Chapter 1: Qin Di

  Qin Di's head was splitting with pain, and he couldn't help but let out a miserable cry.

  "Ah!"

  A pained and mournful cry escaped from Qin Di's mouth, the sound filled with intense regret, remorse, hatred and resentment that shocked all the surrounding classmates.

  "Qin Di, how dare you make a ruckus in my classroom, you're too arrogant..."

  With a stern rebuke, Tang Ying, dressed in her uniform, suddenly walked down from the podium and didn't give Qin Di a chance to react or explain. She was cold-blooded and ruthless, without hesitation, and directly drove him out of the classroom with a wave of her jade hand.

  ……

  Qin Di sat in the corridor with a dazed expression, still looking like he was in shock and hadn't recovered from his fright, not intimidated by Tang Ying's power, but frightened by that nightmare.

  How many times is this?

  Since I was twelve years old, the same dream, how many times has it been...

  Qin Di Xian can't remember clearly anymore.

  The same dream, the same dreamscape, equally making him feel like he's in a living hell.

  "Is this really just a dream?"

  One after another tragic scene emerged in his mind, Qin Di's head was splitting with pain, and the whole person seemed to have not woken up from that dream yet.

  In his mind, those three nightmares kept emerging, and Qin Di suddenly burst out with regret, unwillingness, pain, and even hatred.

  Is this a dream? No, it's simply torture, so vivid as if I were right there, experiencing it firsthand.

  If it's not a dream, why are all my memories before the age of twelve a complete blank? Why does every time I wake up from a dream, endless hatred arise in my heart?

  If this dream is real, what does it have to do with his life being a complete blank before the age of twelve and him being an orphan at the age of twelve?

  But it was just a dream, and when he woke up, he was still Qin Di, a poor university student with an unknown background... With this thought, Qin Di felt his whole body relax, finally escaping from the dream world, slowly getting up.

  "What an idiot, he even dares to make trouble in Tang Bingxian's class."

  "I bet this idiot was brutally screwed in his dream, otherwise how could he have such a huge grudge! Truly magnificent!"

  ……

  A string of sarcastic voices came from the classroom door, and several classmates who were not on good terms with Qin Di saw him get up from the ground, they sneered coldly.

  "Just have a nightmare, and it has to be at the wrong time, in the wrong place, choosing to have a terrible nightmare! Now look what's happened, the bird that sticks its head out gets shot, and Tang Bingxian's tea isn't so good after all!"

  "This tea hasn't even been drunk yet and you've already scared the daylights out of us! Qin Di, can't you have some dignity for once!" a classmate said with a sarcastic tone.

  "Tang Bingxian's tea is undrinkable, but her face, figure, and legs are truly eye-catching!"

  "Not bad, not bad! To die under a peony flower is to be a romantic ghost!" A kind brother said with a crooked head and a strange smile.

  A typical group of people who kick others when they are down and beat a dead horse.

  "Qin Di, Qin Di, are you alright?" A beautiful woman with elegant temperament asked with concern while helping Qin Di brush off the dust from his body.

  "Thanks, it's nothing, I'm fine!" Qin Di looked at the beautiful girl with a melon-seed face in front of him and revealed a bitter smile, feeling slightly grateful. In the entire Class T16, only this pretty class leader was still somewhat kind to him, and had a good heart, liked to stand up for what's right, and had quite some prestige in Class T16.

  A few brothers who were holding the idea of beating a fallen dog saw the beautiful class leader come out, and they also stopped biting and pursuing fiercely.

  "Qin Di, although Teacher Tang's personality is a bit cold, he's actually a good person to talk to. If you go tomorrow and apologize sincerely, this matter will be over." Wen Qi, with her standard melon-seed face, may look young, but she has an elegant demeanor. The Hermès silk scarf around her neck was eye-catching, but what surprised Qin Di was not that she could afford the expensive scarf worth over 10,000 yuan, but that a girl from a good family background still maintained a humble and down-to-earth personality, which is rare. Moreover, she never forced people to do things, and when interacting with others, she was always gentle and subtle, no wonder her popularity at Fudan University remained high, and she was almost on par with the number one campus beauty.

  "Wenqi, thank you!" Qin Di scratched his head.

  Wen Qi smiled and said: "Classmates in the same class, no need to be polite."

  She waved her hand and brushed past Qin Di. When she reached the end of the corridor, Wen Qi turned back slightly, smiled brightly, and said: "Qin Di, remember, when you see Teacher Tang, your attitude must be more sincere."

  Qin Di nodded heavily, but his heart didn't stir up too many ripples. A girl with a face and temperament that was one in ten thousand, how could he, a lone and ugly toad, possibly fantasize about her? But as soon as he thought about facing the icy and distant Tang teacher tomorrow, who seemed to be impervious to human emotions, Qin Di's facial muscles couldn't help but twitch violently.

  Perhaps due to his temperament, or perhaps due to his background, Qin Di was absolutely a good bird who never crossed the line and didn't stick out, and he was the kind of eccentric who avoided trouble by burying himself in books. So, for the first two years of university, he had no spark at all, being strong and uncompetitive with the world, occasionally joking that he was a middle-aged man with stories to tell, but actually just being a poor man's child who grew up too early and didn't have the means to squander his youth.

  Which young man does not want to bring disaster to a good family, indulge in pleasure and be surrounded by beauties?

  So Qin Di watched Wen Qi's plump figure disappear at the end of the corridor, and a wry smile appeared on his mouth: "The heart is there, but there is no capital to do it."

  He shook his head slightly, and the empty corridor was left with only him: "Those tragic scenes, were they just a dream?"

  He smiled wryly.

  This is a very serious issue for him, at least he doesn't want to bear all this now, and even lacks the courage to face it.

  So every time after this nightmare, Qin Di usually chooses to ignore it while adjusting his mood, because that dream was too realistic and seemed to be related to his life.

  After getting off the teaching building, the streetlights had just been lit up. Qin Di walked on a quiet yet spacious campus road, where couples of young lovers were everywhere to be seen, which made Qin Di feel a pang in his heart, thinking that he even had trouble supporting himself, let alone having the capital to play with women.

  There's only over 80 yuan left in my pocket, not even enough for a roadside wild chicken, life is really miserable.

  He walked to the end of the street, under a street lamp, a three-story supermarket stood alone in front of him, blocking his way. There were no customers coming and going at the door, cold and quiet, only the lights inside the supermarket shone brightly.

  Qin Di was taken aback for a moment, and in his memory, this place seemed to be an empty space. He didn't think much of it and walked towards the entrance with some thirst, just like many people entering the supermarket. He didn't even bother to look at the name of the supermarket, so he didn't notice that on top of the entrance of this deserted supermarket hung four eerie big characters.