The divorce comeback system arrived right after I was born.

Summer in Jiangcheng always seems to linger, and the early autumn mornings are still shrouded in a layer of lingering dampness.

Chen Zhi stood barefoot against the white wall in the living room, the back of his head pressed firmly against the cold wall, his heels pressing hard against the baseboard.

Lin Wanwan held a long, transparent plastic ruler in her hand, which she held horizontally above Chen Zhi's head in a very professional manner.

She tiptoed, her fair wrist swaying above Chen Zhi's head, and finally, above the pencil mark left last year, she gently placed a tiny black dot.

"Chen Zhi, you really can't do it~"

Lin Wanwan withdrew her hand, twirling the plastic ruler rapidly between her fingertips, and a string of silvery laughter echoed through the hall.

She moved closer to Chen Zhi, gesturing back and forth between their heads with her palm, her youthful face radiating undisguised smugness.

"I'm two centimeters taller than you, a full two centimeters!"

Lin Wanwan reached out and patted Chen Zhi's shoulder. Her condescending manner made the veins on Chen Zhi's forehead throb.

Chen Zhi stared down at the patterns on the floor, furious at Lin Wanwan's words.

In this life, my family is rich. I drink milk like water and eat ribs like snacks. How come I'm still being outgrown by this girl in terms of height development?

He is currently 1.65 meters tall, which is considered average among first-year junior high school boys.

But Lin Wanwan is like a genetic mutation. In just one summer vacation, she has grown to 1.67 meters tall. Her long legs are driving Chen Zhi crazy.

"It's only two centimeters. I'll start taking calcium supplements tomorrow, and I'll surpass you sooner or later."

Chen Zhi turned around, spat at the black dot on the wall that symbolized "shame," and pondered how to turn this disadvantage around.

"Calcium supplements won't help; your constitution is weak."

Lin Wanwan bent down, her delicate face almost touching Chen Zhi's nose, her warm breath brushing against Chen Zhi's face.

"Remember to call me 'older sister' at school from now on, you hear me, short-legged Chen Zhi?"

Chen Zhi stared at her swaying ponytail, and the thought in his mind burned brighter and brighter.

In my past life, I was at least 1.8 meters tall, but in this second life, I'm being mocked for my height by my childhood sweetheart.

This is intolerable, absolutely intolerable.

He had to smooth out those few centimeters of the difference before Lin Wanwan's appearance was fully formed, otherwise he would have to live in the shadow of this girl for the rest of his life.

"You wait, next month I'll be able to look down on your hair whorl."

Chen Zhi uttered a harsh remark, turned around and crawled into the bedroom, where he pulled out a pair of dusty running shoes from under the bed.

The next morning at 5:30.

The alarm clock was vibrating wildly under the pillow. Chen Zhi suddenly reached out and slapped the noisy thing into the crack of the bed.

He struggled to his feet, splashed cold water on his face haphazardly, and when he pushed open the door, the stairwell was still filled with the lingering aroma of his neighbor's fried dough sticks.

The morning in Jiangcheng was chilly, and a thin mist rolled in under the streetlights on both sides of the street.

Chen Zhi jogged all the way to the track and field of Jiangcheng No. 10 Middle School. The gate was ajar, and the gatekeeper was probably still dreaming about playing chess with someone.

The synthetic track took on a somber, dark red hue in the morning light, and the entire playground was so empty that you could hear your own heartbeat.

At this hour, middle school students are probably engaged in a final, desperate struggle with their blankets, while high school students are still frantically finishing their homework in the classroom.

Chen Zhi stepped on the track and felt the elasticity was good.

He stretched his stiff ankles briefly and began jogging slowly around the outside lane.

"You just wait, Lin Wanwan. It won't be long before you're obediently looking up to me."

Chen Zhi muttered to himself.

He plans to run three kilometers every day to forcefully stimulate his growth and strive to return to his peak height of 1.8 meters as soon as possible.

However, while the ideal was lofty, the thirteen-year-old body was rather bony.

Since his rebirth, aside from using his brain to trick people, he has hardly ever seriously trained.

After running just one lap, Chen Zhi felt like his lungs no longer belonged to him; every breath he took was accompanied by a burning pain.

His steps began to become unsteady, and with each step, his calves trembled uncontrollably.

"Weakling, your physical fitness is absolutely terrible..."

Chen Zhi gasped for breath as he cursed his useless body.

Just as he was about to slow down and take a walk, he suddenly heard a series of very rhythmic footsteps behind him.

Chen Zhi didn't turn around, but subconsciously moved to the outside of the path to make room for the people behind him.

A gray figure nimbly swept past him.

That's Xu Min.

The student council president of Jiangcheng No. 10 Middle School is a "tough guy" who is so self-disciplined that all the teachers praise him.

Xu Min was wearing a tight-fitting gray sports vest, her long hair was tied into a neat bun, and her skin had a healthy rosy glow in the morning light.

She runs three kilometers on the track every day without fail before eating breakfast, a habit she has maintained for two whole years.

Previously, this playground was basically only filled with the sound of her breathing.

Xu Min felt a little surprised when she saw Chen Zhi today.

"newborn?"

She glanced at Chen Zhi's unsteady steps and his panting breath.

Although his movements were ridiculously amateurish, the fact that he could get up at this point shows a remarkable willpower.

Xu Min mentally labeled this unfamiliar classmate as "diligent".

Among runners, there is often a special sense of identity that doesn't require words.

She decided to give this fellow human being, who was on the verge of collapse, some encouragement from her "senior".

Xu Min adjusted her breathing, turned her head slightly, and whispered something as she passed Chen Zhi.

"come on."

Then, she suddenly accelerated, her leg muscles showing explosive power in the morning light, instantly widening the gap by more than ten body lengths.

Chen Zhi stood there, stunned.

come on?

He watched the gray figure disappear into the distance; he had even considered calling a truce and continuing tomorrow.

What is this?

Is this mocking my pace?

Or is this girl showing off her textbook-perfect running form?

Chen Zhi's leg muscles, which were almost giving out, seemed to be injected with a stimulant at this moment.

"Are you provoking me?"

Chen Zhi gritted his teeth, leaned forward, and braced his feet firmly on the rubber track.

I'm a reincarnated person, how could I be looked down upon by a little girl on the track today?

He accelerated suddenly, his running shoes screeching against the ground.

Chen Zhi started to get ruthless.

He didn't care about his breathing rhythm or how fast his heart was beating; all he wanted to do was catch up with the swaying bun hairstyle in front of him.

Xu Min was moving forward at her own pace when she suddenly heard rapid and heavy footsteps behind her.

The voice carried a desperate, ruthless intensity and was rapidly approaching her.

Before she could even wonder, Chen Zhi had already rushed to her side.

"Keep it up, classmate."

Chen Zhi mimicked her tone and replied, then, like a mad donkey, he overtook Xu Min.

Xu Min was truly shocked this time.

She looked at the swaying figure in front of her, clearly exhausted, and her brows furrowed slightly.

Is this person crazy?

The worst thing you can do in long-distance running is to rush around haphazardly without any strategy; that's playing with your health.

She hadn't originally intended to make a fuss, but seeing Chen Zhichao's deliberately swaying rear end behind him, she inexplicably felt a surge of anger.

As the student council president, she has always been a leader in the school. When did she get so blatantly overtaken?

Xu Min took a deep breath, exerted force with her legs, and instantly increased her stride.

She deftly walked past Chen Zhi again, tossing out a sentence without even glancing at him.

"come on."

Just as Chen Zhigang was about to catch his breath, he saw that gray figure reappear in his field of vision, and his anger surged to the top of his head.

"She kept provoking me."

He sped up again.

The distance between the two players kept closing, overtaking, and closing again on the track.

On the empty track and field, two figures engaged in a strange and desperate struggle on the dark red track.

Chen Zhi felt like his heart was about to jump out of his throat, and it felt like a thousand steel needles were stabbing his lungs.

But he can't stop.

Stopping means he has lost to a middle school girl who just mocked him.

"You run pretty fast, classmate."

When Chen Zhi overtook him again, his voice trembled slightly due to lack of oxygen.

Xu Min also began to gasp for breath.

She looked at Chen Zhi's face, which was flushed red from blood stasis, and felt a little annoyed.

Why is this guy like a piece of chewing gum that I can't shake off?

"Keep it up!"

She gritted her teeth, swung her arms more forcefully, and chased after him again.

The two ran side by side for almost half a lap, neither willing to move an inch into the inner lane.

Chen Zhi turned his head and stared intently at Xu Min's profile.

Xu Min also turned her head and returned an extremely stubborn look.

"Hey classmate, hurry up and you'll see my back."

Chen Zhi squeezed out a few words through his teeth, each word carrying a strong metallic taste.

Xu Min snorted coldly, leaned forward, and once again gained a body length advantage.

As she passed by Chen Zhi, she casually uttered two words.

"this one?"

These two words struck Chen Zhi's most sensitive nerve with pinpoint accuracy.

He felt all the blood rushing to his head.

"Hey kid, if you're running slowly, please go to the side lane. Don't get in the way here."

Chen Zhi let out a low roar, and his legs began to spin wildly like wheels of fire.

He was running those last 100 meters with the intensity of a 100-meter sprint.

Xu Min felt a little panicked as she watched Chen Zhi's almost self-destructive sprint.

Is this guy really courting death?

She instinctively tried to follow, but found her legs felt as heavy as lead, and her rhythm was disrupted.

Chen Zhi rushed past the imaginary finish line, and his body lurched forward a dozen steps due to inertia.

He suddenly bent over, bracing himself against his knees with both hands, and began to dry heave violently.

My vision was blurry, and all I could hear was the thunderous pounding of my heart.

But he won.

He turned his head and looked at Xu Min, who was still staggering and stopping a few meters away, with an extremely ferocious and abstract smile on his face.

Xu Min gripped the railing, her chest heaving violently, sweat dripping from her cheeks onto the rubber track.

She stared at the swaying but still standing boy, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Where did this madman come from?

Chen Zhi wiped the sweat from his face, and was about to say something sarcastic when a wave of nausea hit him, leaving him only able to let out a muffled groan.

The two stood facing each other a few meters apart in the morning mist, neither willing to sit down and rest first.

Just then, the clear sound of a bicycle bell came from the school gate.

Lin Wanwan rode her pink bicycle and slowly appeared at the edge of the track and field.

She spotted Chen Zhi lying on the track like a dead dog at a glance.

"Chen Zhi, what kind of acrobatics are you performing here?"

Lin Wanwan stopped the car, put one foot on the ground, and waved with a grin.

Upon hearing this voice, Chen Zhi's body stiffened abruptly. He forced himself to straighten up, trying to hide his disheveled state.

Xu Min glanced at Chen Zhi, then at Lin Wanwan in the distance, her brows furrowing even more.

She strode slowly to Chen Zhi, her sweaty eyes staring intently at him.

"Your name is Chen Zhi?"

Although Xu Min's voice was still a little breathless, her authority as the association president remained undiminished.

Chen Zhi rolled his eyes, preparing to switch to abstract mode and retort.

"His name is Chen Short Legs, senior, just ignore him."

Lin Wanwan had already pushed the cart over, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons with a smile.

Chen Zhi sensed that Xu Min's gaze towards him became extremely complex in that instant.

Remember to sign up for the long-distance race at the next sports meet.

Xu Min left a sentence behind, turned around and walked towards the locker room, her steps very steady.

Chen Zhi stood there, stunned, staring at the gray figure, with only one thought in his mind.

Was that girl just giving me an order?

Lin Wanwan leaned closer and waved her hand in front of Chen Zhi's eyes.

"Hey, everyone's already gone, why are you still looking?"

Chen Zhi turned his head and looked at Lin Wanwan, who was two centimeters taller than him, and the anger in his heart rose again.

"What are you looking at? Go back to the classroom!"

He limped toward the teaching building, leaving Lin Wanwan looking bewildered.