Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat
Chapter 183 - 183 180 Hooligan

Chapter 183: Chapter 180 Hooligan Chapter 183: Chapter 180 Hooligan In the glass room, Liang Lei was itching to chat more with Song Jiawen and get closer–

“I heard you study physics, which isn’t easy for a girl. Did you end up in this major because you slid down? Your brother is at Beijing University, why didn’t you have him help you transfer to arts?”

Yu Xinrui almost spilled her tea on herself as the cup tilted in her hand.

Song Jiawen looked up at Liang Lei, bewildered, then turned her gaze toward her.

Yu Xinrui coughed lightly to mask the awkwardness and whispered to Liang Lei, “Physics is the major with the highest admission scores at Beijing University.”

“Ah?” Liang Lei hadn’t come to terms with it yet, looking at her blankly.

Yu Xinrui massaged her forehead, oh God, she used to think this girl was quite clever, but how come her brain isn’t working now, this IQ… she was hasty, it seemed destined that the matchmaking wouldn’t happen today.

Considering this little episode, Yu Xinrui didn’t inquire further about Yu Heng’s “ambiguous friendship” and just left after exchanging a few pleasantries following the midday meal.

The next day, Sunday at noon, Liang Yujun and two others were at a restaurant near the school gate waiting for Song Jiawen.

The dishes were all light, and Song Jiawen also brought several cups of juice.

Once she sat down, Ding Yuanyuan asked Liang Yujun, “Yujun, if he doesn’t bring it to you by two, are you really planning to call his mom?”

The truth was, Liang Yujun hadn’t decided yet; she was young and thin-skinned, and wasn’t sure if she could actually make that call to someone else’s mom.

But Song Jiawen countered, “He had you buying his train ticket without paying, waiting for you to pay for meals, what’s there for you to be embarrassed about asking for your money? It’s your own money, not his.”

Right, what’s there to be embarrassed about asking for my own money.

Liang Yujun nodded firmly, “Jiajia is right, I’m asking for my own money, there should be nothing hard to say about that.”

After the meal, they didn’t go back to the university but went to Zero Degree Cafe to drink coffee and wait.

As two o’clock approached, Ding Yuanyuan and Sha Yali alternated between checking Liang Yujun’s phone and looking outside.

“It’s two o’clock sharp, and there’s no sign of him, no call either.”

Liang Yujun was unusually calm at this point, “I already messaged him at one o’clock that we’re waiting here, don’t worry, let’s give him ten minutes of leeway.”

If he still hadn’t shown up by then, she would immediately call his mother and would also tell her that her own mother would be coming to collect the money.

As a top student in her high school, Liang Yujun was known to nearly everyone, and her mother had spoken on stage as a parent representative too. Of course, none of that was important; what mattered was that Zhou Zihao’s mother knew hers and had sought advice from her on several occasions.

So, calling to collect a debt wasn’t exactly uncharted territory.

At ten past two, there was still no sign of him.

Liang Yujun calmly picked up her phone, was just about to dial when it rang.

“It’s Zhou Zihao.”

Liang Yujun pressed the answer button, and Zhou Zihao’s voice, as gentle as always, came through–

“Yujun, I was delayed waiting for the bus on my side, give me five more minutes to get to your school.”

“All right, we’ll wait another five minutes for you.”

After speaking, Liang Yujun coldly hung up the phone.

The other three girls all watched her. Ding Yuanyuan hissed, “Could it be a delay tactic? Didn’t bring money?”

Sha Yali sneered, “What’s there to drag out in five minutes? Is he planning to be reborn or what? But it might be possible that he didn’t bring the money.”

Five minutes passed quickly, and everyone looked toward the door.

Zhou Zihao hurriedly ran over with quick steps, gasping for breath when he pushed the door open.

“Yujun… Yujun…”

Liang Yujun pushed her glasses up her nose and looked up, not sure if it was because the filter of love had been ripped away, but the boy who usually seemed quite tall and handsome in her eyes now appeared so ordinary that he was less noticeable than a passerby.

Her expressionless face inquired, “Did you bring the money?”

Song Jiawen’s eyelid twitched, and suddenly two words sprang up in her mind: “Where’s the goods?”

She tilted her head, her dark pupils glancing sideways at Zhou Zihao.

“I…”

Just as Zhou Zihao was about to reply, he caught a glimpse of Song Jiawen’s face, paused for a moment as a flash of astonishment crossed his eyes, but he quickly recovered, turned his head, and touched his nose, whispering, “Yujun, can we talk on the side?”

After speaking, he crossed over the table and sat down by a window at the back.

Liang Yujun stood up with an expressionless face and walked over, impatiently said, “There’s nothing to talk about. Pay me back the money, and our relationship is over.”

“Yujun, how are you feeling? Better?”

It seemed that Zhou Zihao had realized that his attitude that day had been wrong and, for a change, started today by first inquiring about Liang Yujun’s health.

But… it was too late!

“Now you remember to ask about my health—don’t you find it funny?”

Zhou Zihao attempted to explain, “Yujun, I was just panicky that day, I didn’t mean anything else. We’ve been classmates for years—you know what kind of person I am, don’t you?”

Hearing him say that, Liang Yujun’s heart sank. Could it be true, what Yuanyuan said, that this guy didn’t bring the money?

She was not someone who lacked this thousand-plus dollars, but just the thought of her money being spent by such a person made her sick to her stomach.

She would rather give it to a beggar on the street than give it to him.

Going along with his words, Liang Yujun said, “To be honest, Zhou Zihao, I’ve only come to understand what kind of person you are these past few days. Selfish, greedy, shameless… that’s more or less it. If there’s anything else, it’s just that I haven’t come to know it yet.”

Zhou Zihao, who had been forcing a smile, finally couldn’t bear it any longer, his gaze darkening as he stared at Liang Yujun, “Just for a thousand and some yuan, Liang Yujun, are you sure you want to burn bridges with me?”

Liang Yujun retorted, “Or what? Besides, haven’t you already burned bridges with me? Or are you saying that you came here today actually planning to make up, because you have no money?”

Zhou Zihao choked up and was left speechless.

Because he indeed hadn’t brought the money; he thought that a few nice words would soften Liang Yujun’s heart so she wouldn’t demand it, unaware that this woman’s heart would turn this cold and her demeanor this cutting after a change of face.

Liang Yujun sneered, “Zhou Zihao, in your eyes, am I the biggest fool in the world? Make up? After making up, what would I get? Paying every dinner bill? Paying double for train tickets? Or the several hundred yuan phone bill every month?”

Zhou Zihao’s face turned even uglier, “I thought, given our relationship, you wouldn’t mind these things. I’m disappointed… Liang Yujun, you really disappoint me! You also don’t look at yourself in the mirror. With your looks, I was with you purely out of pity. I didn’t expect you wouldn’t appreciate it, and you’d even bring your roommate here to humiliate me. With such a dark mind and character, even with a high education, you’ll probably never find a boyfriend again in the future.”

The three people sitting at a nearby table eavesdropping: “???”

What the hell!

How could she still tolerate this?

Liang Yujun was also shaking with anger, although she already knew Zhou Zihao was shameless, she never imagined he could be this despicable.

Song Jiawen suddenly stood up and walked over to Liang Yujun at the fastest speed, raised her hand, and slapped Zhou Zihao across the face, exclaiming, “Scoundrel!”