Reborn in 2000: I just want to love a few people properly.

The station square was crowded in the early morning, mostly with people carrying large bags and bundles heading out to work.

Xu Bo was the only one in the crowd without luggage. He had his hands in his pockets, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, and his newly bought cell phone nestled between his head and shoulder.

"I've arrived, where are you?"

"Wait here, I've arrived. Wait for me by the statue in the station square."

After a short wait, Xu Bo successfully obtained a train ticket to the oil city.

The green train departs at five o'clock, and Wang Jun thoughtfully prepared a sleeper ticket for Xu Bo.

After placing his phone and wallet under his pillow, Xu Bo began to rest briefly.

The train journey to the oil city will take two hours, which will give me a good opportunity to recharge.

"Young man, can I switch seats with you?"

Xu Bo was woken up shortly after lying down.

Without even raising his head, Xu Bo frowned, panting heavily, and said impatiently.

"No trade!"

Xu Bo thought the person would stop bothering him, but to his surprise, he was woken up again in less than a minute.

"Are you crazy?!"

Xu Bo was already having trouble getting any rest. He had been talking with Yang Xun all night and was hoping to get some rest during these two hours today, but being disturbed one after another completely wore down his good temper.

She threw back the covers and launched into a tirade against the person who had come in.

The newcomer did not refute, but simply lowered his head and quietly endured Xu Bo's anger.

After Xu Bo finished venting his emotions, he took a closer look and immediately felt a little uncomfortable.

The person who came was a woman with her right hand in a cast and her left leg wrapped in bandages, clearly someone with mobility issues.

Xu Bo stopped talking, and the woman then raised her head and said apologetically.

"Excuse me, I'm sorry to disturb your rest. I have difficulty moving around, so I'm on the bunk above you. Could we switch beds?"

"I'll get off at the oil city."

Xu Bo watched the woman carrying a large suitcase and then fell silent.

He put the things under the pillow into his pocket and then got out of bed.

He took the woman's suitcase and placed it on the luggage rack.

"hiss......"

It wasn't heavy, but Xu Bo was still dizzy, and his posture when lifting the suitcase was wrong, so he suddenly strained his back.

However, he was too embarrassed to make any noise. After a fleeting look of pain on his face, he struggled to climb up to the top bunk.

"Thank you, young man."

Xu Bo didn't say anything, just waved his hand and continued to rest.

However, this time his sleep quality was not so good, and soreness would occasionally surge from his lower back.

Fortunately, two hours is neither too long nor too short.

As the train conductor's voice rang out, the train had arrived in the oil city.

Normally, Xu Bo would probably have jumped off from there.

This time, however, he held onto the stairs and slowly made his way down, one step at a time.

Just as I was about to step out of the carriage, my clothes were suddenly tugged. When I turned around, I saw it was the same woman from before.

"What's wrong? Is there anything else?"

Xu Bo was in a bad mood, and his voice was naturally not very pleasant.

"Could you please help me carry my suitcase down again?"

The woman pointed to the suitcases on the luggage rack and said somewhat embarrassedly.

"Fine, I'll see this through to the end."

Despite his physical discomfort, Xu Bo tiptoed and carried the suitcase down from the top.

His face was calm and composed, as if it were just a trivial matter.

But Xu Bo's toes were already firmly planted on the ground.

As he walked out of the train station, Xu Bo rubbed his lower back with both hands, trying to alleviate his terrible condition.

There are very few taxis at the entrance; most of them are private cars.

"It's a new village now, ten yuan a person, get on the bus and we're off."

The driver at the entrance always uses this excuse to deceive people who have just gotten off the bus.

If we wait until everyone is together to start the car, it'll probably be ages before we can get there.

Xu Bo hailed a taxi at random.

The meter should have charged around fifteen, but this driver came up with a fixed price.

"Twenty yuan."

Xu Bo didn't bother to argue, just wanting some peace and quiet.

Before long, the vehicle arrived near the New Mart.

This is the largest shopping mall in the oil city, and it has been a part of the lives of every resident of the oil city.

"Sir, please stop here for a moment. I need to buy something, I'll be right back."

Seeing that the driver was somewhat reluctant, Xu Bo took out twenty yuan from his wallet and put it on the back seat of the car.

"Here's twenty. I'll give you five more when we get there."

Xinmate is only one or two kilometers away from Xincun No. 1 District, and the master was happy to earn this money, so he agreed.

It's 7:10 now. There's a flower shop next to the New Mart, and it's the time when fresh flowers are arriving.

Xu Bo asked for nine pink roses, which were wrapped together in clean white floral paper.

Pink roses, unlike red roses, are not straightforward and passionate; they emphasize gentleness and attraction, which perfectly matches the current ambiguous relationship between Xu Bo and Luo Qiaoqiao.

"Hey buddy, giving your girlfriend a ride?"

When the master saw Xu Bo returning with a bouquet of flowers, he couldn't help but jokingly ask him a question.

"Yes, it's for my future wife."

Xu Bo felt much better at this moment. The flowers were very fresh, and the delicate fragrance of lychee seemed to have diluted the smell of alcohol from last night.

Xu Bo chatted with his driver for a long time, about everything from how to pursue girls to the pressures of family life. He seemed to have become the driver's confidant.

Both of them said they felt like they had known each other for a long time, and when they arrived at the destination, the driver refused to accept the agreed-upon five yuan.

"Hey kid, keep it up! When you get married, I'll sponsor a whole fleet of cars for you."

Xu Bo grinned and waved goodbye to his master.

Based on the building number, Xu Bo wandered around for a while before finally finding Building 3.

Xu Bo took out his phone, searched through last night's call log, and pressed the dial button.

Luo Qiaoqiao said last night that her mother was going back to the countryside early this morning to attend a college entrance celebration banquet, and Luo Qiaoqiao didn't want to go.

I could only spend a boring day at home with my grandmother.

By now, Luo's mother should have left long ago.

"Feed~"

Luo Qiaoqiao's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Miss Luo Qiaoqiao." Xu Bo's voice was very informal.

"Senior, you called me so early!" Luo Qiaoqiao was clearly very excited to hear Xu Bo's voice.

"I miss you so much, do you miss me?" Xu Bo deliberately slowed down his speech, each word soft and gentle, with an almost imperceptible tenderness in the last syllable.

"I miss you so much too~" Luo Qiaoqiao answered Xu Bo's question firmly, then said with a hint of grievance, "It's a pity I'm in the oil city and you're in the ice city."

"It would be wonderful if you could appear in front of me."

Luo Qiaoqiao made no attempt to hide her longing.

"Really?"

The deliberately drawn-out tone carried a hint of cunning, making him seem sly and cheeky.

"Come to the balcony, Teacher Xu is here to tutor you in math."

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end, but then a gasp came out. Luo Qiaoqiao seemed to realize that she had spoken too loudly and quickly covered her mouth with her hand.

The phone went dead. Xu Bo grinned mischievously and put his phone in his pocket.

I looked up at the balcony on the third floor.

"three."

"two."

Before the last number was counted, a pretty girl with short hair appeared on the balcony.

Seeing Xu Bo standing downstairs holding a bouquet of pink roses, she covered her mouth tightly with both hands.

Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes were filled with excitement and joy.

And then there was that single tear, a symbol of happiness, that rolled down.