I really don't want to be reborn.

The two of them staggered to the school gate. Wang Zibo talked a lot along the way, but Chen Hansheng basically didn't respond. He was trying to adapt to the port city seventeen years ago.

After graduating from university, Chen Hansheng felt that the economic development of his hometown was not good, so he stayed in Jianye, the provincial capital, to work hard. Occasionally, he went home to see his parents, but he came and left in a hurry, and had no time to pay attention to the changes in his hometown.

Only in the early morning when he was drunk would he feel inexplicable touches and memories from the bottom of his heart, but the next day he was quickly replaced by the busy reality.

"What's the point of rebirth for someone like me?"

Chen Hansheng felt very depressed. In 2019, he had money and status, a company and subordinates, and did not meet the basic conditions of rebirth people "wearing a green hat, both parents died, poverty, hunger and cold".

"Damn it, I really don't want to be reborn!"

Chen Hansheng couldn't help but curse. Wang Zibo was talking about the embarrassing incident last night when Chen Hansheng got drunk and insisted on confessing to Xiao Rongyu despite being stopped. He was stunned for a moment: "Did you listen to me?"

"Oh, I listened."

Chen Hansheng said casually, then touched his pocket. There was no wallet, no mobile phone, and no quick payment. He sighed and said to Wang Zibo: "Do you have any money? I want to buy something in the canteen."

"Do you want to buy water?"

Wang Zibo was considerate. He knew that the mouth would be dry after a hangover, and it was quite hot today.

"What do you want to drink, Jianlibao or Coke?"

Wang Zibo was ready to treat.

"Mineral water is fine, and buy a pack of cigarettes by the way." Chen Hansheng replied.

Wang Zibo suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at Chen Hansheng: "When did you learn to smoke? How come I didn't know?"

Chen Hansheng was a little impatient. Why didn't he feel that his childhood friend was so nagging before? He waved his hand and said, "I'm in a bad mood, smoke one to relieve my boredom."

Wang Zibo hesitated for a moment, but still went to buy cigarettes obediently. The canteen was just outside the gate of "Gangcheng No. 1 Middle School". Chen Hansheng looked at this spacious iron gate and thought that this was my memory of more than 1,000 years of three years in high school.

After a while, Wang Zibo came back: "Here, your cigarette."

"Hey, Hongtashan, I haven't seen it for a long time."

Chen Hansheng couldn't help laughing. He rarely smoked this brand since he started working. He skillfully tore open the package and handed a cigarette to Wang Zibo: "Do you smoke?"

Wang Zibo hesitated for a while, but finally decided to smoke one with his brother.

Wang Zibo is still a typical student mentality, and his skin is relatively thin. Unlike Chen Hansheng's destruction of society, the scale of work is obviously different. Then hid the cigarette butt behind him, and then spit out a strand of smoke from his mouth, like his mother's mouth. Wang Zibo himself smoked carefully, but he stunned Chen Hansheng. Rising back to return, Wang Zibo was even more envious. Chen Hansheng's expression at this time pretended to be forced and owed, but it was really handsome. Before he finished smoking a cigarette, a group of people rode over from a distance. Wang Zibo quickly extinguished the cigarette butt and reminded Chen Hansheng: "Throw it away quickly."

Wang Zibo's action also scared Chen Hansheng: "Is there a teacher inside?"

"No teacher, they are all our classmates." Wang Zibo explained.

Chen Hansheng almost threw it away, but after hearing this, he took a circle and took it back. He respected the profession of teacher, but what was there to take to heart about high school classmates? What else could he do after graduation?

This group of students probably came to get the admission letter, with their vision and yearning for college life, talking and laughing all the way, and when they passed by Chen Hansheng and Wang Zibo, they all stopped.

Chen Hansheng's current image is very sloppy, with both the fatigue after a hangover and the confusion after rebirth. He sat unkempt and with a cigarette in his mouth. If it weren't for this 18-year-old face, he would be a complete image of a middle-aged greasy uncle.

All the classmates looked at Chen Hansheng in surprise. In a school like Gangcheng No. 1 Middle School, which focuses on education, female students are not allowed to have long hair, so smoking is almost a sign of decadence.

"Are you all going to get your admission letters?"

Wang Zibo felt that he had to say something.

None of the students spoke, and they turned their attention to a girl in the middle.

This girl was really pretty. The hem of her floral skirt fluttered gently in the evening summer breeze, exuding a bright and lively look. She was at least 1.67 meters tall. Because of the hot weather, her face was slightly flushed, with a straight nose, rosy lips, a round chin, clear eyes under thick eyelashes, and soft hair that fell naturally to her shoulders.

When the girl stopped her orange bicycle and walked over, Chen Hansheng could even smell a faint scent of lily.

"Chen Hansheng, how can you smoke!"

The voice was quite nice, but there was some anger in it.

Chen Hansheng couldn't remember who she was, so he could only turn his head and look at Wang Zibo. Wang Zibo didn't understand his intention and stared at him. Chen Hansheng had no choice but to ask, "Who are you?"

"Wow."

The group of prospective college students on bicycles sighed, especially the girls who couldn't help shaking their heads. It was true what they said in the TV series. Men change their minds so quickly. They confessed to someone last night, but they pretended not to know each other after being rejected.

"Hansheng, you shouldn't be like this."

Another boy walked out of the crowd. He was tall and smiled warmly: "Smoking is not your style. I hope you can get out of the shadow of a broken heart and welcome a better tomorrow. We all look forward to your progress."

These words sounded like comfort and encouragement, but there was always a kind of hypocrisy and condescending look. Chen Hansheng had been a boss for so many years. Although he was not arrogant, he didn't like others to step on him to show off, especially when the two were not familiar with each other.

Although Chen Hansheng was sitting on the ground, he raised his head, straightened his chest, and stared at the boy who was talking silently with a calm look in his eyes until he felt uncomfortable. Then he asked with a look of scrutiny: "Who the hell are you?"

A successful man has both the magnanimity of being unscrupulous and the majesty of being able to burst out of accumulation. How can a baby who has not entered the society compare with him? Even if he is a pretentious person, he probably can't see the tail of Chen Hansheng, so he was defeated as soon as he came into contact with him.

"You are so disappointing."

The boy said something harsh and then said to the pretty girl: "Rongyu, let's go, don't bother with this kind of person."

The girl didn't listen, and walked a few steps closer to Chen Hansheng and said: "If you want to pretend that you don't know me, then I can't help it, but I have made it very clear last night that I don't want to have a boyfriend before graduating from college."

"If you smoke again, I will tell your mother."

Chen Hansheng was stunned for a moment. He just returned to 18 years ago and didn't want to greet his parents in this way. Moreover, today was the day to get the admission letter, and many passing students had stopped to watch.

Chen Hansheng thought about it and obediently threw away the cigarette butt.

The girl smiled slightly, and there was a hint of pride. She took out a bottle of mineral water from the basket: "Wash your face, and go get the admission letter later."

"Thank you, I have one myself."

Chen Hansheng refused directly.

"Tsk, the old trick of playing hard to get, pretending to be cold when the confession failed." The boy just said disdainfully.

But the girl was quite stubborn. Even though Chen Hansheng didn't want it, she still put the water at his feet, then snorted coldly and pushed the cute orange bicycle into the school.

It wasn't until they left that Chen Hansheng suddenly realized: "She must be Xiao Rongyu."

"Don't pretend in front of me."

Wang Zibo said with some dissatisfaction: "I know you feel bad about being rejected, but we are good brothers. You can talk to me if you have anything to say."

Wang Zibo also thought that Chen Hansheng did it on purpose just now to save face.

Chen Hansheng didn't know how to explain it, so he could only pat Wang Zibo on the shoulder: "You are an adult after entering college. It is an excellent quality of adults to feel bad alone."