One Useless Rebirth (BL novel)

C7. Untitled Part

Driving the car back onto the main road, Jiang Xiuwen turned to look at Di Qiuhe with eyes full of gossip, who was sitting shotgun, over and over again.

Di Qiuhe noticed his line of sight, and put the notebook paper that he had been clenching in his hands onto his lap without saying a word. He turned his head over to face him, with that good-looking face of his, and a murderous aura.

"Cough." Jiang Xiuwen removed his gaze, looked back towards the front, and tried to ask as casually as possible, "So who was that guy just now? You and him seemed to be really close with each other. Is he a new friend of yours?"

"He's not." Di Qiuhe answered in a heavy voice, his hands tightening their hold on the piece of paper. Just as he thought of saying that he was just a little "pup"arazzi that didn't know how to distinguish between good from bad, he quickly swallowed the words as they came to his mouth. He finally also tried to act as casually as possible, and responded by saying, "He's one of my little super-fans. Last time, I gave him an autograph. In order to pay me back, he decided to give me a signature as a return gift."

Jiang Xiuwen glanced over at the piece of paper held in his hand with an odd expression on his face, "In order to show his gratitude to his idol, a super-fan gave his own signature as a return gift, and then ran away from him like he was the plague?" And even implied that this idol was a dog? Are you sure this wasn't an anti-fan?

Di Qiuhe's body stiffened. He turned his head away, and stuffed the piece of paper into his pocket. He adjusted the chair so he could lay down, pulled the baseball hat over to cover his face, and pretended to be dead, "I'm tired. Wake me up when it's time to eat."

"..." It only takes five minutes to drive from here to the restaurant. I dare you to try and find a more reasonable reason to try and avoid having this conversation!

After annoying the Film Emperor, He Bai welcomed in a new Monday with both his mind and body relaxed. Then, he was stunned silly when he went to the cafeteria window to buy breakfast.

After annoying the Film Emperor, He Bai welcomed in a new Monday with both his mind and body relaxed. Then, he was stunned silly when he went to the cafeteria window to buy breakfast.

"One bowl of rice porridge, two vegetable buns. Your total will be three yuan. Please swipe your card." The loud voice of the cafeteria auntie could be heard coming from the window.

He took his hand out of the empty compartment in his camera bag, was silent for a few moments, before coming out from the front of the line. He reached for his cell phone to call Wang Hu, "Hey Lao Da- I need you to come save me. I forgot to bring money for breakfast..."

After finishing breakfast, Niu Junjie, who had already walked out from the shadow of getting his heart broken, took a look at Wang Hu and Chen Jie, who were walking in front of him. He said in a low voice, "Xiao Bai, did you run out of living expenses? I saw that you seemed to have quit all of your part-time jobs. The semester's about to come to an end, so it's better that you decided to stop working. This way, you can have free time to prepare for the end of term exams. So, um, you shouldn't make yourself too tired. With regards to your next semester's tuition and all that, if you have any problems, just know that your brothers are always here to help."

He Bai looked at how he tried to be as careful as possible, trying not injure his pride, and his heart felt warm. He couldn't help but lift up his camera and press down on the shutter, before smiling and putting his arm around his shoulder, saying, "I still have enough living expenses. I just lost my ID card somewhere, so I had no way to swipe at the register, and need to get a new one made. Since you offered to help, then until my new ID card is ready, you're responsible for my three meals a day!" In the past, he used to be really sensitive towards money. He wasn't willing to take advantage of his good friends, which led to Wang Hu and the others always being as careful as possible when it came to the subject. But now, he had already lived many years surrounded by an ocean of money, and had come to understand the concept that "even siblings need to return debts," wasn't really realistic when it came to getting along with others. A good friend's good intentions should be accepted when it was appropriate, and when there was a good opportunity in the future, you could always find a way to return that favor. This kind of interaction between friends, was the most comfortable way to get along.