Reincarnation: From Opressed Missy to Campus Belle

“Little blockhead, what do you want to become in your life?” Han Zixin asked. They were sitting on the bleachers, bunking classes.

“My mom’s beloved daughter,” An Xiulan replied without thinking.

“Not father’s?” Han Zixin raised his brow.

An Xiulan shook her head as she said, “He is a scumbag. He hurt my mom big time.”

Anyone who hurt An Qinyan was her enemy. Since she knew that her father had hurt her mom, she wasn’t going to be anything to him. He was just a scumbag to her. It would be better if he stayed far from her as she had no intention of involving in her life.

“Why do fathers gotta be scumbags?” Han Zixin couldn’t help but ask while glancing at the sky. His father was the biggest jerk in the entire world while his birth mother was a person he didn’t even want to talk about. “Seriously asking, what do you want to become in your career?”_.

“I don’t know,” An Xiulan replied truthfully. “I never thought that far away.”

Career? She had never thought about the word before today. What did she want to become in her life? She had no idea about it. And how could she have any idea about it? Just a month ago, she was in the Dragon era, getting bullied by her so-called family and today, she was in modern times. She had a family now. She even had incredible friends.

She was taking one thing at a time.

As for career… She would think about it when it was necessary. For now, she was just going to be pampered by her mom and Grandpa You.

She didn’t even think that one day she would be in this era. Studying and going to school.

Han Zixin pushed a piece of paper to her side. It was a pamphlet that he had received on the first day of school. He didn’t know why but he had been carrying it.

“When I came to this school, someone asked me the same question about what I want to become in life. I told them I have no idea,” Han Zixin said, passing her the pamphlet. “They gave me this piece of paper. They asked me to try all these things if I want to know where my true desire lies.”

It was a pamphlet for a clubhouse where they had many departments. Many students joined these clubs to find out where their true passion lay.

“Try it, Little blockhead. You will know your aim in life,” Han Zixin said. He knew he had ruined his life and he wasn’t willing to change his way of life. What did he get when he was a good boy? He just got hurt in the end. So, it was better to be a bad boy in their heart. Perhaps, this way, he wouldn’t get hurt by people he considered his own.

“There are more than twenty activities,” An Xiulan said, reading the pamphlet.

“Hmm,” Han Zixin hummed in reply.

“I can’t do all these activities alone,” An Xiulan said. “Why don’t you accompany me in knowing our aim in life?”

“I have no aim in life,” Han Zixin yawned.

“You have,” An Xiulan insisted. ” You just don’t know, just like me. What’s worse than what can happen if we try it out together?”

[They would rip each other apart?]

[Or they would drive the club members crazy?]

“There are more than twenty activities. If we join three activities every weekend, we can find out our answer in five weeks. What do you say?” An Xiulan asked, hopefully, “Please say yes, Cheat Prince.”

“The next monthly test is in the next four weeks,” Han Zixin reminded her once again. “You sure you have that much time to find out your aim in life?”

With their level of understanding and concentration, they would never pass the monthly examination if they joined this club.

“We are average students. Even if we score less, no one will have any problem. It’s not like anyone has expectations from us,” An Xiulan said through pouted lips. “They already called us rowdies. What’s the worst that can happen?”

“What about your mom?” Han Zixin asked. “Doesn’t she have expectations of good marks from you?”

He believed that An Xiulan’s mother played a huge role in her life. She would never do anything to bring her down. Although she was a friendly girl, still he couldn’t help but think that this girl was unusually attached to her mother. Maybe it was because he had not experienced a normal relationship between a mother and daughter.

An Xiualan shook her head. “She asked me not to take it tough. I should relax and not burden myself with the study.”

She wasn’t lying. An Qinyan didn’t hope like other parents to have her daughter top exams. She was satisfied as long as An Xiulan was on the right path and learning. It didn’t matter if she was learning slowly. As long as her daughter was happy and healthy, she was more than satisfied with her.

“May God give every student a mother like yours.”

Wasn’t An Xiulan’s mom a dream mother?

An Xiulan shook her head. “My mom is paranoid. She is afraid that I will die again. I know how worried she is about me all the time. Her only wish is to see me living and happy.”

“What do you mean die again?” Han Zixin asked but before she could reply to his question, she walked away from him.

“I knew it!” Han Zixin said to himself. “She is possessed by a ghost. That too an English ghost.”