Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat-Chapter 91 - 88 Results Announced

Chapter 91: Chapter 88 Results Announced

Chapter 91 -88 Results Announced

Song Jiawen didn’t linger too long in front of the jujube tree, she continued along the alley for about fifty meters before taking a left. She walked less than a hundred meters before turning right…

Eventually, Jiang Yan got turned around, but she accurately found the main gate of the Yu Family Mansion.

It was said that this wasn’t the original ancestral home of the Yu family, as the oldest one had already been listed as a cultural relic and was under protection. This mansion was built later with a history of about a hundred years, and the government had left it to the Yu family.

The mansion’s gate was pitch black, about three meters tall, with a plaque hanging on top that bore the large characters “Yu Mansion.” On each side of the gate stood a stone lion, similar to those seen by the gateways of wealthy families on TV, imposing, yet very common.

At this time, the gate was tightly closed, not because it was too late, but because this place was a private residence and not open to tourists.

Even so, there was a steady stream of visitors at the gate, many of them taking photos with the Yu Mansion gate, some snapping away with their cameras.

Song Jiawen stood in front of the gate for almost five minutes, then turned away and left.

Jiang Yan seemed to follow her in a full circle, eventually arriving in front of a smaller door.

“Is this… the back door?”

Song Jiawen thought for a moment and nodded, “It should be.”

She couldn’t remember clearly if it was indeed the back door, only vaguely recalling having used this small gate before, but not often, as she didn’t usually stay on this side much in the past.

The small gate was closed but not locked.

Song Jiawen pushed it open and stepped in, Jiang Yan followed suit.

They walked along a quiet bluestone path and soon passed through a round archway, shortly thereafter, they were greeted by a large garden.

It was July, the peak blooming season, and the garden was a riot of colors with flowers in full bloom.

Jiang Yan hadn’t seen that sketch Song Jiawen had once wanted to enter into a competition, but if he had, he would’ve recognized at a glance that it was this very garden she depicted.

Not far behind the garden, a quaint three-story building loomed…

“Hey, who let you in? This is not a tourist area, please leave.”

They had been standing in front of the garden for less than five minutes when a short but stocky middle-aged man came over to shoo them away.

Song Jiawen turned to glance at the man, said nothing, turned around, and silently walked away with Jiang Yan.

As they passed through the arch again, they heard an elderly voice behind them, “Changxia, who was it?”

“Just some tourists who don’t know the rules and barged in. It’s nothing, Uncle Meng, I drove them away.”

The elderly Uncle Meng squinted his presbyopic eyes towards the stone arch, just as Song Jiawen paused and turned around.

The days were long in the summer, and the sun had just set at six o’clock, with the afterglow of the sunset filling the sky. A pale yellow halo fell upon the yard, giving the figure in the distance a layer of hazy, soft light.

For a moment, Uncle Meng thought he saw the old madam, the young and lovely old madam during her days of maidenhood.

But when he looked intently once more, there was nobody under the stone arch, it was completely empty.

Alas, he was getting old, and his eyesight was getting worse…

On the other hand, Song Jiawen, having exited the back door of the Yu Mansion, didn’t linger. She and Jiang Yan went back to the street by the main gate of the Yu Mansion and casually bought some snacks from a stall, then found a secluded spot to sit down.

“Do you know that old man?”

Jiang Yan thought Song Jiawen might have remembered something when she turned her head at the sound.

But in fact, she hadn’t. The turn was merely out of curiosity, and she truly had no recollection of the old man’s face.

“What’s your plan now?”

“What plan?” Song Jiawen was puzzled.

Jiang Yan raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the jujube tree, saying, “There are seventeen red ribbons tied to the top of that jujube tree, exactly the same as your age. This might mean someone has been tying one for you each year. This wouldn’t be done without deep affection. Jiajia, don’t you want to know who it is?”

It could be her father or brother.

Jiang Yan himself had shallow family ties, he knew the feeling of not being cherished, so he didn’t want Song Jiawen to feel the same as he had.

“Jiang Yan, am I very heartless?”

Song Jiawen also looked up towards the jujube tree and said indifferently, “I remember the jujube tree, remember someone promising to tie red ribbons for me, and I remember the back door of the Yu Mansion, the garden, and the pavilion. But… when I recall these, I feel nothing inside. It’s just memory, devoid of any additional emotion.”

“Normal!”

Jiang Yan made his assessment, “After all, you were only three years old at the time, too young, and it’s been too long. If it were me, I’d only remember wetting the bed at three, nothing else.”

He was telling the truth, not entirely to console her.

However, Jiang Yan could still detect a hint of resentment from Song Jiawen towards the Yu family for having left her behind and still going abroad. So now, even though she was clear about her own background, she had no intention whatsoever of reunifying with her family.

Jiang Yan didn’t bring up the Yu family again, and simply sat quietly with her in the corner until dusk fell, the street lamps lit up, and they both rose to walk slowly back to the main gate along the cobblestone path.

Wang Xiaole and Zhu Jin probably had too much fun; they were nowhere to be seen.

Fearing they would have nowhere to stay at night, Jiang Yan asked Song Jiawen to wait for them at the big teahouse near the city gates while he went to look for a hotel nearby.

At ten o’clock at night, the two finally managed to gather the others.

Over the next two days, the group visited Jade City again and wandered around the surrounding attractions.

On the third day, they headed home, taking the train back to Yunzhou.

The results came out on July 27th.

Early in the morning, many people stood by their telephones, waiting for the moment to call immediately as time arrived.

Because Jiang Yan’s home had been unoccupied for a long time, the telephone service had been cut off.

So today, he specifically brought his admission ticket to go with Song Jiawen to the gallery.

“I was quite confident when estimating my score earlier, but now my heart is pounding and I’m suddenly unsure… Jiajia, do you think I could score above seven hundred? And what’s the cut-off for Beijing University this year? The questions were difficult, so the threshold should be lower than last year, right?”

As a person who had been reborn, he was exceptionally nervous at the moment the college entrance examination results were released.

After struggling hard for a year, he just wanted to not follow the same path as in his previous life and to have the ability to attend the highest institution to enhance his credentials. Then, after graduating, he could proudly show off his diploma, saying, “Look, this is my school!”

Having achieved something he had never done before felt exhilarating.

It also allowed the companies that he couldn’t get into in his previous life to take notice: I have a good school and a high degree, but who cares if I don’t want to work for you?

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Just thinking about it felt great!

But after thinking about it, Jiang Yan laughed, feeling childish.

Song Jiawen looked at him strangely, wondering why he would alternate between a stern face and a smile just because of the exam results.

Was he that nervous?

They arrived at the gallery at half-past eight, with the results due at nine.

At first, the line was constantly busy, which infuriated Jiang Yan to the point that he slammed the receiver down.

“Let me do it, I’ll call for you.”

Huang Kai, who was watching with amusement, knew he was nervous and voluntarily took over the task of checking the results.