Rebirth of Bloody Romance

Zhong Yuemin stood quietly in front of the office window, gazing at the vibrant campus scenery outside through the bright glass.

The playground is bustling with students, some laughing and playing, some rushing to class, and the youthful atmosphere is overwhelming.

However, in this familiar campus, Zhong Yuemin felt that a strange atmosphere was quietly spreading.

I don't know when this originally quiet university became unusually lively. Colorful posters and flyers were posted in every corner of the campus, advertising all kinds of strange club activities. These clubs sprang up like mushrooms after rain, dazzling people.

"Xiao Zhong, look over there, someone is recruiting new members again!" Xie Min on the side shouted excitedly, pointing at a banner not far away.

Looking in the direction of Xie Min's finger, I saw an eye-catching banner hanging near the school gate with seven large characters "Future Science and Technology Exploration Society" written on it. Each character was shining with golden light, glittering in the sun, and was particularly eye-catching.

Zhong Yuemin smiled and shook his head gently. "Yes, kids nowadays are really creative. I remember when we were in school, there were only a few traditional clubs, not as many as there are now."

Recalling his student days, he couldn't help but sigh.

Now, with the development of the times, students' creativity and imagination seem to have been more fully exerted, and various novel clubs have emerged, bringing more vitality to the campus.

"Yeah, times have changed."

Xie Min said with emotion, "Students now have much better conditions. Even without school subsidies, they can find work-study opportunities outside of school. I heard that some have become deputy directors of the township tractor station, some have become deputy managers of the garment factory, and some have even become technical consultants in the repair factory."

As expected, she is a gossip expert! She knows everything. After hearing this, Zhong Yuemin frowned and was a little confused. "Sister, are they qualified for these positions?"

Xie Min smiled mysteriously, revealing a confident look, and replied, "Hey, don't underestimate them. Our students in the Economics Department can easily help with sales and cost accounting exams; and those who study science and engineering are good at providing technical support. These kids are all smart. Unlike us back then, we were stupid and only knew how to study hard." She shook her head gently as she spoke, as if she felt a little sorry for her past self.

Zhong Yuemin nodded. Although he was still a little confused, it was undeniable that the pockets of those capable students were indeed bulging, and their faces were filled with confidence and satisfaction.

Zhong Yuemin knows that this is a kind of growth and also a challenge. In this era full of competition and opportunities, only by continuous efforts and innovation can we gain more gains and achievements.

"It seems that there are still many smart people." Zhong Yuemin couldn't help but sigh. He looked at those busy and fulfilled figures, and his heart was filled with emotion.

As he was talking, a noise came, and a group of students in uniform walked past the teaching building. They wore the badge of the "Environmental Protection Volunteer Association" on their chests and held slogans in their hands that read "Protecting the environment is everyone's responsibility", which made them particularly eye-catching. Their voices were loud and powerful, as if they wanted to pass on this responsibility to everyone.

"Look, another new club." Xie Min pointed at the group of people and said. Zhong Yuemin looked in the direction of his finger and saw that the students were all energetic and full of vitality. Their faces were filled with pride and determination, as if telling everyone that they were willing to make their own contributions to protecting our home planet.

Zhong Yuemin followed closely, and an inexplicable feeling of emotion welled up in his heart. These young people, in their own way, contributed to the campus and society. Their enthusiasm and perseverance made Zhong Yuemin see hope for the future.

On a sunny afternoon, Song Xiangjun walked lightly towards Zhong Yuemin with a gentle smile on her face.

Song Xiangjun was wearing a loose dress, her belly was slightly bulging, and her face was filled with maternal radiance.

"Yuemin, accompany me to the used bookstall." Song Xiangjun's voice was gentle and full of expectation.

The used bookstall is a magical place! It is like a time machine, taking people back to the past to regain those beautiful memories and unfulfilled dreams.

However, it is not easy to find such treasures! They are usually hidden in those historic neighborhoods, such as Longfu Temple, Liulichang, etc. Back then, if you didn’t have a letter of introduction or a household registration book, you couldn’t even get in!

But now, everything has changed! The rules that once held us back have disappeared.

Zhong Yuemin once heard that two years ago, a university built a new library. In order to fill the empty bookshelves, they emptied all the books in the second-hand book stalls and bookstores in one go! More than a hundred bookshelves became part of the university library in the blink of an eye. This was really a crazy purchase!

As a result, the used book market suddenly became quiet, and everyone began to complain that they couldn't find good books. However, are these rumors true? Zhong Yuemin himself has not confirmed it, after all, what you hear is what you believe!

Looking at Zhong Yuemin who was standing there in a daze, Song Xiangjun said again with her slightly bulging belly, "Yuemin, I want to go to the used bookstore to buy some books. Can you come with me?"

Zhong Yuemin frowned when he heard this. "Second-hand book stalls? There are too many people and too many things to do in those places. Can you handle it with your body?"

Song Xiangjun gently placed her hands on Zhong Yuemin's shoulders and said coquettishly, "With you here, what should I be afraid of? Besides, the baby also wants to feel the time spent with daddy and mommy."

Zhong Yuemin shook his head helplessly, but the corners of his mouth could not help but rise. "Okay, then I will risk my life to accompany you. However, we have to change the way we travel."

Song Xiangjun originally planned to take the bus, but Zhong Yuemin looked at her increasingly obvious pregnant belly and firmly opposed it. "Don't you know what you look like? I'll ride a motorcycle. It's safer and faster."

When Song Xiangjun heard this, she smiled like a flower. "That's the best. We don't have to squeeze into the bus and give up our seats to others."

"Then shall we go to Liulichang or Panjiayuan? There are a lot of books there." Zhong Yuemin pushed the motorcycle out and turned to ask Song Xiangjun, with a questioning look in his eyes.

Song Xiangjun smiled slightly, shook her head, and her voice was full of confidence. "You don't understand, right? The good books are all over Longfu Temple and Ditan Book Market. Liulichang now sells some small gadgets and collections. Although they are also quite interesting, we are here to look for books today, not to shop on Taobao. As for Panjiayuan, the prices there are a bit bullying, so let's not join in the fun. But today, let's go to Longfu Temple, which is closer, and you don't have to worry about my health."

Zhong Yuemin nodded when he heard this, and his admiration for Song Xiangjun increased a little more. He started the motorcycle, and with a roar, the two of them drove towards Longfu Temple at lightning speed.

On the way, the wind whistled past her ears, Song Xiangjun hugged Zhong Yuemin's waist tightly, resting her head on his back, feeling this rare intimacy and freedom. Her heart was filled with sweetness, as if the whole world only had her and Zhong Yuemin.

"Yuemin, ride slower, we are not in a hurry." Although Song Xiangjun said this, she really enjoyed the feeling of speeding. She knew that Zhong Yuemin slowed down deliberately to make her more comfortable.

Zhong Yuemin smiled and did not answer, but just rode the motorcycle more attentively.

As the roar of the motorcycle faded away, Zhong Yuemin and Song Xiangjun arrived near Longfu Temple. There were already crowds of people here, and it was very lively. It was obviously not convenient to ride a bike. Zhong Yuemin simply parked the car on the side of the road, and the two walked into the street hand in hand.

The shops and stalls on both sides of the road are filled with all kinds of books, some of which are indeed old books that have gone through vicissitudes of life and exude an ancient atmosphere.

Some may be pirated books that have been treated to look old in an attempt to pass them off as genuine. However, for those who truly love books, these cannot stop them from exploring.

Among the crowd, some people are just looking for a bargain and want to find some affordable books here; while some people are looking for bargains, they believe that they can always find hidden gems here, or even unique copies, which will be their biggest gain.

Zhong Yuemin came here today with the mentality of just hanging out, his main task was to accompany Song Xiangjun. Wherever Song Xiangjun went, he followed her, as if he were her personal bodyguard or her loyal listener.

Song Xiangjun seemed very interested. She walked between the book stalls, stopping from time to time to flip through the books that attracted her.

"Yuemin, what do you think of this book?" Song Xiangjun held a yellowed book and asked Zhong Yuemin for his opinion.

Zhong Yuemin took the book and examined it carefully. "Well, this book looks good. The paper and printing are very old. However, we still have to be careful. There are many pirated books here."

Song Xiangjun nodded and continued her treasure hunt, while Zhong Yuemin followed behind her, silently guarding her.

Time passed unknowingly, and the two had been shopping for a long time. Although Zhong Yuemin did not find any books he liked, he was filled with satisfaction and joy when he saw Song Xiangjun's satisfied and happy smile.

"Yuemin, thank you for accompanying me for so long." Song Xiangjun said to Zhong Yuemin with gratitude.

Zhong Yuemin smiled. "It doesn't matter, as long as you are happy."

Song Xiangjun walked around the old book stalls in Longfu Temple and finally stopped in front of an old man's stall. She pointed to a book with a slightly old cover and asked curiously, "Master, how many copies of this book are there?"

The old man flipped open a yellowed catalog, tapped on it with his finger, and then said slowly, "There are 19 volumes in total."

Zhong Yuemin stood aside and keenly noticed that Song Xiangjun was trying hard to suppress her inner excitement. He understood that Song Xiangjun might be afraid that the old man would see through her thoughts and take the opportunity to raise the price. So he stood aside silently, ready to lend a helping hand to her at the critical moment.

Sure enough, the old man seemed to have noticed something and said, "50 yuan, take it all."

Zhong Yuemin secretly exclaimed in his heart, "It's really a killing price." He knew that this price far exceeded the actual value of the book, but the old man obviously wanted to take the opportunity to make a fortune.

Song Xiangjun smiled slightly and said calmly, "Master, please give me a fair price. This book is valuable only in the hands of people who like it. If you don't like it, it is worthless. Don't you agree?"

The old man was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then he laughed: "Then... 45, no less."

Seeing this, Zhong Yuemin interrupted directly and said, "15 yuan. If you don't sell it, we'll leave!" His tone was firm and decisive, and he was obviously helping Song Xiangjun to bargain.

The old man's face darkened when he heard this. "Young man, you're bargaining too hard, aren't you? 15 yuan, I don't even have enough to afford it!"

Zhong Yuemin was unmoved. He took Song Xiangjun's hand and pretended to leave. "Then you stay. We'll go look somewhere else."

Seeing this, the old man hurriedly shouted, "Hey, hey, hey, don't go, don't go! 25 yuan, the lowest!"

"20 yuan."

"22 yuan, if not, go somewhere else!"

Zhong Yuemin stopped and looked back at the old man, a smile on his face. "Deal!"

Song Xiangjun also showed a satisfied smile, she knew that she was able to bargain successfully this time, thanks to Zhong Yuemin's help. The two took the 19 books from the old man, their hearts filled with joy and a sense of accomplishment.

The old man quickly found a woven bag and carefully put the pile of heavy books into it.

Zhong Yuemin and Song Xiangjun took the bag and walked a few steps away. Song Xiangjun finally couldn't hold back her excitement and said to Zhong Yuemin excitedly, "Yuemin, these twenty yuan are totally worth it! This copy of Old Book of Tang is an old edition published by Zhonghua Book Company. It is rarely seen on the market now. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a rare copy."

Zhong Yuemin was also very happy when he saw her excited look. He smiled gently. "As long as you are happy, money is meant to buy happiness."

The two continued to stroll between the book stalls, enjoying this rare leisure and freedom. They walked around several times, and suddenly, Song Xiangjun stopped at another stall, her eyes were attracted by a handwritten copy of "Juye County Chronicles" by Emperor Kangxi.

When the stall owner saw that Song Xiangjun showed great interest in the "Juye County Annals", he immediately asked for the price with a smile on his face: "This lady is really a connoisseur. This "Juye County Annals" is a handwritten copy from the Kangxi period. It is priceless! The price is 250 yuan, no cheating!"

When Zhong Yuemin heard the offer, he almost vomited blood. He cursed in his heart: Damn it! How much is not appropriate? He actually asked for 250, damn it!

But he remained calm, with a playful smile on his face. "Dude, this thing of yours is worth at most 5 bucks. To be honest, I feel uncomfortable using it to wipe my butt."

When the stall owner heard this, his face turned pale and he was shaking with anger. "You, you, you don't know anything, don't mess around here!"

Zhong Yuemin didn't take it seriously and continued to challenge him. "Brother, you don't understand? Do you believe that my handwriting is much better than his? I don't have any other skills, but my handwriting is pretty good."

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Song Xiangjun stepped forward to dissuade them. "Yuemin, please stop talking. We are here to buy books, not to quarrel."

Zhong Yuemin stopped talking at this point, but there was still a hint of disdain on his face.