1: counselor
[The author is one of the female leads! There's an author's OC image in the paragraph comments →]
[Important Notice: This book features one male and multiple female characters in a group portrait. The characters have distinct personalities, and all plot points serve only the story. It includes niche cultures. Most importantly, do not say you weren't warned: it is forbidden for those with low acceptance and cognitive abilities to read.]
"I can't go on!"
Yu Heng pulled her back up again: "Keep going!"
"Yu Heng! Can you stop thinking about doing these things every day after work?" He Mengyao waved her hand to push him away.
Yu Heng frowned: "You're my wife!"
"Are you a pervert?! What decent person acts like this?"
"Don't you like it too?"
"But I'm not in the mood right now! Can't you sweep the floor and wash the clothes?!"
"If I do it, what will you do?"
"Yu Heng! Did I marry you to be your nanny and sex doll?"
"He Mengyao, did I marry you to be nagged every day?"
"I nag? Why shouldn't I nag? I cook, wash clothes, and clean the house every day. Am I your servant?"
"Didn't you say you were willing to quit your job and be a housewife?"
"So everything falls to me? I even cooked when we went to your mom's house the other day?"
"My brother died in an accident, my sister-in-law is an orphan and a widow, and she still has to work. My mom has to help watch the child, so how can she have time to cook and do chores?"
"Doesn't your sister-in-law have parents? Does your mom have to watch that grandson?"
"My brother is gone, and he only left that one grandson. Of course she dotes on him. Who told you your belly hasn't shown any movement in two years!"
Yu Heng actually regretted saying this, but it was out, and he couldn't take it back.
"Yu Heng, you bastard, go have kids with someone else! Divorce!"
"Divorce? If you want to divorce, then divorce. You always have divorce on your lips, I'm sick and tired of hearing it." Yu Heng was indeed very annoyed by the constant talk of divorce. "Let's go, let's leave now, let's divorce now!"
He Mengyao was stunned. She hadn't expected Yu Heng to agree this time.
Before, he would always soften when she mentioned divorce.
But with things said to this extent... "Let's go then!"
He Mengyao rummaged through drawers and cabinets, finding the household register and marriage certificate, and also found both their ID cards.
She threw Yu Heng's ID card at him and said, "You look like a human, but you're a dog!"
"He Mengyao, if we're divorcing, we're divorcing, don't resort to personal attacks!" Yu Heng immediately retorted.
"If you're not a dog, who is?" He Mengyao immediately shot back, "Who was it who said he'd let me be a housewife at home without any worries, and definitely wouldn't let me suffer?"
"And who was it who said she would definitely be a good housewife, wouldn't complain, and would be my capable assistant?" Yu Heng also refused to be outdone.
"So? So I became a nanny? Yu Heng! Where's your love for me?"
Hearing this, Yu Heng suddenly fell silent and calmed down.
He slowly said, "Love? Does love have meaning?"
"Alright then, let's not argue anymore, let's go out!" He Mengyao tossed the documents onto the table and began to get dressed.
Yu Heng also put on his clothes, then pocketed his ID card, following closely behind.
They didn't even drive the same car, each driving to the Civil Affairs Bureau.
At the Civil Affairs Bureau, the procedures went smoothly. They didn't have much property, one house and two cars, all considered joint marital property.
Not long after marriage, He Mengyao became a full-time housewife, and Yu Heng's salary was decent.
His average monthly income was over ten thousand yuan, which was a lot for Ancheng, a county-level city, but in reality, they didn't have much savings.
The cars were similar in price, both costing over 100,000 yuan, and each took one car.
The house was bought for 700,000 yuan, and a significant portion of the mortgage had been paid off. The house was now worth about 1.5 million yuan. The house went to He Mengyao, and she would pay Yu Heng the cash equivalent.
He Mengyao was furious, and to make Yu Heng sign quickly, she even asked her parents for 500,000 yuan and gave it to him that day.
On the way back from the Civil Affairs Bureau, Yu Heng drove, thinking that even though he was divorced, he had a car and money, and planned to treat his friends to a meal.
He had just taken out his phone to make a call.
Then the car crashed with a bang.
He didn't know if he had rear-ended someone or been rear-ended.
He only felt his consciousness gradually fading.
Improper driving, two lines of tears for loved ones!
When he regained consciousness, Yu Heng heard someone shouting at the top of their lungs beside him.
"Instructor! Someone fainted!"
Immediately after, he felt himself being picked up by a pair of arms and carried on a sweaty back.
"Instructor! I'll take him to the infirmary!" It was that same voice.
Yu Heng found the voice a bit familiar, was it Hao Junran?
The person jogged with him on their back, and just as they were about to reach the infirmary, they suddenly lowered their voice: "Stop faking it, get down and walk yourself."
Yu Heng opened his eyes, and sure enough, it really was him!
"Didn't I get into a car accident? Did you cause it?" Yu Heng raised an eyebrow, looking at him.
"What gibberish are you spouting? If you're awake, get down and walk yourself!" Hao Junran put him down, then hooked his arm, and pushed open the infirmary door.
"Teacher! Someone fainted!" Hao Junran shouted.
The nurse immediately stood up and walked over, helping Yu Heng to the bed: "What's wrong? Heatstroke?"
"Probably. Teacher, please give him an IV drip, it'll help him recover faster!" Hao Junran said.
"No, no need, Teacher. I'll just drink a bottle of Huoxiang Zhengqi Water and rest for a bit." Yu Heng quickly refused.
"Don't be like that, an IV works better, I'll stay here with you!" Hao Junran insisted.
Yu Heng cursed inwardly, this brat was really trying to screw him over to escape military training, since it wasn't him getting the needle.
The nurse turned around and brought two bottles of Huoxiang Zhengqi Water: "Alright, you two each take a bottle, drink it and rest for a bit."
Yu Heng subconsciously glanced at her name tag. Liu Liya?
As she walked back to her workstation, Yu Heng looked at her graceful back and slender waist.
He thought to himself, this nurse has a really good figure and is beautiful.
But he had never been to the infirmary in his four years of university.
How did he know what the head nurse looked like or what her name was?
It seems he really was reborn?
"Rat, is this 2018?" Yu Heng narrowed his eyes and asked.
"Who are you calling 'Rat,' you're the Rat!" Hao Junran said with a look of disdain.
"Brother Hao, Brother Hao, it's September 2018, right?"
Hao Junran stared at him like he was an idiot: "Nonsense! If it's not September, what month is it? Today is September 25th. Did you really get heatstroke and fry your brain?"
"Good, good, this is great!"
This was an opportunity to defy fate that had landed on him!
There were too many things from his four years of university that he could redo.
This time, he wouldn't get married right after graduation and divorce two years later.
In this life, he wanted to live a carefree life, make lots of money, and build a successful career!
However, where was his cheat? No golden finger?
Where's the system?
Don't all reborn people come with a system?
He waited for a long time but saw no movement.
"What are you spacing out for?" Hao Junran said.
"Nothing, I feel fine now, should we go?" Yu Heng said, getting up.
Hao Junran frowned upon hearing this: "Are you an idiot? Since we're already here, why not lie down a bit longer instead of going back to get sunburnt?"
"Tsk..." Yu Heng wanted to curse back, but he felt that what he said made sense. Why stand when you can lie down?
Just then, the infirmary door was pushed open.
A woman wearing a light gray skirt suit walked in.
She had a voluptuous figure, full breasts, and a very slender waist.
She walked with a swaying gait, exuding the charm of a mature woman.
"Nurse Liu, I heard a student fainted?" The woman's voice was gentle as she glanced at Yu Heng on the bed and Hao Junran beside him.
Yu Heng subconsciously sat up straighter.
He recognized this woman; she was Qin Lu, their department's Counselor.
Although he hadn't interacted much with her during his four years of university in his previous life, her figure and appearance were truly outstanding, so his memory of her was still very deep.
He remembered she always loved wearing these curve-hugging suits, and her hips would sway as she walked. The male students privately made fun of her quite a bit.
Seeing her again after being reborn, he couldn't help but steal a couple more glances at the curves enveloped by the skirt suit. This mature woman's charm was exactly as he remembered.
She was practically Kim Mi-jeong from a Korean webtoon!
"Counselor, why are you here?" Hao Junran immediately put on a docile expression and quickly answered, "Yu Heng fainted during training just now, so we brought him to the infirmary to rest for a bit."
Qin Lu took a few steps closer and looked down at Yu Heng: "What happened? Heatstroke?"
A faint scent of perfume wafted from her, like jasmine mixed with sandalwood.
Yu Heng's nose twitched; this scent really suited her figure, truly alluring.
"It's nothing, Teacher, it's just too hot. I'll be fine after some medicine and rest," Yu Heng replied verbally.
Qin Lu reached out and touched Yu Heng's forehead, her fingertips slightly cool: "Your temperature isn't high. You look like a sturdy young man, yet you fainted during military training. Your body is a bit weak; you need to strengthen your exercise!"
As she bent over, her collar gaped slightly, and Yu Heng caught a glimpse of a deep cleavage. This woman really didn't treat students as outsiders.
But it's wrong of you to say a man is weak.
"Teacher, I'm really fine!" Yu Heng smiled. "Maybe I just didn't eat breakfast this morning, low blood sugar."
"Bullshit!" Hao Junran interjected, "Didn't you eat two meat buns this morning?"
Qin Lu raised an eyebrow and looked at Hao Junran: "Since Yu Heng is fine, you can accompany him for ten minutes of rest and then return to your team. I've already spoken to the Instructor."
Hao Junran's face fell: "Don't, Teacher! Yu Heng's face is still pale. I need to stay with him in case he faints again!"
Yu Heng cursed this brat for being so dramatic, but he cooperated with a groan: "Teacher, my head is still a bit dizzy..."
Qin Lu crossed her arms, a half-smile on her face: "I've been a Counselor for so many years, I've seen countless little tricks like yours to escape military training. I can tell what's real and what's fake."
"However, I did see that your complexion wasn't good just now. How about this: rest until before lunch. But..." She emphasized her tone, her gaze circling Yu Heng's face, "If I find you daring to run around, you'll face the consequences."
Yu Heng breathed a sigh of relief and quickly stated: "Thank you, Teacher! We'll definitely rest honestly!"
Before leaving, Qin Lu glanced at Hao Junran again: "You, don't think about freeloading on sick leave. Return to your team promptly in ten minutes."
As soon as the door closed, Hao Junran collapsed onto the empty bed next to him: "Damn, that old hag really..."
Yu Heng kicked him: "Quiet! She hasn't gone far yet."
Hao Junran quickly fell silent, then after a while, he nudged closer, winking: "Hey, our Counselor's figure, tsk, it's really top-notch. Do you think any teachers at our school are sleeping with her?"
Yu Heng scoffed: "I think it's you who wants to sleep with her, isn't it?"
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[Warning from the Sharp-Tongued Little Dog! This is not a harem novel. The plot is realistic and slow-paced, written in a 'grass snake in the ash' style. It is recommended not to skip chapters, but to read them sequentially, and to consult paragraph comments and Baidu. It has been sent to the black room once, if you don't understand, read the paragraph comments.]
[Just because you haven't experienced something doesn't mean it's not real. It's called 'niche culture' precisely because a small portion of people live lives that most people may not have heard of or seen.]
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