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Chapter 486 - 480, Returning to the Old Place (Second Update)_1

Chapter 486: 480, Returning to the Old Place (Second Update)_1

Mrs. Ren dropped this remark and walked away, leaving Ren He and Yang Xi feeling awkward in the Courtyard House...

Before the two could even take the first step on the path to procreation, Fang and Mrs. Wang watched them with smirks on their faces. Yang Xi was so embarrassed that she retreated to the second bedroom to sleep.

Ren He sat in the yard smacking his lips; he actually wanted to use this opportunity to get closer to Yang Xi. The problem was, she wasn’t willing at the moment! He couldn’t possibly have a baby on his own!

The next morning, as soon as Ren He woke up and stepped out of the house, Fang looked at him with a surprised delight, "Master’s awake, I’ve prepared breakfast for you."

However, when Fang brought over the breakfast, Ren He was baffled, "What is this?!"

"Deer blood! It’s highly nutritious!" Fang said cheerfully.

Ren He’s face turned dark at that moment; Fang really knew how to kick a man when he was down... Under the earnest gaze of Fang, Ren He managed to swallow half a bowl of deer blood before he almost threw it up. Fang rambled on enthusiastically about raising deer in their village and even selling them to parks, which turned out to be a lucrative business for the village.

Women in confinement and men needing nourishment drank deer blood, which was highly effective.

But Ren He felt he didn’t need any nourishment at all!

Ren He didn’t stay depressed for long, though. As soon as Yang Xi woke up, he watched with glee as Fang brought her a bowl of deer blood too. Cui Qiang from the selling house in the Courtyard House had managed to get this for them; as soon as he heard it was needed for the Ren family, he didn’t hesitate to get it done, his business in the Capital depending on his shrewdness and big heart.

After drinking the deer blood, they had a regular breakfast. Maybe it was the deer blood, or something else, but Yang Xi’s face was red the whole morning. Ren He, munching on a zongzi, asked her, "Are you still going to school? I plan to continue my studies. When I left No.4 Middle School, I only took a leave of absence, not a withdrawal. I should be able to catch up with the curriculum if I go back now. Don’t be fooled by how nice Mom seems about education, saying it’s okay whether I go or not. If I stop attending school, she’ll nag me about it for years."

Now Ren He casually used the term "our mom", which previously had been used by Yang Xi, and now it was making Yang Xi shy. She, now emotionally stable, couldn’t even understand how she managed to stay at Ren He’s home...

Continuing her education was certain. School life had always been something Ren He longed for. The decision to delegate control and give others more responsibility came because he wanted a freer, more relaxed life.

Having fought his way through society for so many years in his past life, what he desired most was to return to school, even if it was just to play Dota with his classmates, play fight the landlord, or even just hang out with nothing particular to do.

The school days are probably the times most people love to reminisce about. It was a time when you could get into fights for a friend, get drunk with your buddies by the roadside, or watch soccer or Dota tournaments together until dawn.

Those were the days of hormonal surges and ideological clashes, free from monetary interests, exploitation, or betrayal. A little conflict among classmates was nothing serious; everyone was at their prime age, full of spirit and peerless grace.

So Ren He had long decided—once he returned to a normal life—he would continue his education.

However, where exactly he would go—whether back to No.4 Middle School or somewhere else—he hadn’t decided yet.

"I’ll go back to school too, but I am probably going directly to the Central Academy of Music," Yang Xi said as she sipped her soy milk. "After returning to the country, mom already arranged it. I’ll continue studying piano. Although I’ll definitely be learning piano from you in the future, she still wants me to have more friends."

This statement resonated with Ren He. For someone like him, who was once a terrible student, do the things learned in school really come in handy once you enter society? Probably not...

What mattered most about those times to him was the few friends he made—in the past life he wouldn’t mention, and in this life, there were Xu Nuo in junior high and Jiang Haoyang, Liu Bing, Li Yifan, and Liu Jiamin in high school.

In fact, those friendships were what upheld those times.

With the influence of the Yang Family and the high quality of Yang Xi herself, it wouldn’t be difficult for her to get a special admission into the Central Academy of Music.

But what about Ren He? At this point, there was no need for him to insist on attending the same school as Yang Xi. They were living together now; what difference did it make if they went to the same school or not?

The focus was on attending school, and as for which particular one, Ren He didn’t really care. He planned to ask Elder Zhou if there was a pathway he could take.

His former classmates would probably never have imagined that after serving as a junior professor at Juilliard School of Music, Ren He had returned to his home country and was now planning to bypass high school and go straight to university.

Ren He’s life had become free, no longer constrained by the ordinary trajectory of others, almost transcendent.

But he also didn’t plan to be very high-profile in university life, after all, one’s identity could always tip the balance of friendships. Ren He had no intention of letting anyone flatter him through life; facing ordinary life with an ordinary heart was enough.

The Qinghe Fund had already become the most dazzling charity foundation in the country, all thanks to the worldwide bestseller status of the first Harry Potter book, which led to many significant moves by Qinghe Fund during this period.

With ample funds, no one had dared to casually raise the salary level of teachers in educational charity, but Qinghe Fund did.

During that time, even some excellent charity teachers who had once left due to financial reasons, with a sense of guilt, returned to their posts.

This was what made Ren He the most content, as they were helping these noble charity teachers fulfill their dreams and improve their own lives.

Everyone has the right to pursue a good life. Their departure wasn’t their fault but rather a reflection of society not having developed to a higher stage. Now, Ren He was helping them to fulfill their dreams, and this act itself held meaning for him.

After arranging to have lunch with Elder Zhou the next day, Ren He and Yang Xi revisited the No.4 Middle School, which was a place of happy memories for them and could be considered the alma mater for both.

Watching students hurriedly leave the classrooms for the playground, library, cafeteria, and snack shop, Ren He felt as if he was in a bygone era.

He hadn’t been gone long, but he had already experienced too much.

After the New York battle, his mindset indeed underwent a change toward a different direction, becoming calmer, yearning even more for a peaceful life.

He would rather those killings had never happened.

As Ren He and Yang Xi stood at the entrance of No.4 Middle School, soaking up the vibrant spirit of their contemporaries, Ren He felt that he had finally let go of that memory, which was neither good nor bad.

Tonight, he likely wouldn’t dream of gunfire and bullets again. A new campus life was about to begin, and they would meet new friends, classmates, and start anew.

Yang Xi gently held Ren He’s hand, well aware that there was always a weight on his heart because he had killed people.

At that moment, she could even sense the change in his mood and sincerely felt happy for Ren He, because she believed he had finally stepped out of the shadow of New York, with no sorrow, no anger, only peace.

However, Ren He felt this matter wasn’t over, not because the CIA would dare to cause trouble under China’s pressure, but because Ren He felt it was necessary to return those things they had imposed on him.

He was a vengeful person, always had been.

As the two left the entrance of No.4 Middle School, someone in the campus suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Did I just see Yang Xi and the president of Qinghe Club leaving side by side?"

"Ha ha, you must be seeing things. They both went overseas a while ago, one to America and one to England, and Yang Xi’s boyfriend is a Knight, don’t mismatch them!"

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