The Villains All Fell in Love with Me After Rebirth : Chapter 72 - Enrollment
Chapter 72: Enrollment
Jing Sui’s footsteps came to a halt. The moment his gaze met the boy’s bright, clear eyes, his heart—which had long since become numb to any emotion—suddenly clenched violently.
He actually… felt pain again.
But how was that possible?
The boy hadn’t noticed him. Instead, he smiled at the long-haired girl, his eyes curving slightly as his lips formed a gentle arc.
Yet, Jing Sui found himself unable to look away. He stared dazedly at the boy’s profile. Different… clearly different.
Black eyes, black hair. Though his features were clean and delicate, they lacked the reckless arrogance he once knew. Instead, there was a softness, a quiet obedience—more harmless, more bashful. He was obviously a completely different person, and yet… that fleeting smile, that expression—It was just like long, long ago, when the boy used to smile at him and call him ‘Brother Jing Sui.’
So similar that, for a second, he almost believed it was really him.
But he couldn’t even remember how many years it had been since he last saw a smile like that…
Shen Zhuoming took a couple of steps before realizing that his boss had stopped in place. His expression was unusually grave, and there was even a faint, uncontrollable pain in his eyes. Was his boss still unwell from his injuries? Alarmed, Shen Zhuoming instinctively followed his gaze—only to spot the boy in the garden. Surprised, he said, “Huh? Isn’t that Sister Yang’s son, Ji Ling?”
The moment he finished speaking, Jing Sui abruptly turned his head. His eyes were fierce and terrifying, like a beast cornered in a dead-end trap. He spat out each word slowly, coldly: “You. Say. That. Again.”
Shen Zhuoming’s face instantly paled. He had never seen his boss look this terrifying before. His voice almost stuttered, “I-I-I said…” What did I say wrong?! Boss, you’re seriously scaring me!
Jing Sui stared at him for a long moment, then took a deep breath, his voice hoarse and low: “You know him?”
Shen Zhuoming was both nervous and confused. He took a moment to calm himself before answering, “Yes. His mother is someone you actually know as well—Vice President Yang Wei from the finance department… And, as it happens, Ji Ling was on the bus involved in the same accident as you. He was seriously injured and only recently got out of critical condition. He’s been staying in this hospital.”
Jing Sui’s jaw tightened, his brows furrowing as he searched his memories.
There was indeed a woman named Yang Wei in Fu Jingshen’s company, but he never paid attention to his employees’ personal lives. As for the accident over a month ago—Fu Jingshen’s car had collided with a bus while making a turn. Fu Jingshen had been hospitalized with a concussion and minor injuries, while multiple passengers on the other vehicle had been killed or injured. So… there had been a boy named Ji Ling on that bus as well?
Such a coincidence…
For a brief moment, Jing Sui almost believed that this was the person he had been waiting for.
But that was impossible. He had killed that boy with his own hands. The heavens, as punishment, had forced him to die and resurrect endlessly, ensuring that they would never meet again…
So how could it be so easy? How could he be forgiven just like that?
Sadness flickered in Jing Sui’s eyes as he let out a mocking smile. If only… if only it really was him. If the boy had been reborn in another world, living freely like this—happy, carefree, surrounded by family and friends, still smiling so radiantly without a care in the world…
Instead of being driven to utter despair, forced into a situation where his only choice was to sacrifice himself just to stop him.
In two lifetimes, he had been the root of the boy’s suffering.
If it really were you… would you be willing to see me again?
Jing Sui’s Adam’s apple bobbed. He squeezed his eyes shut, then suddenly turned and strode away.
He shouldn’t have such foolish hopes.
It couldn’t possibly be him.
Shen Zhuoming hurried after him, respectfully opening the car door before taking his seat in the front passenger seat. He instructed the driver to return to the company. Ever since his boss had woken up, he had become even more unreadable… Shen Zhuoming sighed inwardly. Being an assistant wasn’t easy.
Just as he was lost in thought, he heard his boss’s low, raspy voice from the back seat: “Give me Ji Ling’s file this afternoon.”
Shen Zhuoming jolted upright and quickly replied, “Understood.”
………………
Meanwhile, Ji Ling remained completely unaware of all this. He hadn’t even noticed Jing Sui—his attention was entirely focused on the milk tea An Shuangshuang had bought for him.
An Shuangshuang kept him company in the garden for a while before pushing his wheelchair back to his hospital room. Ji Ling hesitated for a moment before saying, “If you have things to do, you don’t have to stay here with me.”
An Shuangshuang replied, “It’s fine, I’ll stay with you a little longer.”
Ji Ling was silent for a while before he said, “You didn’t skip class again, did you?”
An Shuangshuang: “….”
Ji Ling: “….”
An Shuangshuang lowered her gaze and said in a sorrowful tone, “I was just worried you’d be bored, so I specially came to keep you company… and you doubt my sincerity?”
Just then, Yang Wei pushed the door open and walked in, smiling. “Oh? Shuangshuang is here too. Let’s have lunch together.”
An Shuangshuang’s expression shifted seamlessly as she beamed sweetly. “Sure!”
Ji Ling’s mouth twitched slightly. He decided to keep his thoughts to himself.
The three of them ate lunch together at the hospital cafeteria. Because An Shuangshuang was there, Yang Wei even ordered a few extra dishes for her. She smiled and said, “Thank you for keeping Xiao Ling company today. I’ve been busy lately, so I might not be able to come as often.”
An Shuangshuang quickly responded, “It’s my duty, Aunt Yang. Don’t mention it.”
Ji Ling asked in confusion, “Mom, are you busy again?”
Yang Wei nodded, her expression gentle, and said, “Yes, I've already taken a long leave. There are still many things at the company that I can't just leave unattended.” Her boss was already quite unhappy with her extended leave, and if this continued, it might have negative consequences. Fortunately, Ji Ling was no longer in any critical condition, so she could finally feel somewhat relieved.
Ji Ling knew that his mother had always been busy with work and that taking care of him was very exhausting. Thoughtfully, he said, “I'm fine, Mom. Go ahead and take care of your work. I'm not a little kid anymore.”
Yang Wei poked her son's cheek and smiled. “I know, you're a big kid now.”
Beside them, An Shuangshuang winked at Ji Ling and silently mouthed: little brat.
Ji Ling completely ignored her!
After lunch, An Shuangshuang reluctantly left, and Yang Wei took Ji Ling back to his hospital room. Seeing that it was almost afternoon, she told him, “I'll head back to the company now. Your dad will come to keep you company later. Call us if you need anything, okay?”
Ji Ling replied, “I got it! You don't have to worry about me. I can take care of myself.”
Yang Wei gazed at her son with deep affection. For some reason, she felt that ever since he woke up from his injury, he had become even more thoughtful and mature than before, which made her heart ache even more. But she couldn't keep delaying her return to work. After a slight pause, she prepared to leave. Just then, there was a knock at the door. Thinking it was another visitor, she went over to open it, only to see Shen Zhuoming standing outside. Surprised, she smiled and said, “Zhuoming, what brings you here?”
Shen Zhuoming had a fairly good relationship with Yang Wei and smiled back. “I'm here on orders today.”
Yang Wei looked at him in confusion.
Shen Zhuoming lifted the fruit basket in his hand and raised an eyebrow. “President Fu heard that your son was also injured in the accident and felt deeply sorry. He specifically sent me to visit you and asked me to relay a message—take your time staying with your son, and don't worry about work.”
Yang Wei was flattered and hesitantly said, “It was an accident, something no one wanted to happen. President Fu doesn't have to feel responsible.”
Shen Zhuoming set the fruit basket down and said with a smile, “At times like this, nothing is more important than family. President Fu understands your situation, which is why he specifically sent me.”
Only then did Yang Wei realize that Shen Zhuoming had been sent to formally approve her leave, and she was quite touched.
She had been working at the company for many years and knew President Fu's reputation well. She had always thought he was too strict, notoriously cold and impersonal. But now that something had actually happened, he turned out to be so understanding and compassionate, which surprised and moved her. She realized she had misjudged him before.
Sincerely, Yang Wei said, “Please help me convey my gratitude to President Fu.”
Shen Zhuoming nodded. “Of course.”
After exchanging a few more words, Shen Zhuoming politely excused himself. Before leaving, he cast a curious glance at Ji Ling.
Yang Wei closed the door and returned to Ji Ling's side.
Ji Ling never interfered in adult conversations, but while playing on his phone, he had been eavesdropping and managed to piece together most of the situation. Suddenly, he developed a favorable impression of his mother's boss, whom he had never met before. His mother was always working overtime, busy even on holidays, and rarely had time for him. He had assumed her company was inhumane and that the boss was a ruthless workaholic—probably someone with a sharp, mean-looking face.
But it turned out... he was actually a good person! Not cold-hearted at all.
Ji Ling blinked and gave his mother a sly smile. “Actually, taking this opportunity to rest a bit isn’t so bad.”
Yang Wei tapped her son on the forehead and said irritably, “Do you think taking care of you is easy?” She had been so worried before!
Ji Ling hugged her waist and acted spoiled. “I misspoke. I meant that now that I'm much better, you don't have to worry so much.”
Yang Wei sighed helplessly and chuckled. “Alright, alright, whatever you say.”
………………
Shen Zhuoming had been running around non-stop today. First, he had to gather Ji Ling's information for the boss. Just when he thought he could finally sit down, he was sent off again to approve Yang Wei’s leave.
He had never encountered anything like this before.
An employee stayed at the hospital instead of coming to work, and the president sent his assistant in person to grant them leave. Those who knew the situation would think she was a valued subordinate, but those who didn’t might think she was his mother! Wait… Could there be some internal power struggle at play? Was this really about leave, or was it some kind of company politics?
But that didn’t make sense. If President Fu truly had a problem with someone, he would fire them outright—why go through such roundabout tactics? Besides, that wasn’t his style at all...
It just didn’t add up!
Shen Zhuoming couldn’t figure it out and absentmindedly returned to the company.
As he was about to enter the office, he suddenly overheard a conversation coming from the president’s office and stopped to listen.
The loud voice of Finance Manager Zhang Ji rang out: “Yang Wei keeps running to the hospital every day. She barely spends two hours at the company and is constantly unavailable. She’s completely neglecting her work and mixing personal matters with business! If she doesn’t want to do her job, she might as well transfer to another department. We don’t have room for a privileged princess like her in finance. Everyone has family, and everyone deals with sick kids now and then, but you don’t see them behaving like this!”
Jing Sui’s fingers lightly brushed over the folder on his desk. He lifted his gaze and said blandly, “I haven't been at the company at all lately. Do you feel the same way about me?”
Zhang Ji froze and stammered, “But that’s because you were injured. She, on the other hand, is perfectly fine…”
Jing Sui replied, “As far as I know, although she hasn’t been coming to the office as often, she has made proper arrangements for her work, and everything has been running smoothly. If that’s the case, then why shouldn’t she take some time to be with her family?”
Zhang Ji argued, “But she lacks discipline, responsibility, and a sense of teamwork…”
President Fu had always disliked employees who put personal matters ahead of work. Zhang Ji once saw a vice president get chewed out for being late to a meeting due to a car accident. President Fu was a ruthless workaholic with no sympathy. Zhang Ji was sure Yang Wei’s behavior would annoy him, so he seized the opportunity to complain.
Jing Sui tapped his fingers lightly on the table, his gaze sharp, and his voice held a faintly mocking tone. “I personally approved her leave when I met her at the hospital. So, are you questioning my decision?”
Zhang Ji met Jing Sui’s piercing gaze, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He suddenly realized something was very wrong… This was not going as he had expected.
The man in front of him remained calm, his tone indifferent, but Zhang Ji felt an inexplicable sense of unease, as if he had made a serious mistake—one with severe consequences.
His mouth opened and closed a few times before he forced out a dry laugh. “That’s not what I meant. If she already got your approval, then I have no objections… I just didn’t know she had spoken to you.”
Jing Sui nodded slightly, raising an eyebrow. “Now you know.”
Zhang Ji stood up. “Yes, my apologies for disturbing you.”
He quickly left the office. Only after stepping out did he finally exhale in relief. Damn it—this guy had always been cold and difficult to deal with, but today he seemed even scarier. And the worst part? Zhang Ji actually let himself get intimidated by just a few words!
What the hell was going on today?
Why was President Fu protecting Yang Wei like this? Had she somehow won his favor? The thought made Zhang Ji’s expression shift.
Outside, Shen Zhuoming pretended he had just arrived and greeted him cheerfully. “Oh, hey, Manager Zhang. Were you here to see President Fu?”
Zhang Ji forced a smile. “I heard he was back from the hospital, so I came to check on him. As his assistant, you should remind him to take care of himself and not overwork.”
Shen Zhuoming nodded. “You're absolutely right, Manager Zhang. I'll be sure to tell him.”
Zhang Ji had no intention of staying longer and quickly left.
Shen Zhuoming watched Zhang Ji’s departing figure for a moment, then curled his lips in disdain before pushing open the door to enter Jing Sui’s office.
Jing Sui’s palm rested on a folder as he slightly lowered his eyelids, speaking without looking up, “Is everything done?”
Shen Zhuoming glanced at the desk and immediately recognized that the folder contained the information he had gathered on Ji Ling. It seemed the boss was really paying attention to Sister Yang’s son. He couldn't help but wonder—what exactly about this kid had caught the boss's interest?
Pushing aside his curiosity, he replied, “Yes. Sister Yang also asked me to pass along her thanks.”
Jing Sui nodded and said, “I got it.”
Knowing his boss didn’t like being disturbed, Shen Zhuoming didn’t linger. He turned and left, thoughtfully closing the door behind him.
The room was now empty.
Jing Sui lifted his gaze again, his fingers slightly curling as his expression became deep and complicated. His eyes returned to the folder on the desk.
Although it was now closed, the contents he had read were already etched into his mind.
In this world, there was also a boy named Ji Ling. Coincidentally, he was found in the very place where Jing Sui had woken up… injured in the same car accident.
So, is it you?
You seem to be living well, happy, untouched by the past.
Jing Sui desperately hoped this boy was the one he cherished, but when the possibility suddenly appeared before him without warning…
He found himself hesitating.
Afraid.
Afraid of disappointment, afraid of emptiness, afraid it was nothing but an illusion.
………………
Ji Ling recovered well, and with the company of his parents, he was finally discharged from the hospital a month later.
Although he had missed the orientation and military training, he hadn’t fallen too far behind in his coursework. His advisor, aware of his situation, enthusiastically helped him settle in, guiding him to his dormitory and introducing him to his roommates.
It was a four-person dormitory, and his roommates were fellow students from the same department: Wang Yixin, Zheng Lin, and Chen Ming.
Everyone was warm and welcoming. Upon learning that Ji Ling had just recovered from a serious injury, they eagerly helped him move in and make his bed, quickly forming a close bond.
And so, Ji Ling embarked on a carefree and relaxed university life.
Attending classes, eating meals, chatting, and gaming together…
Just like any other ordinary college student.
Only occasionally, late at night when the world was silent, would his mind wander back to memories of that other world. But that was all—it was just a passing thought.
Ji Ling was studying at the Academy of Fine Arts. He had loved drawing since he was a child, and his classmates were all friendly and endearing. He thought to himself—this was exactly the life he wanted… simple and happy.
That day, he had a cultural studies class. Ji Ling sat in the back row with Wang Yixin and Zheng Lin. Just minutes before class started, a girl with short, neatly styled hair, big eyes, a sharp chin, and an air of confidence sat down beside him. She smiled and said, “Let me introduce myself. I’m Ning Kehan.”
Ji Ling was a bit surprised but smiled politely. “I’m Ji Ling.”
Ning Kehan tilted her head, smiling as she looked at him. “I already know you. You’re quite famous. After much discussion, we all unanimously agreed—you’re the campus heartthrob of our Fine Arts Department this year.”
Ji Ling’s eyes widened. “…”
Ning Kehan pursed her lips in amusement, her gaze playful. “Let’s be friends, shall we?”
Ji Ling’s face instantly turned red. He didn’t know whether to agree or not, but Wang Yixin, sitting beside him, suddenly pinched his arm hard, desperately signaling: Say yes!
So Ji Ling had no choice but to nod and reply awkwardly, “O-Okay.”
Ning Kehan was very pleased. She grinned and stood up, playfully curling her lips. “It’s a deal then. Next time we go out, you can’t say no.”
Ji Ling watched her leave as swiftly as she had arrived, feeling dazed. “......”
After a long moment, he turned back to Wang Yixin—who had just been mercilessly pinching him—and frowned. “What was that about? Why did you make me agree?”
Wang Yixin blushed slightly. “Miss Ning isn’t interested in us, but her circle of friends is full of gorgeous girls… You get what I mean, right?”
Zheng Lin looked at Ji Ling expectantly. “Next time we go out, you’ll bring us along, right?”
Ji Ling: “…”
He glanced at their hopeful faces, remembering how they usually helped him carry food and fetch water. He turned his head away and ignored them, his expression dark.
Knowing they were in the wrong, the two quickly tried to make amends. As soon as class ended, they dragged Ji Ling to the cafeteria, generously pulling out their meal cards. “Today, it’s on me!” Wang Yixin declared.
“Tomorrow, it’s my treat!” Zheng Lin added.
Ji Ling kept a straight face, pretending to be upset about their betrayal, but in truth, he wasn’t really mad. After all, Ning Kehan was a bold, beautiful girl, and she had approached him in goodwill. Why wouldn’t he be happy about that?
After all, he was just an ordinary college boy…
A college boy who had never been in a relationship!
But since these two had so willingly thrown themselves under the bus, how could he possibly refuse? It would be a waste not to take advantage of their ‘sincere’ remorse.
Munching on the meal Wang Yixin bought him and sipping the drink Zheng Lin paid for, Ji Ling lazily asked, “Why do you guys call her ‘Miss Ning’?”
Wang Yixin: “Apparently, her family is loaded.”
Zheng Lin: “Super rich. The kind of rich where she drives a sports car to school.”
Wang Yixin: “I heard his family is extremely wealthy!”
Zheng Lin: “But that's just a rumor. Regardless of whether it's true or not…”
Wang Yixin: “Miss Ning is stunningly beautiful.”
Zheng Lin: “Miss Ning is extremely generous.”
Wang Yixin: “Following her around will definitely bring you benefits!”
Zheng Lin nodded vigorously!
Ji Ling originally didn't think much of it, but after hearing their words, he started to feel like something was off.
After finishing their remarks, Wang Yixin and Zheng Lin focused on eating.
They didn't dare tell Ji Ling that Miss Ning was also a formidable fighter. At the beginning of the semester, a senior had pursued her aggressively, only to be severely beaten. If Ji Ling really ended up dating Ning Kehan, and they ever got into an argument… who knew who would be the one committing domestic violence?
Such a fiery beauty was beyond their capacity to handle!
Ji Ling cast them a skeptical glance but didn't dwell on it. He began eating, noting that the cafeteria food was actually quite good.
Having tasted the finest delicacies in the interstellar world, Ji Ling had initially struggled to adjust after returning to Earth. However, over time, he adapted well.
After finishing their meal, Wang Yixin and Zheng Lin debated whether to go to an internet café for a game, while Ji Ling considered returning to the dormitory to rest. Although he had been discharged from the hospital, the doctor had advised him to take it easy, so he wasn’t keen on going out.
Just then, a girl ahead of them suddenly confessed, “Wen… Senior Wenyan, I like you.”
Ji Ling was startled, his heart skipping a beat.
Wang Yixin looked over and clicked his tongue. “Oh, it's Senior Yu Wenyan. I heard about him as soon as I entered the school. As expected, his reputation is well deserved—wherever he goes, girls confess to him. Only he could enjoy this kind of treatment.”
Zheng Lin muttered sourly, “Yeah.”
Ji Ling looked at the young man in the distance. He was strikingly handsome, with long, narrow phoenix eyes, a straight nose, and thin lips. His smile was gentle and warm. Dressed simply in a white T-shirt and gray pants, he casually had one hand in his pocket as he gazed at the girl before him.
Zheng Lin turned to Ji Ling and sighed. “See, you're only the department heartthrob, but Senior Yu Wenyan is different. He has been the university's heartthrob for four consecutive years, and no one has been able to dethrone him. Plus, he's exceptionally talented—a top student in the Computer Science Department. Even before graduating, he's already made a name for himself, with big companies fighting to recruit him. I bet most of these girls confessing to him aren’t just attracted to his looks; they probably see him as a promising prospect. After all, who wouldn’t love a man with both talent and good looks?”
He paused and then encouraged Ji Ling, “But don’t be discouraged—you’ve got potential too! I believe in you, bro!”
Wang Yixin added, “Once Senior Yu graduates, you might have a shot at the campus heartthrob title. Soft and cute guys are really popular with girls these days!”
Ji Ling: “...”
Normally, he might have bantered with these two, but at the moment, he wasn’t in the mood. He absentmindedly watched the scene in front of him, feeling like he was overthinking. Just because he heard a familiar name, he was reacting like a startled bird.
It was such a common name—running into someone with the same name wasn’t unusual at all!
There was no way it could be that person…
Wang Yixin noticed Ji Ling spacing out and grinned. “Hey, there’s nothing interesting to see. Senior Yu getting confessed to isn’t even news anymore. Let’s go, let’s go.”
Zheng Lin added, “It happens at least once a week. His admirers could form a line around the entire school.”
Everyone was already used to it. Although Senior Yu frequently received confessions, he was known for being gentle and kind. Even when rejecting someone, he never made them feel embarrassed. In fact, he always comforted them gently, which only made him even more popular, increasing the number of confessions he received.
The girl, seeing that Senior Yu had accepted her gift, turned bright red with excitement. Could it be… was she actually going to succeed?!
Yu Wenyan gave her a slight smile, his phoenix eyes curving warmly. But deep in his dark pupils was an unreadable indifference and mockery. His thin lips parted slightly, and he chuckled softly, “Thank you for your gift, but… sorry, I don’t like women.”
Ji Ling was stunned by the scene. Wait, college students these days just openly declare their sexuality in public like this? That kind of confidence was truly admirable! Judging by how everyone reacted as if this were completely normal, this senior must have used this excuse many times before, right? But if they knew he didn’t like women, why were girls still confessing to him…? Were they trying to ‘turn him straight’ through sheer determination? What kind of true love was this?!
Since when were gay guys this popular among women?
Ji Ling was deeply moved. “This senior is really open-minded. But with gossip this juicy, why didn’t you guys mention it earlier?” He turned to look at Wang Yixin and Zheng Lin.
Only to see both of them standing there, mouths agape, staring at the scene ahead as if they had just seen a ghost.
Ji Ling:?
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