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

Song Lingge's intuition told her that Song Jianping's relationship with this girl was unusual.

Song Lingge sighed, mustered her courage, and decided to pretend to bump into Song Jianping and greet him.

Just then, someone patted her on the shoulder from behind. Song Lingge turned around in surprise and saw Fang Guanghua grinning foolishly.

"Lingge, long time no see! How was your holiday?"

In her previous life, Song Lingge did not follow Song Jianping and went straight back to her dormitory, so she did not encounter Fang Guanghua at all that day.

What did he say again? It seems he told Song Lingge that he was going to pick up a fellow villager. At the time, Song Lingge wasn't interested in him, so she remained indifferent and didn't ask any questions.

I encountered this beast again more than twenty years ago.

Song Lingge felt a mix of emotions, but she had to pretend to know nothing.

She wouldn't let Fang Guanghua off the hook, but she was also genuinely afraid.

She could still seem to clearly feel how the knife pierced her body and tore through her flesh.

Song Lingge was at a loss for words. The main reason was her body's instinctive reaction of fear. She felt that she could not face Fang Guanghua alone.

"Song Lingge, your luggage..."

It was him! Song Lingge ran over and tugged at his sleeve affectionately, asking, "Why did you come here? Didn't I tell you to wait for me over there? Aren't you bothered by all this luggage?"

Song Lingge had her back to Fang Guanghua, so he couldn't see that she kept giving the boy meaningful glances.

He was just a little suspicious. When did Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng become so intimate?

"Qiao Nansheng?"

Qiao Nansheng looked at the girl's pleading expression and her red eyes, and finally felt a pang of pity.

"Fang Guanghua, you're here too?"

"Um, I'm here to pick up someone from my hometown. What are you two doing here?"

Fang Guanghua really didn't want to ask about Qiao Nansheng and Song Lingge together, but it was obvious that the two of them seemed very close now.

Seeing that Qiao Nansheng did not reject her, Song Lingge took advantage of the situation and linked her arm with his, then turned to tease Fang Guanghua: "Are we that close to you? Do we need to explain ourselves to you?"

After saying that, she smiled and leaned closer to Qiao Nansheng, saying sweetly, "Nansheng, will you take me back to my dorm?"

Qiao Nansheng was quick to respond; although he didn't answer, he nodded with a slight smile.

In Fang Guanghua's eyes, the two looked exactly like a young couple.

Song Lingge and Qiao Nansheng? When exactly did these two get together?

the other side.

"Alright, you can't see it anymore." Qiao Nansheng's voice was very lazy and magnetic.

Song Lingge immediately released his wrist. "I'm sorry, I just..."

I really couldn't think of an excuse.

"If it's an excuse, don't make it up. I don't want to hear it."

Wait, does this person have mind-reading abilities?

Song Lingge gave an awkward laugh, which looked even worse than crying. Before she could think of what to say, Qiao Nansheng asked again, "Were you crying just now? Your eyes are so red."

This time, Song Lingge shook her head resolutely, her eyes firm, and said indignantly, "It's like enemies meeting, their eyes blazing with hatred."

Qiao Nansheng was a little surprised. The three of them were classmates, and Fang Guanghua's pursuit of Song Lingge was not a secret in the class, or even the entire department.

He once thought the two were dating, but today it seems that's not the case.

Song Lingge's eyes flashed with a fierce light, as if she were about to breathe fire. They certainly didn't look like lovers; "enemies" would be a more apt description.

Qiao Nansheng's lips curved into a beautiful, almost imperceptible smile.

"When you asked me to watch the luggage just now, you called out to that classmate, don't you recognize me?"

Song Lingge was taken aback. Why was she suddenly asking such a question?

She genuinely couldn't recall it just now, but can you blame her? How many people can recite all the names of their classmates from over twenty years ago?

But perhaps no one will believe her answer.

Song Lingge gave an awkward smile: "You ran too fast, I didn't see you clearly. How could I not recognize you?"

"Oh?" Qiao Nansheng's words were tinged with several twists and turns as he looked at Song Lingge thoughtfully: "Then describe me."

We were classmates for a year, and even a little interaction between us could have been described in detail.

However, Song Lingge was not familiar with him to begin with, and since so much time had passed, she had no recollection of him except for the fact that he looked familiar.

The silence at this moment was deafening.

The longer Song Lingge remained silent, the uglier Qiao Nansheng's expression became.

This can't go on. She's almost fifty. It's just flirting with a guy, how could that be so difficult for her?

Song Lingge licked her lips, making them even more vibrant with moisture, and then said, "You are very handsome, and you have captured my heart."

She genuinely didn't know what to say. Praise someone who's a top student? What if that person is a poor student?

Therefore, it's better to just say what you see, as that's more credible.

However, Song Lingge didn't know that while her words weren't particularly offensive, her gaze was incredibly provocative.

Qiao Nansheng, a young man in his early twenties, full of vigor and passion, was really overwhelmed and his face flushed red.

How could he not know that this woman had such a bold side?

The older woman looked a little embarrassed. Was it really okay to harass a young man like that in broad daylight on the street?

"Um, I'm at my dorm now. Thank you for today. I'll treat you to a meal at the cafeteria another day."

It was incredibly embarrassing, but thankfully we got to the dorm. Song Lingge quickly finished speaking and ran off in a flash.

Looking at her back, Qiao Nansheng found it rather interesting.

In fact, Song Lingge didn't know that, unlike her, Qiao Nansheng had known her for a long time and had been paying attention to her.

However, Fang Guanghua was too high-profile. Coming from a small mountain village, he was immediately struck by Song Lingge's beauty upon their first meeting.

He didn't even know her, yet he loudly proclaimed that he was deeply in love with her. Whenever any boy got close to Song Lingge, he would sabotage them.

In the end, everyone thought that Song Lingge was already with him, but in fact, Song Lingge knew nothing about it.

Qiao Nansheng was one of them.

But today, it seems that this is not the case.

As soon as Song Lingge entered the dormitory, before she even put down her bag, Li Meimei came over with a gossipy expression: "I saw it! Why did you come with Qiao Nansheng?"

Li Meimei was Song Lingge's best friend in college. After graduation, she went to another city, and the two gradually lost contact.

However, during their university years, the two were inseparable best friends.

Upon their long-awaited reunion, Song Lingge immediately embraced Li Meimei.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing, Lingge?" Li Meimei was a little overwhelmed by this sudden enthusiasm.

"Tell me first, why was it Qiao Nansheng who brought you here, and why wasn't it Fang Guanghua?"

Upon hearing Fang Guanghua's name, Song Lingge's body stiffened slightly. She released Li Meimei, and her attitude became distant.

Xiaomei, Meimei. Why are there so many plum blossoms?