Rebirth Must Be Happy

Chapter 74 [074] I didn’t ask you to comfort me
The sobbing in the room suddenly stopped and there was silence for a long while.

"dong dong"

Xu Jinhuan knocked twice again.

After waiting for a while, a light came on from the crack of the door, followed by the light sound of slippers dragging behind the door, and then the door was carefully opened a crack.

The light leaked out from the door, which was a bit dazzling. Xu Jinhuan squinted his eyes and dodged to the side, then took a step back and saw Song Zhiyu with her hair draped, half of her face showing through the crack of the door.

She was facing away from the light, her face was a little blurry, and she asked in a somewhat slurred voice, "What?"

Xu Jinhuan pointed to the living room and asked, "Would you like to chat?"

Song Zhiyu shook her head first, then asked, "Aren't you going to sleep?"

Xu Jinhuan pointed to his room and asked, "Didn't you hear?"

Song Zhiyu then noticed the snoring in his room and asked in surprise, "My dad?"

Xu Jinhuan smiled and nodded: "What else?"

In the shadow of the lamplight, Song Zhiyu seemed to be unable to hold back her laughter and explained, "He's probably too tired. He didn't seem to snore before... So what do you do?"

"fine."

Xu Jinhuan shook his head. "I can't sleep now anyway... Do you want to chat?"

Song Zhiyu asked: "What are you talking about?"

Xu Jinhuan didn't mention her crying, and said, "I'm pursuing a girl, and I want you to help me analyze it."

Song Zhiyu thought for a moment and said, "Then come in."

Xu Jinhuan originally wanted to go to the living room, but seeing that she made room at the door, he went in. After all, he was not worried that he would be falsely accused of doing something bad to her if he entered Song Zhiyu's room.

This room was originally unoccupied and was simply furnished. Song Zhiyu hadn't tidied it up and left her suitcase in the corner.

There was only one chair, and Xu Jinhuan pulled it and sat down without hesitation, while Song Zhiyu returned to the bed.

She was wearing a warm white short-sleeved nightgown with a strawberry pattern on it. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, her white calves exposed under the light. There were still faint traces of tears on her pure and sweet face. She looked at Xu Jinhuan, waiting for him to speak.

"Add me as a friend first. Do you have QQ or WeChat?"

Xu Jinhuan took out his cell phone, as if he wanted to ask for a long-term consultation. "This way, even if you're not at home, I can find you if anything happens."

Song Zhiyu shook her head and said, "None."

"Then I'll help you register one, and you can use it to communicate with your classmates later."

All Xu Jinhuan had to do was distract her attention. It didn't matter how to distract her, so he enthusiastically helped Song Zhiyu switch to a domestic account and registered for QQ and WeChat respectively.

The nicknames were all chosen by Song Zhiyu herself. They are the homophones of her nickname, "Zhizhi".

"Let me tell you about the situation."

After Xu Jinhuan added her as a friend, he began to give her formal "life guidance." "She's the campus belle of our school. Of course, there's no such thing as a campus belle in our school, but everyone basically agrees that she's the most beautiful girl..."

When he said this, he noticed that Song Zhiyu's expression became strange.

Xu Jinhuan asked, "What's wrong?"

"..."

Song Zhiyu was silent for a moment, then said, "This seems beyond my ability."

"what do you mean?"

Xu Jinhuan laughed out loud, "Thinking I'm not worthy of her is too difficult, isn't it?"

Song Zhiyu nodded honestly: "Yeah."

"..."

Xu Jinhuan didn't want to comfort her anymore. He took a deep breath and said, "Just listen to me first."

"Okay, you say."

Song Zhiyu stopped talking and pretended to listen attentively to the gossip. "I've liked her for a long time, but I didn't have much contact with her until a while ago..."

He briefly described his interactions with Chen Xingzhu. "Right now, everyone else basically thinks we're almost together, but actually, even calling us friends feels a bit forced. What do you think I should do next?"

Song Zhiyu looked at him strangely, clearly still unconvinced. After thinking for a moment, she asked, "Is she really that beautiful?"

Xu Jinhuan nodded: "More beautiful than you."

"I do not believe."

Song Zhiyu glanced at him, seemingly unconvinced, "Do you have a photo of her?"

"No."

Xu Jinhuan smiled and said, "I'll introduce you to each other someday. You'll know when we meet."

Song Zhiyu didn't dwell on this question. After thinking for a moment, she asked, "Is she indifferent to everyone?"

"Correct."

Xu Jinhuan finally said what he really wanted to say, "I just found out the reason recently. It may be related to her family background."

Song Zhiyu was a little curious: "What?"

"When she was very young, her parents divorced."

Xu Jinhuan spoke calmly, seemingly oblivious to the sensitive nature of the topic for Song Zhiyu. "She lives with her mother, who remarried. Her stepfather is an old classmate of her biological parents, and he's been quite nice to her."

Song Zhiyu nodded and asked, "Isn't that great?"

"She has a younger sister."

Xu Jinhuan said, "She's the daughter of her stepfather and his ex-wife. She's not related to her by blood, so she's just her stepsister..."

Song Zhiyu said: "I understand, then what?"

Xu Jinhuan asked, "Have you seen Home With Kids?"

"No."

Song Zhiyu shook her head. "What are you talking about?"

"Home with Kids" is a sitcom. Simply put, it's about a reconstituted family. The stepmother treats her two unrelated children very well, but is relatively harsh on her own biological child and tends to neglect him..."

Xu Jinhuan was just looking for her to chat, so after chatting for a while, he got back to business: "Chen Xingzhu encountered the same situation. Her mother probably thought that she was her biological daughter, so she didn't care much about her and was more doting on her sister.

"That sister has a lot of complaints against Chen Xingzhu, and she's always looking for trouble. Every time her mother sides with her sister, Chen Xingzhu feels a little hurt..."

Xu Jinhuan recounted these events, citing several examples, and then said, "Perhaps because of this, she has a rather aloof personality. She doesn't like to interact with her classmates, and she doesn't talk to me much either."

After hearing this, Song Zhiyu was silent for a long while. Her beautiful large almond-shaped eyes looked at Xu Jinhuan, clear and pure. She blinked a few times before asking, "Did you say this on purpose?"

"what?"

Xu Jinhuan pretended to be stupid, "I must have done it on purpose. If I don't explain clearly, how can you help me..."

"I know what you mean."

Song Zhiyu shook her head, turned sideways and put her feet on the bed, bent her legs and hugged her knees, rested her chin on her knees, and was silent for a few seconds.

Her nightgown was long, and her legs were bent. The hem of the skirt covered her calves, leaving only her feet exposed. In the light, they looked white, tender, crystal clear, round and cute.

"They are still so young, they will definitely get married again in the future,"

She exhaled lightly and said in a quiet voice, "I have never thought about staying with them again. No matter who I am with, that is not my home anymore. I don't have a home anymore."

Xu Jinhuan smiled and said, "It's okay, I'll give you half."

Song Zhiyu glanced over at him. She was younger, with traces of tears on her innocent and beautiful face. Underneath her melancholy and sadness, she had a kind of lovable fragility. She asked softly, "Do you think I'm pretending to be like this today?"

Xu Jinhuan laughed and said, "I didn't feel it during the day, but I feel a little now."

Song Zhiyu was stunned for a moment before she understood what he meant. She seemed a little embarrassed and annoyed. She turned her head away and said in a somewhat angry tone, "I didn't ask you to comfort me."

(End of this chapter)