The divorce comeback system arrived right after I was born.

Chen Zhi dropped Li Zhiyi off at her dormitory at Renmin University, then took a taxi back to Peking University. As the night breeze blew, Chen Zhi felt that the air on campus was still the freshest.

Push open the door to room 404.

Guo Yang was wearing headphones and passionately laning in the Rift. Li Zicong was holding an iPad, watching some video, occasionally letting out a gasp of surprise.

Chen Zhi threw his backpack on the table and pulled out a chair to sit down.

Hearing the noise, Li Zicong turned his head and froze for a few seconds.

"Hey buddy, you've got the wrong dorm room, haven't you?" Li Zicong rubbed his eyes.

Just then, Guo Yang's screen turned gray. He took off his headphones and looked back, saying, "I guess I have a new roommate."

"Wow, the missing person has returned!"

Chen Zhi rolled her eyes and opened the wardrobe to find a change of clothes.

"Where have you been these past few days?" Li Zicong leaned closer, looking him up and down. "I thought you'd run off to Myanmar."

Chen Zhi, holding a towel, turned around and said, "Starting a business, huh? Very busy."

"What exactly are you doing with your startup? You're always elusive, don't you even need to go to school?" Li Zicong scoffed.

Chen Zhi replied in a serious tone, "I'm researching how to tile the Pacific Ocean."

Li Zicong: "?"

Guo Yang chuckled: "So, you're also going to put up some wallpaper on the Great Wall?"

Chen Zhi nodded: "Yes, the next step is to install a sightseeing elevator on Mount Everest, we just need a few hundred billion in start-up capital."

"Get lost." Li Zicong gave him the middle finger and continued looking down at his tablet. "You're just bragging. Come and see for yourself, this is a real big shot."

Chen Zhi leaned over and took a look.

The video playing on Li Zicong's tablet was a replay of the "Singer" finale, with the frame frozen on the moment when Lin Wanwan and Taylor Swift sang together.

"Did you see that? Lin Wanwan won the championship! And the guest was Taylor Swift!" Li Zicong slapped his thigh excitedly. "It's all over the internet, saying that the mysterious tycoon behind Lin Wanwan is actually her boyfriend, who spent hundreds of millions to bring Taylor over. That's so damn cool!"

Chen Zhi touched his nose and nodded modestly: "He is indeed quite handsome."

"What a pity, this big shot is too well hidden. The paparazzi searched high and low but couldn't find a single photo of him." Li Zicong sighed, then looked at Chen Zhi. "We're both human, but he can spend hundreds of millions to date female celebrities, while you can only brag in your dorm room that you want to tile the Pacific Ocean. That's the difference, Chen Zhi."

Guo Yang chimed in from the side: "The power of capital is terrifying. Taylor just said it and did it. This big shot must have connections to the highest levels."

Chen Zhi patted Li Zicong on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Read less gossip and more books. Who knows, one day that big shot might be standing in front of you."

Forget it.

Chen Zhi finished washing up and climbed into bed.

The busiest period is finally over. Deep Space Technology's financing has been secured, Lin Wanwan won the championship, and Pei Ningxue and Li Zhiyi have been reassured.

He decided to stay at school for the next few days, just like an ordinary college student, and relax.

the next day.

Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains and shone on Chen Zhi's face.

He rolled over and instinctively reached out to touch the side, but instead of a soft body, he felt only the cool wall.

Chen Zhi opened his eyes, stared at the ceiling for a few seconds, and then realized that he was on a single bed in his dormitory.

There is no Lin Wanwan, no Pei Ningxue, and no Li Zhiyi.

I've been sleeping with my girlfriends for the past few days, and this time I'm sleeping alone, and I'm actually feeling a little unaccustomed to it.

He took out his phone and turned on the screen.

10:30 a.m.

WeChat was quiet, unusually free of a barrage of calls.

Anyone who's been to college knows that once you're on a dorm bed, you can forget about getting up easily.

It's already 10:30 anyway, so it doesn't matter whether I go to class or not. I'll just be in time for the bell to ring.

Chen Zhixin turned over comfortably and opened Douyin to start scrolling through short videos.

After what seemed like an eternity, a series of chaotic footsteps echoed down the corridor.

With a "bang," the dormitory door was pushed open.

Li Zicong burped, still holding an iced coconut latte in his hand, followed by Guo Yang and Zhang Tianyang.

The three people walked in, chatting and laughing.

Chen Zhi peeked out from behind the bed curtains and said quietly, "Why didn't you wake me up at eight this morning?"

The sudden shout sounded particularly abrupt in the quiet dormitory.

"Holy crap!" Guo Yang jumped in fright, nearly dropping the book in his hand. "Who is it?"

Li Zicong was also startled and looked up in the direction of the sound.

"Oh, it's you." Li Zicong patted his chest and rolled his eyes. "I'd forgotten you came back yesterday."

Chen Zhi lay on the edge of the bed, heartbroken and indignant: "Is this how you treat your roommates? You just watch me miss out on opportunities to acquire knowledge?"

Zhang Tianyang put down his backpack, adjusted his glasses, and bluntly stated, "You could count the number of classes you took last semester on one hand. Why are you suddenly going to class? Are you trying to pass yourself off as a college student?"

Guo Yang chimed in, "That's right. We're still getting used to having another person in our dorm. When I left this morning, I didn't even glance at your bed."

Chen Zhi was speechless.

These bastards, when they start complaining, they're all incredibly scathing.

He threw off the covers and climbed out of bed, his stomach growling as if on cue.

"Did you bring me food?" Chen Zhi asked.

"I didn't bring it." Li Zicong took a sip of coffee. "Who knows when you might suddenly come back to life?"

Chen Zhi sighed, resignedly picked up his coat, and prepared to go to the cafeteria to find something to eat.

I had just put on my shoes when my phone, which was on the table, suddenly vibrated.

Chen Zhi picked it up and saw that it was a WeChat message from Pei Ningxue.

There are no words, only a photograph.

The background of the photo is the familiar entrance hall of Wanliu Academy.

In the center of the image is a silver-gray Rimowa metal suitcase, next to which is a black men's backpack.

He recalled that yesterday morning at Wanliu Academy, in order to appease Pei Ningxue, he had agreed to accompany her on a business trip to Shanghai to discuss pre-installation contracts for autonomous driving kits with the bigwigs from NIO and Li Auto.

But he remembered that they clearly said a few days later.

Chen Zhi quickly typed a reply.

[Chen Zhi: Didn't we say a few days later? Why do we have to go today?]

The screen immediately displays "The other party is typing".

Two seconds later, the message popped up.

Pei Ningxue: Are you going or not?

Chen Zhi quickly went through the upcoming schedule in his mind. Lin Wanwan was busy with promotional appearances to consolidate her championship popularity, and Li Zhiyi was in seclusion writing her thesis, so neither of them had time to deal with him for the time being.

Going to Shanghai to avoid the limelight and take the opportunity to advance Deep Space Technology's business seems like a good choice.

Most importantly, he didn't dare say he wouldn't go.

Chen Zhi: Okay, wait for me.

Chen Zhi put his phone in his pocket and turned around to start packing his things.

Seeing him stuff a charger and a change of clothes into his bag as soon as he finished putting on his shoes, Li Zicong asked, puzzled, "What are you going to do now? Didn't you say you were going to stay on campus for a few days to relax?"

"The plans have changed." Chen Zhi zipped up his backpack and slung it over his shoulder. "There's a multi-billion dollar scheme that I need to oversee."

"Keep bragging," Li Zicong scoffed. "Judging from your behavior, it looks like you're being kept by a rich woman, at her beck and call."

Chen Zhixin thought to himself, "In a sense, you've hit the nail on the head."

He waved his hand, pushed open the door, and walked out of the dormitory.