Chapter 432 Going Home for a Blind Date

On the way out of the school gate, Xu Qianqian casually asked.

“What did you do this afternoon?”

The night was deep, and the dimly lit school road was crowded with students.

Students leaving evening self-study were walking home in twos and threes.

Jiang Nian heard this and answered truthfully.

“I did practice tests in the classroom, and then played cards with a pretty female classmate.”

Xu Qianqian hesitated for a moment, then asked curiously.

“How many tests did you do?”

“Huh? Is that right?” Jiang Nian turned to look at her, and counter-asked, “Aren’t you going to ask about the pretty female classmate?”

“Was playing cards fun?”

“Not really, I cheated,” Jiang Nian was honest, “I won five hands in a row, and then she wouldn’t play with me anymore.”

“Pfft, your daydream is quite vivid,” Xu Qianqian tilted her head and glanced at him, “Why don’t you say you’re the God of Gamblers?”

The two walked out of the school gate, stepping through the main entrance.

“I’m not the God of Gamblers; refusing gambling starts with you, me, and him,” Jiang Nian said, “Refusing perversion starts with you and him.”

“What about you?” Xu Qianqian stared at him with empty eyes.

“I’m doing great.”

“Who asked you that!”

Bickering all the way, the two ambled to the alley entrance.

A few steps in, they encountered a drunkard swaying on the small path.

Under the streetlights, Xu Qianqian instinctively tensed up.

Jiang Nian gave the drunkard a wary look, thinking he was probably a tenant from nearby.

This area was known for its dilapidation, with many old houses.

They couldn’t be torn down, and no one wanted to tear them down.

Zhennan belonged to a district-level county, and public security had been quite good these past few years.

Drunkards were rarely seen in the alleys, even during the new year.

Jiang Nian pulled Xu Qianqian behind him, and they walked along the side of the path.

During this, Xu Qianqian held her breath.

As they passed him, she even clutched Jiang Nian’s clothes.

It wasn’t that she was afraid the drunkard would suddenly attack, but rather that she was afraid Jiang Nian would act impulsively.

Drunkards are very fragile and can die easily.

Fragile.

Fortunately, nothing happened, and Xu Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief.

“That was scary.”

“He was just drunk, was he really that terrifying?” Jiang Nian didn’t feel much, even finding it a bit amusing.

“What do you know!” Xu Qianqian rolled her eyes at him.

She thought to herself that Fairy Qianqian had saved another life today.

Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda, and she had won.

Forget it, countless pagodas.

She had a habit: every time she saved a life, she would go home and adopt a ‘Gou Gou Da’ in her farm game, then tally them up on the weekend.

Doing one good deed a day, her farm was full of ‘Gou Gou Das’.

After returning home.

Xu Qianqian pattered back to her room and opened her computer.

She logged into the farm game and confirmed that she had received a ‘Gou Gou Da’.

After clicking for a long time, she entered a name.

“Drunkard Escaped from Jiangkou.”

“That’s a bit too abstract. Can this damn game even raise chickens?” After washing up, Jiang Nian clicked on the game recommended by Xiyangyang.

Lu Xuan: “It’s fun, recommended.”

Out of trust in Xiyangyang, Jiang Nian decided to try it.

After all, Chinese people are born with a love for farming; no farming, no game.

After some operations, he found that this thing cost money.

“Hmm?”

He typed a message to Lu Xuan, telling her a tragic story of a high school boy with a miserable background, fabricating a short, heart-wrenching tale.

“Is he really your friend?”

“Yes,” Jiang Nian replied, “His name is Li Hua, and to save someone, he now only has the intelligence of a roughly three-year-old child.”

“How tragic.”

“I also recommended the game you recommended to him.

His only wish before he dies is to be able to play this game.”

“But he’s very poor.”

How to say, love brothers or love games?

Love games!

Perhaps some people will ask, wouldn’t that be unethical?

Of course it would!

But! The unethical one is Jiang Nian before he got the game, what does that have to do with Jiang Nian happily playing the game?

Nothing.

Lu Xuan: “I’ll pay for him.”

“Really?” Jiang Nian grinned, replying, “Xiyangyang, you’re such a good person.

I’ll have him kowtow to you another day.”

Lu Xuan: “?”

With a ‘ding’, the email showed that the game purchase was successful.

Jiang Nian ignored Lu Xuan, opening the game on his old computer while pondering if he should get a new one.

After thinking it over, he decided it wasn’t necessary; the usage rate wasn’t high.

The provincial joint exam was approaching, so there was no rush.

He figured he’d play for an hour, then do some practice tests before going to bed.

With a ‘buzz’, his phone vibrated.

Jiang Nian was playing the beginner mode and discovered that this thing could even be played online.

He immediately became interested, chatting while playing.

Li Qingrong: “Chat.”

“Oh, oh, I recently discovered something great…” Jiang Nian typed halfway, then realized something, and quickly deleted it.

No, this damn game lets you name the chickens you raise.

If he recommended this to the class monitor, he might see a chicken named after himself the next day.

He didn’t want that!

“How does it feel to sit in the first row?”

Li Qingrong: “Not good.”

“I’m not used to it either, but unfortunately, I can’t sit in front of you,” Jiang Nian casually comforted her, and then named the Gou Gou Da.

“Li Hua.”

Pfft, the more he looked, the more pleasing it became.

He’d send it to the group chat.

Buzz!

Li Qingrong: “My front is a trash can.”

Jiang Nian stroked his chin, pondering the meaning of the Holy Emperor’s words.

“Should I go in?”

“No.”

Fortunately, she wasn’t telling him to sit on the trash can.

He didn’t know when the class monitor would go to sleep, so he could only chat intermittently.

He also combined gaming with chatting in the group.

The happy daily life of a high school boy, a night of stealing leisure from busyness.

In Class 3 group chat (no traitors edition).

Grandpa Niu: “@Alps-flavored Toes, red stone, red stone, who told you to name your chicken after your dad! (Husky pointing at person) Delete it!”

Jiang Nian: “I’ll raise it, I’ll raise it.”

Brownie Cake: “@Al… Jiang Nian, what kind of Heaven-Defying name is that?”

Jiang Nian: “(Pointing at person) Shut up.”

After chatting and playing for a while, he realized it was already midnight.

With a ‘buzz’.

Li Qingrong: “Asleep?”

Jiang Nian suddenly woke up; he had gotten a bit addicted to the game.

He checked his phone; his reply to the class monitor ten minutes ago was, “No, doing homework.”

Jiang Nian put down the game and started chatting intently with the class monitor, “What are you doing?”

“Looking at houses.”

Hearing this, Jiang Nian was suddenly startled.

New Year’s was in two weeks, and Li Qingrong’s parents would be back soon.

From the looks of it, she was really going to run away from home.

He typed and asked, “Have you found one?”

“No.”

Jiang Nian no longer had the heart to do practice tests.

He rested his hands on the desk.

The small desk lamp emitted a faint glow, making his face appear jade-colored.

“What kind of house do you want?”

“Anything is fine.”

Just because the class monitor said “anything is fine” didn’t mean it truly was.

He searched on his phone for a while and found that most of the housing listings online were posted by real estate agents, mainly three-bedroom apartments.

Zhennan was a small county town, and only a portion of the houses were listed online.

They looked decent, but the prices were a bit high.

Although they couldn’t compare to the class monitor’s house, they were clean and spacious.

However, they were all a bit far from school, not very suitable for day students.

The closer ones, near the North Gate… were on a dark street.

No matter how he looked at it, it didn’t seem very safe.

Jiang Nian thought for a moment and decided to look around near the school this week.

He wanted to see if he could find a suitable house to repay her kindness.

After replying to the class monitor, he no longer had the heart to do practice tests.

After hesitating for a while, he turned off the light, got into bed, and lay quietly under the covers.

It was time to open the reward.

As he clicked on 【Ex-Wife’s Memory Fragments】, Jiang Nian thought, what if he opened both 【Precise】 and 【Winning the Lottery】 while looking for a house?

Drowsily, his eyelids gradually grew heavy.

Like the opening of a movie, the screen before his eyes was still dark, but he first heard sounds like thunder echoing all around him.

“I’m going out for a few days.”

It was a middle-aged man’s voice, sounding muffled.

He sounded tired, with a hint of suppressed anger, on the verge of exploding.

“Going out again?” A woman’s sharp voice rang out, “Is there still a man in this house? Does it even feel like a home anymore?”

Jiang Nian felt as if he was wearing viewing equipment, experiencing the surround sound.

He couldn’t help but sigh, the trash System had upgraded again.

“Oh.” The man’s voice sounded.

The scene gradually came into view.

In the dim, cramped room, what greeted his eyes was the angry face of a middle-aged woman.

The perspective was from behind the man, and the woman kept walking forward.

With an aggressive stance, she pressured him step by step.

The man was forced to retreat, but he remained silent.

Until the man’s back hit the wall, entering a dead end.

He knocked over the dried green beans on the calendar, and they clattered to the floor.

As Jiang Nian watched, a flicker of understanding dawned on him.

This should be the ex-wife’s perspective, a movie-like memory scene.

While providing information, it also represented the ex-wife’s stance.

From this, he could infer the ex-wife’s thoughts from the memory scenes.

For example, at this moment, in her eyes.

The woman was the more dominant party, while the middle-aged man was cornered.

The shattered dried beans perhaps represented a breaking point.

“Can you just let me be alone for a while?” the man asked.

“Stop faking it!”

Buzz!

The perspective changed; the ex-wife seemed to have walked to a position between the two.

In the scene, the man and woman occupied equal space.

But she never turned to look at him, implying that the two still couldn’t take the same stance because of “her.”

“You’re sick!”

With a crash, the man roared in anger.

Then he turned and left, knocking over the hot water in a thermos cup as he strode away.

Splash, splash, the space was silent.

No one helped.

At this moment, Jiang Nian heard the sound of a beating heart.

The camera gradually zoomed in, focusing on the overturned thermos cup.

A magnetic female voice, as a narration, rang out.

“I was like that overturned thermos cup, unnoticed.”

Jiang Nian immediately perked up.

It wasn’t that he liked watching family gossip, but that he finally heard his ex-wife’s voice.

So familiar, a mature woman’s voice.

Three months later, he heard his ex-wife’s voice again.

He felt a little emotional, remembering how young the System was back then.

Not long after the opening, he remembered the faces of his ex-wife’s parents and heard his ex-wife’s voice; the information density was relatively good.

As for his ex-wife’s family problems, it was nothing surprising.

Monkey see, monkey do.

Parents are always a child’s best teachers; whether good or bad, children learn everything and slowly become like their parents.

So, those who date people from dysfunctional families are this (thumbs up).

Go ahead and date, and they’ll all be speechless.

Jiang Nian generally looked at the back, which contained some fragmented memories of adolescence.

He couldn’t tell which building the classes were in from the desks and chairs.

Without accident, the location should be Zhennan Middle School.

Receiving love letters, being confessed to.

Working part-time after the college entrance exam, going to university…

Damn, looking at the scale of the university, it didn’t seem like a second-tier one, but rather a top-tier one.

How could he tell the difference?

In her memory, his ex-wife’s roommate jumped after a breakup.

The entire dorm received postgraduate recommendations.

When Jiang Nian saw this, although he knew it was very Hell-like and impolite, he couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

What kind of postgraduate recommendation, dead roommate?

The memory started fast-forwarding from here, which also meant that his ex-wife seemed to have little interest in those six or seven years of university life?

Or perhaps it was too unremarkable, leaving no memories.

After graduation, his ex-wife successfully entered a large advertising company with her excellent resume.

She was admired by the female head of the Human Resources Department during her interview and became a small newcomer in the Marketing Department.

The sales department people were very arrogant?

This proved that these people were indeed quite arrogant.

They managed to leave a deep impression on a cold and indifferent person like his ex-wife, which was truly impressive.

Work mistakes, getting scolded.

Silently cleaning up messes, working overtime… starting with miscellaneous tasks.

Actively learning, and participating in new projects again, holding budget meetings.

From his ex-wife’s perspective, even when being scolded by her boss, the screen didn’t shake, nor did it shake when she successfully turned things around.

This meant she didn’t care.

When Jiang Nian saw this, he couldn’t help but gasp.

He thought to himself that this woman was indeed ruthless, ruthless to others and ruthless to herself.

The memory kept advancing until it stopped at a certain moment.

The picture shook.

“Are you alright?”

Hearing this, Jiang Nian was stunned.

He heard his own voice; even after growing up, his voice was a bit deeper and hoarser, but he still recognized it.

That’s right, it was him.

But… he and his ex-wife clearly met through a blind date, but the memory had obviously not yet progressed to the blind date and engagement stage.

He estimated that his ex-wife should be around 25 at this time.

A newcomer in the workplace, slowly gaining a foothold.

The scene before his eyes changed, and sure enough, his own face appeared.

He couldn’t tell the difference in appearance; he looked a bit younger than 28.

Jiang Nian had seen his 28-year-old self’s face; his appearance hadn’t changed much.

Looking at his eyes, they didn’t seem as muddy.

So, rounding up.

He could only roughly guess a number; his future self might be 26 or 25.

That is, he met his ex-wife before the blind date.

“I’m fine.” His ex-wife reached out and was pulled up. “You also…”

“I resigned.”

“Oh.” His ex-wife was silent for a few seconds. “Thank you.”

His ex-wife’s words proved one thing: she had an impression of his future self.

Perhaps they were in the same company, but that wasn’t right…

…they couldn’t reach each other.

In short, they should have often met during commutes.

From his ex-wife’s perspective, she watched his future self’s departing back without moving.

After about a few seconds, she turned and entered the elevator.

Ding!

The memory resumed at double speed, the urban working hours rapidly scrolling by.

Faces came and went, new people replaced old at workstations.

Jiang Nian meticulously noticed that the department’s turnover rate remained around 30 percent.

Until one day, she also submitted her resignation.

The woman from Human Resources sat across the desk, staring at her for a long time without speaking, then got up and walked towards her.

“What’s the reason for your resignation?”

“Going home for a blind date.”

Hearing this, the woman in professional attire looked at her strangely.

“Are you kidding?”