Chapter 5: Change of Attack

Twenty minutes later, at the morning tea shop.

At the big round dining table, no one was close to each other, and the three of them each occupied a corner.

No one spoke and the atmosphere was somewhat depressing.

Yin Jiu didn't ask for their opinions and casually ordered some signature breakfast. When the waiter served the food, he said coldly, "Eat quickly. After I send you back, I still have to go to work."

Poor men are older, that's reasonable!

Li Xinzhu ate his breakfast without any appetite, and hesitated to speak: "Ah Jiu, did you come here last night?"

What the hell is Ah Jiu? A nickname for young lovers? Whatever. It’s better not to call him by his name, so that I won’t be able to look at his real name in the face in the future.

Yin Jiu raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were cold: "What do you want to ask? Yes, I just happened to pass by with my friends last night. Don't thank me. Even if he is a stranger, I will not pretend not to see him."

The system thinks he knows how to strike first.

Hearing this, Li Xinzhu felt relieved.

In fact, he did not completely forget what happened last night. He remembered that he seemed to be helped up by someone. The other person was a very strong man who pulled him up from the ground with one hand.

With such physique and physical strength, he doesn't look like Lin Jin, and of course, he doesn't look like Yin Jiu either.

Although I don't remember seeing Yin Jiu last night, it would make sense if he was with his friends.

To judge that he was reborn, Li Xinzhu's rebirth point certainly was not after the hotel. He was reborn after he was forced to drink and felt uncomfortable in his stomach. He fell asleep against the wall in the rest room in a daze for a while.

He was given enough time to react, but because he was drunk, he couldn't control his words and actions, and he thought he was dreaming, so he almost went down the same path as in his previous life.

At this moment, Li Xinzhu's mood was very complicated.

He thought he had reached the end of the road, but he didn't expect that at the most desperate moment, he would be brought back to the beginning.

Is this a gift from fate?

He looked at the man opposite him with a look of apology and joy.

There's still time for everything.

There is no doubt that Yin Jiu is a very unforgettable person.

In the years that followed, Li Hsin-chu would often think of him. Although so much time had passed that his features had become blurry, he still remembered his gentleness and thoughtfulness.

The last time they met before rebirth, the two sat in a very ordinary noodle shop on the roadside. The handsome middle-aged man looked at him tenderly with all-embracing eyes and comforted him softly: "Everything will be fine."

Now, the figure of the middle-aged man overlaps with the stern young man in front of him.

Li Xinzhu had a sense of confusion. The young Yin Jiu seemed a little different from what he remembered. Such a cold and arrogant expression was not there in his memory.

But it is hard to tell whether it is the young Yin Jiu who is different, or whether his memories have been beautified by himself.

Or maybe, when he was young, he looked at people too one-sidedly.

Perhaps he did not see through Yin Jiu at that time, just as he had never seen through Lin Jin, with whom he had been in love for more than ten years.

I sighed quietly in my heart, knowing that the joy I felt after being reborn and the ambition to redeem and make up for everything suddenly cooled down a little as if a bucket of cold water was poured on me.

Li Xinzhu stared fixedly at the person opposite him, with a doting and determined smile on his face.

In memory, Yin Jiu has always been the active one. In this life, as a compensation, Li Xinzhu is willing to be the active one.

Yin Jiu suddenly shuddered.

He knew that the reborn man opposite him was looking at him, but he did not look up and just kept his eyes down while eating.

The voice in my heart never stops.

"System, the uncle opposite seems to be thinking about something terrible!"

"Uncle?" The system was surprised by this title.

Yin Jiu: "Isn't it true? I am 19 this year. Before he was reborn..."

System: “38 years old.”

Yin Jiu muttered in his heart: "19 and 38, that's my age multiplied by two, the difference is almost 20 years, whether it's in the context of the year or the year, it's very explosive, right?"

The system said uncertainly: "Is there..."

Isn’t this the setting for all rebirth stories?

The system did not feel exploded, but instead felt that the host's perspective on the problem was very unique.

"He tried hard enough to be my dad. Of course, I didn't take my dad's hobbies for granted, but... it's not really to my taste, you know."

Yin Jiu complained: "I have no opinion on age-gap relationships. I just like people who are younger than me, even one day younger is fine. Isn't this standard for choosing a partner excessive?"

Why are there promotions again...Are you being polite?

The system glanced at the old man opposite and said unhappily: "True love knows no age."

Yin Jiu: "System, have you ever heard of this kind of writing?"

System: “What text?”

Yin Jiu sincerely suggested: "You might consider changing Gongwen."

The system fell silent.

I don't know whether I was too lazy to pay attention to him or was considering the feasibility.

Yin Jiu didn't care what the system thought, but he really thought about this problem carefully. In fact, he had been considering this aspect from the very beginning.

If this road is blocked, just take another one. Why hang yourself on this crooked tree?

Suddenly, a crab roe bun fell into the bowl. Yin Jiu looked up and met the uncle's expectant eyes.

Without saying anything and without touching the tea, Yin Jiu put down his chopsticks, leaned lazily on the chair behind him, poured himself a cup of tea, held the cup with one hand, and sipped it gently.

It was also the first time that I took a serious look at the person facing me.

The first thing that caught my eye was the dark circles under my eyes that could not be ignored.

Perhaps it is due to the need for stage performance, as he has to wear heavy makeup every day, so his face has the dull and pale color that is unique after removing makeup.

The only highlight is probably the short, messy hair dyed chestnut brown.

The hairstyle is pretty nice.

Yin Jiu couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Overall, I don't have any impression of him. He's just a man, looks okay, and has a handsome hairstyle.

Yin Jiu breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, there was no weird special halo that affected his mind.

I am straight!

He was looking at Li Hsin-chu, and Li Hsin-chu was also looking at him.

It's strange to say, maybe people of different ages have different aesthetic tastes. When Li Hsin-chu was young, he also thought Yin Jiu was very handsome, but just an ordinary guy. What he remembered more was his rustic outfit and cheap clothes.

But looking at it again now, it is still that simple black shirt without any decoration, but it fits him perfectly.

The slightly messy parted hair is a very common hairstyle for college students, but it is so handsome that people can't take their eyes off it.

Unlike Ning Changyue at the other corner of the round table, who was also wearing street stall clothes costing more than ten yuan each, she looked like a child who had stolen adult clothes, which was ridiculous.

Li Xinzhu's mouth was dry, and he reached out his hand, "Ajiu..."

Yin Jiu raised his hand and shouted, "Handsome brother, add two servings of shrimp dumplings for this table."

After shouting, he turned around, looked over there puzzledly, and looked inquiringly with his eyes.

"Nothing." Li Xinzhu awkwardly withdrew his hand, took a sip of tea to cover up his embarrassment, and said, "What time do you get off work? Can we make an appointment to talk?"

Yin Jiu said coldly: "I get off work at nine o'clock in the evening. Are you free?"

Li Xinzhu quickly agreed: "When I'm free, I'll pick you up wherever you work."

Yin Jiu just looked at him with a half-smile and uttered two words neither lightly nor heavily.

"Sure?"

Li Xinzhu was about to give an affirmative answer, but suddenly remembered that he seemed to be still singing in a bar and might not be able to go before nine o'clock.

He compromised and said, "Then I'll come find you after get off work, okay?"

"Big...Big Brother." Yin Jiu exhaled lightly and said tiredly, "I'm very tired recently. Let's wait for a while."

For the sake of his own safety, Yin Jiu didn't want to meet him privately.

Of course, I'm not afraid, I just think it's unnecessary.

"Okay." Li Xinzhu agreed reluctantly.

But on second thought, maybe he needs some time to reflect on his current predicament and his plans for the future.

Yin Jiu glanced around and saw the invisible child beside him finish the last shrimp dumpling. He stood up and said, "Let's go. I'm in a hurry."

After paying the bill and leaving the store, Yin Jiu hailed a taxi and got in the passenger seat first.

In the back seat, the two cousins ​​sat on each side, with a long distance between them.

After waiting for a few seconds, no one in the car said anything. The driver urged, "Where are you going, handsome guys?"

Li Xinzhu quickly gave the address without thinking too much, and was even glad that he had not forgotten his current address.

After thinking a lot, Yin Jiu was complaining about the system: "No, what's the use of your system? It doesn't even know the address."

The system said helplessly: "There is no clear address in the novel."

Although this is a real small world, the novel rarely gives specific descriptions of addresses and phone numbers. At most it will describe a certain community in a certain city, and at best a house number.

Cities can all be replaced by letters. This is a mystery. How can people find their location?

Yin Jiu: "It's not in the novel, can't you check it out?"

System: "I don't have such authority or such function. I am just a plot monitoring system. I don't have the special functions you mentioned. Besides..."

"The system itself cannot interfere too much with the development of the small world."

Yin Jiu said bluntly: "You are going too far now."

The system insisted: “No, I am just giving you a reminder. It is your choice whether to do it or not and to what extent.”

Classic buck-passing theory.

…

It was midsummer, and the car was filled with the smell of leather exposed to the scorching sun. The driver was reluctant to turn on the air conditioner, so the narrow space was smelly and stuffy.

Yin Jiu tugged at his collar, a little annoyed.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the child in the back seat open the car window and lean on the edge, his hair flying all over the place, his mouth open, breathing in the hot air in his face.

After smiling, Yin Jiu became less irritable.

When they arrived at the destination, Yin Jiu didn't even get out of the car. He waited for the two people in the back seat to get out and immediately asked the driver to start the car.

As for the person outside the car window who seemed to be hesitant to speak, Yin Jiu pretended not to see him.

It was not until they were out of sight that the two people standing still took any action.

Li Xinzhu said, "Let's go home."

Ning Changyue ignored him and quickly sneaked into the residential building, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Li Hsin-chu shook his head helplessly.

With this weird and arrogant personality, I don’t know how he lived for the past ten years after he moved out.