Damn it! I've never heard of a reborn person doing so poorly, being bullied like this by a mere local bully with tens of millions in assets in a small county town. Shouldn't he have just shrugged off and been scared out of his wits?

In retaliation, Chen Bing had no choice but to fight back in kind, employing the same underhanded tactics. The dragon slayer ultimately becomes the dragon.

Chen Shichao was not annoyed by this, and the two of them attacked each other in the game and in real life with all sorts of rogue and shameless methods.

This whole arrangement, while seemingly joyful, was actually quite enjoyable. In my past life, after graduating from university and entering the workforce, the days spent playing games with my father like this gradually decreased. Forget playing games together; as work became busier, even a simple phone call became rare…

Hey! No way! You little rascal, why are you hiding behind the boxes and ambushing me again?! You're shameless!

In a panic, Chen Bing quickly bumped into Chen Shichao beside her to prevent him from killing her.

With everyone interacting, the place became quite lively.

In the following days, Chen Bing would sometimes play games and watch TV, and sometimes go out to play ball or study at home. During this time, Shang Yunmiao was always by his side, and he had a pretty comfortable time.

However, there were some regrets. Although Chen Bing had mischievously recommended a few movies and TV series to Xiao Shang, the other party didn't try to get close to her like they had the previous night.

Ahem! I admit that having such thoughts is despicable, making me feel like I'm worse than an animal, just like the protagonist of an adult film. But to err is human.

Besides, I'm not some scumbag who eats and wipes his mouth clean and then forgets about the person. So what if I was momentarily blinded by greed and did something against my conscience? Xiao Shang even stole my glue sticks before!

Let's call it even, let's call it even. We can't always expect girls to take the initiative, right? I think most men should reflect on themselves first, and stop assuming that beautiful girls will actively pursue or throw themselves at you. Happiness is something you have to fight for, and that includes girlfriends.

To put it another way, Chen Bing and Xiao Shang are like Zhou Yu beating Huang Gai – one is willing to hit and the other is willing to be hit. So, bystanders, please stop babbling on.

In conclusion, after fully justifying her actions in her mind, Chen Bing felt at ease and said to Shang Yunmiao beside her, "Give me one of your pillows, I'm short one."

"Ah? Oh, okay."

Around 9 p.m. that night, after watching "Anohana: The Flower We Saw That Day" with Shang Yunmiao in her room, Chen Bing mustered up his courage and asked her for a pillow.

A few days ago, on the night Shang Yunmiao raided Chen Bing's place, she took a pillow with her. Several days have passed, and Shang Yunmiao seems to have forgotten about it, not returning it at all.

According to Chen Bing's habit, he uses two pillows when he sleeps, one to lean on and one to hug. Therefore, after losing one, he couldn't sleep soundly for several days in a row.

Today, I finally found the right opportunity to ask Shang Yunmiao for it.

As for why he didn't go elsewhere to get a new one, or ask for his old pillow back, one can only say that the person who has this question is probably a single, nerdy guy.

After hearing Chen Bing's request, Shang Yunmiao handed over the light pink pillow she was lying on without hesitation.

After receiving the items, Chen Bing nodded slightly, feigning composure, and then strolled back to her bedroom with her pillow in her arms.

It's getting late, and I need to go to school to pick up my report card tomorrow, so I really shouldn't delay any longer and should get some rest as soon as possible.

With that thought in mind, Chen Bing decisively turned off the light, then stuffed the pillow in her hand into the quilt, and then crawled in to prepare for sleep.

The pillow in my arms was soft and fragrant, and it smelled of Shang Yunmiao.

Chen Bing rested his chin on it, the more he smelled the aroma, the more intoxicated he became. He even let out a muffled, strange cry of excitement, and his legs shook uncontrollably, as if he were having an epileptic seizure.

Whew~ Calm down, calm down.

It's just a small pillow, why are you getting so excited? It's nothing, just a trivial matter; what's there to get excited about?

With this thought in mind, Chen Bing gradually calmed down. She stopped thinking about anything else, closed her eyes, and fell asleep in no time.

In Shang Yunmiao's room, just a wall away, the young girl was doing something similar to Chen Bing, showing a hint of excitement as she looked at the spot where Chen Bing had just lain. However, compared to Chen Bing, she was naturally much more restrained and quiet.

Interestingly, Chen Bing had previously boasted of being mature and capable of easily manipulating the childlike Shang Yunmiao.

What he never thought was that, as a child who had never been in a relationship, when life started over, whether it was the long childhood that nurtured him, or the hormonal effects of puberty and the emergence of secondary sexual characteristics, all of these things made Chen Bing subconsciously shed his adult mentality and truly experience the stirrings of early spring like a teenager, just like Shang Yunmiao.

Nothing more was said that night...

The next day, Chen Bing and Shang Yunmiao took a car back to Baishi No.1 Middle School to pick up their report cards.

As they entered the school gate, the two consciously let go of each other's hands. After walking into a deserted path on campus, they naturally put their hands together again. But as they approached the teaching building, their hands tacitly let go of each other once more.

This behavior can be interpreted in two ways: first, "they hold hands as if it's a routine, so their relationship is probably not very good." Second, "they even find an opportunity to hold hands on such a short distance, so their relationship must be really good."

Clearly, we should interpret it the second way.

Meanwhile, Chen Bing and Shang Yunmiao walked side by side up the stairs to the second floor, and just then they saw Zhang Yuan coming out of the door of Class Two.

It's ironic how fate works. In the monthly exam when classes were divided, Zhang Yuan did indeed do his best and ranked over sixty, meeting the requirements for entering the science and technology class.

Unfortunately, Class Two was also a science and technology class. Therefore, with a 50/50 chance, they didn't make it into Class One.

Although it's a bit of a pity, in a way, it can be considered as doing one's best and leaving the rest to fate. In short, there's nothing to regret.

Anyway, Class 1 and Class 2 were right next to each other, occupying half a floor, and they got along better with the other six classes on weekdays.

"Hey! Bing-ge, Miao-jie!"