Lin Xuan stood in the doorway of the classroom, holding breakfast, and froze in place.
His eyes stared fixedly at the classroom number "102", unmoving.
This... how could this be possible?!
Hadn't he just died on a hospital bed a moment ago? Why was he completely fine now?
Class 102?!
Wasn't this his high school classroom? Had he been reborn?!
Lin Xuan gazed into the classroom, feeling the heartbeat brought by his young and healthy body, and was forced to believe the truth.
Even if beaten to death, he could never forget that senior year of high school was the turning point of his life.
Back then, after being rejected and humiliated by the campus belle Yu Jiaxin, he had stumbled in a daze into a roadside river, only to be fortunately rescued by his classmate Ling Yinluo.
Yet because Ling Yinluo's lungs had filled with water, she soon fell ill and died.
And back then, he had actually still kept his mind entirely set on Yu Jiaxin, and after enduring multiple failed confessions once again, his mind could no longer bear the blow, and he finally jumped from a building to commit suicide!
Although he was barely saved through emergency treatment, it left him with numerous ailments. When he lay in the hospital bed, Yu Jiaxin never once came to take a look at him.
Later on, he even heard from Zhao [Tianxiang] who came to visit him that after his accident, Yu Jiaxin had laughed in public, saying she was finally rid of a buzzing fly that had been harassing her!
Plagued by heartbreak and physical torment, Lin Xuan passed away in regret on his hospital bed a few years later.
The entire school knew that Lin Xuan was campus belle Yu Jiaxin's number one simping dog, willing to do absolutely anything for her!
Once, just to buy Yu Jiaxin a scarf, he worked day and night during summer vacation to save up three thousand yuan...
At Yu Jiaxin's casual remark that she wanted to eat a cake from the west side of the city, Lin Xuan didn't say another word and spent five hours round-trip to buy it for her, only for her to turn around and feed it to a dog...
His daily breakfasts and snacks never stopped; even Lin Xuan's backpack was filled with things Yu Jiaxin might find useful...
If simping had levels, then Lin Xuan had surely reached the absolute highest realm.
No matter how others viewed him, he always firmly believed that his devotion would one day move Yu Jiaxin, but just yesterday...
"I like you!"
"Jiaxin, t-this bouquet of flowers is for you!"
Lin Xuan kept his head down, not daring to make direct eye contact, holding out a brilliant bouquet of roses to the campus belle Yu Jiaxin.
The hand holding the roses trembled uncontrollably, and sweat seeped from his forehead due to nervousness.
"Heh, Lin Xuan, the gifts you give are getting cheaper and cheaper. You used to give jewelry, and now you're so poor you can only afford roses?"
Zhou Lin, standing off to the side, mocked Lin Xuan.
With a sweep of his hand, he knocked the bouquet of roses to the ground.
Zhou Lin was also one of Yu Jiaxin's suitors. Unlike the impoverished Lin Xuan, his family owned a listed company and possessed vast fortunes.
"You... my flowers!"
Lin Xuan anxiously picked them up, then handed them to Yu Jiaxin once again.
"I'm sorry, Lin Xuan. I find things that have fallen on the ground dirty. Besides, we aren't suited for each other. Goodbye!"
With that, Yu Jiaxin left with the others, leaving Lin Xuan holding the roses, dazed and frozen in place for a long time.
Dirty? He had spent three whole years growing these himself.
He still remembered three years ago when Lin Xuan had spent a semester's worth of tuition money to buy a necklace for Yu Jiaxin, only for Yu Jiaxin to accept it and say indifferently:
"Can you not be so vulgar? What I like is genuine sincerity, not these expensive gifts. Even a single flower or a card, as long as it has true sincerity, is a hundred times better than anything you send!"
These words stayed with Lin Xuan for three years, starting from that very moment.
Lin Xuan had diligently learned how to grow flowers, from planting a single seed to successfully blooming fresh blossoms.
No person knew how much effort Lin Xuan had put in.
At the moment the roses bloomed, a comforting smile had appeared on Lin Xuan's face.
These flowers should be able to make Yu Jiaxin happy...
Never had he expected that upon seeing this bouquet, Yu Jiaxin would still wear that cold expression, and even call his flowers dirty.
Were the flowers dirty? No! It was your heart that was dirty!
Looking at the vibrant roses stained with dirt, *creak*—it sounded as though something had shattered.
It was Lin Xuan's sincere heart that had broken!
What followed next was Lin Xuan falling into the river and then being rescued by his classmate Ling Yinluo.
I've been reborn to the day after my confession!
Lin Xuan snapped back to reality.
Lin Xuan looked at the breakfast in his hand, his anger bubbling up.
His past-life self, after experiencing the failure and humiliation of his confession, had actually still acted as if nothing happened and brought breakfast to Yu Jiaxin the very next day!
"Xuanzi, why are you standing in the doorway zoning out? Are you sneaking a peek at Yu Jiaxin again?!"
Zhao Tianxiang had just arrived in the classroom and, seeing Lin Xuan frozen in place, patted him on the shoulder and said.
Zhao Tianxiang was Lin Xuan's childhood best friend. In his past life when Lin Xuan committed suicide by jumping from the building, Zhao Tianxiang was the one who cried the hardest, trying to persuade Lin Xuan on the rooftop for a full three hours.
Yet Lin Xuan back then still couldn't withstand the blow and ultimately jumped down.
Later on, left with a physical disability, Lin Xuan's grandfather had sold almost everything of value to pay for his medical treatments.
Upon learning of this, Zhao Tianxiang frequently came to Lin Xuan's house between classes to take care of him, chat with him, and cheer him up.
He even took money from home multiple times to give to Lin Xuan.
When Lin Xuan was lying on his hospital bed with his very last breath, Zhao Tianxiang had tightly grasped his hand while crying, saying how wonderful it would have been if he hadn't chased after Yu Jiaxin in the first place...
Thinking of this, Lin Xuan's eyes welled up with hot tears; this was his true brother!
Lin Xuan pulled Zhao Tianxiang into a tight hug.
"What the hell, don't tell me you couldn't handle being rejected by the campus belle and switched to liking guys now!"
Zhao Tianxiang looked at Lin Xuan with a mock expression of disgust.
"Get lost! Can't I just welcome my good brother? What's wrong with a hug?"
"Cut the crap, kid. I heard people talking—you confessed to Yu Jiaxin last night and got rejected again, and you cried all the way back."
"Xuanzi, it's not that I'm lecturing you, but with your looks and intelligence, is there any need to hang yourself from a single tree? You can't find a toad with three legs, but finding a frog with two legs isn't hard at all!"
Zhao was right; Lin Xuan's appearance definitely ranked at the campus-hunk level in school.
It was just that he had poured his heart and soul entirely into pursuing Yu Jiaxin, usually failing to groom or style himself at all. Coupled with the fact that he constantly trailed behind Yu Jiaxin like a tail, he ended up looking like a complete loser.
"Damn, you even brought her breakfast! You've got some nerve!"
Zhao Tianxiang said, looking at the breakfast in Lin Xuan's hands.
Lin Xuan looked at his good brother before him and the breakfast in his hands.
Deep in his heart, he made a resolute decision: he would never let the tragedy repeat itself.
Since the heavens had granted him this chance at rebirth, he would choose to work hard so that those who treated him with genuine sincerity could live better lives!
Thinking of this, Lin Xuan clenched his fists tightly.
"Stop zoning out, hurry inside. Class is about to start!"
Zhao Tianxiang urged.
At that moment, Yu Jiaxin was sitting at her desk, casting a sideways glance at Lin Xuan in the doorway.
One had to admit that as the school's universally recognized campus belle, Yu Jiaxin was indeed exceptionally beautiful.
With her hair tied in long braids, wearing a white shirt paired with a purple jacket, her fair face betrayed a hint of aloofness.
Yu Jiaxin was wondering if she had spoken too harshly to Lin Xuan yesterday; after all, he had brought her a gift, yet she had called his present dirty.