The Joy of Rebirth

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At noon, Ye Bihuang decided to lie on the bed and rest for a while, recalling the math teacher Jiang Yachun's lecture expression, posture, and the smell of perfume on his body. [First text] He gradually fell into sleep.

Ye Bihuang seemed to appear in a dreamlike pink world. The ground was soft and very comfortable. Ye Bihuang was lying on the ground rolling.

"Bihuang...Bihuang..." A soft voice came from afar. Ye Bihuang sat up and looked towards the source of the sound. It turned out to be teacher Jiang Yachun. She was wearing a light green dress.

She was wearing a short purple skirt, a loose ultra-modern inner top and a shawl as she walked over slowly.

"Teacher, you... why are you here?" Ye Bihuang didn't expect that he could meet Jiang Yachun in this kind of place. He stammered. Facing Jiang Yachun's tempting clothes, Ye Bihuang even though he was forty years old

The experience also made me blush.

This shows how charming Jiang Yachun is.

Jiang Yachun did not answer him, but held Ye Bihuang's arm with a smile on his face and said, "Bihuang, are you tired?"

Ye Bihuang asked about the fragrance on Jiang Yachun's body. He felt dizzy as if he was about to fly into the sky. He said, "I'm not tired." Then he involuntarily squeezed his head against Jiang Yachun's plump chest and twisted around...

....Gradually, Ye Bihuang's hand became less trustworthy and stretched towards Jiang Yachun's chest...

At this moment, Lee Kuan Yew, who had just walked into Ye Bihuang's house, entered Ye Bihuang's bedroom. Seeing Ye Bihuang sleeping soundly, he exclaimed: "Wow, the wolf is coming!"

Ye Bihuang was woken up by the scream and trembled all over. When he opened his eyes and saw it was Lee Kuan Yew, he suddenly became angry and kicked him.

This kick was not light. Lee Kuan Yew was able to dodge quickly and was not kicked. Ye Bihuang's kick hit the table. The table shook suddenly and all the books on it fell to the floor.

"Damn it, brother, there's no need to be so cruel. Look, if you kick me with this kick, won't I break my bones?" Lee Kuan Yew's eyes widened and he looked at Ye Bihuang, who had just woken up. He had seen that kick just now.

It is clear that if you suffer a fracture, it may not be possible, but it will definitely be very uncomfortable.

In fact, this is called waking up. If a person is woken up by another person while having a sweet dream, he will definitely feel very uncomfortable. And if the person is in a hazy state, he will definitely lose his temper. Even parents will

Can't control it.

You have to wait until the person is completely awake.

Ye Bihuang rubbed his eyes and sat up, only to feel that his feet were numb.

Ye Bihuang said angrily: "Who opened the door for you? Do you know that you disturbed my sweet dream? I'm so angry."

Lee Kuan Yew blinked his eyes and said flatteringly: "Brother Huang, didn't I do this on purpose? Don't be angry. In the worst case, I'll treat you to popsicles later?"

"How many?" Ye Bihuang looked at him sideways.

"Three?" Lee Kuan Yew asked tentatively.

"Ten! Or get out." Ye Bihuang knew this boy's temper. He was awake now and his anger had subsided, but Jiang Yachun in the dream remained in his memory, so beautiful and touching. Such a good dream,

What a pity.

Lee Kuan Yew sat on the edge of the bed, chuckled, and said a little painfully: "Okay, ten will be ten. At worst, I won't wake you up in the future. I'll treat your kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs. It's true."

"Hey, you are still reasonable. You guy, hurry up and tell me how you got into my house and why you came to me." Ye Bihuang stood up and put on his clothes.

"When I came here just now, I happened to meet your father when he came home, so he came in, but he is out now." Lee Kuan Yew chuckled and took out a book in his hand, "I came here to share this with you."

"What book?" Ye Bihuang reached out to grab it, but Lee Kuan Yew dodged it.

"You laughed so hard when you were dreaming just now. Tell me what you were dreaming about. Was it with Shana..." Lee Kuan Yew said half of his words, and the meaning was obvious.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I dreamed that I was first in the class and that's why I was so happy."

"Oh, this is a book I borrowed from my classmate. I read half of it and then shared it with you. I'm a good friend."

Lee Kuan Yew placed the book in front of Ye Bihuang and shook it. Only then did he realize that it was a novel about what he did when he was lonely and had nothing to do at night in the countryside. It was also commonly known as a yellow novel.

Ye Bihuang put on his clothes and shoes and said disdainfully: "Besides, it's just a yellow novel. What's so cool about it?"

Lee Kuan Yew had a black line on his head and was speechless.

"Xia Na's academic performance is very good, but you were in the bottom three of the class. How can you be with her in high school? Don't end up being poached again in high school or university." Lee Kuan Yew was quite doubtful of Ye Bihuang's ability, which was why he was so interested in her.

Brother's worries.

Ye Bihuang chuckled, took the book from Lee Kuan Yew's hand, turned two pages and said: "Poach me? Whoever poaches my corner, I will dig off whose head... Don't think I'm joking, there is still my study.

You don’t have to worry about taking the monthly exam next month. You can see my improvement. Shana can definitely get into the provincial key high school, and so can I. I also want to see Guo Baomin calling himself a pig in front of the whole class."

If Ye Bihuang had said this when he first entered junior high school, Lee Kuan Yew would still have believed it because his admission scores were among the best in the class.

But he had already fallen into depravity. How could he still be admitted to a provincial key high school after not studying much for almost a year? Lee Kuan Yew was very doubtful about this.

"Okay, brother! Although I have some doubts, I still support you. If there is a glimmer of hope, we should try our best, right? I really want to see Guo Dapao's final tragedy." Lee Kuan Yew shook his head and said: "

Life is like a coffee table, full of tragedies."

Just as he was talking, he lowered his head and saw Ye Bihuang staring at the yellow book in his hand, concentrating on it. He suddenly laughed and said: "How is it? Does it look good?"

"Keep the book. I'll read it for two days and then return it to you. Not to mention, the writing of this book is quite pure." Ye Bihuang chuckled. He also read this kind of book when he was down in his previous life, but most of the books in later generations are

The description of the details of the action, the psychological environment and the storyline are not delicate enough. The novel from 1994 is better. If it were placed after 2010, this kind of novel would have become extinct, and they would all be elevated to classics in yellow books.

"Okay, no problem, but don't mess around, kid. You'll make the book dirty and I'll be disgusted." Lee Kuan Yew said with a smile.

Ye Bihuang said: "No, too many beatings will hurt my body. I still need to take good care of my body and spend time with my wife. It's a pity that we are still young now."

"Is it okay now?"

"Damn! I have to think about her! I am a responsible person, and I can't hurt others to satisfy myself." Ye Bihuang knew that doing that kind of thing at the age of 14 would most likely damage the body, especially girls.

At the age of 14, it was not fully developed.

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