After being reborn, Lin Lindong only wanted to do three things.
Save money, invest in people, and be a salted fish. He would not dare to touch the girl who had made him wait for three years in his previous life and who finally died alone in the rental house.
His abacus was crackling: relying on a few songs he remembered from his previous life and a few stocks that had not yet been listed, he would seize the opportunity in advance and make a fortune quietly. As for Tang Wanxi - can't he just go around? He won't wait any longer in this life, and he will go wherever she likes.
As a result, Tang Wanxi slipped and fell into the lotus pond before school started. Lin Dong instinctively grabbed her and threw her to the shore, and he fell into the mud. The water was not deep, just up to my chest. He wiped the muddy water from his face, holding a flattened lotus on his head crookedly, and was about to say it was okay.
On the shore, Tang Wanxi squatted by the pool, tears hitting the ground, looking more like he had just been fished out of the water.
"Lin Dong."
"Huh?"
"I don't want you to wait any longer."
Lin Dong stood in the water, with the lotus leaning on his forehead and his head buzzing. Wrong. That's not how the script was written.
Before he had time to figure out what went wrong, thousands of miles away, Miao Cui and Song Zhiyi were already on the phone. The two mothers worked together and while Lin Dong was still in the dark, they changed the menu for the college entrance banquet to the menu for the engagement banquet.
Later, someone asked Lin Dong, after all, you were a figure in your last life, so why are you so clearly arranged for every step in this life?
Lin Dong put out his cigarette and held back a sentence for a long time.
"I really want to know too."
