Rebirth of Bloody Romance

Since Zhong Yuemin took over this training class, he has been as busy as a top, working non-stop. He feels so relaxed that he almost needs to fly to keep up with the pace.

Every day from morning till night, he was either preparing lessons or attending meetings, or dealing with various problems of students. He had to squeeze out time to even take a breath. His life was even more stressful than those students who were preparing for the college entrance examination. Zhong Yuemin almost forgot what leisure and ease was.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed like a dream. The refresher course was finally on track, and the students gradually adapted to the rhythm, no longer having all the problems like in the beginning.

Zhong Yuemin could finally breathe a sigh of relief. He felt as if he had just returned from a deep-sea dive and was finally able to surface to breathe.

Zhong Yuemin had just returned to the office and hadn't even warmed up his chair when the older sister Xie Min came over with a mysterious and gossipy expression on her face. She looked as if she had discovered some earth-shattering secret.

"Xiao Zhong, let me tell you, your former counselor, Song Xiangjun, is divorced! Did you know about this?" Xie Min lowered her voice, her tone full of curiosity and inquiry, as if this was not just a piece of news, but also a puzzle to be solved.

Zhong Yuemin was holding a cup of tea, ready to enjoy this rare quiet time, but when he heard these words, he almost spit out the tea he had just drunk.

Zhong Yuemin was stunned for a moment, muttering to himself: How could I have forgotten this? I always felt that I had been so busy recently that I forgot something important. It turned out to be about Song Xiangjun's divorce!

Zhong Yuemin put down the teacup in his hand, and a small splash of tea splashed on the table. He was stunned for a moment, then wiped it with a tissue, pretending that he didn't know and had just heard about it. "Divorced? Why haven't I heard about this? When did it happen?"

The eldest sister Xie Min looked mysterious and said excitedly, "It happened in the past few days. I heard that they quarreled every day because of their incompatibility. Finally, they couldn't live together anymore. Xiao Zhong, do you think this happened suddenly?"

Zhong Yuemin frowned, feeling mixed emotions. "Sister, what's so sudden about this? Didn't you say they were getting a divorce a while ago?"

Xie Min sighed and shook her head. "Alas! It's inevitable for a couple to quarrel. I thought they were just joking."

"Didn't the man choose to divorce because he wanted to go abroad?"

"That's not necessarily true. Who can be sure about marriage? It may look good on the outside, but it may be full of holes on the inside. But, Xiao Zhong, weren't you two quite familiar with each other before? Don't you plan to ask about this?"

Zhong Yuemin smiled bitterly and shook his head. "Forget it, since we're divorced, there's no point in asking these questions. What she needs now is quietness, not me disturbing her. Besides, my training class has just stabilized, and there are a lot of things waiting to be dealt with. How can I have time to care about these things?"

"Hey, you're just too busy. You don't even have time to take care of your friends." Xie Min patted Zhong Yuemin on the shoulder. "But by the way, how are you leading the training class? I heard that you manage those students very well."

Zhong Yuemin smiled, a hint of pride flashing in his eyes. "Not bad, my efforts were not in vain. These guys wanted to show off their power to me at the beginning, but now they are all like quails, very obedient."

"Haha, I knew you had a way." Xie Min clapped her hands with a smile. "Okay, I won't bother you anymore. Keep busy. I have to go and gossip and see if there's anyone else who doesn't know about this."

With that, Xie Min left the office in a hurry, leaving Zhong Yuemin in deep thought. He picked up the teacup, but found that the tea was cold, just like his mood at the moment, he was surprised and helpless about Song Xiangjun's divorce.

Zhong Yuemin shook his head slightly. It seemed that he had to go see Song Xiangjun when he had time.

The night was as dark as ink, everything was silent, and the whole world was immersed in tranquility. Only the bright moonlight quietly sprinkled into the room through the window, like a soft gauze curtain, covering the loving couple with a layer of dreamy glow.

Zhong Yuemin gently hugged Zhou Xiaobai, their figures intertwined under the dim light, looking particularly warm.

"Wife, have you lost weight recently?" Zhong Yuemin's voice was a bit joking, but also a bit serious. His hands gently stroked Zhou Xiaobai's body, as if he was really feeling the subtle changes carefully.

When Zhou Xiaobai heard this, a hint of doubt flashed across his face. Then he turned around and faced Zhong Yuemin. His bright eyes seemed to be able to see into people's hearts.

"No? Yuemin, why do you ask? I've been eating a lot lately." There was a bit of coquettishness and a bit of pouting in her words, which made people feel pity for her.

Zhong Yuemin chuckled and teased her deliberately: "No! Why doesn't it feel as good as before? Did you lose weight secretly without telling me?"

As Zhong Yuemin spoke, he pretended to gesture as if he was verifying his "discovery", which made people laugh.

Zhou Xiaobai was immediately unhappy when she heard this. She pouted in a pretended angry manner, but a smile flashed in her eyes. "Zhong Yuemin, you are so annoying! I will bite you."

After that, Zhou Xiaobai opened her little mouth and gently bit Zhong Yuemin's arm. The bite was not heavy, but the intimacy and playfulness made the atmosphere between the two even sweeter.

Zhong Yuemin pretended to cry out in pain, then teased Zhou Xiaobai with a smile: "Oh my, you really bite me!"

Zhou Xiaobai was amused by his reaction and laughed so hard that she fell backwards. The two of them started playing around in the moonlight, their laughter echoing in the quiet night, as if even the air was filled with the smell of happiness.

"Okay, okay, my dear, stop making trouble." Zhong Yuemin smiled and grabbed Zhou Xiaobai's hand to stop her from making trouble. Then, he hugged Zhou Xiaobai tightly in his arms, feeling her warmth and softness.

Zhou Xiaobai leaned obediently in Zhong Yuemin's arms, with a happy smile on her face. They quietly enjoyed the warmth of this moment, and their love for each other became stronger.

After a while, Zhou Xiaobai moved his body gently, as if trying to find a more comfortable position so that he could better snuggle in Zhong Yuemin's arms.

Zhou Xiaobai's movements were light and gentle. After he finally found a satisfactory position, he asked softly, "Yuemin, how is your advanced training class going? You seem to be very busy recently. Have you encountered many problems?"

After hearing Zhou Xiaobai's words, Zhong Yuemin's mouth slightly lifted up, revealing a faint smile. There was a hint of imperceptible fatigue in his eyes, but more of it was a sense of satisfaction and pride.

He replied slowly. "It's OK. After a period of hard work, it is now slowly getting on the right track. Although this period of time does make me feel a little exhausted, every time I see those students gain something under my guidance, I feel that everything is worth it."

Zhou Xiaobai nodded, showing his understanding and support. He was not surprised by his busy schedule. Then he said, "That's good. As long as you feel happy and meaningful, that's fine."

After saying that, Zhou Xiaobai seemed to suddenly remember something and continued to ask, "By the way, Yuemin, did you know? Song Xiangjun is divorced."

After hearing the news, Zhong Yuemin didn't look too surprised, but just nodded slightly. A complex emotion flashed in his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

Then he calmly replied, "Well, I just heard about this from someone else today. I never thought they would end up like this."

Zhou Xiaobai couldn't help but sigh, with a bit of regret and helplessness in his tone. He said with emotion, "Alas! What on earth is this person thinking? How could a marriage that was originally good end up like this? It's really sad."

Zhou Xiaobai paused, sighed slightly, and said with emotion. "Alas! Marriage is really unpredictable. No one knows what will happen. By the way, aren't you going to rest tomorrow? Why don't you go see Song Xiangjun? After all, she was not only your counselor, but also your friend. Now that she has encountered such a thing, as a friend, it is your responsibility to comfort her."

After hearing this, Zhong Yuemin showed a hint of hesitation on his face. He scratched his head, feeling somewhat guilty, and said uncertainly, "Wife, is it appropriate for me to go see her? Will it cause her any trouble? Will the situation become awkward?"

Zhou Xiaobai shook his head slightly and answered firmly, "What's inappropriate? You are just showing normal concern for each other. Besides, she needs others' care and support the most right now. If you go to see her, maybe she can feel a little warm."

Zhong Yuemin thought for a moment and felt that what Zhou Xiaobai said made sense, so he nodded and agreed. "Okay, I'll see if I have time tomorrow. If I do, I'll go see her."

"That's right. Now, go to bed. We have to get up early tomorrow."

After that, Zhou Xiaobai closed her eyes and snuggled in Zhong Yuemin's arms, enjoying the tranquility and warmth. Zhong Yuemin also gently hugged Zhou Xiaobai, silently thinking about tomorrow's affairs.

The next morning, the sunlight shone through the gaps in the curtains and sprinkled into every corner of the room, bringing a hint of warmth.

Zhou Xiaobai finished his breakfast early and hurried to work, leaving Zhong Yuemin at home, thinking about how to visit Song Xiangjun.

Xiao Shihua and Xiao Haichen also went out to play with their grandmother Chen Yijun, and the house became quiet for a while. Zhong Yuemin stood at the door, looking at the outside world, feeling a little troubled.

How to comfort someone who is getting divorced? If it's a man, take him out for a drink and everything will be said without words.

But Song Xiangjun was a woman, and there was always an inexplicable feeling between her and me. Besides, I was never good at comforting people.

Zhong Yuemin scratched his head and thought to himself: What should I do? Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind, and he remembered the tea tree he got in the dragon's cave.

That is definitely the best of the best, but I don't know what effect it has. Now is the Qingming Festival, a good time to pick tea leaves. I might as well pick the tea leaves from that tea tree and ask Song Xiangjun to help fry them, so that I have something to talk about.

Thinking of this, Zhong Yuemin made up his mind and decided to do so.

Zhong Yuemin found a sack and came to the space, standing in front of the precious tea tree. The tea leaves in front of him were as green as jade, and each leaf was oval, with slightly jagged edges and clearly visible veins, as if they were works of art carefully carved by nature.

And the vigorous vitality is continuously emanating through these leaves, making people feel inexplicably shocked and awe-inspiring.

Zhong Yuemin couldn't help but reach out his hand and gently stroke the tender green leaves. His fingers gently slid across the tea leaves, feeling the delicate fragrance coming from them. This fragrance seemed to have magical power, making him feel calm and peaceful in an instant.

Knowing that time was running out, Zhong Yuemin hurriedly began to pick tea leaves. He carefully pinched off the top two tender leaves and a tender bud with his fingertips, and then gently put them into the sack. His picking movements were both quick and accurate, for fear of wasting any good leaves on this tea tree.

As the picking progressed, there was more and more tea in the sacks, and Zhong Yuemin felt more and more relaxed.

Zhong Yuemin came to Song Xiangjun's door carrying two sacks of tea. He knocked on the door gently, but there was no response. He frowned, wondering if Song Xiangjun was not at home.

However, just when he was about to knock for the sixth time, Song Xiangjun's voice suddenly came from inside the door, with a bit of impatience and indifference.

"Why are you knocking? Are you annoying? Can you please be quiet for a while?"

Zhong Yuemin raised his hand and scratched his head, with an awkward smile on his face. He tried to make his voice sound gentle and friendly. "Teacher Song, it's me. Zhong Yuemin."

Song Xiangjun opened the door and looked at Zhong Yuemin, with a hint of surprise and confusion in her eyes. "Zhong Yuemin, why is it you? What are you doing here?"

Without waiting for Zhong Yuemin to answer, Song Xiangjun continued, "Zhong Yuemin, if you are here to comfort me, then it is totally unnecessary. I am fine now, really. I just want to be quiet and think about life."

Zhong Yuemin secretly felt lucky that he had been prepared, otherwise he would not know what to do.

Zhong Yuemin looked at Song Xiangjun, pretending to be relaxed, and said with a smile, "The famous Teacher Song Xiangjun, do you still need comfort? Are you kidding me? Teacher Song, I came here today to ask for your help."

Song Xiangjun couldn't help but smile when she heard Zhong Yuemin's words. She didn't know why, but after seeing Zhong Yuemin, her mood inexplicably improved.

Song Xiangjun looked at the sack behind Zhong Yuemin, then looked at his smiling face, and finally asked, "What can you help me with?"

Seeing this, Zhong Yuemin was relieved. He quickly picked up the sack on the ground and put it in front of Song Xiangjun. "Teacher Song, this is some top-quality tea I got recently. I would like you to help me fry it."

Song Xiangjun felt better when she saw that Zhong Yuemin had not lied to her. "Come in! And close the door."

"Oh!" Zhong Yuemin happily took the tea in and closed the door.