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

Chen Jianji looked at the person in front of him.

His face was expressionless, and his hands, hanging at his sides, were slightly clenched.

Obviously.

Lin Qingxue slowly remembered some things.

Given her personality, she would simply tie her hair into a ponytail and call it a day.

It's absolutely impossible to do things that require even a little bit of styling.

In fact.

This similar white dress, and this half-up ponytail hairstyle.

Later, after Lin Qingxue entered university, she won several awards at the school.

The school wants to take a photo and print it on the campus medal wall.

A senior female student did her hair.

After taking the photos.

Lin Qingxue dressed like this and went out to eat, go shopping, and go to the library with him.

What was my mood like that day?

Hmm... I don't remember.

But Chen Jianji knew.

He now only feels provoked.

Lin Qingxue kept bringing up these past experiences that the two of them had once shared, which were considered relatively good.

......

"Hey, I'm asking you a question, why aren't you saying anything?"

Zhang Xinyi quietly nudged his arm with her elbow and whispered a reminder.

Chen Jianji turned his head to look at her.

"I remember you had extra clothes in your bag, right?"

Zhang Xinyi was taken aback.

Lin Qingxue also stopped in her tracks.

Listen to his voice, and his indifferent expression.

The carefully concealed expectation in Lin Qingxue's eyes vanished completely.

Even the faint smile on her face froze for a moment.

Zhang Xinyi came to her senses.

"Yes...yes? What's wrong?"

"Give me."

Chen Jianji reached out and took the backpack off her back.

Then he looked at Lin Qingxue and slowly handed her the schoolbag.

His voice was calm, with an unquestionable tone.

"You're not here to learn to drive, so there's no need to dress up in fancy clothes."

"Go to the restroom and change your clothes."

Lin's eyes flickered as she stared straight at him.

After a long while, she finally spoke, her voice regaining its calmness, but tinged with a stubbornness.

"Xinyi's clothes don't suit my style."

Chen Jianji replied almost immediately.

"There are also school uniforms. I saw her put one in; it's wearable."

Upon hearing this...

Lin Qingxue froze, and she gave Chen Jianji a deep look.

Her face turned pale and then even paler.

He answered after a long while.

"it is good."

Lin Qingxue took the backpack, lowered her head, and turned to leave.

She stood with her back straight, yet inexplicably appeared lost.

It's like the feeling of disappointment when you carefully prepare something but don't receive praise, and instead get scolded.

The figure gradually walked away into the distance.

Zhang Xinyi finally couldn't help but say it.

"Hey, what are you doing? Why do you have to care what other people wear?"

"Girls all like to dress up! I also like pretty dresses and nice hairstyles!"

Chen Jianji slowly withdrew his gaze from the man's back.

Given their current relationship, he naturally has no right to tell them what to do.

But Lin Qingxue insisted on doing something that only the two of them knew about.

Not to mention, there are so many people here now.

Chen Jianji didn't explain much, he just said something casually.

"Beginners wearing skirts to practice driving, especially long skirts, are prone to getting caught on their clothes, which is inconvenient."

After he finished speaking, he walked straight towards the training vehicle parked in the distance.

Liu Yun and Liu Neng were already waiting over there.

Zhang Xinyi, still standing in the same spot, looked at this person and then turned to look at that person.

Both of them left only their backs, and no one looked back.

Zhang Xinyi gritted her teeth.

With a final stomp of his foot, he shouted at Chen Jianji.

"Hey, wait for me!"

......

Inside the women's restroom at the driving school.

Lin Qingxue looked at the neatly folded white dress and the purple ribbon.

She put both items into a bag.

Then he looked at himself in the mirror.

She had already changed into her school uniform.

The school uniform was a bit loose on my body.

The texture and fit are very familiar.

This one was in the dormitory back then.

The one that was forced upon me by that person, which I exchanged with Zhang Xinyi.

Lin Qingxue held the collar of her school uniform and carefully buttoned the last button in front of the mirror.

She exhaled, looked in the mirror, and patted her cheeks.

He gave a slightly forced smile.

"It's not too bad."

I just finished speaking.

Lin Qingxue stopped abruptly.

She had lost count of how many times she had comforted herself like this.

Does this really work?

Lin Qingxue didn't know.

All she knew was that...

Before dawn, she was already waiting at the bus stop with her phone in hand.

Time was tight, so she kept looking on her phone for clothing stores and accessory shops near the driving school.

I wanted to get to the driving school before 9 a.m. and be prepared to be on time.

Full of anticipation, but utterly disappointed.

So that's what it feels like.

Lin Qingxue slowly walked out of the restroom and placed her backpack and bag behind the lockers at the driving school.

She slowly walked towards the training ground at the back gate.

She had just stepped across the doorway.

Lin Qingxue then felt a gaze upon her.

She looked up at the direction.

All I could see were the steps beside the training field.

Chen Jianji sat there quietly.

The two looked at each other from a distance.

The person glanced at it only once, then looked away as if it were just a passerby.

He started talking to Liu Neng, who was sitting next to him.

Lin Qingxue stood still for a while before taking another step.

He walked over slowly.

The two continued to close in distance.

Lin Qingxue, however, felt that the distance between them seemed to be growing further and further.

She kept recalling those memories, sinking deeper and deeper into them, wanting to make him happy.

But that person grew increasingly disgusted with himself.

The two were out of sync, like two line segments.

One is moving forward, and the other is moving backward.

Even the moment they intersected.

They can only exist in her dreams.

despair...

Lin Qingxue stopped in her tracks.

Standing in front of someone's shadow.

She lowered her head and spoke very softly.

"Is this...?"

"Isn't that a bit unfair?"

......