Rebirth of Bloody Romance

Zhong Yuemin looked at Li Kuiyong lying on the hospital bed. The air was filled with a strong smell of disinfectant.

"Kui Yong, are you satisfied with the result?" Zhong Yuemin asked, with a hint of barely perceptible worry in his eyes.

Kui Yong was silent for a moment, looking into the distance with a smile on his face. "It's good! I wanted to tell you this morning not to look for them. Now is not the same as it was back then. We can't be as impulsive as we were back then."

Zhong Yuemin sighed. "Yes! Times have changed."

He couldn't help thinking back to those days, when they were young and full of energy, fearless and lawless. But now, time has passed, the once passionate young people are about to enter middle age, and the former passion and impulse have been worn away by time.

"Yuemin, what do you think we did back then?" Kui Yong suddenly asked.

Zhong Yuemin was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Kui Yong to ask such a question. He pondered for a moment. "Why so many whys? Maybe we were bored at the time, or maybe we just followed the crowd. Everyone else did it, so we did it too."

Kui Yong remained silent after hearing this, as if he was savoring Zhong Yuemin's words. After a long while, he slowly spoke, "Yes, we were reckless back then. Now, we have lost that passion and courage."

The conversation between Zhong Yuemin and Kui Yong seems to have traveled through time and space, and reminds people of that passionate era. Kui Yong's words reveal maturity and rationality. They are no longer the passionate teenagers, but have experienced hardships and understood the cruelty and beauty of reality. Zhong Yuemin's answer makes people feel the precipitation of time. Times are changing, but some things will never change.

The next morning, sunlight shone through the window onto Zhong Yuemin's face. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and got up lazily.

When Zhong Yuemin came to the classroom, he felt something strange. All the classmates looked at him. Zhong Yuemin looked around and found nothing wrong. Liu Minghua stopped him and said, "Second brother, why did you skip class yesterday? You are in trouble now."

Zhong Yuemin didn't take it seriously. It was just skipping one day of class. What kind of trouble could it cause? He smiled and patted Liu Minghua on the shoulder: "Don't worry, it's okay." After that, he walked straight to his seat.

However, things were not as simple as Zhong Yuemin imagined. When the bell rang, the students started to talk about it. Some said that Zhong Yuemin was caught skipping class and would definitely be in trouble; others said that he should not have skipped class. Zhong Yuemin listened to these discussions and didn't know what to say.

During the lunch break, the class committee of Class 2 found him, and the class monitor Chen Yuhong spoke first. "Zhong Yuemin, why did you skip class yesterday?"

"I......"

Zhong Yuemin didn't even have a chance to speak. The class committee members only spoke one sentence at a time.

"Zhong Yuemin, are you worthy of the Party?" the deputy squad leader asked righteously.

"Zhong Yuemin, are you worthy of the country?" A hint of severity flashed in the eyes of the study committee member.

"Zhong Yuemin, are you worthy of the people?" The League Secretary's voice was full of dissatisfaction.

"Zhong Yuemin, are you worthy of the teacher who taught you?" Even those who had a good relationship with him joined the condemnation team.

Zhong Yuemin was speechless. He couldn't understand why these people were so angry just because he skipped one day of class. He tried to explain, but his voice was drowned out by the questioning of the crowd.

Faced with the collective condemnation of the class committee, Zhong Yuemin decided not to remain silent. He began to look for opportunities to defend himself, but every time his voice was interrupted by others' doubts.

"Can't you listen to my explanation?" Zhong Yuemin finally couldn't help shouting. However, all he got in response was more questioning and condemnation.

He began to realize that in this seemingly fair group, there was actually an invisible pressure and moral kidnapping. Everyone thought they were on the moral high ground, but ignored the most basic understanding and respect.

Zhong Yuemin was drowned by the accusations, unable to refute them. He stared at his classmates, who were all righteous and stern, as if he had committed a great sin. Skipping classes was just a small mistake in his eyes, but how could it be a betrayal of the party and the country in their mouths?

"Zhong Yuemin, are you worthy of the Party?" This sentence was like a sharp sword, pointing directly at his heart. Zhong Yuemin felt bitter. It was not that he did not understand the greatness of the Party and its purpose. He just skipped a day's class, what did it have to do with the Party?

"Are you worthy of the country?" Another question, like a stone hitting a calm lake, stirred up thousands of waves. Zhong Yuemin clenched his fists. He had shed blood for this country, and now they asked him if he was worthy of this country?

"Are you worthy of the people?" This sentence was like a handful of salt, sprinkled on the wound of his heart. Zhong Yuemin knew that the people were living in dire straits at that time. He understood his responsibility and always thought about what he could do for the people of this country.

"Are you worthy of your teacher?" This sentence made Zhong Yuemin completely silent. His behavior of skipping classes was undoubtedly a betrayal of the teacher's hard work. However, isn't it enough to just get good grades?

However, Zhong Yuemin also had questions in his mind: why did no one ask him why he skipped classes? Why did no one want to understand his inner world?

Faced with the accusations of the crowd, Zhong Yuemin was speechless. He knew that his behavior was indeed wrong, but he also hoped that in this stressful world, someone could see his struggle and confusion and give him some tolerance.

Zhong Yuemin had no choice but to remain silent since he had nothing to say. He thought that was the end of the matter. Unfortunately, he was wrong again. The counselor Song Xiangjun found him. "Zhong Yuemin, follow me."

Zhong Yuemin's heart tightened, wondering what the counselor wanted to talk to him about. He followed Song Xiangjun to the office. Looking at Song Xiangjun in front of him, he thought to himself that she had such a good momentum, definitely a goddess. With this figure and this trend, I don't know which bastard will get the advantage in the end.

Song Xiangjun in front must have sensed something, and suddenly turned around to see Zhong Yuemin staring at her. She frowned and asked, "Zhong Yuemin, what are you looking at?"

Zhong Yuemin smiled awkwardly. He was caught peeking. "Teacher Song, what did you see?"

"Be quiet for me."

Zhong Yuemin smiled and nodded. "Yes, yes." Song Xiangjun glared at him and continued walking forward.

After returning to the office, Song Xiangjun looked at Zhong Yuemin and asked seriously, "Zhong Yuemin, I heard that you skipped class yesterday?" Zhong Yuemin nodded, indicating that he did skip class. There was no excuse for this.

"Do you know what consequences this will bring to you?" Song Xiangjun continued to ask while looking at Zhong Yuemin.

Zhong Yuemin lowered his head. First, he did something wrong. Second, the woman's charm was too great, and he was afraid that he could not resist, so he had to lower his head.

"I hope you can recognize your mistakes and make changes. From today on, you have to study harder, actively participate in various activities, and show your talents and abilities. Only in this way can you win the respect and recognition of others. In addition, my say does not count in this matter. Come with me to see the class teacher later." Song Xiangjun said earnestly.

Zhong Yuemin and Song Xiangjun went to the office of Zhao Wenjie, the head teacher, and saw that the head teacher had a serious expression. He couldn't help but wonder, he just skipped one day of class, is it necessary to be like this? Fortunately, this should be the last level, right?

When Zhao Wenjie saw Zhong Yuemin, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes. He stood up, walked in front of Zhong Yuemin, and began to lecture him harshly. Zhong Yuemin lowered his head and dared not say a word. He knew that the more he talked, the more mistakes he made.

Zhao Wenjie glanced at Song Xiangjun, then at Zhong Yuemin, and finally sighed and said, "Zhong Yuemin, I know you are a smart kid, but you have to understand that being smart is not for making mistakes. You have to cherish your talent and work hard to become a useful person to society."

Zhong Yuemin lowered his head and dared not say a word. He knew that he was really wrong this time and could only accept the criticism silently.

At this time, Song Xiangjun, who was standing aside, stepped forward. She stood beside Zhong Yuemin and spoke well of him. "Teacher Zhao, actually this time Zhong Yuemin was in a hurry. He didn't have time to ask for leave, and he has already realized his mistake."

Zhao Wenjie looked at Song Xiangjun, with a hint of admiration in his eyes. "Song Xiangjun, you can stand up and speak for your students, which shows that you are a responsible person. However, this cannot be an excuse for Zhong Yuemin to make a mistake. Both of you should reflect on your actions."

Zhong Yuemin secretly vowed in his heart that he must abide by the discipline and not make mistakes again. He was very grateful to Song Xiangjun, thinking that she was not only beautiful, but also kind-hearted, and was definitely the goddess in his heart.

Zhao Wenjie continued, "Zhong Yuemin, you have to remember that as a student, you must first do your job well, which is to study. You must focus on studying and not be distracted by other things."

Zhong Yuemin nodded in agreement. "Teacher Zhao is right. I will study hard in the future and strive to become an excellent person and a useful person to society."

Zhao Wenjie glanced at him. "Anyone can shout slogans. I don't care what you say, I only care what you do. For the sake of your counselor, I will give you one more chance. Go back!"

After leaving the office, Zhong Yuemin thanked Song Xiangjun. "Teacher Song, thank you so much this time. Otherwise, I don't know what would have happened."

Song Xiangjun smiled, almost making Zhong Yuemin dumbfounded. "Zhong Yuemin, I've discovered that you are the most dishonest person in our class. Be more honest in the future, especially stop looking around with those eyes."

After saying that, he walked away with his waist twisted. Zhong Yuemin muttered softly: It’s okay that she’s so pretty, but how come she’s so smart?

Zhong Yuemin finally passed this test under the protection of the beautiful teacher. What a pity! He was definitely overthinking. He returned to the classroom with lingering fear. Just after he sat down, before his butt was warm, the student union came to talk to him again. Zhong Yuemin's anger was already burning. He had to endure the class committee members in the class, and he had to endure his own class teacher even more. But this student union member also came to join in the fun, which really made him unbearable.

"Student Zhong Yuemin, we need to talk to you." The student union said in a serious tone.

Zhong Yuemin glanced at them impatiently. "I'm busy, please find someone else."

The members of the student union looked at each other, and one of them said, "This is about your recent behavior. We need to understand it. I hope you can cooperate, otherwise we can only contact the guidance office."

Zhong Yuemin asked nonchalantly, "What's wrong with my recent behavior? Is there any problem? I find that your student union is quite lenient. Do you have nothing to do? If you really have nothing to do, go do some good deeds. Why are you always staring at me?"

The student union member took a deep breath. "Some classmates reported that you were often late for class and even skipped class yesterday. In addition, you had conflicts with some classmates."

Zhong Yuemin cursed in his heart, these nosy guys, they really meddle in too many things. He sneered. "Is there anything wrong with my behavior? When have I ever been late? When have I not arrived at school just before the class bell? I skipped classes because I had something very important to do. I have already explained it to our class teacher and promised him. As for the conflict with other students, they asked for it."

The members of the student union obviously didn't expect Zhong Yuemin to be so tough. They were stunned for a moment, and then one of them said, "No matter what, you have done a lot of inappropriate things. As members of the student union, we have the responsibility and obligation to take care of this matter. Stand up and walk with us, and don't affect other students' studies."

Zhong Yuemin didn't want to affect other people's studies because of himself, so he stood up and prepared to follow the student union. Liu Minghua called him worriedly. "Second brother, you have to be patient."

"It's okay, I'll see what these bastards want to do." After hearing this, the buddies in the dormitory felt even more uneasy. However, they had no better solution and could only go to their counselor Song Xiangjun.

The students in the student union twitched their lips after hearing this, thinking that they must teach this ignorant kid a profound lesson later.

"Zhong Yuemin, who told you to sit down?" The voice of the student union president echoed in the conference room like a loud speaker, allowing everyone to hear it.

Zhong Yuemin frowned and walked up to the student union president. His face was as gloomy as the sky about to rain.

"What's wrong?" He tried to make his voice sound calm, but he couldn't hide his anger.

The president of the student union looked at him with a hint of disdain in his eyes. "We are somewhat dissatisfied with your behavior in class just now."

Zhong Yuemin was even more furious. He felt like a mouse caught by a cat, unable to escape no matter how hard he struggled. He was now the target of public criticism!

"I have already admitted my mistake to our counselor and class teacher, and promised that it won't happen again." He tried his best to sound calm.

The president of the student union smiled, and that smile made Zhong Yuemin feel even more annoyed. "Your beautiful teacher? I heard that beautiful teacher said a lot of good things about you. She is really good to you. Let me tell you, the decision of the student union cannot be changed even by your beautiful teacher."

Zhong Yuemin couldn't hold back his anger any longer after hearing this, and he stood up abruptly. "Who the hell do you think you are? What I do is none of your business! Who do you think you are? Why do you care about me?"

The members of the student union were startled by Zhong Yuemin's sudden outburst. They looked at each other, and then one of them said, "We are all doing this for your own good. We just hope that you can become a better student."

Zhong Yuemin sneered. "Don't give me that shit. I don't need your concern. You self-righteous guys, you'd better get out of here."

The faces of the students in the student union turned pale, and the president of the school union even asked someone to ask the dean of studies. At this time, Song Xiangjun rushed over. "Zhong Yuemin, apologize quickly."

"It's too late. There's no way you can apologize. I have to fire him today."

"Teacher Song, this matter today has nothing to do with you, so don't get involved. I have to see how these bastards expel me today."

Song Xiangjun was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. "Zhong Yuemin, I beg you to give in. If the dean comes, it will be too late."

Zhong Yuemin sneered. "Dean of Studies? Why don't you invite the principal over? You're using chicken feathers as a token of authority."

The Dean of Studies was quickly invited over, and he was very strategic when he asked, "Zhong Yuemin, did you skip class yesterday?"

Then it was the same old story, sorry for this, sorry for that. Zhong Yuemin had heard it several times and was already impatient. "My dear director, can you help me solve my confusion? I just missed one day of class, how can I be sorry for the country, how can I be sorry for the people?"

The dean slammed the table. "You are so stubborn that you can't ruin the morale of our school. We can't let a bad apple spoil the whole barrel. Just wait to be expelled!"

Zhong Yuemin was so angry that he pounded the table hard, then stood up suddenly. He took out his first-class merit medal from the space. "You said I was sorry for the country and the people. Then look at what this is? This is the testimony of my life and blood for this country. Do you know what this represents? Generally, only people who have sacrificed can get this. I am sorry for the country, then you who have been supported by the country for so many years and have eaten the people's food, what have you done for them?"

"How could you, you, you have the first-class merit?"

Zhong Yuemin sneered. "Does it count if I've killed too many enemies?" After hearing this, everyone took two steps back. Song Xiangjun looked at Zhong Yuemin in disbelief. She was very curious about him and wondered what kind of person he was.

After taking two steps back, everyone felt embarrassed. "Who knows whether what you have is real or fake? Are you trying to fool us?"

Zhong Yuemin sneered again. "You should be thankful to have met me now. If I were the same person as you 10 years ago, I would have given you two a lot of bastards. Okay, I'm not going to give in to you bunch of people who can only shout slogans. Aren't you going to fire me? Do whatever you want. I won't play with you anymore."

After Zhong Yuemin finished speaking, he walked away in style.