Chapter 0102: Live Happily Ever After

A person can live simply and innocently only because countless people around them have sacrificed more to protect them.

This sentence is actually not hard to understand, but many people may not know its true meaning.

Zhao Fusheng hadn't expected that Wang Zhen would actually jump off the building with Dong Chenxi. At the moment they leaped, Zhao Fusheng even felt that he might have made a wrong decision.

But when he saw the fire department downstairs had already laid out an air cushion, he couldn't help but laugh.

No wonder Wang Zhen didn't hesitate—turns out he was prepared all along.

After all, Zhao Fusheng had bought them quite some time, and there was indeed a fire brigade stationed near the school, so they responded quickly.

Watching the two embrace as they fell onto the air cushion, Zhao Fusheng stood on the rooftop, looked up at the sky, and suddenly broke into a smile.

In life, people always encounter all kinds of unexpected situations, and often things happen when we least expect them.

In a daze, Zhao Fusheng saw his past self through the sky.

Years ago, he sat in a classroom, surrounded by classmates whispering softly, sunlight occasionally refracting through the glass window onto his face, warm and gentle. Outside the window were green trees, dappled with the passing years of everyone. Occasionally he would look up at the slender figure in front—the girl he had secretly loved for years.

But for the former Wang Zhen, with Dong Chenxi's disappearance, his first love came to an abrupt and unexpected end.

But now, everything seemed to have a new beginning.

A breeze blew across the rooftop. Zhao Fusheng felt the gentle touch of the wind on his face, his mood quite cheerful. They say life is as beautiful as first encounters. He remembered a future Hong Kong film called "Echoes of the Rainbow," from which he learned a truth: time is the most terrifying thief in the world, quickly stealing from many people's futures everything we possess—memories, innocence, and the little sweetness of past ambiguities with those close to us.

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An incident that could have shocked the entire school ended in a romantic way.

Both the university and the college kept silent about it. Dong Chenxi's classmates also stepped forward, showing an unimaginable unity, insisting that she was not the kind of person who would steal. Additionally, Qin Wentao, a recent prominent figure within the college, deliberately spread some remarks while recruiting interns.

After two or three days, the entire direction of public opinion changed.

In the end, the college had to talk to the new student. After a deep conversation between the vice dean and the freshman, the college announced that the outcome was a misunderstanding.

The freshman had lost his money, found it himself, and mistakenly accused Dong Chenxi—that was all.

But in fact, Zhao Fusheng knew it wasn't that simple.

"How did you know that guy was problematic?"

In Zheng Yao's advisor office, Qin Wentao asked curiously.

The driving force behind this was Zhao Fusheng. On one hand, he instructed Qin Wentao to spread favorable remarks about Dong Chenxi while recruiting interns; on the other, he asked Zheng Yao to persuade the vice dean to promise the freshman that if he told the truth, everything would be forgiven.

"Simple. Dong Chenxi was willing to die to prove her innocence, but that guy didn't even fart—how could he not be problematic?" Zhao Fusheng shrugged, explaining to Qin Wentao and the equally curious Zheng Yao.

The truth was, this was the conclusion Wang Zhen had analyzed in his previous life.

The reason was actually simple: the freshman had taken a liking to the senior who received him, Dong Chenxi, and wanted to pursue her. After being rejected, he became furious and falsely accused her. Originally, he just wanted to scare her, but things escalated, and Dong Chenxi chose to die to prove her innocence.

And so, the matter became an unsolved case.

As for how Wang Zhen knew the truth, Zhao Fusheng had no idea. But if he remembered correctly, in his previous life, Wang Zhen got into a fight in his senior year and almost didn't get his diploma.

"Well, you're really smart." Zheng Yao nodded, then turned back to discuss recent company recruitment matters with Qin Wentao.

Just as Zhao Fusheng was about to slip out, he heard Teacher Zheng say without looking up: "The people from Zhu Yushi will arrive tomorrow. Get ready; we'll sign the contract with them formally, got it?"

He paused mid-step and obediently nodded: "Okay."

If Zheng Yao hadn't mentioned it, he might have almost forgotten. He wondered what Zhu Yushi was thinking, never contacting him.

But Zhao Fusheng wasn't worried at all. The Brain Gold campaign was a series; he had only presented the first part, and the rest was in his mind. Unless Zhu Yushi was an idiot, he wouldn't give up the chance to cooperate with him.

One can't be too straightforward in life; one must have the necessary cunning. It's like an adult asking a pretty girl out on a date—suggesting a midnight movie usually works, because by the time it ends, it's already early morning, and the beautiful nightlife is just beginning.

But if you hand over a hotel key card right away, well, thank you for the sacrifice you've made for all the single guys out there.

Of course, everything has pros and cons. Zhao Fusheng understood that it was unlikely he and Zhu Yushi would build a good relationship, since they were already talking bluntly about money—personal friendship was out of the question.

There's no way around it: women have two advantages but inevitably one flaw, and if a man has no flaws, then he must have only one strength.

You can't have both fish and bear's paw; you have to give up one.

"By the way, how's Wang Zhen now?" Qin Wentao asked as Zhao Fusheng was leaving.

"Him? He's doing great." Zhao Fusheng smiled.

He was telling the truth. Wang Zhen was indeed doing very well.

They say first love is a personal battlefield. For Dong Chenxi, Wang Zhen was her first love. From the moment this chubby guy jumped from the sixth floor holding her, she was certain that as long as he didn't betray her, she would be with him.

Although Wang Zhen didn't seem outstanding, Dong Chenxi knew that outstanding didn't necessarily mean suitable.

"Ah, my head hurts a bit." Lying in the dorm, Wang Zhen groaned, but his gaze secretly drifted toward Dong Chenxi, who was sitting there.

"What's wrong? Does it hurt again?" Dong Chenxi was startled and quickly came over to check.

Despite the air cushion, Wang Zhen was still badly bruised, as he had shielded Dong Chenxi and landed heavily on the cushion, nearly passing out from the impact.

"I don't know, my head is spinning..." Wang Zhen lay there, watching Dong Chenxi approach and lean in to check his head. He blinked, revealing a sly smile.

"Enough, don't mind him." The dorm door was open, and Zhao Fusheng, who had just walked in, happened to hear Wang Zhen. He waved at Dong Chenxi and said, "Senior, you should go back to your dorm."

"What's wrong?" Dong Chenxi looked confused, then noticed where Wang Zhen's gaze was. She blushed, glared at him, and turned to leave without another word.

"Hey, hey, hey..." Before Wang Zhen could finish, Zhao Fusheng had already seen Dong Chenxi out.

Turning back, Zhao Fusheng slapped Wang Zhen on the thigh: "Still pretending? She's gone."

Wang Zhen winced in pain, sat up, and glared at Zhao Fusheng: "How dare you say that? If you hadn't exposed me, I would have..."

Zhao Fusheng rolled his eyes at him: "Shut up. Say another word, and I'll tell Dong Chenxi you're faking it."

Wang Zhen quickly clasped his hands together: "No, no, no. Bro, bro, you're my real bro."

Ignoring him, Zhao Fusheng turned on the computer and started checking the website on his own.