Reborn in the 90s, tearing apart scumbag men for the sake of women.

I had originally planned to wash it clean before returning it to him, but now it seems unnecessary.

Song Lingge angrily threw the handkerchief—no, the rag—at the other end.

I didn't want to talk to this person anymore, but if it weren't for his note, I would have been utterly humiliated today.

Even at our advanced age, the concept of face is still very important.

So after thinking for a moment, he handed over another note.

Why should you help me?

Unexpectedly, Qiao Nansheng crumpled the note into a ball, stuffed it into his desk, and then ignored Song Lingge completely.

Oh my god! Song Lingge really wanted to swear.

Is this person alright? We danced together the night before, and the next morning they just ignored me when I greeted them.

If you ignore him, fine, but then he comes to your rescue.

......

Song Lingge could only marvel at the incredible diversity of life.

In her past life, Song Lingge was beautiful, had good grades, and came from a well-off family. Logically, a girl like that would be very popular, but she was an exception.

On the one hand, it was because of Fang Guanghua that she had no luck with men.

On the other hand, she also had her own reasons.

College students in the 1990s were not so focused on appearance; they valued comprehensive abilities more. People with good grades, good interpersonal relationships, who stood out in various activities and showcased their personal charm were more popular.

Fang Guanghua is such a person. Although he is of average appearance, he is tactful, enthusiastic about participating in various on-campus and off-campus activities, and is intelligent and has some talent, so he is quite popular.

Song Lingge, on the other hand, would have been almost invisible at school if it weren't for Fang Guanghua's pursuit.

Song Lingge's poised and confident demeanor today showed her classmates a different side of her.

It was just a small statement, yet it changed the opinions of some classmates. If she could become outstanding, how could she not crush Fang Guanghua into the mud?

Song Lingge began to think that perhaps she could take revenge on Fang Guanghua from another angle.

That is to take away everything he cares about and values.

Fang Guanghua committed murder, so she would destroy his spirit.

Nobody will have an easy time.

Song Lingge took out a notebook and started writing and drawing. Anyone who didn't know her would think she was very serious, but in fact she was drawing a timeline.

Use her not-so-good brain to think carefully about what happened in those years.

Song Lingge doesn't have any special abilities or cheat codes, but she has one advantage—extremely strong execution skills.

Whether it will succeed is hard to say. But if we don't do it, it definitely won't succeed.

Soon, Song Lingge recalled several events.

Seeing the densely packed words on the paper, she felt a surge of energy, as if she were about to accomplish something great.

However, after class I need to hurry and buy a notebook with a lock or password, because I can't let anyone else find these things.

That's good. Being older has its advantages; it allows for more comprehensive thinking.

Song Lingge always kept in mind the saying: details determine success or failure.

In the 1990s, there was no concept of the National Day Golden Week, and the way of celebrating varied from place to place.

Song Lingge remembers that shortly after the start of the school year, there was a special event to celebrate National Day. It seems that a "I Love My Motherland Recitation Competition" was held that year.

Fang Guanghua won first place in this event, which not only brought him honor but also a considerable prize money.

This victory also garnered the attention of school leaders.

This can truly be described as killing two birds with one stone.

This event, however, became the starting point of Song Lingge's tragic life.

Fang Guanghua spent all his prize money to set up a confession point downstairs in the dormitory building and confessed his love to everyone there.

Amidst the cheers and jeers of the crowd, Song Lingge accepted Fang Guanghua's proposal and officially became his girlfriend.

Of course, Fang Guanghua said that he had spent all the prize money.

Looking back now, Song Lingge realizes that she was too easily fooled by her love-struck mind, believing everything he said.

A bouquet of only nine red roses, a heart shape made of dozens of candles, and a jumble of balloons. Could that really be enough to spend all the prize money?

Song Lingge rubbed her temples, unable to think about it, really unable to think about it.

Just thinking about it gives me a headache; I really want to kill my past self.

Fortunately, I was given a second chance at life, so I can still make amends.

So, the first blow to Fang Guanghua was winning the recitation competition.

~

The country officially implemented a two-day weekend system that year.

In her past life, Song Lingge rarely went home on weekends because she was in a relationship.

Now she has decided to go home more often to see her parents.

Take bus 429 and then transfer to bus 748 to get home.

Song Lingge was surprised to find that Qiao Nansheng was also in the car.

In my past life, I was truly oblivious to everything around me, only focused on being in love!

Such a handsome guy, walking the same way as me, and I never even noticed.

However, Song Lingge still remembered the grudge from a few days ago and had no intention of trying to win him over.

Not to mention Qiao Nansheng, whose face always seemed to say "keep away."

Song Lingge noticed that apart from the boy who danced with Li Meimei at the freshman party, Qiao Nansheng rarely interacted with others.

Looking at it this way, Qiao Nansheng does resemble Song Lingge from her previous life.

By the way, that boy's name is Jing Chu. I heard it's his birthplace, so he got that name.

No wonder he was the only one who got along well with Qiao Nansheng, because Qiao Nansheng's name seemed to be derived from the fact that he was born in the south.

Haha, Song Lingge couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Fortunately, there weren't many people on bus 429, but Song Lingge still felt a gaze fall on her.

However, switching to bus route 748 was not so lucky; it was overcrowded.

September is not yet the crisp autumn air; it's still the season of lingering summer heat.

The moment Song Lingge squeezed onto bus 748, she regretted going home.

Back then, there were no rules governing buses; they carried not only people, but also chickens, ducks, and all sorts of other animals.

She was petite and delicate, and was jostled about by the crowd, sweating profusely.

Taking the bus in the summer is truly a form of punishment in the new era.

Suddenly, Song Lingge felt that her living space had expanded a little bit, and she was no longer being squeezed by others.

Turning my head, I realized that Qiao Nansheng was also in the car.

At some point, Qiao Nansheng moved over and used his arms to create a small safe space for her.

This is what an angel is, a savior.

It seems this young man is cold on the outside but warm on the inside.

Song Lingge secretly forgave Mop Hat in her heart.

The bus was shaky and crowded, but it wasn't so uncomfortable anymore.

Song Lingge would occasionally fall on Qiao Nansheng by accident, her cheek bumping into his chest.

The boy looked thin, but his chest was surprisingly firm and bouncy; he must be well-endowed.

Who said that someone so old still has lustful thoughts?

She definitely didn't intend to take advantage of him, that's for sure.

Blame it on the bus being too shaky and too crowded. She was truly just accepting her fate, more wronged than Dou E.

But why is that boy's face even redder than hers?