Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 293 Qi Shuang, I like you too! — Ji Yuhao

Xian Zuling raised her head somewhat blankly and looked at Ye Fan, her clear eyes filled with doubt: Then... how should I thank him?

Seeing her bewildered expression, Ye Fan's smile deepened: "How about this, I treated you to steamed buns this morning, and you treat me to lunch, okay?"

Xian Zuling nodded almost without hesitation: "Okay!" His voice was soft but firm.

She knew very well that she owed Ye Fan far too much.

Although nominally she was cooking for him to pay for his meals, she knew better than anyone that it was a way for Ye Fan to make her feel at ease eating nutritious meals and improving her life.

He was protecting her pitiful self-esteem.

Moreover, she wrote down everything in a small notebook, including the money in her meal card and the new phone.

That was a debt, she remembered it clearly.

She secretly vowed that when she was able, she would repay him every penny.

Although she didn't know when that day would come, her determination never wavered.

Su Luming, sitting on the other side, still had his face turned to the side, but his ears were perked up high.

Yesterday in the bamboo grove courtyard, she understood Ye Fan's true intentions in helping the ancestral spirit.

Upon hearing Ye Fan's suggestion to "treat" her, she instantly understood his intention—he didn't really want to spend money on offerings to the ancestral spirits, but rather wanted to use a more natural and "equal" approach to alleviate the burden on the spirits, making her feel that it wasn't a one-sided act of charity, but rather a mutual exchange between friends.

Because he understood this, although Su Luming still felt a little awkward and couldn't quite put his finger on it, he didn't jump out to stop it as he usually did.

If she hadn't known before, she would have definitely been furious: Xian Zuling usually wouldn't even buy meat or vegetables, how could she let her treat her? Wouldn't that eat up half a month's living expenses?

Ye Fan found it particularly amusing to see Xian Zuling obediently nodding, especially her stubborn expression despite her obvious pain.

He happily made the decision: "Great! It's decided then! Let's go to Nanfangyuan Cafeteria after school!"

"Nanfangyuan?" Xian Zuling's face fell instantly upon hearing these three words.

She usually goes to the first canteen, which is the cheapest "mass canteen" on campus, basically only serving large pot dishes and rice.

Nanfangyuan Cafeteria is a well-known "bourgeois" cafeteria on campus!

Not only do they offer à la carte dishes and stir-fries, but they also have a relatively expensive buffet area! For her, eating there is practically a luxury!

Although Ye Fan had topped up her meal card with a full two thousand yuan last time, and she had solemnly written down this huge sum in her notebook, the thought of spending it in such a place made her heart bleed!

The money on that meal card wasn't a balance in her mind, but a heavy debt!

Ye Fan was overjoyed to see her face turn green instantly, and her stubborn expression—clearly heartbroken but still holding on because she had agreed, with her lips slightly pouting.

He did it on purpose!

He chose Nanfangyuan for two reasons: firstly, the food there was indeed much better than the communal meals; and secondly, he knew that Xianzuling had money in her meal card, which she could easily afford.

Thirdly, teasing this little girl who was slowly letting down her guard but still maintained a certain "miserly" habit of keeping accounts, and seeing her conflicted yet helpless expression, was a great pleasure in his boring college life.

He could almost picture the scene at noon in Nanfangyuan, where Xian Zuling held the menu, her pupils dizzy as she stared at the price tags, her fingers trembling, and finally, with a death-defying resolve, ordering her food.

Hmm, this lunch is sure to be very appetizing.

Just then, the school bell rang.

The lecture hall quieted down. A middle-aged male teacher with glasses and a slightly overweight build walked onto the podium with his lesson plan in hand. He adjusted his glasses and began his lecture in a reading-from-the-book style.

Ye Fan had no interest in this kind of easy class and stared blankly into space.

Feeling utterly bored, his gaze fell upon the desk in front of him.

The desktop has seen many changes, covered with scratches and writing!

Near the inside edge of the table, a line of small writing in blue ballpoint pen caught his attention: Qi Shuang, I like you!

Ye Fan was taken aback.

Qi Shuang? That name sounds familiar.

He quickly searched his memory.

Oh, right! She's frequently mentioned on the campus forum; she's the senior student known for her aloof and elegant demeanor!

Wow! These desks have become walls for confessing secret crushes?

Ye Fan found it somewhat interesting.

There's some truth to writing this here. Big lectures are all held here, so who knows, maybe the person in charge will see it someday?

Driven by curiosity, he continued his "archaeological" exploration.

Below this confession was another line of noticeably different, more illegible handwriting, brimming with resentment: "Unrequited love! Every man likes Qi Shuang! I like her too! Damn it, which bastard will end up getting her!"

Ye Fan almost burst out laughing. This guy was seething with resentment!

However, it is written quite realistically, expressing the sentiments of many men.

This immediately sparked Ye Fan's "creative desire".

He casually picked up the pen that the ancestral spirit had placed on the table and added a line in a flourish: Qi Shuang, I like you too! — Ji Yuhao

After finishing writing, a mischievous smile crept onto his lips.

Hehe, Xiao Ji's name just comes so naturally! Bro, this wave of popularity is yours!

His passion for "archaeology" and "creation" was completely ignited.

Soon, in another corner of the desk, he found a line of slightly delicate handwriting written in pencil, carrying a hint of humility and confusion: I've liked someone for a whole year, but I've never said a word to him. Am I stupid?

Ye Fan's eyes lit up. Wow! This is much more interesting than the teacher chanting scriptures!

He thought for a moment, then picked up his pen and added a sentence at the end, his handwriting carrying a touch of cynical nonchalance: You're not just stupid, you're incredibly dumb! Four golden years of university, giving up the whole forest for an unseen tree—can you believe how stupid you are? Get moving, bro!

After finishing writing, he nodded in satisfaction, feeling like a "spiritual mentor" in the classroom, delivering a powerful and resounding message to save lost youths drowning in the misery of unrequited love! A truly meritorious deed!

Ye Fan was completely unaware that his series of "damaging public property" actions were being observed by Su Luming, who was sitting one seat away.

She pretended to be taking notes, but in reality, she kept glancing at Ye Fan out of the corner of her eye. When she saw him writing furtively with a wicked smile on his lips, she couldn't help but wonder: What is he up to now?

During the short break between classes, Ye Fan and Li Yifeng went to relieve themselves.

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