Can following the rules be called rebirth?

Chapter 115, Section 113: Schrödinger's Sense of Boundaries

Please give me your advice.

Zhou Mingyuan did as instructed, extending his right hand and gently grasping the short-haired girl's cool, soft hand.

Looking out from the window of Building A2 in Shanshui Huating, one can vaguely see the outline of the Twin Towers in the distance, surrounded by clouds, and the Nanhu Avenue is brightly lit at night.

If there were eyes in the clouds, the high-rise residential buildings would appear to be submerged in the deep sea.

The most beautiful sight at sea level is the image of young men and women holding hands tightly.

"That's enough time."

The polite time for a handshake has long passed.

Li Zhi spoke softly, just in time to meet Zhou Mingyuan's bright gaze.

She was momentarily stunned.

The young man had a frank and open smile on his face. He had specially worn a dark short-sleeved shirt and loose-fitting dark green shorts today to help her move.

There was still visible dust on the sleeves of the shirt.

Your hands are a little cold.

He was very tall with a long neck, and looked like he couldn't understand what she was saying, responding with his eyes squinted.

"Help you keep warm."

As if genuinely out of kindness, Zhou Mingyuan naturally covered her with his other hand and wrapped it around her.

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Li Zhi remained motionless for several seconds before forcefully pulling her right hand back, taking a few steps back, and glaring at the shameless young man in front of her.

"Need not!"

She turned around and walked towards the packed luggage in the corner of the living room.

Moving is a hassle, especially for girls.

During the subsequent packing time, Zhou Mingyuan was also busy. Together with Li Zhi, he unpacked the packages of different sizes, broke them down into smaller parts, and helped carry them into the bedroom.

"Hello~"

The short-haired girl had just finished setting up her Bowers & Wilkins speaker when she noticed Zhou Mingyuan peeking in through the door. She felt both annoyed and amused.

"That's Weiwei's bedroom, please don't look around like that, okay?"

Perhaps because she was in her comfort zone, Li Zhi put her hands on her hips and spoke with a touch of the intimacy of a girl next door.

Especially her "Hey" just now, with its distinctive Cantonese accent, soft at the end, sounded like it was mixed with lychee honey, or like she was being coquettish.

"Double standards."

Zhou Mingyuan seemed completely unashamed, shrugging as he retorted, "Isn't that just double standards?"

"I can come and go as I please in your room, but I can't even look into her bedroom?"

"It just doesn't work!"

Li Zhi straightened her face and said seriously, "Don't you have any sense of boundaries? A girl's bedroom is a private space. Staring at her is very impolite."

"Besides, what's the point of comparing them? You're not that close to Vivi."

As the short-haired girl spoke, she narrowed her eyes, closed the distance, and scrutinized him closely with her gaze.

"Yes."

Zhou Mingyuan was taken aback and didn't continue joking about the topic.

"If you're bored, just bear with it for now. I'll put on a song first."

Li Zhi let out a long breath, pressed the power button on the speaker, and turned her head: "What do you want to hear?"

"up to you."

Zhou Mingyuan stood beside her with his arms crossed, his head slightly lowered, and unzipped one of his shoulder bags.

Thus, summer nights were accompanied by crisp piano music and Eason's magical voice.

Cleaning up the trash on the day of moving

The home is like a battlefield!

A song that perfectly captures the feeling of moving at this moment, with lyrics that capture the lingering joy of youth.

— "Cantonese Fragments"

"Unintentionally discovered that day"

Wearing summer shirts back to school

Strangely, it was the tomato sauce stains.

seeping through the shirt fabric

Extremely careless
Why is that?

With the man and woman working together, they quickly unpacked the package while listening to the song on repeat, leaving only the woman's underwear untouched and a few other odds and ends in the living room.

After getting everything sorted out, Li Zhi hummed a melody as she sat back down in her chair, appearing to be in a very good mood.

"The remaining two bags are clothes, I can sort them out myself slowly."

"I can help you too."

Zhou Mingyuan opened the empty wardrobe, eager to try it out.

"Dream on you!"

The short-haired girl glanced at him sideways, pursed her lips, and had become basically immune to his flirtatious words.

"Let's go, just move that small stack from the living room over here."

The two of them, one after the other, moved the books from the living room to the desk.

"The Left Ear, My Sunshine, and Rush to the Dead Summer."

Besides a large stack of thick law books, Li Zhi's luggage also contained many romance novels.

These days, I didn't expect Xiaolizhi to have such a complete collection of popular female romance novels.

It's not just about reading; top romance authors like Gu Man, Rao Xueman, Qi Jinnian, and Le Xiaomi also have signed bookmarks when you open their books.

As Zhou Mingyuan organized the books, he deliberately read out the titles with a broad smile.

"Why are there so many melodramatic youth literature stories? Hahaha, I didn't expect you to like this kind of thing!"

"What's going on? Are you saying goodbye to Weiwei?"

The man grinned, tapped the brand-new cover of the book with his fingertip, and squinted his eyes.

That's Annie Baby's latest masterpiece—"Farewell Vivian".

"What are you doing!" Li Zhi blushed as her little secret was discovered, and she tugged at his clothes as they returned to the living room.

"Alright, alright, I'll clean it up myself. Don't look anymore!"

"What's wrong with reading romance novels?"

"Don't you boys read online novels?"

"You've crossed the river and then destroyed the bridge; this is exactly what you mean by crossing the river and then destroying the bridge."

Zhou Mingyuan laughed even louder.

"You were silent when I was helping you pack your luggage, but now that it's finished, you're kicking me out, talking about boundaries."

"Shut up!"

Li Zhi glared at him fiercely, biting her lip, unsure how to retort.

The two sat back down on the sofa. The living room window was mostly open, and a gentle evening breeze was blowing in.

She had indeed read many romance novels, more than Zhou Mingyuan had discovered.

Of all the books Li Zhi has read over the years, her favorite content is the interaction between men and women described by the authors.

Despite going back and forth, they can't escape the same few routines.

But these tricks are surprisingly popular.

So, Li Zhi rolled up her sleeves, tucked the stray hairs behind her ears, turned to the side, folded her legs together into the sofa, and asked him:

How tall are you?

To wear shoes or not to wear shoes?

"Of course I'll wear shoes."

"183."

Li Zhi hummed in agreement, her gaze lingering on his hand, and following the script, whispered, "No wonder your hands are big too."

Unexpectedly, Zhou Mingyuan obediently stretched out his right hand, spreading his five fingers: "Is it big? Let's compare."

The man's eyes seemed to be smiling, and the corners of his mouth curved like the moon, waiting for a response in the warm light of the living room.

dog man!
He turned the tables so quickly, does he also know these things?
So next.
Li Zhi reached out halfway, but then reluctantly pulled away, instead gently tugging at his hair and whispering in his ear.

"I won't compare myself to you."

A fragrant breeze wafted into the man's left ear, warming his breath.

Despite her failed attempt at seduction, the atmosphere had unknowingly become incredibly ambiguous. She turned slightly to the side, resting her elbow on the back of the sofa.

"Hello~"

It was the same soft accent again, which Li Zhi habitually dragged out.

"Ok?"

"Want to grab a late-night snack?"

Li Zhi blinked, but didn't hear the response she expected.

Zhou Mingyuan rubbed the hair she had pulled, then, remembering something, uttered a sentence after a long pause.

"Sure, but I've already promised my roommate that they'd help out by doing the hard work. I'll treat everyone to internet access and food later."

"So we have to be together with everyone."

"what?"

The short-haired girl was taken aback.

"Then I'd better not go."

The atmosphere was like a balloon being popped.

Zhou Mingyuan nodded, then muttered, "Hey, actually, I'm the same as you. During my internship at the court, I didn't have military training, so I wasn't very close to my roommates."

"Fortunately, we've gotten to know each other a bit better lately by drinking and eating barbecue together, and then going to internet cafes to play games. That's why I felt comfortable asking them for help."

"I see."

Li Zhi moved away from the man, lowered her eyes, and took out her phone to swipe randomly.

The neon lights outside the window flickered on and off. Zhou Mingyuan stretched out his arm, unscrewed the sparkling water on the coffee table, and gulped down a big mouthful.

"When are you going?"

The short-haired girl suddenly asked.

"I can probably sit with you for another ten minutes."

Zhou Mingyuan smiled and found an adjective: "I can listen to this song three times."

"Then, change your clothes and give them to me."

"what?"

"Your sleeves are dirty, let me wash them for you, otherwise it won't look good when you have dinner with your friends later."

From the man's perspective, he could see her eyes were sparkling, and the cool summer night breeze was blowing against the girl's face.

Her short hair was loose and flowing, and her delicate cheeks were flushed.

"Have you no shame? Go change in the back room!"

Li Zhi pursed her lips, her voice filled with anger, and slapped Zhou Mingyuan to the spot.

"Bye~"

Ten minutes later, Zhou Mingyuan's sleeves were clean again. He waved to Li Zhi and turned to walk into the stairwell.

In the evening breeze, he lowered his head, lit a cigarette, and walked towards the exit of the residential area, a tiny firefly hanging from his fingertip.

In a fifth-floor apartment, the large living room was dark.

The short-haired girl stood blankly by the window, watching the fireflies flicker and fade into the distance.

After the man disappeared, Li Zhi returned to her room alone and spent another ten minutes tidying up the wardrobe. Everything was settled.

My stomach started growling.

After thinking for a moment, she simply took out her phone and sent a message to her best friend inviting her to dinner.

[Honey! I'm already eating!]

Gu Caiwei replied to the message very quickly.

Zhou Mingyuan and his friends came to Beiyuan for barbecue and just happened to be passing by when they asked if I wanted to join them.

(End of this chapter)