Chapter One That Night

  "Listen up, kid! Today's beating will teach you a lesson. If you dare to offend Ji Su again, I'll break your legs! Got it?"

  Wen Qian only felt a pain on her face, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a handsome face with slanted eyebrows, high nose bridge, thin lips pursed into a line, and bright black eyes shining under the dim streetlights. This face seemed familiar, although his expression was trying to look mature, but the soft facial features and tender voice all indicated that he was just a child.

  Who is he?

  Wen Qian slightly moved his lower leg, and a severe pain suddenly attacked his lower abdomen and chest. In an instant, it spread along the spine to the tailbone, and then directly into the most sensitive cerebral cortex. Although Wen Qian was already twenty-eight or nine years old and had been practicing Taekwondo for a long time, his mental toughness was unparalleled, but he was still stunned by this pain, and his whole body felt weak and numb.

  What's wrong?

  Memories flashed through my mind like a movie, Tan Yu, the taekwondo gym, Xu Yao, the yellow skirt, the agile figure, and that one kick with a spin... Ah yes, after work, I went to the taekwondo gym near the company with my best friend Tan Yu for our daily exercise. That beautiful high school classmate Xu Yao, whom I hadn't seen in almost ten years but coincidentally met again last year, came to challenge me for the fourth time after three consecutive defeats. When we were competing, I slipped and fell, and all that's left in my mind is Xu Yao's beautiful eyebrows and her powerful yet elegant spinning kick...

  With a wry smile, this beauty is too ruthless. Everyone just exchanged a few words of ridicule, and they had to fight to the death in these few rounds. This time, Ma lost his footing, and he was almost laughed to death by Tan Yu...

  "Bang!"

  Suddenly, a loud slap was slapped on his face, and Wen Jian's mouth flowed down a thread of blood. The childish voice just now said viciously: "Damn it, still smiling? Is Grandpa farting?"

  Wen Qian finally came to, and the person in front of her was not Tan Yu. She turned her head to look around, and suddenly froze.

  A narrow alley appeared before him, with two piles of rubble as high as a person not far away. The stench wafted through the air from time to time, carried by the gentle breeze. The surroundings were quiet, with only a mottled street lamp above his head casting a faint glow. As Wen Cong was stunned, he was kicked in the stomach again. This time it was the person next to the handsome boy who did it - a tall and big man with messy hair, a dense beard on his lips, but a similarly childish face.

  "Gu Wenyan, what's the point of talking so much nonsense with him? Not convinced? Beat it out of him!"

  Gu Wen Yuan?

  It's been many years since I last heard this name, Wen Qian.

  More than a decade ago, Wen Qian was not as slick and suave as he is now. He was thin, weak, and had a hint of inferiority complex typical of young boys. His grades were average, his looks were neither handsome nor ugly, and he didn't have any special talents or characteristics that made him stand out. In short, he was a nobody, someone who blended into the crowd like air, always smiling and laughing along with others, a classic example of an introverted otaku.

  Wen Qian raised her head and looked at the two of them, then looked at herself, and finally changed color on her face.

  A thin and small body, weak arms, a worn-out plaid short-sleeved shirt and a pair of dark green thin pants, on the feet are a pair of tens of yuan Double Star sports shoes, what...what's going on here?

  The tall one was about to take action, but Gu Wenyan stretched out his hand to stop him and said in a low voice: "Alright, this kid didn't make a sound, don't hit him stupid. His dad is at least an official in the city, look at that useless appearance? Ah, hitting him would also dirty our hands, let's go!"

  Gu Wenyan turned his head and left, while the tall man looked at Wen Qian with disdain, who was curled up into a ball. He spat on the ground and followed Gu Wenyan as he walked away.

  All of this, Wen Qing didn't react at all, she just stared blankly around her, motionless.

  A long time.

  Wen Qiang endured the pain and struggled to get up, leaning against the lamp post. After a long time, he muttered: "It turns out... I've returned to the past."

  More than a decade ago, Wen Qian graduated from junior high school and received her high school admission notice. On that day, she was so excited that she accidentally bumped into Ji Su at the classroom door while holding an ice cream cone, which unfortunately landed on her classmate's body.

  In the summer, her clothes were weak in defense, and with the piercing laughter of her classmates, Ji Su was both ashamed and annoyed, and she slapped Wen Qing's ear, crying as she ran away.

  But things didn't end there. That night, a classmate named Zhou Xiaochang, with whom he had a decent relationship, asked him out to play, but instead was lured into this alley and beaten up by Gu Wenyan and Mu Shanshan.

  Mushan Mountain, it's hard to imagine that such a tall and rough person has such a lovely name.

  The humiliation of that day and night deeply hurt the 16-year-old boy's fragile self-esteem. In the following three years of high school and four years of college, Wen Cang became even more timid and introverted, his personality becoming strange and isolated. Except for Tan Yu, he had almost no friends. If it weren't for meeting a kind girl named Liu Yan after work, Wen Cang's life could be said to have been almost ruined. Liu Yan spent three years thoroughly changing Wen Cang, so that even his former classmate Xu Yao, a girl who used to look down on him, inexplicably fell in love with him after they reunited.

  It's worth noting that when a beauty is willing to find fault with you, it means she's interested in you. Otherwise, do you think people have nothing better to do with their free time than fight? Wen Xiao naturally understood this point, but he already had Liu Yan and could only tactfully decline Xu Yao, not expecting to be ruthlessly retaliated against, insisting on beating him up thoroughly in the arena, which was an unexpected disaster.

  As I recall these past events, Wen Qing's heart rate slowly calmed down, and she gently wiped away the blood from the corner of her lips. In his previous life, Gu Wen had walked far ahead of him, first graduating from high school and getting into Tsinghua University, then returning to the provincial capital city, becoming a leader among his peers before the age of 30, and was someone that Wen Qing could only look up to but never reach.

  Even if he worked twelve times harder, he still couldn't compare with Gu Wenyan's good family background.

  Qiu Shi is the richest man in Jiangsu Province.

  Wen Qian slowly stood up, leaning against the lamppost. A shooting star streaked across the starry sky, splitting the dark night in two with its radiance, only to close again in an instant, just like this life that was as black as white, and topsy-turvy.

  Since heaven has given me a second chance, I don't care about right or wrong, black or white, in this life, all I ask for is to be carefree and content, and to satisfy my heart.

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