Chapter 49: The Feeling of Going Home, Both Anticipated and Reassuring-Revivendo 2012: Os magnatas dos negócios dizem que sou um brutamontes(Feng Baiyu)

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Only after seeing Luo Jia Shuang storm home in a fury did Li Yan finally feel at ease and start driving back.

Am I being a bit too cunning?

Tsk, whatever—let it be.

Honestly, Li Yan wondered if he liked Luo Jia Shuang.

He definitely had some feelings for her, but nothing as deep as in his previous life.

He always felt there was a barrier between them, something hard to put into words.

Moreover, he sensed there were still many things he hadn’t done yet and didn’t want to invest too much energy into relationships.

In short, he felt conflicted and complicated.

He decided to take it one step at a time.

Li Yan’s home was quite a distance from Lin City. First, he had to drive to the county seat, then from there to the township, and finally back to their village.

Even by car, it would take four to five hours.

He thought it best to leave the car in the county town.

Mainly because driving straight home now would be hard to explain and could cause trouble.

He recalled that back when he was in junior high in his previous life, the county town seemed vast, with many things he couldn’t see in the township.

That must be what a city feels like.

Later, when he went to high school in Lin City, the county town no longer seemed so big.

Then, in college, Lin City itself didn’t feel very large.

After graduating, as he busied himself with starting businesses, he found returning to that small county town and backward township was no longer within his control.

Life’s struggles had drained most of his energy; going home had become a luxury for many rural kids.

There was never a moment’s rest.

Given a second chance at life, he vowed not to let that happen again.

If circumstances allowed, he wanted to make returning home less of a luxury for kids like him.

“Are you going to Ziwei Township?” the ticket clerk at the window asked.

Li Yan snapped out of his daze.

“Yes. Is seat number 18 available?”

The minibus from the county to the township had 18 seats, with number 18 right at the front.

Li Yan always tried to get seat 18 because it helped prevent car sickness.

The road from the county to their township was winding, and many people got motion sickness.

Those severely affected would hold a plastic bag in hand, moving along the way, vomiting as they went.

Sitting next to them was quite an unpleasant experience.

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The ticket clerk lady said, “No, it’s sold out. Seat number 2 is still available. Would you like that?”

Li Yan nodded, “Then seat number 2, please.”

After buying the ticket, Li Yan found an empty seat and sat down casually.

Opening his phone, he saw multiple messages from Luo Jia Shuang.

Luo Jia Shuang: [emojis] Bomb! [emojis]

After a while, she texted, “Where are you now? Drive slowly.”

Her earlier texts, filled with angry emojis and bombs, expressed her displeasure, yet the last sentence openly showed her concern.

Li Yan smiled slightly.

Li Yan: “At the county town. Don’t worry.”

Just as he replied, he suddenly felt a tap on his shoulder.

Turning around in surprise, he saw two girls who looked somewhat familiar.

One of them smiled and said, “Li Yan, didn’t expect it really is you.”

“Ah, yes, it’s me,” Li Yan replied, still unable to recognize her.

The girl, seeing his expression, showed a slight frown of dissatisfaction. “Oh, going to high school in the city and forgetting us old classmates already?”

Old classmates?

Li Yan’s mind raced to find the memory.

He mainly remembered these old classmates not from high school, but from over ten years later.

Many faces truly escaped him.

This girl had two small dimples on her face and looked quite pretty when she smiled.

“Are you Shu Qin?” Li Yan asked tentatively.

Shu Qin smiled warmly, her dimples deepening with the recognition.

Apparently, he had guessed right.

Li Yan relaxed and quickly added, “Wow, how long has it been since we last met? You’ve gotten more beautiful—I almost didn’t recognize you.”

Hearing this, Shu Qin chuckled softly, “Hehe… Li Yan, you sure know how to flatter.”

In moments like these, Li Yan’s quick wit served him well.

Adding both his past and present ages, he was close to forty, yet dealing with a young girl was still a breeze.

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“And what about me?” the other girl asked Li Yan.

Oh man!

Li Yan really couldn’t recall this girl’s face. She was rather unremarkable, making it difficult to remember.

Yet he showed no sign of hesitation, instead curling his lips into a smile, feigning a look of sudden realization mixed with regret, speaking warmly with a teasing tone: “Ah, who is this beautiful lady? Could you tell me your name?”

The girl giggled, covering her mouth.

“I’m Shen Cui Cui. Remember me well, okay?” she said as expected.

He vaguely recalled having an acquaintance like that from junior high, but really couldn’t place her exactly.

It didn’t matter; relying on the thick skin honed from chasing clients and projects in his previous life, he soon started chatting with the two girls.

They were indeed his junior high classmates, but only from the second year.

In the third year, to ensure higher graduation rates, the school reorganized classes.

Though Li Yan was a problem student, his grades weren’t bad, so naturally he was placed in the class for the high school entrance exam.

Shu Qin and Shen Cui Cui, with average grades, were assigned to the regular class.

Later, encouraged by vocational school teachers, they went on to a five-year vocational college.

They were currently home for summer vacation.

Shu Qin asked, “Hey Li Yan, have the college entrance exam results come out? How did you do? Where are you planning to go to university?”

Li Yan replied, “So-so. Should be able to get into a bachelor’s program, probably in Yun City.”

He didn’t show any superiority or disdain toward them, instead downplaying his own status.

Shu Qin looked envious, “A bachelor’s degree is pretty good. I remember you always had good grades in junior high. We’re in Yun City too—maybe we can hang out together.”

Li Yan nodded, “Sure, I’d be lucky to hang out with two beauties.”

Soon, it was time to board.

Coincidentally, Shu Qin had seat number one, right beside Li Yan.

Shen Cui Cui had seat number 18, no wonder those tickets were gone.

Boarding the slightly worn minibus, the vehicle swayed along the bumpy road from the county town to the township.

The feeling stirred Li Yan’s mind, making his memories overlap and grow clearer.

The sensation of going home was both hopeful and comforting.

Living life over again wasn’t so bad after all.