After rebirth, I gave up Bai Yueguang

Su Jing leaned her head lightly on Jiang Yi's shoulder, her hair gently tickling his neck, bringing waves of indescribable itchiness, and the faint smell of shampoo penetrated her nose, smelling pleasant.

Mint? Rose? He couldn't tell. It was a little cool, a little sweet. Like a cold drink, but it gave him a tinge of heat.

The girl's gentle breath sprayed on his neck, soft and warm, like a series of tiny electric currents, pricking him and making him feel numb. The tingling sensation quickly spread throughout his body. Finally, Jiang Yi felt that even his bones began to itch.

Holding the two soft lumps, his arms involuntarily tightened, making the two lumps stick closer. He couldn't explain what he felt, but he just wanted to hold her tighter, harder, wishing he could embed her entire body into his.

Sure enough, they were right, she was... very big. Jiang Yi felt his throat was a little dry and swallowed.

What's the unit of measurement for a girl's private parts? Is it a "cup"? C or D? How can she be so big with such a thin waist and such a skinny body? And her butt is also big, round, and beautifully shaped. Or... a thought flashed through Jiang Yi's mind, and he quietly applied a little pressure with his fingers, his heart pounding.

Young Master Jiang was holding the patient, his mind racing. Suddenly, he heard the doctor say, "Hey, relax, relax. What are you thinking about? Relax, you're bleeding again!"

He shuddered, quickly cut the wires in his head, and relaxed his arms.

The doctor squinted at him and said in a teasing tone, "Young man, what are you thinking about?"

Jiang Yi's face flushed all the way to his neck, and he turned his head away, not daring to say a word. But the scent of hair became even more distinct. No, this was only going to make his mind wander. He raised his head again, took a deep breath, and focused his attention as he watched the doctor sew.

This half hour was probably the longest time that Mr. Jiang had ever experienced in his life, except for when he was taking exams and writing essays.

"Ouch!" The unconscious person in his arms suddenly cried out, startling Jiang Yi, who was watching the operation attentively. He hurriedly asked, "What happened?"

The person in his arms made no more sound.

"It's okay. The cut was a little deep. I put two stitches in there. It must be painful." The doctor said calmly, "But if it hurts, you'll wake up soon. It's not a big deal. It might leave a scar."

"Then why isn't she awake?"

"It's normal to sleep for a few days after bleeding so much and being scared."

Jiang Yi couldn't help laughing: "Pfft."

The doctor looked up at him and asked, "Is this funny?"

"No, doctor, you know, she was already injured when I met her, hahahaha." He laughed a few times before continuing, "The key point is, she was injured and still chasing the person who robbed her. How could you say she was scared?!"

The doctor laughed when he heard what he said, and then said, "This girl is really brave. The stitches have penetrated her shoulder blade, but she still chased after him. She's really amazing!"

At this time, a nurse outside was calling out, "Doctor Yang, are you done there?"

Doctor Yang responded and said it would be fine soon, then he stopped talking to Jiang Yi and continued to sew up the last wound.

After tying the knot and cutting it, Dr. Yang said, "Okay, send her home."

"What? Just go home and don't stay in the hospital for two days? The person hasn't woken up yet." Jiang Yi was a little worried.

"It's okay, it's just that the bleeding is a little more. Go home and eat well and sleep well, it will be fine in a week. You are a classmate who has to fight off robbers, you are not that fragile." Doctor Yang said in a light tone, it seems that it is really nothing serious.

"Oh, okay, then let's wait for her parents to come. They should be here soon." Jiang Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, her bag is over there, remember to take it for her." Dr. Yang pointed to the end of the treatment bed. Jiang Yi looked over and saw a white bag on the white bed. If he didn't say anything, it would be difficult to notice.

The rain outside was much lighter than when they came to the hospital, but Su Jing's parents had not arrived yet, probably because it was difficult to get a taxi.

Su Jing was placed in the observation room, now alone. Jiang Yi sat down beside her bed and held her hand, small and soft, yet icy cold. He carefully reached under the quilt and fumbled to straighten her skirt, pulling out the cut left strap and tying it together. Only when it was barely in place did he feel relieved.

But when a person has nothing to do, their mind starts to get busy. Jiang Yi raised his hand to his eyes in a daze, looking at the finger that had just touched Su Jing's body. It felt so magical. The fingertip felt numb as if it had been electrocuted. Even after leaving her body for a while, it was still numb.

He looked at the bed again, and for a moment he didn't know whether the yellow quilt had been taken away or his eyes suddenly had the ability to see through things. He saw a white, exquisite body.

The person on the bed slept peacefully, while the person beside him tossed and turned in the turbulent sea. The images from the VCD flickered before his eyes. Young Master Jiang felt as if a warm current was flowing somewhere.

"Doctor, doctor, there's a little girl who was robbed just now. Where is she?" A woman's anxious question startled Mr. Jiang, who was lost in thought. He hurried to the door and shouted, "Auntie, here she is."

Mother Su saw him and walked over quickly, asking as she walked: "Where is Su Jing injured? Is it serious?"

"The doctor said it's not serious, just a trauma. I might have to sleep for a few days."

"How much is the medical bill? I'll give it to you."

"A little over a hundred yuan." Jiang Yi handed the receipt to Mother Su. Mother Su gave him the money. He said, "You go in and keep watch. I'll call the nurse to help you dress her."

After the nurse arrived, Jiang Yi ran out to call a taxi.

The rain got heavier again. When they arrived at Su Jing's house, the water had already reached his ankles. Su's mother held an umbrella and carried Su Jing upstairs. Su's father was also waiting in the living room.

The rain continued for ten days that day. That year, their city experienced a flood that had not occurred in a century.

During those ten days, Su Jing rarely woke up, sleeping the entire time except for going to the bathroom and eating. Later, Su Jing learned about the flood that year from newspapers and friends. It was said that armed police were rowing boats downtown to rescue people.

Jiang Yi's arms were so tired that he couldn't even pick up food the next day. The pain lasted for a whole week before he recovered.

Su Jing had no recollection of what happened after she was injured. The only memory she had before she fainted from the pain was the thunderclap.

After returning home, Jiang Yi slept soundly all day. Because of the urban flooding, he also stayed at home for a week without going out.

But during that week, Jiang Yi had similar dreams almost every day.

Dreams are always so real yet out of reach. That figure is so clear in the dream, with long hair like a waterfall, exuding a faint fragrance, and body temperature is so real that it is transmitted through the dream.

Sometimes, it was the tall girl with a high ponytail who walked in front of him, swaying like a cat, and the girl turned around and smiled at him, extending her hand. But when he reached out to hold the girl, just as he was about to touch her fingers, the dream woke him up.

The two lumps pressed tightly against his chest, and the soft touch made his heart beat uncontrollably. He woke up several times and found a map drawn on his bed without knowing when.

Jiang Yi didn't understand. He'd never felt anything for Su Jing, and often didn't even see her as any different from his other brothers. But lately, what had happened to him? From starting to notice Su Jing, to worrying about her, to now having those unspeakable dreams, what was wrong with him?

Was it because of puberty? Was it because of watching porn? Or was it because Zhou Heng told him about the feeling of their first tongue contact?

Jiang Yi was very surprised to see his father come home during dinner. His parents were busy with work, so he usually stayed at his grandmother's house. He was happiest when his parents were together.

But today, he came back to discuss his future plans. His words were filled with anticipation and plans, yet his tone left no room for doubt. But Jiang Yi was displeased. He didn't care where he went to study; he would eventually take over his father's business. But he hated his father's commanding tone, the way he spoke to his superiors.

When Grandpa Deng first drew the circle, Chiang Kai-shek resigned from his job and moved to the Special Administrative Region. Within a few years, he had achieved some success and returned to his hometown. He started by taking over a failing guesthouse and now owns several three-star hotels. This year, he's preparing to build the city's first five-star hotel. He planned to directly manage the new hotel when his son returned from Germany, mentoring him for a few years before handing it over entirely to him.

All Jiang Yi wanted was for his parents to come home and chat with him, tell him interesting things about their work, or listen to him talk about school, and care about what he wants, instead of scolding him and giving him a lot of money.

But every time, every time he saw his parents' smiling faces, he would be hit on the head with a stick. Why? Wasn't he their biological son?

Really not wanting to argue with them, Jiang Yi ate a few bites of food and got up to go back to his room.

After lying on the bed for a while, Jiang Yi suddenly jumped up, rushed to the door, opened it, and shouted to his parents outside, "Anyway, I don't care. I'm not going to a tourism school, nor am I going to Germany. I want to go to high school. It doesn't matter where I pay. You go to No. 9 Middle School to pay."

Then, with a bang, he slammed the door shut again.

Jiang's father and mother were speechless for a moment. They had no idea what was wrong with their son.

In fact, Young Master Jiang didn't know why he suddenly came up with such an idea. Maybe he would feel comfortable as long as he did the opposite of his parents.

The two looked at each other for a long time. Father Jiang took a deep breath and sighed deeply. He could only signal his wife with an impatient look on his face to ask his son what was going on.

Mother Jiang knocked on the door for a long time, but her son didn't open it for her. She had no choice but to take the key and open the door herself.

Two hours later, Jiang's mother came out with a helpless look on her face and said to her husband, "Your son said he wants to go to No. 9 Middle School and take the college entrance examination on his own."

"Him?!" Father Jiang's expression was one of disbelief and disdain.

Dad put down his chopsticks, frowned at Jiang Yi's door, and spoke with a hint of unquestionable authority: "What does he know? Doesn't he know what his grades are like? He spent money to go to an ordinary high school for three years, learned nothing, and just had girls chasing him. Don't I know my own son? He wants to make his own decisions without knowing anything. How self-righteous! I'm doing this for his own good, for his future."

Mother Jiang looked at her husband, then at her son's room, and said softly, "But shouldn't we listen to his ideas? He's not a child anymore." Father Jiang snorted coldly, "His ideas? All he wants now is to play. He doesn't know how to do anything. He's living too comfortably. When I was his age, I was already working and supporting the family. What else does he want now?"

He didn't want to hear what Father Jiang was saying outside. It was always the same old things, never changing anything new. Jiang Yi buried his head in the pillow and fell asleep without knowing when.