the glass surface. After several seconds, she gently took over the conversation.

Will you be happy?

Gu Caiwei asked another question.

"Yes."

The short-haired girl smiled and recalled the romance novels she had read, speaking slowly and deliberately.

"If it's the right person, we can be happy just by cuddling together without arguing or bickering."

"What makes someone the right person?"

Gu Caiwei sat up, naturally pulling her long legs together, hugging her knees, and gently resting her chin on her arms.

"Love me, understand me, and stand by my side unconditionally."

As her best friend bombarded her with questions, Li Zhi couldn't help but start daydreaming, her cheeks still flushed from her recent bath.

"Wow, your requirements are quite difficult. Let's not even talk about the first one."

Gu Caiwei blinked, her cherry lips pressed into a thin line, and sighed.

Those who frequently use Weibo know that a popular "chicken soup for the soul" about love is circulating here.

A kind heart is better than good looks, and understanding is more important than love.

Compared to love, understanding someone is much harder.

Otherwise, why would someone be willing to give up everything to pursue a so-called soulmate?

Not to mention the last point, unconditionally standing by oneself.

From a woman's perspective, this seems to be an even more fundamental problem.

"Of course, this is just my own wild imagination."

Li Zhi spread her hands and added with a smile, "There's no absolute formula for the right person. There's no such thing as a perfect match in this world."

"That's right."

Gu Caiwei nodded.

"And what about you, Weiwei? What do you think is the right person?"

A long-awaited late-night chat with her best friend helped Li Zhi shake off her drowsiness.

"Let me think. If there were such a person, I hope we would be like two trees growing side by side, our roots intertwined, yet each stretching towards the sky."

"Oh?"

Compared to her own perception and understanding, the ideal partner in Gu Caiwei's mind didn't seem to have such demanding requirements.

They depend on each other and grow together.

Li Zhi suddenly became curious: "What if he were..."

Almost instantly, the question suddenly popped into Li Zhi's mind.

My priority is being in love, so why doesn't Weiwei mention it at all?

She instinctively wanted to ask a question, but in the end she said nothing, quietly swallowing the thought.

Right.

It's no exaggeration to say that a girl like Gu Caiwei is universally loved.

Loving her is probably the default condition that comes with the answer.

"What if?"

"It's nothing, okay, go to sleep."

Li Zhi smiled gently: "Maybe I'll bump into my ideal type in my dream."

"If you were to witness this, would you take the initiative to intervene?"

Gu Caiwei stretched out her arm and leaned closer, her watery, starry eyes seemingly brimming with light.

"Me? I don't think so."

Li Zhi responded softly, without moving away, and they remained shoulder to shoulder, listening to the ticking of the wall clock, each tick disrupting their heartbeats.

She suddenly remembered the reporter's sincere advice.

Maybe
I won't take the initiative, but I can hint at it.

(End of this chapter)