Rebirth without Regrets

Chapter 178: Encounter in Peking University

I stayed in my dad's dormitory for one night. This was the first time since Leng Binghan insisted on sleeping alone when she went to kindergarten at the age of three. They slept together and talked all night long. They talked a lot in one night.

But neither of them knew what they said. It wasn't until midnight that they yawned and fell asleep - the next day was the day when Leng Binghan reported to school, which was of special significance to Leng Yunyi.

There is no room for mistakes in the day.

In fact, Leng Yunyi was really looking forward to being able to send Leng Binghan to school in person to experience the heartfelt sense of pride and accomplishment as a parent of an outstanding child. However, this small wish of his has never happened in these years.

Realized. Leng Binghan has been quite independent since he was a child, and he doesn’t want others to know his identity and doesn’t want to be special. Therefore, Leng Yunyi not only didn’t send him to school to register, but he didn’t even go to the parent-teacher meeting.

Li Yuanfen was the only one who participated in parent-teacher meetings in Lizhou and Xichang, received the admiring looks of many parents and teachers, and heard her son's name appear in the honor roll and praise again and again.

This time Leng Binghan was able to enter the junior class of Peking University, Leng Yunyi had to send him there no matter what, not only for the glory, but also to fulfill the responsibility of a father.

Unexpectedly, when everything was ready, Leng Yunyi suddenly received a call from the chief's office when he was about to go out, saying that the chief wanted to see him.

This kind of good thing that makes others sound extremely envious, being able to get close to Tianyan, would definitely make Leng Yunyi ecstatic in normal times, but at this time, it only made him feel disappointed, lamenting that he was so unlucky, and even

There is no way to realize such a small wish, because the chief's interview is not an ordinary and urgent matter that can be postponed until he sends Leng Binghan to register and come back.

Therefore, Leng Yunyi had no choice but to apologize to Leng Binghan in a gloomy mood, and then left sadly.

Leng Binghan didn't care. Whether Leng Yunyi could go or not, he was used to it. He wanted to be more free by himself.

Leng Yunyi's office and dormitory are located in the Houhai area, which is mainly to facilitate their commuting. Peking University, where Leng Binghan is going, is in the north of the capital, and the distance between the two points is relatively far.

Leng Binghan took a taxi after going out. He was not short of money and he would never treat himself badly.

When the car passed by the bank of Houhai River, the beautiful scenery made Leng Binghan feel relieved. The sun was shining brightly, the grass was growing, and the orioles were flying. On the sparkling lake, the reflections of row upon row of courtyard buildings could be seen everywhere. The green lotus fields

Revealing mystery.

The houses and residents on the shore, as well as the surrounding royal palaces and former residences of celebrities, add to the endless charm of Beijing flavor and history. People come here just for the reason that they can still hear the crisp chirping of insects in autumn and still see the old Beijing courtyard buildings.

The epitome of the group, still able to savor the royal legacy that seems to have gone away long ago.

To be honest, the capital is a very good city, with historical and cultural charm permeating everywhere, and it is very rich. You don’t need to taste it carefully to feel it. Of course, the premise is that there are no sandstorms, or you really feel it.

Damn the scenery.

Hearing that Leng Binghan's accent was not that of a local, the taxi driver enthusiastically talked to him about the mountains, introduced the scenery along the way, talked about recent national events, and chatted about all kinds of news and anecdotes, as if there was nothing in the world.

What he didn't know also brought some fun to the cold and boring journey.

Since it was not the rush hour for commuting, and the traffic jam in the capital during the 1990s was not as severe as it was later, the car stopped in front of the Peking University campus half an hour later.

"Thank you. The total fare is 38 yuan." The driver said to Leng Binghan with a smile.

"Thank you, no need to look for it!" Leng Binghan handed over a fifty-fifty note, opened the door and got out of the car. Leng Binghan was always generous, and the extra money was just for the fun the driver brought to him along the way.

Reward it.

"Hey, you are still an upright young man. You don't like me. If you had known, you would not have taken the detour just now, and you wasted your gas money!" The driver looked at Leng Binghan's back, scratched his scalp and said angrily, what if

Leng Binghan heard this, and the keeper was so depressed that he fainted. Although he did not lack the money, the feeling of being cheated like a fool still made him very unhappy.

The glazed tile roof, carved beams and painted pillars, red door pillars, and a gold-rimmed signboard with blue background made it appear majestic and solemn. Walking to the gate of Peking University, which I had admired for a long time in my previous life, I stared coldly at the four-legged sign with gold characters on a blue background.

A big character, causing ripples in the depths of my memory.

For Leng Binghan, who loved literature in his previous life, Peking University was the most sacred and admired ivory tower in his heart. He dreamed of entering it and becoming one of them. Of course, this dream was not for ordinary Leng Bing in his previous life.

For Han, it can only be a dream.

After rebirth, I have abilities beyond ordinary people, and my horizons have broadened. It seems that everything I think is different from ordinary people. And the dream of Peking University has been buried deep in my heart. Unexpectedly, at this moment, I have come to Peking University.

At the school gate, that emotion still washed over him like a tide, making his heart tremble involuntarily.

I strolled into the campus. I did not rush to find the registration location. Instead, I strolled along the main road on campus to pursue the expectations that had been buried deep in my memory for more than 20 years.

Because it is a junior class, the start time of school is a little different from the normal time. At this time, other students have already started classes, and the whole campus is bustling and lively.

The Boya Tower, which is the essence of Yanyuan's architecture, is the "One Tower Lake Picture". It is an architectural masterpiece that is highly unified in terms of function, artistic shape, and environmental coordination. Its graceful shadow in the Weiming Lake is deeply imprinted in the hearts of many students at Peking University.

The majestic Boya Tower, the pines and cypresses around it, and the rippling Weiming Lake constitute a major landscape of Yanyuan. Due to the ingenious location of the building, you can often see it inside and outside Peking University, between beams, pillars, and ancient trees.

Adding a bit of beauty and magic. The Boya Tower is like a weather-beaten old man, standing silently by the lake, observing the changes. The locked tower door is like the old man's closed heart, containing the long years of life.

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Boya Tower has absorbed the wisdom and aura of thousands of Peking University students. Its status in Peking University has far exceeded the tower itself. If Weiming Lake is the eyes of Peking University, then Boya Tower is the bright pupils. "Boya"

These two words embody the most immortal totem in the spirit of Peking University.

The empty Weiming Lake, coupled with the word "Weiming", reflects the state of mind pursued by intellectuals: indifferent to fame and fortune, tolerant and non-competitive. At the same time, the word "Weiming" also adds to the symbolic meaning of Weiming Lake today.

A layer of historical color has been passed down as a good story, which is indeed God's will. What is even more surprising is that on the north bank of Weiming Lake, there are four stone screens from the Qianlong period, with the inscription "The painted boat is flat on the shore and wide on the shore."

"The flying tower reflects the shade of willows. The light from the mirror captures the wind on all sides, and the shadow of the hanging rainbow borders the center of the water." These four lines of poetry originally described the scenic spot "Ming Qin under the Mirror" in the Old Summer Palace. After many twists and turns, they were placed

It is placed here. Although it is not specially made for Weiming Lake, it is placed here to describe the beauty of the scenery around Weiming Lake very appropriately. It is really a match made in heaven.

The match made in heaven between the lake and the tower is the magic touch of Weiming Lake. It is always full of philosophy and always intriguing. It can be said that the shadow of the lake and the tower has become an immortal myth in the scenery of Yanyuan. The lake and the tower have souls, and their souls are thousands.

The souls of millions of people from Beida are also the soul of Beida.

People often say, "The air of Peking University is also nourishing." This is true. Putting aside the academic atmosphere and spiritual attitude that people talk about, the charm of the Peking University campus itself is enough to infect and nourish a generation.

The temperament and soul of another generation of Peking University people. It is no exaggeration to say that as soon as you enter the Peking University campus, you will feel active thoughts, rich knowledge, broad vision, and smart personality.

Leng Binghan just walked all the way, looking all the way, without any goal or direction, completely following his temper, completely following his feelings, to feel everything on this campus intimately. The expression on his face seemed to be joyful or sad, and his thoughts followed suit.

Flying everywhere.

"Oops!" When Leng Binghan was distracted, he happened to bump into a woman at the corner, and the book in the girl's hand suddenly fell to the floor.

"Ah, I'm so sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." Leng Binghan suddenly came to his senses, squatted down quickly, helped her pick up the book that fell on the ground, and apologized repeatedly. She also blamed herself in her heart, why?

She is so careless, always lost in thought, and always fond of remembering past memories. If she hadn't used her ability to detect and respond to the surrounding environment of her body, would such an accident have happened? Will she be okay?

"How come you don't have eyes when you walk?" The woman, about 16 years old, stylishly dressed, with an oval face and a very elegant temperament, shouted dissatisfied. But when she looked up, she saw that the perpetrator was actually a half-year-old child.

, she looked very handsome and sunny, very polite, and the anger in her heart suddenly disappeared by half, her voice lowered a few tones, and she said: "It turns out that you are still a child. You have to be careful in the future and don't run around like this.

It’s a big hit. There are many old professors on campus, but they don’t have the muscles and bones like us.”

Leng Binghan handed the book he picked up to the woman, scratched his head in embarrassment, and said, "I'm really sorry, sister. I was so fascinated by the atmosphere and scenery on campus just now that I didn't notice it."

Hearing Leng Binghan call her sister, the woman smiled wildly: "What a cute little brother. How can you know the atmosphere and scenery at such a young age? I think you are fascinated by beautiful beauties.

Bar?"

Leng Binghan curled his lips, and couldn't laugh or cry. Since he said he was young, how could he be fascinated by beautiful women? He was simply speechless.

Seeing his deflated expression, the woman couldn't help but smile: "Little brother, your accent doesn't sound like you're from the capital? What are you doing here?"

"I said, beautiful sister, can you not call me little brother? My name is Leng Binghan, you can call me Xiaohan!" Leng Binghan rolled his eyes and said angrily. When he mentioned that others called him "little brother"

Brother, he always feels awkward and uncomfortable. He can even shiver uncontrollably and even the hairs on his hair stand on end.

"Why didn't you tell me your name just now? I can only call you little brother. Are you older than me? Besides, there is nothing wrong with calling you little brother?" The woman said plausibly, as if she didn't understand.

She looked at him and said, but her eyes were full of cunning.

Seeing Leng Binghan's depressed expression, she smiled and said: "Okay, Leng Binghan's name is not bad. From now on, I will call you Xiaohan, and I won't call you 'little brother' anymore!"

When it came to the word "little brother", he deliberately emphasized his tone and repeated each word, as if he was afraid that Leng Binghan wouldn't hear clearly.

It was obviously intentional. Leng Binghan was so angry that her teeth were itching. She didn't expect that the girls at Peking University were really not simple. If he hadn't made a mistake and bumped her, she would have definitely escaped. Good men don't fight with women.

"Hey, Xiaohan, you haven't told me what you are doing in our school?" the woman asked reluctantly, as if she had accidentally caught a fun toy.

"Beautiful sister, I have told you my name, you should also tell me your name, right? Isn't it unfair!"

"Want to know my name?" The woman was stunned for a moment, then she chuckled again, her big eyes rolling in her eyes, and said: "I think the name Beautiful Sister is quite nice, and it sounds like me too.

They match each other well, just call me beautiful sister!"

"Goodbye, beautiful sister!" Leng Binghan turned around and wanted to run away.

"Come back, come back. Ouch -"

Leng Binghan had just walked a few steps when he heard the sound of sex coming from the woman behind him. He turned his head and saw that the woman was sitting on the steps, rubbing her ankles, with a very painful look on her face, and her eyes were very helpless.

He looked at himself helplessly, his slightly parted lips moved slightly, but in the end, he still couldn't say anything.

I don't know if I sprained my foot by accident, or if I sprained it just now when I was hit by myself.

Leng Binghan stared at her blankly. He didn't know why, but her eyes went straight through his eyes and penetrated deeply into his heart, deeply touching his heart.