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The gloomy atmosphere, along with the howling cold wind, opened the rattling window. Jiang Yizhou, in the cold breeze, got drunk.
He was somewhat reluctant to recall the lifeless and futureless life of his past life, but suddenly being hit by the winter chill froze all his lazy emotions into oblivion.
Whenever he fell into such reflections and memories, Jiang Yizhou liked to put himself into a state of clarity, whether by getting caught in the rain or standing in the cold wind, until that chill penetrated to his bones. During such times, he could always think clearly about problems.
What could he do? Coming to this era, he had met some people, done some things, and learned some things. So what was his goal?
Saving money, alright, that was the most basic goal. To live well, money was essential; it seemed there were no other goals.
Closing the window and tidying up the bottles on the floor, Jiang Yizhou sneezed several times and hurried back under the covers. He quickly fell asleep again; it wasn't time for choices yet. At least he should do well in his current job!
With this thought in mind, Jiang Yizhou fell into a deep sleep. He didn't need to worry about the future; no matter what, even if he knew nothing and lost all memories of the future, he felt it would be much better than living aimlessly as he did in his past life.
Friday soon arrived. The cold air seemed intent on continuing like this, extending into the harsh winter.
Awakened by Qin Yi, who got up early to check student attendance, Jiang Yizhou felt a bit annoyed that he hadn't clarified when it was happening. He only knew it was Friday and had a headache. Should he wait in the living room? Missing it wouldn't be good.
After washing up and getting dressed, Jiang Yizhou sat blankly in the living room, unsure of what to do. If he had a smart device and a developed network for the future, he wouldn't be so bored; he could easily spend twenty-four hours a day with just sleep and bathing as exceptions.
Since changing his goal from becoming a millionaire in a short time to simply being wealthy, Jiang Yizhou had noticeably slacked off. Fortunately, there were still students who had already paid waiting for him to teach them. Plus, there were rent and utility bills to pay and equipment depreciation costs along with staff salaries.
A person's success isn't determined by how much wealth they possess but by how many resources they can mobilize. At least he had two people under him, although he couldn't really command Li Yue.
Moreover, he could indeed make money; having a clear path ahead and feeling like he was climbing bit by bit felt pretty good.
Lost in thought, Ding Zhengnan didn't keep him waiting long before calling. "Hurry up and come over!"
"Your place or your parents'?" Jiang Yizhou asked.
"Of course it's my place! Wait for me at the bus stop there!"
Then there was a click as Ding Zhengnan hung up. Jiang Yizhou didn't react much; girls often acted on their own without considering his feelings—such things were nonexistent to them.
He quickly arrived at the bus stop. Jiang Yizhou had his hands tucked into his sleeves, and he was actually quite adapting to life without a smartphone.
At first, he felt various irritations and discomforts, but then he learned about the prices of smartphones in this era, faced reality, and realized he was broke. With that money, he might as well buy himself some meat every few days; whether braised or stewed, it was better than wasting money on a phone.
Jiang Yizhou thought that a phone that could only make calls and didn’t even have a ringtone wasn’t worth it. Even the Nokia he bought for one hundred eighty when he was in high school was better. He simply couldn’t bring himself to spend the money; pork was only a couple of yuan per pound.
“Is it very cold?” Ding Zhengnan called out to Jiang Yizhou, who was daydreaming behind the bus stop sign.
Jiang Yizhou snapped out of his thoughts about the dilemma between buying a phone and having enough meat to eat for a year; after all, eating well was more cost-effective.
“Don’t you have a car?” Jiang Yizhou suddenly blurted out.
Do I really need you to drive me to the airport? Ding Zhengnan felt somewhat displeased. This was such an obvious thing; he was as dumb as her mother!
She quickly thought of an excuse, “My parents seem to have gone to some gathering and don’t have time.”
Although it didn’t make much sense that they wouldn’t come to see their daughter off on her first trip abroad, Jiang Yizhou could still accept it since he had just brought up this question out of the blue.
“I’ll help you carry your suitcase!” Jiang Yizhou reached out and took the gray suitcase from the girl’s hands.
The cold wind made him feel somewhat shriveled. Throughout the journey, Jiang Yizhou was not very lively, wearing a hat, earmuffs, and scarf, with his hands tucked into his sleeves, looking like someone frozen stiff.
“Are you really that afraid of the cold?” Ding Zhengnan asked, breaking the silence as she looked at the streets and buildings outside the window, which seemed a bit desolate.
Don’t you have any feelings about me leaving? I’m going abroad—who knows when we’ll see each other again? What if something happens while I’m overseas or I find a boyfriend? Aren’t you even a little worried?
These questions were ones Ding Zhengnan felt too embarrassed to voice, but they drove her crazy. It was such a great opportunity, yet he wasn’t seizing it; it was truly disappointing.
“Yeah, I’m really afraid of the cold. I can only sleep with an electric blanket! Maybe it’s just my constitution?” Jiang Yizhou wasn’t sure if it was due to his health. During autumn and winter, he always felt his legs were a bit chilly when sleeping. It seemed that people who were weak often felt this way in his memory; however, he couldn’t understand why someone as strong as him would feel this way.
After speaking, Jiang Yizhou wrapped himself up even tighter, seemingly recalling how he had been jolted awake by sudden cold weather on several occasions.
Seeing Jiang Yizhou shivering slightly due to psychological effects, Ding Zhengnan opened her mouth in surprise. She shouldn’t expect him to realize anything. She hadn’t considered whether Jiang Yizhou had feelings for her either; in her view, if they were this close, it would be impossible for there to be no feelings—he just hadn’t noticed them himself.
This was definitely not a pleasant farewell. Jiang Yizhou could tell from the girl's stern expression that he must have done something wrong, but it seemed like there wasn't much to worry about!
He had helped carry her luggage, run errands to buy hot drinks, and engaged in conversation with her. It felt like he had done everything he could, and there was nothing more he could do.
Just as Ding Zhengnan was about to check in, he suddenly stopped, his eyes seeming a bit red.
However, Jiang Yizhou, drawing from the painful lessons of his past life where he mistakenly believed she liked him, instinctively ruled out that possibility. "What's wrong? Why are you crying?"
The girl pointed at him fiercely. "Close your eyes!"
Jiang Yizhou was initially confused, but under the girl's determined gaze, he complied.
"And then? What do we do next?" With his eyes closed, it seemed like the surroundings had quieted down significantly.
Suddenly, a wonderful sensation brushed against his lips, only to vanish in an instant. Then came a loud slap, and a stinging feeling on his cheek forced Jiang Yizhou to open his eyes. The girl had already passed through the security checkpoint.
What just happened?
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