After rebirth, I gave up Bai Yueguang

On the last weekend before school started, Su Jing woke up in the morning and started cleaning her room and washing clothes and sheets. The sun was shining brightly, so she took out everything that could be dried in the sun. She had been busy studying and making money all summer and hadn't cleaned the house seriously.

By the time she was done cleaning up, it was already 8 p.m. Su Jing cooked some instant noodles, fried an egg, and simmered a few cabbage leaves. It was a good source of protein and fiber. Afterward, she planned to rest and shower later.

In the shared bathroom, where families were rushing to bathe their children, she didn't want to join the hustle and bustle. She leaned back on the sofa with a book, reading as she waited, intending to shower once she could no longer hear the children. However, she fell asleep after only a few pages.

When she woke up to a cool breeze, she checked the time and saw it was already past eleven. Luckily, tomorrow was Sunday, so she didn't have to get up early. Su Jing felt good. She had finished everything in one go today, so she could have a good rest tomorrow and officially start classes the day after tomorrow.

Su Jing took a tray, put her toiletries and keys on it, put a towel around her neck, and prepared to take a shower. No one would urge her to take a shower at this time.

As she opened the door, a cool breeze blew in, carrying bits of trash and leaves into her room. Su Jing shuddered, glanced at the scraps that had slipped into her house, and decided to go back and clean them up after washing them. She closed the door and looked up at the sky. There were no stars or moon, and she wondered if they had appeared today.

Is the weather going to change? It was so sunny this afternoon, is it going to rain now? I need to hurry up, or I'll be in trouble if I get caught in the rain right after showering.

As she thought about it, she quickened her pace and walked towards the bathroom across the room.

In the 1960s and 1970s, these old courtyards lacked toilets or bathrooms. The toilet was a hundred meters away. This so-called bathroom was actually a separate room in the corner of the courtyard that everyone pooled their money to build after running water was installed. Initially, it was locked to prevent outsiders from stealing water. Later, a storage water heater was installed, specifically for everyone to use for bathing.

The bathroom door had a lock, but the women in the yard would bring their own padlock to lock it from the inside. Even though the door would fall apart if you stepped on it, having a lock on it made me feel more secure.

Su Jing walked to the bathroom door and knocked a few times. There was no sound. After making sure that there was no one there, she pushed the door open and went in.

At this time, the man who had pimped his wife had just returned from sending a "customer." Seeing her in a floral dress, carrying a basin, stepping into the bathroom, Shi Dawei paused, slowly folded his arms over his chest, and stared at her back with a lewd look. He even put a finger in his mouth and bit it, followed by a hissing sound. Then he let out a long breath, looked at the bathroom door, and walked into his own house, looking back every few steps.

The lights in the other three houses in the yard were off. Only Su Jing's room and Shi Dawei's were still on. The wind was getting stronger, and the starless sky could feel layers of dark clouds pressing down. The air was hot and stuffy, and it looked like it would rain soon.

The bathroom door had mottled red paint on its planks, and there were cracks all over it. It was sealed shut with a plastic bag wrapped in cardboard, so you couldn't see inside through the crack. The wind was making a whistling noise, and the plastic bag nailed to it was also making a puffing sound.

The wind blew in through the crack in the door, making her feet feel cold. Su Jing shrugged, put the basin in place, and began to undress. She missed the bathtub in her previous life very much.

As soon as she took off her skirt, a bright white light flashed under the door, followed by a thunderclap that seemed to strike the courtyard door. The thunderclap made Su Jingqing's legs go weak. She closed her eyes, hugged her head, and curled up into a ball. She silently said to herself, "Don't let anything weird happen again, don't let anything weird happen again..."

Jiang Yi wasn't home today. He was playing billiards with Lin Jiajun in the billiard room. The billiard room wasn't far from Carp Village, so it was considered Lin Jiajun's place to hang out. He wasn't too keen on going out drinking with those guys right now; he'd been spending most of his summer vacation there.

Heavy rain followed the thunder and poured down. In just a few minutes, the ground had become a rushing river.

The rain was almost as heavy as the day she was kidnapped. Jiang Yi hunched over the pool table, setting up his cue. Hearing the crack of thunder, he looked out the window and naturally thought of the day Su Jing was kidnapped.

"Bang!" Jiang Yi hit the ball out. The ball spun half a circle, swayed left and right at the pocket, but didn't go in. "Tsk." He snorted and sat down next to him.

"This rain is going to keep coming. Just stay calm and play with me until dawn." Lin Jiajun stood up, smiling, picked up his club, and observed the players around the table. Jiang Yi had already lost him several thousand yuan in the past two months, and he was happy to keep playing.

"Go ahead, go ahead. It's the last day," Jiang Yi said in a long drawl, leaning back in his chair with his hands on the back of his head. "Sleep at home tomorrow, and school starts the day after tomorrow."

"Bang!" Lin Jiajun scored the shot, turned to the other side, and spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth. "Is school starting soon? Why do I feel like you just got off vacation?"

"I also feel like we just had our holiday," Jiang Yi curled his lips, "Damn, why is school starting again?" He reached out and took the cigarette box, took out a cigarette, put it to his lips, hesitated for a moment, didn't light it, and put it back on the table.

"Bang," Lin Jiajun scored another shot and snapped his fingers at Jiang Yi, "Yeah, Master, you're going to lose money."

"Lose, lose." Jiang Yi said lazily, and suddenly became absent-minded.

For two whole months, he and Su Jing had no contact. Several times, he deliberately went to her neighborhood for late-night snacks, but she never came home. At that time, pagers cost thousands of yuan, and if the person you wanted to find didn't have a home phone, you had to go to where they were.

He also went to a few nightclubs where he thought he might encounter them, but he never saw Su Jing and her group perform. Either it wasn't Su Jing and her group, or they simply didn't have a fashion show.

He felt that he hadn't specifically gone looking for Su Jing, but he was genuinely disappointed when he didn't meet her. What kind of strange mentality was this?

"Oh no!" Lin Jiajun cried out with regret. The last ball didn't go in.

Jiang Yi stood up and walked slowly to the table. "My money is not that easy to win." He turned around and lay down to set up the pole.

The ball wasn't in the right position, far and tricky. He tried several different positions, but each was just a little off. He stood up, rubbed the club head with powder, and slowly walked around the table.

After turning around a circle and a half, he seemed to have found a suitable position. Jiang Yi put down the color powder, slowly bent down, put his right foot on the ground, raised his left foot, and placed it on the table. He stretched out his left hand, supporting the table with his thumb and curling his index finger, assuming a cueing position.

Jiang Yi tried his best to lie on the table, but it seemed that the distance was still a little short. He straightened his back slightly and stared at the two balls again.

He leaned forward again, his left hand thrusting forward a little further. His shirt, tucked into his trousers, was pulled out with the movement, revealing half of his lean waist. His chin was almost touching the pool table, his neck stretched so straight that the distinct curve of his Adam's apple could be seen.

His legs were stretched straight, on tiptoe, with only the tips of his toes touching the ground. His legs were already quite long, and they looked even longer. His upper body, crouched on the pool table, was already touching the surface with his waist.

Lin Jiajun stood behind him to the right. From his angle, he could see Jiang Yi bent at a 90-degree angle, his graceful neck, slender waist and perky hips. One leg was raised high on the table, while the other leg was straight and slender, supporting his body. He was in a position with his backside wide open. It was a bit unsightly, but also tempting.

A strange heat rose from his body. Lin Jiajun took a deep breath and exhaled. He didn't understand what was going on. He just felt that this guy was so damn good-looking. His waist, butt, and long legs were even better looking than a woman's!

Boom… Another thunderclap, shaking Jiang Yi, who had just hit a shot. He quickly focused on the ball that had been knocked out, but it didn't go where he wanted, bouncing off two sides and going in the opposite direction. The speed slowed down little by little until it was at the farthest point, the pocket in the opposite corner, slower and slower…

Jiang Yi was anxious, and he half-knelt down to stare at the ball. Lin Jiajun also took two steps forward and half-knelt with him, staring at the ball that was about to go in. Neither of them dared to breathe.

One is afraid of blowing the ball in, and the other is afraid of blowing the ball crookedly and not being able to go in.

The ball rolled very slowly at the mouth of the pocket. The two men almost held their breath, looking at the ball. Then, with a dull sound, the ball finally went in.

"Hmm..." Jiang Yi let out a long sigh, sat down on the ground, and his shoulders slumped. "Hahaha..." Then he started laughing.

After laughing a few times, he looked up and winked happily at Lin Jiajun, "It's even, no money to collect!"

Lin Jiajun stretched out his hand, and Jiang Yi took his hand and stood up. His mood, which had been a little dull just now, became better.

The rain was still falling, but the wind and rain had changed direction and were drifting in through their window. Lin Jiajun asked him to sit in the office, but as soon as he entered, Jiang Yi heard the sound of the rain outside getting louder and crackling. It must be hail again.

"Are you hungry?" Lin Jiajun glanced at the clock on the wall. It was almost twelve o'clock, so he asked Jiang Yi.

"Hungry..." Jiang Yi was distracted again, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Hey..." Lin Jiajun pushed him, "If you're hungry, I'll ask the waiter to make some noodles."

Jiang Yi let him push him, and suddenly something came to mind: the girl's tear-filled eyes, pale skin, and wet thin dress in the lightning...

The scene from the previous rainy night seemed to be right before my eyes. Also, all the scenes I had dreamed of so many times because of that rainy night were right before my eyes.

When I helped her move, I saw the loose door and the drafty windows. Did I help her reinforce them? I can't remember. Would the wind blow the windows away? Would the rain flood the house?

No, no, Jiang Yi suddenly stood up and walked out.