Chapter Forty-Three Is Like This

  Another year's National Day is here, wishing everyone a happy holiday, but before going out to have fun, don't forget to give me a recommendation vote.

  "This painting can only be kept for now, and I'll look at it again when I have enough strength. For now, I shouldn't... If I force myself to keep looking, I'm afraid there's a real risk of being killed by the sword energy in the painting. What kind of pervert would draw such sharp sword energy on an ordinary piece of paper? And what was he trying to do by leaving these things behind?"

  Wrapped in bandages, Guo Zhengyang's breathing was still a bit weak. No matter how much he had thought about it beforehand, he hadn't expected that the first injury after his rebirth would be inflicted by a painter's hand, which was simply unimaginable.

  Now that he has obtained the treasure, he should leave.

  So Guo Zhengyang walked a distance before stopping at the street corner to take a moment, then hailed a taxi.

  After getting on the taxi, he just reported that he was going to Yanhe County and then started sitting in the taxi with his eyes closed to rest.

  Just now, due to a timely awakening, he sensed that the sharp sword energy had a counter-attack danger, so he immediately moved his mind away from the painting, so this time the injury was not serious. He quietly operated the healing technique all the way and by the time they arrived at Yanhe County, Guo Zhengyang's injuries had recovered to about 70 or 80%.

  He finally let out a sigh of relief and hurried towards the campus.

  It turns out that even picking up opportunities can be dangerous, this time he really gained experience. This painting in his hand, before having enough strength, Guo Zhengyang was not going to touch it again, so he could only put it away first and wait for a later date to take a closer look.

  As for now, there's nothing much to think about, go back to school and study.

  Today is already Thursday, and it's the fourth week since he was reborn. This weekend should be a big holiday, but before the holiday, there is still an exam. This exam is not a small test on weekends, but a unified mock exam for all high schools in the city.

  If it weren't for the sudden fluctuation of mind waves during class earlier, Guo Zhengyang wouldn't have left the campus at this time.

  As he walked, he suddenly thought of the upcoming exam and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

  This time he will definitely get a good score, at least it must be much better than the final exam before winter vacation and the test after winter vacation.

  This month of hard work has indeed come to the final test, and next time if his parents ask about his academic performance, he will absolutely not be embarrassed to dodge and hide, and dare not speak up.

  All the way back to school calmly, Guo Zhengyang carefully stored the painting in the depths of his desk and then plunged into the sea of books again. This study lasted for a whole day until Friday afternoon when the first exam finally began.

  Weekends are just a myth for high school seniors, especially with only two months left until the college entrance exam.

  A test was divided into classes and examination rooms, all the examination rooms were emptied, starting from Friday afternoon to Saturday afternoon. Guo Zhengyang followed the crowd into the examination room until all the tests were completed. When the campus was filled with laughter and excitement, he stood in his dormitory packing up his things to go home.

  "Lao Guo, how was the exam? Wipe, you must be far ahead of me this time, Ni Mei, you're not human, studying desperately for a whole month, I thought you were just talking big and would give up after a couple of days." In the dormitory, deskmate Zhang Hang was also quickly packing his bag.

  However, when the results came out, he looked at Guo Zhengyang with a tangled face. In any previous exam, there was always Guo Zhengyang and him at the bottom together. This time, suddenly only one of them was left, which really made people feel a bit uneasy. Although Zhang Hang had also been stimulated by Guo Zhengyang's steady progress not long ago, he had said that he wanted to study hard, but this kid had only been enthusiastic for two days before losing interest again, and after studying seriously with Guo Zhengyang for two or three days, he returned to his lazy and indulgent state. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so depressed now.

  While Guo Zhengyang's injuries had long since fully recovered, it wasn't until he finished packing everything into his backpack and slung it over his shoulder that he chuckled and patted Zhang Hang's shoulder before striding out.

  This is his first time back home after rebirth, and he really has some small expectations, even nervousness.

  After all, the impression of home in memory has been gone for fifty years.

  Now suddenly there is still a chance to re-enter that home, even with his mood, it is impossible to maintain thorough calmness, but in some slight tension, Guo Zhengyang also has some bitter smiles.

  Although the family door has not been stepped on, this month mother also saw a few times, father also saw, and when seeing mother's face is good, she always just spoiled Guo Zhengyang, but with father that time to meet... it makes people unable to relax, and don't know what attitude father will take towards him this time back.

  Excited and looking forward to it, with a little nervousness, Guo Zhengyang still returned to the vicinity of the county party committee's family courtyard half an hour later.

  As soon as he knocked on the familiar door, Guo's mother looked at him with surprise and delight, "Xiao Zheng, you're back! Why didn't you say a word? I would have gone to pick you up!"

  Feeling the long-lost warmth, Guo Zhengyang's originally nervous and tense mood suddenly calmed down, "It's okay, it's not far from school to here."

  "You must be tired, take a rest first, are you hungry? Do you want me to get something for you to eat now?" Madam Guo stepped aside and welcomed Guo Zhengyang into the house with a happy smile.

  The house is not very big, but it's decorated warmly and has a homey feel. After entering the house, Guo Zhengyang looked at everything familiar to him and his mood was indeed a bit dazed. Following the familiar footprints through the living room, Guo Zhengyang smiled and said to his mother, "I'm not hungry, I'll put my luggage away first."

  After finishing speaking, he walked towards a bedroom.

  He pushed the door open again, looking at the familiar furniture in the bedroom. Although the bedroom was very simple and ordinary, it was tidy and neat. There was a bed, a desk, a bookcase, and a computer. That's all there was in Guo Zhengyang's bedroom.

  Slowly approaching the bedroom, Guo Zhengyang sat down at the head of the bed, gently stroking the bedside table and chair, with a nostalgic look in his eyes.

  Fifty years ago, this was indeed the bedroom fifty years ago. Everything is so familiar, everything is so quiet and warm.

  "You kids, go ahead and play with the computer if you want to. Your dad is not home, he's busy outside. If you want to play, I won't tell him. When you're hungry, just say so. By the way, are you thirsty? There are drinks at home, what do you want to drink?" Just as Guo Zhengyang was indulging in the familiar scene, his mother's laughter suddenly rang out from the doorway.

  A burst of laughter, and Guo Zhengyang also laughed along with him.

  His mother was still like that, a little nagging when facing him.

  "Not thirsty." He smiled and replied, then put his backpack on the bedhead, quietly enjoying the silence as he felt his mother drifting away.

  He had fantasized countless times about what the scene would be like when he returned home, and it turned out to be just like this. The house was still as quiet as ever, his mother's doting tone accompanied by a hint of nagging, and his father was not at home.

  All of this was indeed his familiar home, exactly as he had imagined it.