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Rebirth: To Make You Mine - Chapter 22

 

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Chapter 22: Winter Vacation
 
  
Fu Jinting was indeed deliberately avoiding her.
 
He, along with Xiang Yi and Zhong Ziyang, were planning to find another place to hang out when they saw Kong Yiyue standing alone by the intersection on the way back, craning her neck, looking like she was waiting for someone.
 
Next to the intersection was a supermarket. Among the comings and goings of people, Kong Yiyue, in her light yellow coat, was a beautiful sight to behold.
 
Zhong Ziyang, with his sharp eyes, spotted her. “Isn't that Kong Yiyue? What's she doing there? Waiting for someone?” He turned his questioning gaze toward Fu Jinting after saying that.
 
Fu Jinting only slightly raised his eyes, then said nothing.
 
Seeing this, Xiang Yi tactfully said, “Let's go!” He pushed Zhong Ziyang, bypassing the intersection where Kong Yiyue was, and heading toward another intersection.
 
Fu Jinting didn't get home until after ten-thirty at night. As soon as he entered his room, Fu Qingrui followed him in, sizing him up repeatedly before cutting straight to the chase. “Did Kong Yiyue find you?”
 
“What?” Fu Jinting raised an eyebrow slightly, asking back.
 
“She called to ask about your whereabouts.”
 
“You told her?”
 
Fu Qingrui immediately retorted, “No way! She only asked if you were home yet. I said no, and she hung up. Hey, Fu Jinting, what exactly are you and Kong Yiyue trying to do?”
 
Fu Jinting looked at him sharply. “Stay away from her!”
 
“It's rare to find someone so fun,” Fu Qingrui disagreed. “Besides, if she really can get involved with the Fu family in the future, then it's not excessive for me to associate with her now. If she really doesn't have anything to do with you in the future, then I can just treat her as a boring pastime. Either way, I won't lose out.” Fu Qingrui analyzed logically.
 
Fu Jinting tugged at his cuff. “Fu Qingrui, you're asking for trouble!”
 
“Heh, who knows who's asking for trouble!” Fu Qingrui was gleeful. “Kong Yiyue recklessly trying to chase you is asking for trouble!” He deliberately laughed. “How pitiful!”
 
Before Fu Qingrui could finish speaking, Fu Jinting threw his coat at him, hitting him heavily in the chest. “Fu Qingrui, shut up!”
 
...
 
After the winter vacation began, the days passed quietly like flowing water.
 
Kong Yiyue's daily life consisted of classes and part-time work. The educational institution where she worked part-time needed people during the winter vacation, so Kong Yiyue agreed to stay and help. She took classes during the day and worked as a cashier at a nearby supermarket at night.
 
After more than twenty days, Kong Yiyue only felt exhausted. During that time, Kong's mother, Ping Lan, had called several times to ask about her work situation.
 
Kong Yiyue always reported good news and not bad, only saying that everything was fine. She occasionally chatted with Kong Jian on the phone, always reminding him not to be addicted to gambling.
 
In her previous life, Kong Jian was a gambling addict, which was why he was still in debt when he died, burdening his orphaned wife and daughter.
 
Kong Yiyue knew that his love of gambling was in his nature. If he were to give it up just because of these few reminders, then Kong Jian wouldn't have ended up the way he did.
 
But now that she was living this life again, Kong Yiyue didn't know how else to save him except to advise him. “It is easier to change mountains than a person's nature.” She knew this principle well.
 
Kong Yiyue felt a mix of emotions when she thought of these things.
 
Although Kong Jian loved to gamble, he was good to her and her mother. Occasionally, when he won a small amount of money, he would enthusiastically take them out for a delicious meal. Although this happened no more than twice a year, Kong Yiyue had always hoped that Kong Jian could quit gambling and enjoy his later years.
 
But now that she rarely went home and was thousands of miles away from him, it was very difficult to get him to quit gambling voluntarily.
 
Kong Yiyue suddenly remembered the morning Kong Jian passed away in her previous life. She was still in class when Ping Lan called her. Because her phone was turned off, she had to transfer the call to her homeroom teacher.
 
Kong Yiyue only found out about the news when she went to the office after class. At that time, less than a month had passed since the start of her senior year of high school. After receiving the news, her mind went blank. Surprisingly, she didn't cry. She calmly completed the procedures. While taking the bus to the main station, in the empty bus, she finally dared to let the tears she had been holding back fall freely. She didn't dare to cry out loud, desperately suppressing herself, her face full of tears, her heart filled with lingering sorrow.
 
When she arrived at the hospital in Gucheng the first thing she saw was the body covered in a white cloth. She didn't have the courage to lift the cover and see him one last time, only crying weakly.
 
Later, she was busy preparing for the funeral. On the third day after the funeral, Kong Yiyue packed her luggage to return to Qinglin City. Ping Lan took out the land deed and said to her calmly, “Wait a few more days. After this house is sold, we'll go to Qinglin City together.”
 
Kong Yiyue was stunned. “Wh-why?”
 
“Your dad owed a lot of gambling debts. The family doesn't have enough money to repay them, so we have to sell this house, and then...” Ping Lan didn't continue because she was already sobbing uncontrollably.
 
Kong Yiyue's eyes were sore, and she couldn't say words of comfort or anything else. She locked herself in her room and cried for a long time.
 
Kong Yiyue felt more sadness than joy when she thought about her previous life.
 
She told herself: Forget it, it's all in the past now.
 
Kong Yiyue knew that this life was a new beginning, but she also understood that when the first step she took was different from her previous life, then this new beginning also meant that new opportunities and people would enter her life. For example, Hou Guang Lue.
 
Hou Guang Lue expressed his surprise at being able to meet her again at the cashier of a shopping mall in Qinglin City before the Spring Festival.
 
“Kong Yiyue, it's really nice to see you!” The supermarket was crowded with customers before the new year. Kong Yiyue looked at the long line and didn't feel like catching up with him.
 
“Hello, thank you, the total is...” Kong Yiyue announced an amount. Seeing that Hou Guang Lue was unmoved, she reminded him, “This customer, there are many customers behind you. Please pay as soon as possible, okay?”
 
Hou Guang Lue deliberately turned around to look at the people behind him, saying slowly, “Yeah, there seem to be quite a few people. Kong Yiyue, if you don't tell me why you're here, I won't pay. Then will someone complain about you?” These words weren't a real threat, but they were clearly a bit unreasonable.
 
“Hou Guang Lue, can you be any more childish!” Kong Yiyue's eyes showed disdain.
 
“Of course I can!” He gave a shameless smile.
 
Kong Yiyue thought that Hou Guang Lue was a very shameless person! She finally managed to get him to pay. When it was time to get off work, she was surprised to see him still standing at the entrance of the mall, seemingly waiting for her.
 
Kong Yiyue pretended not to notice, but as soon as Hou Guang Lue saw her, he latched onto her. “Kong Yiyue, you're finally off work! If I had waited any longer, I would have turned into a statue.”
 
Kong Yiyue replied, “I didn't ask you to wait.”
 
“Yeah! I wanted to wait for you myself! Here!” Hou Guang Lue threw the bag in his hand to her. Kong Yiyue was forced to take it, asking, “What is this?”
 
Hou Guang Lue said matter-of-factly, “Milk tea, and it's still hot!”
 
“...” Kong Yiyue handed the bag back. “Thank you for your kindness, I...”
 
Hou Guang Lue didn't even wait for her to finish. “Deal with it yourself, I don't care!” He turned around and ran.
 
“Hey! Hou Guang Lue!” Kong Yiyue didn't know what to do with the milk tea. It seemed that she had never accepted gifts from other boys except for Lin Anyi.
 
Kong Yiyue stood in the cold and dark night, wondering how to properly dispose of the milk tea. It was a pity to throw it away, but did she want to drink it? Not really.
 
Kong Yiyue thought of the college girl who was also working part-time at the educational institution and happened to be in the same dormitory as her. She thought of giving the milk tea to her, as she remembered that the girl also liked to drink milk tea.
 
...
 
Fu Jinting's winter vacation was busy. In addition to his own academic studies, he also had to go to the company with Fu Xiuyuan every day to handle official business, attend meetings, and write project proposals. He didn't get a break until the day before the Spring Festival.
 
In contrast, Fu Qingrui's life was much more leisurely and happy. Besides a few classes with a foreign teacher, he went to dance classes. He also hired a music teacher to teach him how to play the drums.
 
The name Kong Yiyue seemed to fade away with the passage of time. If Nie Ling Wei hadn't come to the Fu family with her parents on the first day of the new year, Fu Jinting would have almost forgotten her.
 
Nie Ling Wei naturally wouldn't mention Kong Yiyue, but Fu Jinting remembered Kong Yiyue as soon as he saw her because the scene in the restaurant was, to him, a little... unsettling.
 
Nie Ling Wei had grown up in a wealthy family, and her family education was very strict. Her etiquette was impeccable, and she was so well-mannered that the Fu family's elders were very pleased with her.
 
The elders had been thinking about arranging a marriage between the two families since they were young, so when they saw Nie Ling Wei, they urged Fu Jinting to take good care of Nie Ling Wei.
 
Grandmother Fu said, “Jinting, you and Ling Wei don't just sit here and keep us company. Go, take Ling Wei to your room.”
 
Fu Jinting knew her intentions but didn't expose them, taking the opportunity to stand up and say lightly, “Let's go.”
 
Nie Ling Wei knew that Fu Jinting had a slight cleanliness fetish and didn't like strangers touching his personal belongings. When Grandmother Fu made this request, she was worried that Fu Jinting would be disgusted and disagree, but she didn't expect him to accept so readily. Nie Ling Wei felt a faint joy growing in her heart and said to the elders, “Grandpa Fu, Grandma Fu, Mom and Dad, Uncle and Aunt, then I'll go upstairs with Jinting first.” After saying that, she obediently followed Fu Jinting upstairs after getting everyone's permission.
 
Fu Jinting turned around at the turn of the stairs and looked down at the center of the hall below. Both sides of the elders had happy faces, praising the two of them as a talented couple.
 
Fu Jinting was cold. He dropped Nie Ling Wei off with Fu Qingrui in the room halfway there. “Let him accompany you. I have something to do.”
 
“Jinting!” Nie Ling Wei sensed his subconscious rejection and became flustered.
 
Fu Qingrui was playing a game. Seeing Fu Jinting rudely open his door and leave Nie Ling Wei at the door of his room, he glanced at him, unhappily saying, “I'm busy!”
 
Fu Jinting didn't take his resistance seriously. “Deal with it however you want.” After saying that, he walked to his room. Nie Ling Wei wanted to follow him, but before she could take a step, Fu Qingrui lazily reminded her from behind, “My brother is angry, congratulations! Nie Ling Wei.”
 
Nie Ling Wei was confused. Fu Jinting was angry? Where did she do something wrong to make him unhappy? She didn't know the answer, but she didn't dare to invite trouble.
 
Fu Jinting was too deep, she couldn't figure him out, so she didn't dare to act rashly for fear of being counterproductive. However, it wasn't optimistic for their relationship to continue like this.
 
Nie Ling Wei stood there, silently thinking about a solution.

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