Reborn with a Cell Phone 2007

Gao Mandong refused Xu Jinhuan's invitation to stay overnight at her house and returned to the dormitory alone.

The dormitory building is deserted on weekends as all the roommates have gone home. Only at this time does the space in the dormitory briefly belong to Gao Mandong.

She threw herself into the single bed and buried her face in the quilt.

At this time yesterday, she returned to the dormitory after getting her hair cut, and called Xu Jinhuan in the same way, asking her to accompany her to visit Ji Shulang's home. After hesitating for a while, she said vaguely: "I think... he should like me a little..."

What I said yesterday now turned into a slap in her face.

When Ji Shumiao embarrassed her, Ji Shulang was indifferent, her mother's gloomy face, her grandparents' dissatisfied eyes...

She seemed to have returned to the time when her mother stripped her of all her clothes and beat her with belts, wire hangers, slaps, and kicks...

Why can't I get it, why can't I get it...

Why do we take it for granted that others have it, but we are considered vain if we only take a second look at it...

What should I do?

Who can tell me what to do...

No one taught me...

Just like before today, no one told her that she couldn't visit someone empty-handed.

Xu Jinhuan took her to buy some seasonal fruits and a bunch of sunflowers: "We are still students, there is no need to buy too expensive gifts, as long as we can express our thoughts."

Then what was the point of her visiting Huanhuan’s house in the past?

What do her parents think of her?

She put on those clothes to wrap herself up and make them look like designer clothes, but she could never do it, never...

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Ji Shiqian came home drunk that night, so Ji Shulang escaped the beating. The next day, he didn't even have breakfast and took Ji Shumiao out to inspect the store.

Ji Shulang sighed: "Why are you blaming me for all this trouble? Why?"

Ji Shumiao was also annoyed with him at this moment. He was annoyed just by seeing him. He said unhappily, "So this is why you will end up alone."

Ji Shulang was about to cry: "Sister, I am your brother, please tell me..."

"Damn it." Ji Shumiao interrupted him expressionlessly.

The two looked at each other, only to be disappointed.

Ji Shumiao sighed and surrendered, and out of consideration for the thin relationship between brother and sister, she did not embarrass him any further.

"Don't you see that Gao Mandong has intentions towards you?"

"Ah????" Ji Shulang opened his mouth in surprise. His expression was as if he had seen Sun Wukong fighting Godzilla with his own eyes. "Why??? She said she was my brother!"

Ji Shumiao jumped up and slapped him on the head: "My brother, you have a muddled brain! You just believe what she says!"

"But I...I like..."

"You like Hammer, you like it!" Ji Shumiao scolded, "Just because you like him, does that mean he has to like you? Which eye of yours thought he was interested in you? You used his good friend to show your affection to him, but did he pay attention to you? They only heard half of what we said in the kitchen yesterday, and now they have a big misunderstanding!"

Ji Shulang was struck by lightning. It wasn't that the misunderstanding was big, but that he was in big trouble!

Ji Shumiao: "You will live your whole life alone!"

Ji Shumiao's words "you will die alone" kept ringing in Ji Shulang's ears.

"Ah——" Ji Shulang collapsed and grabbed his head and hair. What had he done?

Ji Shumiao grumbled in frustration: "A scumbag is always a scumbag."

Ji Shulang was a scumbag in his previous life. He was always in love and kept changing girlfriends. Two of his girlfriends were even at the stage of marriage. One of them even sent out wedding invitations and decided on the banquet menu. When Ji Shumiao received the wedding invitation, the red envelope had been packed, the plane tickets had been bought, and the annual leave had been taken. But suddenly, he received a call from Ji Shulang saying that he didn't want to get married.

Ji Shumiao asked if he had a fight with the bride or if they couldn't agree on the gift price or something, and Ji Shulang said that he didn't want to get married anymore.

"She's fine, but I just feel like it's not right. She shouldn't be my wife. I can't explain the feeling. It's like two parts of different models that don't match. Although they can be put together, they definitely don't fit. I think the kind of life I'm living after marrying her is definitely not what I want. I don't think I should be like that. Can you understand?"

I can understand shit!

Ji Shumiao’s mind automatically translated: I haven’t had enough fun yet, and I don’t want to get married.

"Bah! Scumbag!" Ji Shumiao cursed and hung up the phone.

Later, my uncle went to the girl's family to apologize and explained to every family to whom he had sent invitations why the wedding was cancelled.

However, after that, Ji Shulang never fell in love again and remained single until Ji Shumiao fell to his death.

Ji Shulang was so upset that he stood up and asked sincerely, "What do you think I can do now to set things right and make amends?"

Ji Shumiao sneered: "I can't save you, you will die alone."

"I think I can still save it!"

Ji Shumiao didn't bother to pay attention to him. He rolled his eyes and turned away.

Business is not good at every Cha Sanmei restaurant in Beijing. All the decorations at the door have been taken down, and there are no employees wearing puppet costumes to attract customers. Overnight, the business went from being crowded to being deserted, and yesterday's turnover fell off a cliff.

Even if a customer comes out of the tea shop, passers-by will cover their mouths and laugh at them, making the customer feel extremely embarrassed, and the milk tea in their hands feels like a hot potato.

After visiting all the stores in Beijing, the brother and sister both hung their heads.

Ji Shumiao went to the confinement center to visit her mother and sister, while Ji Shulang traveled across half of Beijing to queue up to buy the limited-supply taro mochi that was freshly made every day.

Qin Rong smiled as soon as she saw her eldest daughter and waved at her: "Miao Miao, come here quickly."

"Mommy~"

Ji Shumiao wanted to throw himself into her arms, but Qin Rong rejected him with her hand.

Before Ji Shumiao could cry and complain, a black velvet jewelry box, which was quite large, was stuffed into her hand.

Qin Rong smiled and blinked: "Miaomiao is a gift for my sister."

"Hmm~~" Ji Shumiao cheered softly and opened the box. Inside the box was a Cartier fruit necklace. The emeralds, rubies and sapphires carved with floral and fruit patterns sparkled and complemented each other against the backdrop of diamonds.

Starting at seven figures, this is a rare item that can be put up for auction.

Ji Shumiao covered his mouth with his hands excitedly, and he was extremely excited.

Big gems, big gems, high jewellery, high jewellery!

"Is it too expensive, Mom?" Ji Shumiao asked awkwardly.

Qin Rong: "How can it be considered a waste? Precious things are always precious. High-end jewelry is also an asset and will appreciate in value in the future. The money is just stored at home in a different form."

"Wow, mom, your jewelry design class was not in vain. Even your consumption concept has changed."

"Of course." Qin Rong said proudly, "After I finish my confinement, I will continue to study. I want to open my own jewelry store in the future."

Ji Shumiao raised his hand: "I am the number one customer and have lifetime priority purchasing rights!"

"No problem." Qin Rong embraced her precious daughter and scratched her cheek with her index finger. "Do you like it so much?"

Ji Shumiao nodded frantically: "I love it! Who wouldn't like a fruit capsule!"

【Fruit?! Where is the fruit! 】

Ji Zhenhua carried the just woken Tongtong over. The little elf's black pupils instantly lost their luster when he saw the necklace in Ji Shumiao's hand.

[I can’t eat it again…]

[Even if I can eat it, I can’t eat it…]

【I don’t want to drink milk anymore! 】

There are really people who don’t like it.

Ji Shumiao put down the necklace and took Ji Shutong from her father's arms: "Grow up quickly, and I will take you to eat skewers and hot pot."

Tongtong opened his mouth and let out an "ah".

Ji Shumiao lowered his head and gently rubbed her forehead. My sister, you died of hunger and cold from injuries in your previous life.

When Ji Shumiao left the confinement center, all her negative emotions had disappeared. She held the jewelry box in her arms, and the corners of her mouth were almost raised to the sky.

When Ji Zhenhua sent her away, he patted her on the shoulder and said, "Mom and Dad can't interfere with the matter of Cha Samadhi, but we support you no matter what. It doesn't matter if the result is bad or even failure. We can afford to lose, but we are afraid that you are too young to withstand the setbacks. Your grandpa often said that there is a long way to go, and there is no need for us to take the gains and losses in front of us to heart. If you are unhappy about it, then it is not worth it."

Ji Shumiao curled his lips and said, "Okay, anyway, I've invested tens of millions in this business, and it's not as important as your daughter's happiness."

"Of course." Ji Zhenhua rubbed her head, "Children who worry too much will not grow tall."

Ji Shumiao was a 1.6-meter-tall little potato in his previous life.

"That's true." After weighing the pros and cons, Ji Shumiao nodded.

Ji Zhenhua watched her get into the car, waved goodbye, and turned back only when he could no longer see the tail lights of the car.

Ji Shumiao patted the jewelry box in her hand, and after getting rid of the negative emotions, she gradually came up with an idea in her heart.

The nanny car suddenly stopped at the gate of the community. Usually it would drive directly to the apartment building or the underground garage.

"What's wrong?" Ji Shumiao asked.

But she didn't need the driver Yang Donglin to answer, she saw Gao Mandong who stopped the car.

She came to Ji Shumiao's car window and knocked on the glass: "I have something to tell you."

Ji Shumiao lowered the car window: "I think we have nothing to say. Don't say my brother doesn't like you. Even if he likes you, you said that to me. Do you think you can still enter my house?"

Gao Mandong was stunned on the spot.

She mustered up the courage to apologize, but what did she hear?

"Drive." Ji Shumiao was too lazy to say more and rolled up the car window.