Having been given a second chance at life, who would still want to pursue her?

Chan Kin-kei doesn't know how he fell asleep.

I felt my mind was in a mess, and after thinking about this and that, it gradually became blurry, and I fell into a deep sleep.

Until the cold air blown out of the air conditioner caused the indoor temperature to drop sharply.

He shrank back slightly, feeling a bit cold.

But it didn't take long.

There seemed to be faint footsteps approaching.

Suddenly, he felt a layer of cotton on his body.

The sheet gently wrapped him up, bringing him some warmth.

The person didn't seem to have left.

Strands of hair fell onto Chan Kin-kei's cheek.

It tickled him a little.

It also made him slowly open his eyes.

A hazy and indistinct scene followed.

Chen Jianji first noticed that the sky outside the window was already dark with dusk.

A large light was on in the courtyard.

Laughter could be heard.

Through the cracks in the tightly closed window, one could almost smell the aroma of burning charcoal.

Ok?

Have they already started barbecuing?

Chen Jianji rubbed his head, which was still a little groggy from sleep, and slowly sat up.

He had only just turned his head.

Then I saw Lin Qingxue squatting on the bed next to me.

The other person was still holding a corner of the sheet in their hand, as if they were twisting it tightly to prevent any drafts.

I noticed his gaze coming my way, and the furrowing of his brows on his face.

Lin Qingxue seemed unwilling to be criticized, and calmly took the lead in explaining.

"The sheets were just changed and washed by the housekeeper; I haven't used them."

Chen Jianji looked at him, his expression gradually changing from annoyed to something else.

Until peace is restored.

He suddenly asked.

"How much of our past do you remember?"

Upon hearing this...

Lin Qingxue was slightly taken aback, and a fleeting look of doubt appeared on her usually cool face.

It seems a little unclear why he would ask such a question.

Chen Jianji noticed her subtle expression and explained calmly.

"You seem to know my family quite well."

"She will clean up the dishes and also rest in my room."

"Even before in the room..."

As he spoke, he looked at Lin Qingxue with indifferent eyes, a coldness in them.

"If my mom hadn't suddenly walked in, would you really have taken off that dress?"

Based on Chen Jianji's understanding of Lin Qingxue.

When she first graduated from high school, she was traditional and conservative.

I would never do that.

Especially in front of someone she dislikes but is forced to get close to because of a debt of gratitude.

How could someone possibly do such a thing?

After resting and calming down, Chen Jianji could only guess the reason.

Lin Qingxue had already remembered more things.

Looking into Chen Jianji's eyes, which were filled with coldness and inquiry.

Lin Qingxue paused.

He seemed to want to determine his attitude towards himself based on how much he remembered.

Lin Qingxue lowered her eyes and remained silent for a long while before her voice rang out calmly.

"My uncle also helped my dad a lot at the hospital."

"Since I'm a guest here, I should also help with some housework."

"As for why I went to your room..."

"I arrived early, and Auntie hasn't finished tidying up the other places yet, so I'll have to sleep in your room for now."

Lin Qingxue replied to each one.

She did not answer the last question.

She suddenly looked up and stared into Chen Jianji's eyes, a hint of resentment and shame flashing in her calm gaze.

"But I did remember some other things, like us lying in the same bed."

"For example, you did some things to me that you shouldn't have done."

"You don't want to admit these things?"

These words were spoken.

The room fell into a deathly silence.

Only the buzzing and vibrating sound of the air conditioner echoed.

Lin Qingxue stared intently at the person in front of her.

The room was dark, with only the faint glow of an incandescent bulb shining in from the window.

It wasn't very bright, leaving a patch of shadow.

It effectively concealed the blush on her cheeks.

All I could see was the anger in her eyes.

Lin Qingxue felt that the version of herself in her dream was too cheap.

Always yield and compromise.

But when she puts herself in that situation, she finds herself helpless.

Because she found herself actually doing it.

Whether it was because of her father in the dream, or the sense of relief she felt after parting ways with Ayan in the dream as she was about to go to university.

All of this would make her unable to restrain her feelings any longer.

Just like what Zhang Xinyi said at the dinner table today.

She is just that cheap and low-class.

No wonder men don't cherish what they have.

Listening to Lin Qingxue's words.

Chen Jianji's expression froze slightly, but he quickly regained his composure.

"None of this has happened yet; it's just a dream and doesn't count."

These words immediately made Lin Qingxue feel sullen, and a sudden, inexplicable anger arose within her.

Her eyes grew even colder.

We've already gone through that, even if we haven't actually reached that point yet.

But he's already done everything he was supposed to, yet he can still say such things.

These are classic lines from a scumbag.

But ironically, it's impossible for anyone to refute it.

Chen Jianji lifted the blanket and slowly stood up.

"If you want to stay, then stay. Just treat each other as classmates. Tomorrow, go home with them and don't get in the way."

Words that show no mercy.

This left Lin Qingxue frozen in place.

Chen Jianji ignored her.

He walked straight past Lin Qingxue and stepped outside.

Until I reached the door of the room and just as my hand touched the doorknob.

Suddenly a voice came from behind.

"stop."

Her voice was clear and cold, carrying her usual chill.

Chen Jianji paused, his brows furrowing deeply.

He turned around.

Lin Qingxue stood up as well, her gaze appearing even colder and more profound under the incandescent light.

"You just said that I know your family very well."

"So in your memory, I often come here."

"In your...dream, what was our final relationship?"

Chen Jianji chuckled, said nothing, and simply looked away.

Apply slight pressure with your hand.

Click!

The door handle was pressed down most of the way, and the lock cylinder opened.

But just then...

Lin Qingxue's clear and crisp voice rang out again.

"I remember once during class, you were dozing off and mumbled a child's name in your sleep."

"Her name is..."

"Is it Xiaotong?"

Bang!

Chen Jianji's hand hovered in mid-air.

The doorknob bounced back due to inertia, making a dull thud.

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