Chapter 391: Chapter 384: It’s madness
Tang Yuxin finally locked up her mahogany furniture behind that door. Still, she felt uneasy and ended up double-locking it.
It seed better than her second-hand furniture. At least she was free to smash, jump, or roll on those. Even if they were beaten up, it didn’t break her heart. But with these mahogany pieces… never mind.
The day after Tang Zhinian and Chengcheng left, Tang Yuxin went straight to school. There, they held a school-wide comndation for her, presenting her with a special school stipend.
A free al card for the school cafeteria.
Up to 1,000 yuan of als per month at her disposal, but for personal consumption only. That ant Tang Yuxin now had a 4,000 yuan al card in her possession.
Sohow, in her era, she hardly ate ten yuan worth of food a day. How was she expected to consu 4,000 yuan worth? Or had the school decided to make her as fat as a pig?
When Ting Yuan received this card, of course, she was thrilled. Now, she could eat and drink anything, the unlimited soy milk seed like a river, the milk could be used to wash her face, and she could discard the yogurt lid without regret.
anwhile, Zhang Yong’an watched Tang Yuxin on stage receiving her award. Suddenly, his heart felt like it was being clawed by a cat. 1,000 yuan per month, if only he had that. Yes, how nice if it were his. And luckily, he didn’t know that Tang Yuxin actually received 4,000 yuan per month, otherwise he surely would’ve gone insane.
No matter how much he wanted that al card, it remained nothing but a dream. And when he woke from the dream, he was still living in reality. Still, the Zhang Yong’an who suffers with carrot pickles for his irregular three als, still posing no threat to Tang Yuxin’s al card, with his parents still detained at the police station, and his monthly expenses still uncertain.
What about his plans for graduate school? What if he wanted to pursue a doctorate? Or studied abroad? If he wanted to live and work in Beijing, he couldn’t always live at the school. And with the high real estate prices in Beijing, how could he afford to buy?
And for the first ti, he felt a deep resentnt.
Why were others living better lives than him? Why did others get the school’s free al card? Wasn’t he exceptional or extraordinary? Wasn’t he good-looking? Why were the blindfolded schoolgirls ignoring him? Why didn’t anyone like him?
As a Phoenix Man, he believed he was the cream of the crop; naturally hard to ta, but his inferiority complex led to an inflated self-esteem. He definitely saw himself as superior, so why was he always the one to end up with the injustices?
That night, he dread again. In his dream, he had returned from studying abroad, a company had extended an invitation to him, he beca an executive, earning an annual salary of hundreds of thousands, wearing a suit every day, with the tie fully showing his success. But when he got ho, he found an old hag, Tang Yuxin.
“I don’t like you anymore, we can’t live together.” He threw fifty thousand yuan on the table. “This is your tuition for these years, let’s make a clean break.”
Watching the woman sobbing and crying, he felt an inexplicable thrill.
“Haha…Tang Yuxin, you see this day too, you see this day as well…”
He suddenly burst into wild laughter.
Until a ‘pop’ sound, the light switched on, and his howls woke everyone in the dormitory.
“What the hell are you yelling in the middle of the night?”
“Are you sick?”
“I’m moving out of this dorm. Staying with you here, I must be going crazy.”
“I’m getting out too. His constant howling keeps awake every night.”
The next day, the dorm residents collectively found a faculty–they pleaded for a dorm change, explaining the dorm’s unlivability due to Zhang Yong’an’s night terrors. His constant outbursts, ‘Tang Yuxin, you see this day too, haha, you see this day too’ had beco unbearable.
A male student mimicked Zhang Yong’an almost perfectly, even the unfamiliar settled for less. After a week, a month, the echoed phrase beca part of him as well.
Tang Yuxin, the celebrity of Qing University, not for her appearance or status, but her status as a dical genius, the favorite student of Dean Tao and even the principal. She’s even been on TV twice.
After hearing the students’ pleas, the faculty beca fearful. They wondered, did Zhang Yong’an really suffer from ntal illness? If he sohow hurt other students, what could be done?
Spurred into action, they moved Zhang Yong’an to a remote dormitory. There, he occupied a large room alone–comparable to a presidential suite–a space most students could only wish for. Adjacent to the toilets and next to the washroom, the sounds he heard daily were either running tap water or soone using the toilet. Even though he begged to be relocated, no faculty paid him any attention. After all, they had given him such a high-quality dormitory; what more could he ask for?
Such ample space, all to himself. He could store things wherever he desired, access the toilets and washrooms with ease, cool down in the sumrs. And without the usual hygiene inspections, he could turn the dorm into a pigsty if he wanted.
Zhang Yong’an’s life was slowly becoming miserable, he was being ostracized by his entire class. One could be slow, foolish, or unattractive, but a ntal illness was just unacceptable.
Sohow, a rumor circulated that Zhang Yong’an was indeed a lunatic. The rumor spread quickly among acquaintances and strangers alike; everyone now knew about the ntally ill economics student. As per tales, he farted during military training, got slapped in the face by his girlfriend because he ate all her food, deluded himself into thinking his girlfriend was the top dical student, Tang Yuxin, and even had his parents co and make a scene.
Tang Yuxin heard all of this but felt it had nothing to do with her.
Everything she ever had with that man ended in her past life, the mont they signed the divorce agreent. When her past self died, all ties with him broke. And in this life, her existence had nothing to do with his.
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