Rebirth of Bloody Romance

The sunlight slanted into the spacious tiered classroom, and the afternoon time seemed to be tinged with a lazy golden color.

In the classroom, students were either writing quickly with their heads down or frowning. The air was filled with the subtle atmosphere of the upcoming holiday and the anxiety about the exam results.

Zhong Yuemin and Xie Min stood in a corner of the classroom. As invigilators, their eyes moved among the students, but with a gentleness that was different from usual.

"Hey, Xiao Zhong, look at those students over there. That little fat boy is almost putting his hand into the drawer!" Xie Min lowered her voice, with a look of helplessness and anxiety in her eyes, and gently pointed her finger to a corner of the classroom.

Zhong Yuemin smiled slightly, shook his head gently, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Sister Xie, we've all been through that time, haven't we? Let them have some 'good' memories in this last campus." There was a hint of sarcasm in his words, but there was also understanding for these young people who were about to enter society.

Hearing this, Xie Min's lips curled up into an imperceptible smile. She blinked slyly, as if to say, "Well, kid, when did you become so 'reasonable'?" There was no need for many words between the two of them, as the tacit understanding had already been quietly established.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew, and the leaves outside the window rustled, as if accompanying this silent tacit understanding. Zhong Yuemin sighed softly, his eyes swept across every face in the classroom, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings.

"However," Zhong Yuemin changed the subject and his tone became serious, "We also have to remind them that cheating may feel good for a while, but life is a long journey and integrity is the foundation of life."

So, Zhong Yuemin slowly walked towards the "struggling" little fat boy, and instead of exposing him directly, he gently knocked on his desk. The little fat boy was startled and almost dropped the cheat sheet in his hand. He looked up at Zhong Yuemin's eyes, which were full of encouragement rather than blame, and his face instantly turned red.

"Everyone takes the exam seriously, and the Academic Affairs Office conducts regular inspections."

Just because Zhong Yuemin won't pursue them doesn't mean he will condone them. There will be people from the Academic Affairs Office pacing back and forth in every corridor. If they catch students cheating, Zhong Yuemin will be in trouble.

As the score of the last test paper came out, Zhong Yuemin finally breathed a sigh of relief. The heavy tasks of this semester melted quietly like winter snow blown by the spring breeze.

Zhong Yuemin felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction and comfort in his heart, and couldn't help thinking: "It's better to be a teacher, with so many innocent eyes to accompany me, and leisurely time in winter and summer vacations waiting for me."

After getting in a good mood, Zhong Yuemin began to sort out the clutter on his desk. Each item carried the memories and efforts of this semester. Just as he was about to close the door and leave to enjoy the long-awaited vacation, the dormitory door was unexpectedly knocked again, interrupting the tranquility.

"Teacher Dong? Why are you here?" After opening the door, Zhong Yuemin was surprised to see the usually gentle and lovely teacher Dong Yu.

Dong Yu smiled, holding in her hand an item that looked ordinary but had a special meaning - a pair of hand-woven gloves. "I have been looking for an opportunity to thank you. You have helped me so much. You must accept this gift."

Zhong Yuemin waved his hands and refused. "Teacher Dong, you are too polite. I really haven't done anything to deserve your gratitude. You really don't have to be like this."

But Teacher Dong seemed to have anticipated his reaction, and her smile was still warm. "Okay, then I won't say much. However, I will still leave this gift here, and you can consider it a small blessing from me." After saying that, she gently placed the gloves on Zhong Yuemin's desk, turned around and left, leaving behind a room full of warmth and confusion.

Zhong Yuemin looked at the pair of gloves with fine craftsmanship and dense stitching. They were knitted quite well.

With the official start of the holiday, Zhong Yuemin's courtyard once again became a happy gathering place.

The sunlight shines through the ancient eaves and onto the bluestone road, covering the small courtyard with a layer of warm golden gauze.

When Zhong Yuemin had nothing to do, he picked up his hobby of brewing wine again. The air was filled with the aroma of wine and laughter, making life in the courtyard particularly pleasant.

Zheng Tong seemed to be liberated after the holiday, and he took Jiang Biyun and her daughter to shuttle around Zhong Yuemin's yard all day. They either sat around a table and tasted the fine wine brewed by Zhong Yuemin himself, or played under the grape trellis nearby, laughing and talking continuously.

Zheng Tong always said with a smile, "Yuemin, your craftsmanship is amazing. I think you should just stop being a teacher and become a winemaker directly."

"Fuck, you're dreaming. You're going to want to drink it every day, right..."

Zhang Haiyang, the newlywed buddy, became a frequent visitor to the courtyard. During the day, he talked with Zhong Yuemin, Zheng Tong and others about everything from national affairs to family matters, boasting without thinking and laughing continuously.

At night, Zhang Haiyang returned home drunk and with a happy face. He spent a wonderful night with Li Ting. Those days were enviable.

On this day, the sun was shining brightly and the breeze was not dry. Zhong Yuemin was busy sealing the newly brewed wine when Zhang Haiyang came in again. He held the wine glass in one hand and put his other hand on Zhong Yuemin's shoulder, smiling, "Yuemin, your wine is getting better and better. If you keep going like this, I'll stay here with you."

Zhong Yuemin deliberately teased him when he heard this. "Haiyang, are you a match for Li Ting tonight? Do you want me to prescribe you some medicine to nourish your body?"

Zhang Haiyang was immediately alert when he heard this, and said in an exaggerated manner, "Fuck you, I am Zhang Haiyang and I am full of energy, why do I need any prescription? But you, Yuemin, did you secretly use some secret recipe? Why do you look like you have back pain?"

Zheng Tong also laughed. "Yuemin, you're not really going to use it, are you? Tell me quietly, I won't tell anyone else."

Zhong Yuemin laughed and scolded, "Go to hell! I'm doing this for your own good, but you really don't know how to appreciate kindness. This prescription of mine is passed down from my ancestors, I won't tell anyone else about it."

The two chatted with each other, laughed and scolded, and their friendship became deeper. Zhang Haiyang finally laughed and said, "Fuck! You are the dog! But having a brother like you, my life is getting better and better."

Just when everyone was immersed in the relaxed and happy atmosphere, Yuan Jun rushed into the courtyard and complained as soon as he came in. "Fuck, my buddy has been busy like a top recently, spinning non-stop. You guys are so free and easy, sitting here drinking wine, bragging, and acting like big shots."

When Zheng Tong heard this, he couldn't miss the opportunity to attack him, so he immediately responded, "Yuan Jun, are you jealous or envious?"

Yuan Jun showed a disdainful look. "Who envies you? Don't be so self-indulgent."

Seeing this, Zhong Yuemin started teasing. "Yuan Jun, come, come, come, call me uncle and let us enjoy the uncle's treatment."

Just as Yuan Jun was about to retort, he suddenly had an idea, coughed twice, then pinched his throat, pinched his fingers, and said jokingly, "Uncle, come quickly! Have some tea, I'll sing a song for you."

This sudden change caught everyone in the yard off guard. They all burst into laughter, and the atmosphere instantly reached a climax.

Jiang Biyun laughed so hard that she fell backwards, and teased, "Yuan Jun, you are really good. You imitated it so well. This proves that you have been to such places many times, right?"

When Yuan Jun heard this, he immediately pointed the finger at Zheng Tong. "It was your Zheng Tong who taught me this. I am a righteous man."

When Zheng Tong heard Yuan Jun dragging him into this, he quickly waved his hands to deny it, but he couldn't hide his smile. "Yuan Jun, don't wrongly accuse a good person. When did I teach you this? I'm a serious person and I never do that."

Zhong Yuemin laughed so hard that he fell backwards. He patted Yuan Jun on the shoulder and said, "Alright, alright, Yuan Jun, it's a pity that you don't act with your acting skills. But having you here, our party will be much more lively."

Yuan Jun also smiled. He sat in the middle of the group, picked up a glass of wine, and said generously, "Come on, let's have a drink for our gathering! Although I, Yuan Jun, am busy, I will definitely come to any gathering of buddies if I can."

Everyone raised their glasses, and the crisp clinking sound echoed in the courtyard. Jiang Biyun watched this scene and felt warm in her heart. She gently pushed Zheng Tong and said with a smile, "Look at how capable you are. You are still teaching Yuan Jun. Why don't you learn it yourself first?"

Zheng Tong pretended to be wronged and looked at Jiang Biyun, sighing exaggeratedly. "Hey, my wife, you are wronging me. I, Zheng Tong, am a gentleman, how could I have such a shady mind."

Laughter broke out in the yard again, and Yuan Jun took the opportunity to make a noise. "Yes, yes, yes, Zheng Tong is a gentleman, and we are all villains, and you are the most powerful."

Zheng Tong was speechless. "Yuan Jun, if you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb."

Amidst the laughter and joy, the time in the courtyard seemed to slow down and stretch. They chatted, drank, and occasionally made jokes and teased each other, but everyone's heart was filled with cherishment and gratitude for this friendship.

As night falls, the lights in the courtyard gradually light up, making this small space warm and peaceful.

Ning Wei stood at the door of the police station, cigarette butts gradually piled up at his feet, revealing his inner anxiety and restlessness. He looked to the end of the street from time to time, as if expecting something important to come. At this moment, a bright red color came into view, breaking the dullness around him. It was Ding Jiayi.

Ding Jiayi was wearing a red woolen coat, which made her look particularly dazzling in the cold winter wind. Her usual heroic spirit remained unchanged, but under the contrast of this coat, she looked even more charming and gentle. Ning Wei's eyes stayed on her for a moment, and then a gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Are you impatient?" Ding Jiayi's voice was clear and pleasant, with a bit of concern. She walked up to Ning Wei, took the cigarette box from his hand naturally, and shook her head gently. "Smoke less in the future, it's not good for your health."

"No, you're wearing something a little different today."

Ding Jiayi was wearing a red woolen coat, lacking her usual heroic spirit and gaining a girlish charm. "You're so silly, you don't even know how to compliment others. I usually wear this after get off work, what do you mean by different? Tell me, where are you going?"

Ding Jiayi and Ning Wei is also a story of a hero saving a beauty. Once, Ding Jiayi was besieged while performing a mission and was rescued by Ning Wei who happened to pass by.

The two walked out of the police station side by side. The lights on the street were already lit, adding a bit of warmth and romance to the night.

The accidental encounter between Ding Jiayi and Ning Wei brought their two originally parallel life trajectories together and also closely connected their hearts.

Ning Wei suggested going to a teahouse, and Ding Jiayi readily agreed, and the two of them stepped into the newly opened two-story teahouse together.

The lighting in the teahouse is soft, and the layout is elegant and warm. The air is filled with the faint fragrance of tea, which makes people relax involuntarily.

"I heard that this teahouse was opened by someone from Hong Kong Island. The style is indeed a little different." Ding Jiayi looked around and said softly, with curiosity and appreciation flashing in her eyes.

Ning Wei nodded and asked, "What kind of tea do you want to drink? The Longjing and chrysanthemum teas here are both very famous."

Ding Jiayi thought for a moment. "Then let's have a cup of chrysanthemum tea. I've been feeling a bit irritated lately."

Hearing this, Ning Wei skillfully called the waiter over and ordered a pot of Longjing tea for himself, and at the same time, he did not forget to order a pot of chrysanthemum tea for Ding Jiayi. After the waiter left, he personally picked up the teapot and filled Ding Jiayi's teacup with golden chrysanthemum tea, his movements smooth and careful.

"Try it, this chrysanthemum tea is very pure." Ning Wei handed the teacup to Ding Jiayi, his eyes full of anticipation.

Ding Jiayi took the teacup, took a sip, and then smiled with satisfaction. "Well, it's really good, with a refreshing fragrance and a soft taste."

Ding Jiayi gently put down the teacup, looking at Ning Wei with gentle but firm eyes. "Get yourself ready and come to my house for dinner tomorrow night."

Ning Wei's face flashed with embarrassment when he heard this. He was afraid that his poor speaking skills would make him a laughing stock in such an occasion.

Seeing this, Ding Jiayi's face darkened slightly, and there was a hint of displeasure in her tone. "What? You don't want to go?"

Ning Wei quickly shook his head. "No, no, you know I'm not good at talking, I'm afraid that by then..."

Ding Jiayi's expression eased after listening to Ning Wei's explanation. "Don't worry too much, I'm here. Besides, you can also bring your family over, and the parents of both sides can meet, and then the matter between us will be settled."

Ning Wei looked embarrassed and hesitated for a moment before saying, "Then, can I take my captain with me? I don't have many people at home, and my mother is not in good health. She is not suitable for attending such occasions."

Ding Jiayi was a little surprised when she heard that. She asked curiously, "Captain? You don't have a job, so how can you be the captain?"

"I was the captain when I was in the army, and now I work under him."

"So what does your captain do?"

“Now I am a university teacher.”

"University teacher? Since you don't have many people at home, it's a good idea to bring your captain. After all, he is your elder and can represent your family."

"Yes, the captain is like family to me."

Ning Wei looked at Ding Jiayi gratefully. "When I was in the army, the captain gave me a lot of help and guidance. Now I also work under him, and we have a good relationship."

"A university teacher, that sounds quite knowledgeable." Ding Jiayi became very interested in Ning Wei's captain, and she asked curiously, "What does he usually teach?"

"I can't tell you that."

"So mysterious?"