Chapter 7

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Zhang Ruoxi failed to stop her boyfriend, who appeared calm on the surface but was as resolute as iron inside, from moving his luggage out of the boys' dormitory. However, she made up her mind that if Song Chen did not have a good enough reason to convince her tonight, she would definitely persuade him to return to school. For this, she asked Song Chen to delay the procedures for his withdrawal, and Song Chen agreed.

At this moment, the city was just beginning to light up, and the moon was rising above the willow trees.

The bright lights adorned the entire city's night, and the bustling streets were as colorful and splendid as the Milky Way.

The innocent and playful girl was at the age when she loved beauty, and a girl in the throes of love would always try to please her man at every moment. Zhang Ruoxi was no exception.

She applied a light makeup, with delicate and not exaggerated smoky eyes; her bright eyes and white teeth, the middle part of her bangs fell on either side of her rosy face, and the extra hair was neatly tied back, making her look very gentle and sweet. A bright fine chain hung around her perfect neck, and the black knitted long dress made the necklace shine. The tight knitted top outlined her curvaceous figure, and the short skirt only reached her thighs. She wore a pair of black butterfly high heels, exposing her long and tender legs in the air, like a beautiful fairy in the night, making the boys passing by the school gate take a second look.

Zhang Ruoxi, who was already accustomed to the men's invasive gazes, raised her slender and tender arm, looking at the watch on her wrist pointing to 7 o'clock, and her lips, coated with lip gloss, slightly opened, silently counting the numbers. When she counted to 57, she finally heard Song Chen's apologetic voice.

"Ruoxi, I'm late!"

Zhang Ruoxi looked up and saw Song Chen running towards her in a gray T-shirt, black jacket, and jeans. She smiled faintly and said, "It's rare, you who are always punctual are less than a minute late!"

Punctuality was one of the few advantages that Zhang Ruoxi knew about Song Chen. Song Chen smiled unconsciously and, amidst the jealous gazes of countless men, he held Zhang Ruoxi's tender and small hand and said, "My mom scolded me harshly and didn't stop for dinner. If I hadn't mentioned you, I probably wouldn't have been able to get away!"

Zhang Ruoxi blushed, remembering the last time she and Song Chen were inseparable and out of curiosity, she had the idea of peeking at her boyfriend's doorstep, only to be caught by Song Chen's mother!

Li Wan, who was satisfied with the possibility of Zhang Ruoxi becoming her future daughter-in-law, insisted on inviting Zhang Ruoxi to have dinner at home, making Zhang Ruoxi feel extremely embarrassed and unsure whether to stay or leave.

However, thinking of her boyfriend's sudden decision, a trace of worry crept back onto her forehead. Zhang Ruoxi hugged Song Chen's arm and looked at him seriously, saying, "Let's get this straight! If you don't have a good enough reason to convince me tonight, I really, really don't want you to drop out of school. Even for your mother, for me, and for our future, okay? I don't want you to regret this decision in the future!"

Song Chen forced a smile, placed one hand on Zhang Ruoxi's slender waist, and said, "I don't know if the answer I give you tonight will convince you, but Ruoxi, the future you and my mother envision for me is not what I want. I have my own path to walk! I hope you can understand my feelings! As for whether I will regret this decision in the future... Ruoxi, trust me, I absolutely won't!"

Zhang Ruoxi's beautiful eyes dimmed, and Song Chen, unable to bear it, looked down at her worried expression, feeling a strong heartache. A voice from deep within his heart echoed, and he lowered his head to gently kiss Zhang Ruoxi's slightly parted and upturned lips.

With wide eyes, Zhang Ruoxi was taken aback by her boyfriend's sudden kiss. They had already tried a few intimate touches before, so she didn't resist too much.

However, as Song Chen continued to savor her lips, she lightly bit his upper lip with a shy and playful pout. Song Chen, smiling, stood up, then held his girlfriend's slender waist and said with a sigh that Zhang Ruoxi couldn't understand, "Having a girlfriend is really great!"

Zhang Ruoxi laughed and gave her boyfriend a flirtatious glance, then was pulled by him to walk around the campus.

The streets around the campus were never short of shops selling snacks, restaurants, and daily necessities. Especially at night, classmates and roommates, as well as close friends, would gather around a greasy little table to have dinner and chat about campus life and the interesting stories they had heard or seen.

Zhang Ruoxi was familiar with this, but for Song Chen, these were distant memories. Whenever he passed by the university area on business, he would always take a glance from afar and then deliberately stay away—these scenes brought him a mix of envy and pain.

But now, with Zhang Ruoxi by his side, Song Chen had higher aspirations and better "credentials." So when he saw these scenes again, he felt more composed, though a hint of envy and a faint melancholy still flashed across his brow.

Even if he could choose his fate again in this life, he still chose to give up the vibrant college life!

"A-Chen, where are you taking me?"

Leading Zhang Ruoxi through the big and small streets, turning left and right like a maze, Zhang Ruoxi was already complaining, while Song Chen's eyebrows were raised and his face was strange.

Song Chen, like an eel, pulled Zhang Ruoxi around the campus for an hour, making both of them feel their legs turn soft. However, Song Chen's expression became more and more strange and more and more happy. Zhang Ruoxi even felt that all the detours they took not only didn't make him tired but made him more excited, as if he had taken a stimulant.

He muttered to himself, "It doesn't make sense! It's impossible that no one realized this business opportunity! When I graduated from high school, there were already people... hmm, did anyone open one? Was it banned in 1997?"

"What are you mumbling about!" Zhang Ruoxi pinched Song Chen's waist, making him grit his teeth and beg for mercy.

Song Chen scratched his head, not knowing how to explain this to Zhang Ruoxi. Seeing a marble bench by the roadside, Song Chen led Zhang Ruoxi to sit down, and after a moment of thought, he said, "Ruoxi, do you know about computers?"

Zhang Ruoxi gave Song Chen a playful glance and mocked, "Computers? You mean microcomputers? Who doesn't know about them? We even have computer classes! And I have one at home, a Lenovo Pentium computer my dad gave me last Spring Festival!"

At this point, Zhang Ruoxi showed a rare proud princess-like demeanor, sticking out her tongue and laughing, "It's expensive, 9999 yuan!"

Song Chen didn't know that, although personal computers were still a luxury for ordinary people, the public was not unfamiliar with computers. On the contrary, after the price war of Lenovo machines last year, the drumbeats and bugle calls of the battle were loud! Domestic brands like Great Wall, Tongchuang, and Founder quickly followed, bringing the originally high-priced microcomputers down to below 10,000 yuan!

This was the famous "thunderclap" in the history of computer consumption in 1996, praised by the media as the "victory of the national industry!" At this time, foreign brands, out of disdain, kept their prices high! A 486 cost 15,000 yuan, and a Pentium cost 20,000 yuan!

Song Chen's face turned red, and for Zhang Ruoxi, the Song Chen in front of her was still Song Chen. But for Song Chen himself, returning to 1997, reality was just a distant memory in his mind, and he was still trying to align himself with reality.

However, when he heard that a Pentium computer last year cost nearly 10,000 yuan, a trace of worry flashed across his face.

"Why are you talking about computers? Are you planning to open a store to sell computers near the school?" Zhang Ruoxi also showed a hint of worry, shaking her head and saying, "If that's your idea, I think you should give it up as soon as possible! Unless you get your father's agreement and support, you won't have the capital to open such a store! You can't even afford the inventory! Besides, how many students in the school can afford such a luxury?"

Song Chen smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying, "I won't ask my father for help; I don't want my mom to worry... I also don't plan to be a dealer selling computers, as you said, I don't have the capital!"

"Then what do you plan to do?" Zhang Ruoxi, with a worried expression, placed her tender and white hands on Song Chen's, looking even more troubled than he did.

Song Chen pondered and said, "Although I don't know the exact location, according to my knowledge, in recent years, many people have spent tens of thousands of yuan to buy a few computers to place in their homes or rented shops for people to play games. This is what we call a public computer room, or an internet cafe."

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