Rebirth: Back to before the tragedy

When Yuan Ge heard the sweet voice coming from the phone, he felt a little embarrassed, so he simply put down the spoon in his hand, got up and left.

Chi Morong noticed the movement of the people around him, said something lightly, and hung up the phone.

"I'll go when I'm free."

I looked up at the person who was about to leave.

"Eat some more, and I'll take you out to play after you finish eating."

Yuan Ge paused as he was leaving.

"Where?"

"You'll know when you go there."

Yuan Ge pursed his lips, sat down and continued eating.

I was thinking about the phone call the man just made.

Rich people just like to play with flowers, and they don’t even know who they are.

This realization made Yuan Ge feel a bit stuck in his throat, and then he smiled bitterly in his heart.

In this materialistic society, we are being swept forward and cannot escape the temptation.

It turns out that I am just an ordinary person.

Just like those people who were busy in the entertainment industry and whom I used to despise.

It was not until we arrived that we realized it was a ski resort.

The world before my eyes was covered in snow-white, as if the whole world was dressed in beautiful silver clothes.

The tops of the high mountains in the distance are shrouded in snow and fog.

When Yuange learned that today's activity was skiing, he was very reluctant.

I was up all night last night and my back and waist are still sore. With all this energy, I might as well just lie in bed and rest.

Moreover, Chen Cheng has already come to Changming City, but he has not met him yet.

Skiing is not as important as meeting Chen Cheng.

"I can't ski."

As he was being held by the waist and led into the hall, Yuan Ge, who was forced to do something, whispered to the man next to him.

"I'll bring you."

The man's tone left no room for doubt.

"I…"

Yuan Ge wanted to struggle again, but was interrupted by a voice.

"Master Chi."

A middle-aged man with a plump figure and a smile on his face walked towards them.

Zhou Guangqi glanced at Yuan Ge and then looked at Chi Morong.

"Master Zong knew you were coming and has been waiting."

Yuan Ge noticed that the man next to him frowned when he heard this.

"He is well-informed. He is here just to stop me."

"Master Chi is very busy, Master Zong knew you were coming, but he has been waiting for you for a long time."

Zhou Guangqi said with a flattering smile.

Chi Morong placed his hand on the woman's waist and patted her twice to comfort her. He tilted his head and lowered his eyes.

"You can find a coach to teach you first, I'll be there in a moment."

Zhou Guangqi was very perceptive and quickly said,

"Don't worry, Master Chi. I will make sure everything is right for this young lady."

As he said that, he waved his hand, and the staff waiting not far away came over quickly.

"Take this young lady to choose some clothes, and put the bill in the name of Master Zong."

Yuan Ge was not tactless. It was obvious that the man had something to worry about, so he obediently followed the staff and left.

Winter is indeed a good season for skiing.

But this sport is only played by rich people.

Just look at the price tags of ski suits and skis, which are easily tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of yuan, and you will know that this sport is beyond your means.

But for top tycoons like Chi Morong, the places for entertainment and leisure are naturally different.

After the equipment is configured, it is time to enter the ski resort.

Standing on the snow slope on the escalator, I looked around.

There were only a few people on the beginner's slide where he was, all wrapped up tightly.

Of course, there are professional coaches in such venues.

Fortunately, I have many years of dance experience, good coordination, and a stable foundation. Even if it is my first time to try this sport, I can quickly master the skills.

With the patient teaching of the coach, Yuange was finally able to slide steadily on the beginner slide.

Only when you truly learn it can you experience the fun of it.

Yuan Ge slid enthusiastically on the white slide, feeling the speed and passion brought by sliding.

Once again, I slid down from a height and walked up the slope on the escalator. I saw two people standing a few meters away from me.

Originally, Yuan Ge was in high spirits and was thinking about going up quickly.

And logically speaking, everyone was wearing ski suits, hats and goggles, so all I could see was the back of the person in front of me, so I couldn't recognize him or her. But because we were close, I could hear what he or she was saying.

"Brother Zhou, have you ever learned to ski before?"

At first, Yuan Ge was just forced to listen to the conversation between the two and didn't take it to heart.

Until a gentle voice sounded,

"Well, I was on a variety show before, and I learned a little bit at that time."

Ten years later, Yuan Ge suddenly heard a voice from deep in his memory. His body froze as if it had been frozen.

A pair of eyes, fixed on the figure in front.

Even if you have heard of them before and seen their pictures, you have never actually seen them.

Even the love between herself and Fang Qingzhou has been separated by ten years.

Many things have become blurry and I can't remember them.

Yuan Ge thought that his anger and hatred were just the resentment from his previous life.

But in this life, when I truly saw his betrayal,

My heart aches as if it were being stabbed by needles.

Suddenly, I understood the saying: The deeper the love, the deeper the hate.

In the previous life, Yuan Ge voluntarily withdrew from this relationship because of his broken legs.

Because of what his agent said, he always hated Fang Qingzhou, but he never thought that behind the hatred was love.

Thinking back carefully, it was simply love terribly.

In a relationship between two people, I am the one who loves more, so I am humble.

However, just because you love more, it doesn't mean you can be trampled on.

This is not a reason to cheat.

Yuan Ge tightened his grip on the skateboard and shouted sweetly to the front,

"Qingzhou."