Everyone's been reborn, so who would bother finding a wife on their own?

Chapter 251 Always Available

Song Huan woke up in the morning and the first thing she did upon opening her eyes was to reach for her phone under her pillow.

Once connected to the internet, a series of QQ message notifications rang out, all from Lin Yue.

1 a.m.: "Are you asleep?"

3 a.m.: "I'm so bored and hungry. I want to eat your cooking."

5 a.m.: "Silly girl, I miss you so much."

7:00 AM: "Finally off work!"

He scrolled down through the entries one by one, a smile unconsciously spreading across his face.

It's 7:30 now, so he quickly sent a message.

Are you asleep?

There was no reply; she must have fallen asleep.

Song Huan sighed and placed her phone next to her pillow.

I don't know why, but when I wake up in the morning and can't say a word to Lin Yue, I feel empty inside, like something is missing.

He went downstairs, ate breakfast, and returned to his dormitory.

Li Yang and his friends returned, arms around each other, smiling. It seemed they had a great time at the karaoke bar last night.

Li Yang plopped down in a chair, shoes still on, legs crossed, and said, "Let me tell you, that female hostess last night was absolutely amazing."

Zhang Li also came closer, her eyes shining. "Which one? The one in the black dress?"

"Yes, yes, that's her. Her figure, her face, she's just like a movie star! But I've heard she's really aloof, you can't even 'do' her if you pay her..."

"What's with all this 'this' and 'that'?" Wang Gang leaned against the headboard, adjusting his glasses. "Can't you guys be serious for once?"

Li Yang chuckled, "What's so serious about it? Isn't this what university life should be like?"

The three men talked excitedly, as if they had never seen such a beautiful woman before.

Song Huan sat on her bed and pouted.

No matter how pretty she is, can she be as pretty as Lin Yue?

He didn't say it aloud, but that's what he was thinking.

For the next week, Lin Yue will be working the night shift.

I go to work at 7 pm and don't get off work until 7 am. Then I sleep until 4 or 5 pm before I get up.

Song Huan wanted to see her, but was too embarrassed to disturb her sleep, so she could only send a few QQ messages occasionally and then wait for her message while holding her phone.

She didn't reply to the message I sent in the morning until the afternoon.

I sent her a message in the afternoon, and she didn't reply until evening.

I sent her a message in the evening, and she didn't reply until the morning.

The two seemed to be separated by a time difference, one in the daytime and the other in the night.

Sometimes Song Huan would wake up in the middle of the night and see her messages: "So bored," "Hungry," "Miss you."

He replied, but she disappeared again.

He put his phone next to his pillow, closed his eyes, but couldn't fall asleep.

The moonlight shone in through the window and fell on the ceiling, making it appear white.

He stared at the patch of light, thinking of her.

I imagine her leaning back on the sofa, watching TV with me.

I imagine her standing at the kitchen doorway, watching me cook.

I imagine her pressed against my chest, listening to my heartbeat.

He pulled the blanket over his head and turned over.

Can't sleep.

……

This went on for several weeks.

That day, a few people in the dormitory were chatting.

Li Yang lay on the bed, legs crossed, "Have you guys been to Wutong Avenue? It's really beautiful there. There are plane trees on both sides, and in autumn the leaves fall to the ground, making a rustling sound when you step on them. It's known as a dating hotspot."

Zhang Li nodded, "It does look nice. I saw several couples taking pictures there when I passed by last time."

Wang Gang chimed in, "I heard it's even more beautiful at night, with dappled shadows cast by the streetlights."

Li Yang turned to Song Huan and said, "Hey, Song Huan, why don't you ask your girl out for a stroll along Wutong Avenue?"

Zhang Li chimed in, "Yeah, let's meet up and take a picture so we can see just how beautiful she is."

Wang Gang didn't say anything, just smiled and looked at him.

Song Huan felt a little embarrassed, but thinking that it had been a long time since she had seen her, she was also looking forward to it.

He opened QQ and sent a message to Lin Yue.

Are you free tomorrow evening?

After sending it, he held his phone and waited.

Around 6 PM, my phone finally vibrated.

"If you want to see me, I'm available anytime."

Song Huan's heart pounded as she looked at the words.

He quickly replied, "Can I ask you to go to the Sycamore Avenue? I heard it's really beautiful there, and I'd like to take a walk with you."

The other party replied instantly.

"OK."

He was so happy he almost jumped out of bed, and wanted to say something more.

She sent another message, "I have to go to work now, let's talk later."

His initial excitement subsided, and he finally replied with a simple "Okay."

But that's enough.

I should be able to ask her out tomorrow night.

He tossed and turned in bed, rolling around several times until the blankets were rolled into a ball.

Li Yang leaned down from the upper bunk, saw his expression, and laughed.

"Did you successfully arrange the date?"

Song Huan buried her face in the pillow and mumbled a soft "hmm".

Zhang Li laughed too, "Look how happy you are."

Wang Gang adjusted his glasses. "Remember to take a picture and show it to us."

Song Huan blushed and pulled the blanket over her head. "Later, later."

Everyone smiled without saying a word.

……

That evening, at Tianxia KTV.

After changing her clothes, Lin Yue walked up to Sister Taozi and said, "Sister Taozi, I'd like to ask for a day off tomorrow."

Peach was touching up her makeup when she glanced at her in the mirror and smiled, "What's up? Did your boyfriend ask you out tomorrow?"

Lin Yue blushed. "Sister Peach, what nonsense are you talking about? I don't have a boyfriend."

Sister Peach smiled and signed the leave application form.

Lin Yue held the sick leave slip, feeling quite pleased with herself.

She returned to the private room and spent time with several more tables of guests.

One glass of wine after another was poured, and smiles appeared one after another.

She glanced at her phone; it was almost ten o'clock.

almost.

She was about to leave.

"Hey girl, come have a drink with me."

A voice came from the side, languid and smelling of alcohol.

Lin Yue turned her head and saw a man leaning against the sofa. He was in his thirties, his face flushed from drinking, and two buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing a tattoo on his chest.

There were two other people sitting next to me, who were also drunk and their faces and necks were red.

She frowned slightly, but her good professionalism forced a fake smile onto her face.

"Excuse me, sir, I'm about to leave work."

She turned to leave.

"Off work?" The man stood up, staggered over, and blocked her way.

"What time is it to get off work already? Are you disrespecting me?"

He pulled a wad of cash from his pocket and slapped it on the table.

"It's just money, right? I have plenty."

He picked up the wad of cash and waved it in front of her. "Have a drink with me, this is all yours."

Lin Yue didn't move, the smile still on her face, but her eyes had turned cold. "Sir, I really have to go home now. You can find another girl."

The man threw the money on the ground, "What are you pretending for? You came here to sell yourself, didn't you? I only asked you to accompany me because I think highly of you."

His voice grew louder, and people at the next table turned to look at him.

"Who do you think you are? You bitch."

Lin Yue's face turned pale.

She bit her lip and didn't say anything.

But the man simply picked up the wine glass on the table and poured it on her.

Wine spilled on her face, hair, and dress, dripping down her chin.

She closed her eyes, and water droplets dripped from her eyelashes, indistinguishable whether it was wine or something else.

"What are you doing!"

Sister Peach rushed over and stood in front of Lin Yue.

"Sir, you've had too much to drink. Let's talk things out, don't resort to violence."

The man pushed Sister Peach away, and Sister Peach stumbled and almost fell.

The man tried to step forward, but a hand pressed down on his shoulder.

That's enough.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was deep.

The man turned around and saw a middle-aged man in a suit standing behind him.

He was in his forties, with neatly combed hair and a blank expression on his face.

He pressed on the man's shoulder and gave him a gentle push.

The man staggered back a few steps, then sat down on the ground with a thud, stunned.

Just as he was about to lose his temper, a business card was thrown in front of him and landed on the ground.

The business card reads: Huangxing Real Estate, Chen Tianren.

The man's face turned pale.

I'm mostly sober now.

"Mr. Chen?! I'm so sorry, so sorry!"

He scrambled to his feet, grabbed his business card, pulled his two companions along, and ran off without looking back.

Lin Yue stood there, head down, taking out a tissue from her bag to wipe the alcohol off her face.

The tissue was soaked through, so I took out another one, and it was soaked through too.

Sister Peach came over and helped wipe the wine stains off her skirt. "Are you alright?"

Lin Yue shook her head and didn't say anything.

She walked up to Chen Tianren and bent down slightly.

"Thanks."

The voice was very soft, and the person didn't look up.

Chen Tianren looked at her without saying a word.

She turned and walked away, her high heels clicking rapidly on the floor.

Sister Peach went up to apologize to the disturbed customers, and then walked up to Chen Tianren.

"Mr. Chen, I'm sorry to bother you, but I'll waive your bill for tonight."

Chen Tianren waved his hand, said nothing, and looked at the door.

Lin Yue's figure had disappeared.

Sister Peach knows him.

Chen Tianren, the CEO of Huangxing Real Estate, is said to have a net worth of 100 million yuan.

However, he never had a wife or children in his life, and it is said that his first love died when he was twenty years old.

From then on, he never showed any interest in any woman again.

I only come here occasionally, mainly to drown my sorrows in alcohol.

He never lets girls accompany him, and he never even glances at anyone.

Chen Tianren looked towards the door; Lin Yue had already left.

He recalled how she had walked out cursing and swearing, wiping the wine off her face as she went, muttering something under her breath.

He suddenly felt that the face looked somewhat familiar.

Not only are their personalities similar, but their back views are also very similar.

"What's that woman's name?" Chen Tianren suddenly asked.

Sister Peach was stunned for a moment.

This was the first time he had ever asked a woman's name since he had been here.

She realized what was happening and quickly said, "Oh my, Mr. Chen has such good taste! She's the prettiest one here, her name is Lin Yue, and she's a student at Nanjing University of the Arts."

She paused, then sighed. "But she's had a tough time too. Her dad didn't want her to go to college, so he argued with her mom and beat her so badly she developed a mental illness. This girl has to pay off her student loans while also trying to get her mother medical treatment. It's quite pitiful."

Chen Tianren nodded without saying a word.

He turned around, walked back to his seat, picked up his glass, and took a sip.

The lights flickered, illuminating his face, making it impossible to discern any expression.