After Rebirth, I Only Cherish the Pure Girl, and the Campus Belle Starts to Panic - Chapter 2:

Chapter 2: In the End, People Are Trapped for a Lifetime by Regrets They Could Never Make Up for in Their Youth.

Hearing Bu Yu’s voice, Lang Man paused. When she turned around to look at him again, her eyes were already filled with caution.

“Your bag.”

Bu Yu bent down and picked up the backpack from the grass. It belonged to Lang Man.

He brushed off the dirt from it and took a closer look.

The backpack had completely faded to a pale color. It had clearly been used for a long time. Even after being washed many times, it remained in this worn condition. It was obvious she had never replaced it.

Lang Man reached out and took her backpack back. Out of instinctive courtesy, she almost said thank you.

But the words reached her lips and were swallowed back down.

When someone drags you to a remote corner of the school without explanation, breaks your hair clip, and tears off your backpack, saying thank you under such circumstances felt wrong. She could not bring herself to say it.

After putting the backpack on, Lang Man turned and quickly left.

Watching her gradually recede into the distance, Bu Yu let out a long sigh.

“How much wrong did I commit in my previous life? Forget it. Since I’ve been given another chance, I’ll live properly this time.”

With that, Bu Yu stepped forward, preparing to leave as well.

But after only a few steps, he froze in place.

A memory about Lang Man suddenly flashed through his mind.

In his previous life, Bu Yu had not let her go so easily. Even under campus bullying, Lang Man had refused to compromise.

They had remained in a stalemate for a long time. Eventually, Bu Yu had grown tired of it. He felt continuing was pointless, so he left with his group, abandoning Lang Man alone, bruised all over, standing helplessly in the wind.

The next day, Bu Yu did not see Lang Man in class. Instead, he heard his classmates whispering.

At the time, he had not paid much attention, but he vaguely caught fragments of their conversation.

“Hey, did you hear? Lang Man’s mother suddenly passed away last night from a heart attack.”

“Really? How could that happen? That’s so tragic.”

“Yes. The rumors are absolutely reliable. Didn’t you notice she didn’t come to school today? It must be because of that…”

From then on, Bu Yu rarely saw Lang Man attend class. Even when she did, her face was extremely pale and haggard. Her eyes carried deep exhaustion and sorrow.

Her once neatly arranged hair became messy and lifeless, completely unlike someone coming to school.

As for the bullying that night, the homeroom teacher never came to question Bu Yu. It seemed Lang Man had never reported it.

Later, her grades plummeted. They fell rapidly and never recovered.

In the end, Lang Man dropped out. Bu Yu never saw her again. Or perhaps she had long since disappeared somewhere unknown, as if she had vanished from the world.

And Bu Yu in that previous life? He continued obsessively chasing Su Muwan like a man possessed, trapped in his own delusion.

…

At the thought of this, Bu Yu’s body began to tremble.

“Her mother’s heart attack… could it have happened tonight?”

If Lang Man’s mother had died because Bu Yu had delayed Lang Man from going home that night, then he bore part of the responsibility.

Overwhelmed with guilt, Bu Yu decided to follow her and make sure.

Lang Man had not gone far. It did not take long for Bu Yu to catch up and walk some distance behind her.

Naturally sensitive, Lang Man sensed that Bu Yu was following her. She frowned slightly but said nothing.

After leaving the school gate, Lang Man turned left and continued walking forward.

“Young Master, please get in.”

The butler, who had been waiting at the school entrance for some time, stepped forward and spoke respectfully.

Bu Yu looked at the luxury car parked before him, the open door, and the butler standing beside it with utmost deference. He could not help but feel nostalgic for this sensation.

It felt good.

After getting into the car, Bu Yu immediately said to the butler in the driver’s seat, “See that girl up ahead? Follow her.”

The butler hesitated for a moment. Then he remembered what kind of person his young master usually was and suddenly felt it was not strange at all.

Meanwhile, Bu Yu’s entire focus was on Lang Man. He had no idea what the butler was thinking.

The car moved smoothly, very smoothly, driving alongside Lang Man.

Bu Yu fell silent.

“Butler, I said follow her. I didn’t say drive right next to her,” Bu Yu said helplessly.

At that moment, he noticed a gaze from outside the window fixed on him.

“Damn it. I forgot to close the window.”

Before he could roll it up, Lang Man’s cold voice drifted in from outside.

“Bu Yu, what do you want now?”

Her brows were knitted even tighter. She could not understand what Bu Yu was trying to do.

“Same direction, same direction… Do you want a ride?” Bu Yu scratched his nose awkwardly.

“No need.”

Lang Man gave him a strange look, shook her head, and continued walking toward her home.

Bu Yu rolled up the window. “Butler, keep following.”

…

Lang Man’s home was located on the outskirts of Jinling City. The surroundings were quiet, almost completely cut off from the noise of the city.

It was a peaceful mountain village, surrounded by rolling hills and dense green trees.

The air carried the scent of grass and soil, fresh and clean, as if one were embraced by nature itself.

However, transportation here was inconvenient. It was far from the city center, and vehicles were scarce.

Bu Yu could not help wondering how Lang Man went to school every day.

Following her along this long stretch, Bu Yu could easily guess that she had to spend a great deal of time and energy just to reach school.

Taking a taxi was probably a luxury she could not afford. Most days, she likely relied on her own feet.

The inconvenience of her life only deepened Bu Yu’s guilt.

He thought about how he had once ignored her hardships and remained indifferent to her struggles. Regret surged within him like violent waves crashing against his heart.

His brows tightened, his eyes filled with heavy remorse.

The guilt felt like a massive stone pressing against his chest, leaving him almost unable to breathe.

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