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

Xu Yuanping is the advisor of the newly established Computer Science Department's Technical Major Class 1. As a seasoned veteran who has been working in this school for several years, he knows everything about the school.

I'm now in my thirties, and I don't have any worries about my career, except for my love life.

Every time his mother calls, Xu Yuanping knows she's arranged another blind date for him.

I called him a couple of days ago, but he brushed me off with the excuse that it was today to welcome new students.

It wasn't that Xu Yuanping didn't want to go, it was just that the girls he was introduced to each time were really... indescribable.

"Teacher Xu, I'm here to report for duty." The midday sun was quite scorching, and Xu Yuanping was sitting under a large umbrella to avoid the blazing sun.

"Okay, give it to me."

The person who arrived was Xu Bo. He saw Xu Yuanping from a distance and naturally knew his situation. He guessed that Xu Yuanping was probably preoccupied with his own emotional problems.

"The boys' dormitory is in Building 2. Xiaofeng, take him there."

The formalities were completed quickly, and Xu Bo received his university ID and card. He then followed the senior student ahead of him toward Building No. 2 with his luggage.

The senior and Xu Bo didn't have much to say to each other along the way. On one hand, the senior was angry that he hadn't picked up a girl. Otherwise, he could have taken the opportunity to go into the girls' dormitory and maybe have had a good look at her.

Another point is that Xu Bo is naturally very familiar with the school, and may even know more about it than the senior in front of him.

"We've arrived at room 2217," the senior student said.

"This is your dorm room now, pack up, I'm leaving now." After saying that, the senior turned and walked down the stairs.

Xu Bo shrugged helplessly, looking at the door number above with mixed feelings. He wondered if, in this second life, that butterfly had flapped its wings, and whether his roommates were still the same people.

Take a deep breath and gently push open the door.

Sunlight streamed into the dormitory through the windows, dust floated in the air, and the desks and chairs were scattered haphazardly on the floor. There were four beds in the room, arranged with a bunk bed and a desk underneath.

There were only two students sitting below, while three adults—two women and one man—were busy making the beds.

Xu Bo finally breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed that the butterfly hadn't noticed this little place yet.

"Hello, I'm Xu Bo, from Heilongjiang Province. We should be in the same class."

Xu Bo was the first to greet them.

"Hello, my name is Yu Haoqi, and I'm from Jiangxi," a slender young man stood up and said to Xu Bo.

The other boy paused for a moment before standing up and saying woodenly.

"My name is Wang Yan, and I'm a local."

The two aunts are Wang Yan and Yu Haoqi's mothers, and the remaining man is Wang Yan's father.

"Little Northeast, you came here by yourself?"

Wang Yan's father was very outgoing and immediately took out a pack of cigarettes to hand to Xu Bo.

Xu Bo waved his hand and said, "Sorry, Uncle, I don't smoke."

"My parents are busy with work and don't have time to take care of me, so I came by myself."

Xu Bo spoke frankly, greeted everyone, and then went to his bed to start tidying up.

For a moment, the air was quiet; apart from the occasional conversation between Xu Bo and his uncle and aunt, there was almost no sound of talking.

Yu Haoqi could chime in a few words, but Wang Yan simply remained silent, fiddling with his schoolbag.

Mr. Wang glanced at his son, feeling somewhat distressed. Both he and his mother were extroverted, so why was his son so taciturn?

Not long after, the door was pushed open again, and a bald man walked in. He was rather burly and at first glance looked like a delinquent.

"Du Qinglong."

Xu Bo squinted his eyes and silently recited in his mind.

"Hello everyone, I'm from Shaanxi." Du Qinglong greeted everyone after entering the house and then started tidying up.

He had no suitcase, only a tattered snakeskin bag containing his belongings.

He didn't seem to be from a well-off family, and the clothes he was wearing were all outdated styles and didn't fit him very well.

But he naturally accepted the Liqun cigarette that Wang's father handed him, and the two of them went to the balcony and started smoking.

"Auntie will treat you to a meal."

The family with the best living conditions here is Wang Yan's. Both parents are employees in the city, and each of them earns an average salary of over a thousand yuan.

This salary is about twice as high as that of employees in Harbin. The wheels of time can be seen in this small matter.

Yu Haoqi's family was of average means; they had enough to eat and drink, but no big money.

The poorest was Du Qinglong, whose parents were farmers who toiled in the fields from dawn till dusk.

This trip to Hangzhou to attend university may be his only chance to change his fate.

In any era, without the support of family, individual efforts are far too difficult.

Mr. Wang had just finished smoking his cigarette and came to his wife's side, speaking softly.

"Here's what we'll do. Uncle will give you 100 yuan. The four of you in the dorm will be spending four years together."

"Your uncle and aunt are here, so if you're feeling a bit shy, let Wang Yan take you out for something nice to eat."

"He grew up in this area and knows it very well."

Indeed, many friends feel awkward and uncomfortable when elders are present at gatherings.

Xu Bo said with a smile, "Okay, then I'll thank you in advance, Uncle and Aunt. I'll have Yanzi, that little smarty-pants, take us to get something good to eat later."

The simple address brought the group closer together; at this point, Xiaolingtong still used the same address as he would for people he knew well in the area.

Instead of the jokes that came from behind, as in later generations.

The small room was quickly tidied up, just in time for lunch before everyone had eaten.

Xu Boxian went outside the room and took out his phone to send a message to He Yimei.

My roommate ate lunch with me.

There was no reply for a long time, so Xu Bo figured they were busy and didn't bother them too much.

After thinking for a moment, he called Song Leisong again.

"What are you doing, Matsuko?"

"Just woke up. Are you going to take care of some things with Wang Jun later?"

"Hey, you've got something going on. What are you up to?" Xu Bo said with a smile.

"Wang Jun will take me to get the business license and some kind of cultural business permit later. I've thought it through. The arcade is really closed now, it's time to change direction."

It's hard to tell whether Wang Jun's feelings are genuine or feigned, or what considerations and calculations he might have behind them.

But for Song Leisong, it marks the beginning of a new chapter in his life.

"How's it going on your end? What's the situation now?"

"I just finished tidying up my dorm and am getting ready to have dinner with my roommates."

"Oh, I'm so envious of you. I wish I could go to school too."

University life is indeed one of the most unforgettable times in one's life, where youth begins to radiate its last rays.

Upon graduation, the young man, without even having properly donned his sword, was about to face the world of martial arts.

Many people were coming and going in the corridor, and they all felt envious when they saw Xu Bo making a phone call with his Nokia.

But what his eyes revealed was disdain.

Xu Bo felt a little amused and a little nostalgic, realizing that he had been just like that back then.

Just as I hung up the phone, the person inside came out.