Chapter 1

As summer slowly awoke, a blinding light shone into his eyes. In front of him, he saw what seemed to be a crowd of people. Summer couldn't think clearly; he wasn't sure if he was dead or alive. If he were dead, he should be in the underworld, not in the sunlight! But his eyes were clearly unable to open due to the brightness.

"Waste of space! Wake up! I said, you can't be this bad! Did a soccer ball kick you into stupidity?" "Waste of space!" Summer's mouth moved, but his voice was very weak. It seemed they were talking about him. Was he a waste of space? He used to be a cultivation genius; how could he be a waste of space?

Being called a waste of space, Summer was very angry. How could he not be angry? He was a person who sat high above the clouds, and this evaluation was a heavy blow to him. Summer opened his eyes, wanting to argue with them, but when he suddenly stood up, he was completely stunned. What was going on? He saw a group of teenagers, about seventeen or eighteen years old, standing in front of him, each with a round ball at their feet, mocking him.

Seeing his foolish appearance, they laughed even harder. Summer looked around and realized he was in a school. He was very puzzled and scratched his head, wanting to ask where he was, but he was scolded again. He vaguely remembered vomiting by the river and accidentally falling into it, but now he was lying on the playground, which was very strange.

Summer didn't know what was happening. After some thought, he decided to ask someone. He politely asked the boy who had spoken to him, "Little brother, where are we?" Summer's actions were strange, like an adult, but on a seventeen or eighteen-year-old, it looked quite ridiculous.

"Ha ha! Now the waste of space has turned into a fool. When did you, Summer, learn to be so funny?" This comment gave Summer another piece of information: the children in front of him clearly knew him. Summer subconsciously looked at his fingers and saw that his hands were very pale and delicate. From the nail lines, he could tell his body was healthy. Was this his body?

Summer stared at his hands, his mind in turmoil. He was even more confused. Was this his body? Summer asked again. Just then, he tried to circulate his true qi but found his dantian completely empty, with not a trace of true qi. Summer was shocked. He had been prepared to die, but this place was completely unfamiliar. Where was he? What was his current situation? Was he reborn? It didn't make sense!

Just as Summer was confused, a girl in a pink dress walked over. The light breeze gently blew her dress. If you looked closely, you could see her beauty: phoenix eyes, willow-leaf eyebrows, a small cherry mouth, a delicate nose, and a rosy face. When she smiled, a perfect dimple appeared. Her long hair was tied up with a bow. Her slightly raised chest, slender waist, and round buttocks, along with her long legs, were all clad in transparent plastic sandals.

The "wolves" on the playground watched her silently, afraid to make a sound that might scare away this beautiful red swan. No one expected her to walk over to Summer, look at him, and show a look of disappointment in her eyes, a kind of sadness that made people's hearts ache. Her beauty turned into a faint sorrow, as if the heavens were being unfair.

The "wolves" on the playground showed anger in their eyes. The girl in front of them was the fiancée of the "waste of space." How could he possibly match her? Two boys quickly walked over and said to the girl, "Si Han, he's a waste of space, you..."

"Wang Hao, don't say that. I have no choice. He is my fiancé." "Si Han, you can't think like that! It's an arranged marriage, it doesn't count. Look at him, does he even look like a human? If you marry him, you'll suffer for the rest of your life. I really feel sorry for you!" Wang Hao said angrily, clenching his fists. He was ready to beat up Summer if Si Han nodded.

Si Han smiled sadly and shook her head. Her marriage was indeed decided by both families, but did she have a choice? Her family needed the help of the Xia family, but what they needed most was not her, but funds to save the business. Her role was to bring a very powerful company to her family. In her eyes, Summer was not a waste of space but a source of golden funds.

The Xia family was their choice, and among the Xia family, only Summer was around her age and a classmate. But the Xia family had no other suitable candidates, either too old or too young. Only Summer fit, but she was reluctant. She had once dreamed of her future, of her prince on a white horse, but now everything had changed.

Summer finally looked up, his eyes brightening, and he was shocked. She... she was alive. Summer couldn't believe it, but the girl in front of him was almost identical to his lover, with that faint sorrow and that delicate, heart-wrenching fragility.

He was stunned, even more so. He never thought he would see her again, but why was she back to her youthful years? Summer shook his head violently, unable to believe it, and wanted to curse the heavens. Was this a cruel joke? The foolish Summer made the surrounding students think he was a waste of space, a fool.

Unfortunately, the flower was stuck on the cow dung. Summer's nickname "waste of space" came from two things: he had never succeeded in anything from childhood, and his academic performance was extremely poor. He also couldn't distinguish between good and bad words, and the Xia family treated him like a waste. The main reason he became a true waste of space was an incident at a high-end club with other rich young men. They were all young and curious about the opposite sex.

Young men are naturally competitive, so they had a live show in front of the beautiful women. They were all excited like wild cats in heat, whether they couldn't hold back and ejaculated early, or they had great endurance, or they were small but very frequent. None of this applied to Summer. He could only watch because he couldn't get it up, as soft as a silkworm. No matter what the woman tried, he remained like a sleeping silkworm. Summer's face turned red, and he couldn't look up, only watching the woman moan and groan. Summer finally ran away without saying goodbye to the other young men. He never wanted to experience that embarrassing scene again.

Even the payment for the prostitute was made by the other young men. From then on, Summer's inability to get it up became a huge joke. Everyone, whether they knew him or not, knew that the Xia family had a "silkworm." From then on, Summer became even more dull and lifeless. The family treated him like a waste, with no academic achievements and unable to continue the family line. The Xia family was a large family and couldn't simply get rid of Summer, so they let him live.

Everyone just turned a blind eye and let it be. But then the Wang family came to the Xia family to arrange a marriage. The Xia family, which had not planned to find a wife for Summer, thought it was a waste of resources to use him. After all, the Wang family had some good projects and factories. So, Wang Si Han and Summer were engaged.

When Wang Si Han heard the news, she felt like she had fallen into hell. Summer wasn't ugly; in fact, he was very handsome, but his character was well-known to her. Every time she saw Summer, she couldn't help but show her sorrow. She didn't know how to resist; her family was in crisis, and her father's hair had turned white with worry. He kept telling her to get along with Summer.

But what could she do? Every time she thought of Summer, she cried. Today, seeing Summer's foolish and dazed appearance again made her heartache. But he was her fiancé. Wang Si Han finally understood. She knew about Summer's inability to get it up, so she decided to consider herself unmarried for life.

"Summer, let's go back to the classroom." Wang Si Han waved to Summer, preparing to take him back to the classroom. At this moment, Wang Si Han seemed like a servant, ready to serve Summer. She would pick him up and drop him off every day, as her father had instructed. She was just completing a task, silently enduring.

Summer was still dazed, and Wang Si Han took his hand, leading him to the classroom. As they walked, Summer looked around curiously, like a grown-up fool, everything was so interesting.

In fact, Summer was indeed curious. The buildings here were not made of wood but seemed to be made of stone. The vehicles were not pulled by oxen or horses but had smoke coming out of their backs and made loud noises.

Summer now understood one thing: his current body was still called Summer, but he didn't know how he had ended up in this body. He had examined his body and found that it was naturally weak, almost as if there was a hole in his dantian. As for his little brother, he wasn't worried because he knew that once he cultivated to the fourth level, it would definitely grow strong.

The girl in front of him was called Si Han, and it seemed they had a close relationship, but he still didn't know what their exact relationship was.

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