Rebirth and the Beautiful Soaring

When Zhou Meihua spoke, her bright eyes, gazing at the sky, were filled with hope, radiating a dreamlike glow.

Yu Fei knew, of course, that this was her true dream.

What is dream?

Some say that dreams are the foundation for success.

Some people say that dreams are the driving force to move forward bravely.

Some even say that dreams are the source of motivation.

Yu Fei wants to say that dreams are like water, nourishing young seedlings.

Dreams are seedlings that grow into strong trees.

Dreams are like trees, blooming with beautiful flowers.

Dreams are flowers that bear abundant fruit!

Every person with independent thought has some dreams they want to achieve in their lifetime.

The reason why dreams are dreams, and why they are so brilliant and beautiful, inspiring endless imagination, is because dreams are extremely difficult to realize and so far away from us.

Yu Fei is reborn. He knows that the price to realize his dream may be a lifetime of struggle, and he may not even be able to achieve it. But since God has given him a second chance, he will firmly move forward and realize the life dream he set before—to soar to great heights.

If Zhou Meihua's beautiful dreams of singing and performing are realized, then Zhou Meihua's beautiful dreams of performing and performing on stage will also be realized.

So Yu Fei encouraged him, saying, "Zhou Meihua, you sing so well. I believe your singing dream will definitely come true. One day, you will step onto that stage that belongs to you and be loved by thousands of fans."

"Thank you, I will try my best." Yu Fei's words greatly encouraged Zhou Meihua, but she still asked a question, "By the way, what do you mean by 'fans'? Do you mean music fans?"

Hearing Zhou Meihua's question, Yu Fei couldn't help but chuckle. The term "fans" as referring to star chasers, followers, or supporters seems to have come about in mainland China around 2000, while people in 1996 had no concept of the fan economy at all.

Yu Fei chuckled and explained, “Yes, you are indeed very clever. The fans here are music fans. Fans is a homonym for the English word ‘Fans.’ Fan means enthusiasts of sports, movies, etc. Nowadays, in Hong Kong, Macau, and Taiwan, many people refer to groups such as star chasers, music fans, movie fans, and sports fans as fans.”

Zhou Meihua stuck out her tongue and said, "Oh, I see. That's quite a vivid description. I never knew that before."

"It's not too late to know now." Yu Fei was surprised by her adorable tongue-out gesture, which showed that she already considered him a very close friend.

Zhou Meihua seemed to realize that sticking out her tongue was rather unseemly, and her face turned slightly red as she said, "It's not too late, but I feel that there is a big gap between us. Your spoken English is very good, isn't it? Your pronunciation sounds like that of a native speaker. How do you usually practice your spoken English?"

"Actually, my spoken English isn't very good either, but I have an aunt who is an English teacher at the best middle school in Wulin City. She can teach me spoken English. Just yesterday afternoon, she forced me to play a situational game of spoken English dialogue."

"Wow, I'm so envious of you! You even have someone to teach you spoken English. What kind of situational dialogues did you guys have yesterday? Can you tell me? I want to learn too."

“Okay, no problem, then I’ll repeat it for you.” Yu Fei nodded and began to speak in English.

Girls generally speak better English than boys, and Zhou Meihua not only speaks Mandarin well, but also has quite good spoken English.

As they climbed the mountain, the two spoke in English.

Yesterday afternoon, Fang Yi's situational dialogue covered the most practical spoken language in all aspects.

The two found their conversation quite interesting.

Zhou Meihua's motivation stemmed from a thirst for knowledge, coupled with a subtle, budding affection for the boy.

Yu Fei was enjoying the wonderful time he spent with Zhou Meihua. With Meihua by his side, everything he said was a happy occasion.

After walking along a relatively flat mountain path at the foot of the mountain, the journey begins to become steep, with cliffs on both sides of the path.

Walking on such a mountain path, there is a risk of falling off a cliff if you are not careful.

Therefore, Yu Fei suggested temporarily ending the English conversation and focusing on climbing the mountain, which was a responsible attitude towards their own and Zhou Meihua's lives.

Out of a man's innate instinct to protect women, Yu Fei let Zhou Meihua walk in front of him, so that if anything went wrong, he could immediately remedy the situation from behind.

On the other hand, when going downhill, the opposite is true: the boys walk in front, making it easier for them to protect the girls.

The two stood very close, one in front of the other. Yu Fei followed behind Zhou Meihua, constantly appreciating her beautiful figure from behind.

Although Zhou Meihua was only fifteen or sixteen years old, her figure had not yet fully developed, and the curves in those areas were not as full and rounded as in later generations, but they were already taking shape, and she was quite envious of Yu Fei.

Unfortunately, one shouldn't touch a tiger's backside, so he could only fantasize about it in his mind and of course, he couldn't put it into action.

On a summer morning, although the sun hadn't risen yet and there was a cool breeze on the mountain, climbing a mountain is a very physically demanding activity, so in no time, Zhou Meihua was drenched in sweat.

Yu Fei could easily smell the familiar scent of hormones in the other person's sweat from behind. He recalled the scene in his previous life when the two of them almost made love, but unfortunately, they were interrupted by a phone call just before the time was right.

After that, he lost the person he loved most forever.

The regrets of his past life have come to an end, and a wonderful new life is right in front of him. He will definitely seize this opportunity given to him by God so that he will no longer have any regrets.

"Ouch~!"

Suddenly, Zhou Meihua let out a cry of pain from the front.

"What's wrong?" Yu Fei asked hurriedly.

Zhou Meihua frowned slightly and shook her head, saying, "It's nothing, it's just that my finger got a cut from this leaf."

Yu Fei rushed forward to check and found that Zhou Meihua's right middle finger was indeed cut, with blood gushing out. He felt extremely distressed and without thinking, he put the bleeding middle finger in his mouth, sucked on it a few times, and then spat out the blood.

Yu Fei moved very quickly; Zhou Meihua didn't even have time to react before he finished.

At that moment, Zhou Meihua was stunned; she never expected Yu Fei to do such a thing.

In her memory, the only person who ever did that to her was her mother. When she was seven years old, she also cut her finger. Her mother put her finger in her mouth and sucked on it a few times, then said it was okay and the pain would go away soon.

His reaction and behavior were exactly the same as her mother's, but the two gave her different feelings. Her mother exuded a strong maternal love, but what about this boy? Did he admire her and feel sorry for her?

Zhou Meihua stood there, her face already flushed red without her realizing it. She didn't know whether to scold Yu Fei or simply bury her head in the sand and pretend nothing had happened...