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

"I like you."

A soft and familiar voice lingered in my ears.

The sound wasn't loud.

It is very light, yet it can be mind-numbing.

Chen Jianji's expression stiffened for a moment.

He lay motionless on the bed, completely stunned.

Did Lin Qingxue say she liked him?

this..

How is that possible?

Even if they were husband and wife and had children in their previous life.

She had never spoken to herself so clearly and directly about her feelings.

Even if I ask myself the same question over and over again.

She either speaks in a cryptic way or changes the subject.

Chen Jianji could never discern... her true feelings.

But now...

Eighteen-year-old Lin Qingxue was on the other end of the phone at that moment.

I said these words to myself.

How ridiculous is this?

The two people on the other end of the phone fell into a long silence once again.

The breathing on both sides became heavier.

Chen Jianji's hand gripping the phone tightened and loosened repeatedly.

After repeating this cycle for a long time, he finally let out a hoarse laugh.

"Lin Qingxue, don't make jokes like that in the middle of the night."

"This is not funny at all."

Lin Qingxue on the other end of the phone seemed to have been waiting for his reply.

Upon hearing the voice, he responded almost immediately.

"I'm not joking."

"I applied to have the hallway video recorded because I knew you would say that."

"I can bring a USB drive to the driving school tomorrow and use the computer to show it to you."

I'm not lying to you.

She spoke quickly, but calmly and methodically.

It seems that all problems have been considered in advance, making it almost flawless.

Chen Jianji fell silent again.

I just wanted to explain what happened today.

And her feelings.

Silence fell again on the other end of their phones.

This time, not even a breath could be heard.

It's like two hearts, constantly hanging in the air.

Waiting for the other party's response.

Chen Jianji slowly propped himself up and sat half-upright on the bed.

He leaned against the headboard, his eyes dark and unfathomable.

His lips were slightly parted, and his voice was still hoarse, like a broken bellows.

"Lin Qingxue, I've already said that today."

I don't believe a single word that comes out of your mouth.

"Um."

Lin Qingxue responded softly.

"I know."

"But I did it, and you saw it, didn't you?"

Chan Kin-kei was once again rendered speechless by the rebuttal.

His eyes were dark.

The voice in her ears gradually overlapped with that of Lin Qingxue from her previous life.

no the same...

It's very different.

Chan Kin-kei couldn't tell whether the person who was always aloof and quiet was the real her.

The person who calls late at night, clumsily yet directly expressing their feelings, is the real one.

Or perhaps, after being reborn, he changed some kind of trajectory.

This caused a change in the person who had originally married him reluctantly and against his will.

But regardless of which...

None of that can change the facts of those days and nights after marriage.

Chen Jianji took a deep breath and spoke again.

"Lin Qingxue, I don't want to repeat the same mistake."

"I'll pretend I didn't hear that."

"If you bring it up again, we can't even be ordinary friends anymore."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone immediately.

......

Beep. Beep. Beep...

Lin Qingxue sat at her desk, listening to the dial tone of the phone being hung up.

Her eyes flickered slightly, and she sighed before slowly putting her phone down.

Hey!

The phone screen was folded up and placed in the corner of the desk.

Lin Qingxue reached for the diary next to her, placed it on the table, and opened it.

He then picked up a pen and slowly wrote words on the blank page.

......

Chen Jianji lay back down on the bed, even with the blanket covering his head.

I tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

Finally, he suddenly stood up.

"No, is she really crazy?"

"Why are you calling in the middle of the night to talk about this stuff?!"

"She has a long-distance driving test tomorrow, doesn't she know that?!"

Chen Jianji got up and walked to his desk with a sour face.

After sitting there blankly for a while...

He gritted his teeth, reached into the back of the bookshelf, and pulled out the diary, placing it on the table.

The cover, which had been tossed around so much, was now wrinkled from the ordeal.

Chen Jianji opened it expressionlessly.

The blank page, bathed in the silvery night light, was reflected in his pupils.

The writing appeared quickly.

【2013.7.1】

After seeing the score of just over 400, I really wanted to punch him.

Ok?

Chen Jianji paused.

This is...

Was this written by Lin Qingxue in her previous life?

Did she write in her diary today as well?

Chen Jianji didn't know that he hadn't seen this page in his previous life.

Before he could think further, the handwriting continued to emerge.

I'm so angry I don't want to talk to him anymore. If he hadn't been running around to the hospital for me lately, I definitely wouldn't have helped him fill out his college application.

However, he seemed distracted all day, and when he came back from the hospital tonight, he quickly parted ways with me, unlike before when he would cling to me for a long time.

I think I also saw him searching on his phone, "What's it like to be in a long-distance relationship?"

Hmm... I just searched online too, and it seems like everyone's saying it's very difficult.

But I think it's okay. I don't really want to interact with others, and I can handle my own affairs. There aren't many times when I need help from others.

[It's said that when someone has a cold or encounters a problem, it's easy for conflicts to arise if they're not together.]

[Does this mean that single people who haven't been in a relationship don't encounter these problems? Why blame your partner when you can handle it yourself?]

【Pshaw, what am I writing? I'm not dating him!!】

[Observe him for a few days first. If it really doesn't work out, try to comfort him when he re-fills out his application on the day of the supplementary admission.]

[I definitely can't say it to your face. Should I write a letter or something and hide it, pretending I don't know who wrote it?]

"Hmm, that should work."

The writing stops at the last line.

Then...

Tear!

A soft sound echoed slowly in Chen Jianji's ears.

He stared blankly at the diary, now with blank pages again.

so...

In my past life, that postcard...

Is it really for myself?

......