After Rejecting the Simp Life, the School Belle Cried and Asked Why!

Chapter 1:

Lin Xuan stood at the classroom door, holding breakfast in his hands, frozen in place.

His eyes were locked onto the number “102” on the classroom door, unmoving.

This… how is this possible!?

Wasn’t he lying on a hospital bed, dead just moments ago? How was he still standing here, alive and well?

Classroom 102?!

Wasn’t this his high school class? Had he been reborn?!

Lin Xuan stared at the classroom, feeling the heartbeat of his young and healthy body. He had no choice but to believe this reality.

No matter what, he could never forget that his senior year of high school was the turning point of his life.

Back then, after being rejected and humiliated by the school beauty, Yu Jiaxin, he had fallen into a daze and stumbled into the river by the roadside. Fortunately, his classmate, Ling Yinluo, had saved him.

But Ling Yinluo had inhaled too much water into her lungs, leading to an infection that ultimately took her life.

And yet, even after that, Lin Xuan had remained obsessed with Yu Jiaxin. He continued to confess his love to her, facing repeated failures. The relentless blows to his spirit eventually pushed him to jump off a building.

Though he had barely been rescued, his body was left riddled with illnesses. Even as he lay in a hospital bed, Yu Jiaxin never once came to visit him.

Later, Zhao Tianxiang, who had visited him, told him that after his accident, Yu Jiaxin had laughed in public, saying, “Finally, there’s one less annoying fly buzzing around me!”

Suffering from both emotional and physical torment, Lin Xuan eventually withered away, spending his remaining years bedridden before dying in despair.

The whole school knew that Lin Xuan was Yu Jiaxin’s number one lapdog. He was willing to do anything for her!

Once, during the summer break, he had worked tirelessly day and night to save up 3,000 yuan just to buy her a scarf…

If Yu Jiaxin casually mentioned wanting a cake from the west side of the city, Lin Xuan wouldn’t hesitate to spend five hours traveling back and forth just to get it for her. Yet, the moment he handed it to her, she turned around and fed it to a dog…

Every day, he made sure she had breakfast and snacks without fail. His backpack was always filled with things Yu Jiaxin might need…

If being a lapdog had different levels, then Lin Xuan had undoubtedly reached the highest tier.

No matter what others said about him, he had always believed that his sincerity would one day touch Yu Jiaxin’s heart.

But then, yesterday…

“I like you!”

“Jiaxin, th-this bouquet is for you!”

Lin Xuan lowered his head, too nervous to look her in the eyes, and held out a beautiful bouquet of roses.

His hands trembled uncontrollably as he clutched the bouquet, and sweat formed on his forehead from the sheer anxiety of the moment.

“Heh, Lin Xuan, your gifts are getting cheaper and cheaper. You used to give me jewelry, and now you’ve fallen so low that all you can afford is a bunch of roses?”

Zhou Lin, one of Yu Jiaxin’s other pursuers, sneered from the side.

He raised his hand and smacked the bouquet onto the ground.

Unlike Lin Xuan, who was poor, Zhou Lin came from a wealthy family. His family owned a publicly listed company, making him rich beyond measure.

“You… my flowers!”

Lin Xuan anxiously picked up the bouquet and once again held it out to Yu Jiaxin.

“Sorry, Lin Xuan, but I think anything that falls to the ground is dirty. Also, we’re just not meant to be. Goodbye!”

With that, Yu Jiaxin turned and left with her group of friends, leaving Lin Xuan standing there, dumbfounded, still holding the rejected bouquet.

Dirty?

He had spent three whole years growing these flowers.

Three years ago, he had used his entire semester’s tuition to buy Yu Jiaxin a necklace. Yet, when she accepted it, all she said was:

“Can you stop being so tacky? What I like is sincerity, not expensive gifts. Even just a single flower or a heartfelt card would mean a hundred times more than what you’re giving me!”

Those words had stayed with Lin Xuan for three years. From that moment on, he had devoted himself to learning how to grow flowers—planting seeds, nurturing them, and waiting for them to bloom.

No one knew how much effort he had put into it.

When the roses finally bloomed, Lin Xuan smiled in relief, believing that this time, his gift would make Yu Jiaxin happy…

Yet, even when she saw the flowers, her face remained as indifferent as ever. She even called them dirty.

Was it the flowers that were dirty? No! It was her heart!

Looking at the delicate roses now stained with dirt, he felt something shatter inside him.

It was his heart—his sincere, devoted heart—breaking into pieces!

And after that, everything unfolded—Lin Xuan fell into the river, Ling Yinluo saved him…

I was reborn on the day after my confession!

Lin Xuan snapped back to reality.

As he looked at the breakfast in his hands, an uncontrollable wave of anger surged within him.

In his past life, after experiencing the humiliation of rejection, he had actually gone to deliver breakfast to Yu Jiaxin the very next morning, as if nothing had happened!

“Xuanzi, why are you standing there daydreaming? Are you spying on Yu Jiaxin again?”

Zhao Tianxiang had just arrived at the classroom and, seeing Lin Xuan frozen in place, patted him on the shoulder.

Zhao Tianxiang had been Lin Xuan’s best friend since childhood. In Lin Xuan’s past life, when he attempted suicide by jumping off a building, Zhao Tianxiang had cried the hardest. He had spent three whole hours on the rooftop, trying to talk Lin Xuan out of it.

But Lin Xuan, unable to handle the blow, had jumped anyway.

After that, he had suffered severe injuries that left him permanently disabled. His grandfather had even sold nearly all his valuable possessions to pay for his treatment.

When Zhao Tianxiang found out, he often visited Lin Xuan’s home during breaks to take care of him, chat with him, and encourage him.

He even sneaked money from home to help Lin Xuan.

When Lin Xuan was on his deathbed, barely breathing, Zhao Tianxiang had held his hand and wept, saying, “If only you had never chased after Yu Jiaxin…”

Thinking about it now, Lin Xuan’s eyes welled up with tears.

This was his true brother!

Lin Xuan hugged Zhao Tianxiang tightly.

“Damn, dude, don’t tell me getting rejected by the school beauty has turned you gay!”

Zhao Tianxiang pretended to look disgusted.

“Shut up! Can’t I just give my best friend a hug?”

“Alright, alright, but I heard that last night you got rejected by Yu Jiaxin again and went home crying.”

“Xuanzi, listen to me. With your looks and intelligence, why waste your time on one girl? There are plenty of fish in the sea!”

Zhao Tianxiang had a point. Lin Xuan was undeniably one of the best-looking guys at school.

But because he had been obsessed with Yu Jiaxin, he never took care of his appearance. He spent all his time following her around, making himself look like a desperate loser.

“Wait, you still brought her breakfast? Damn, you’ve got some nerve!”

Zhao Tianxiang stared at the breakfast in Lin Xuan’s hands.

Lin Xuan looked at his best friend, then at the food in his hands.

He made up his mind—he would never let the past repeat itself.

Since fate had given him another chance, he would devote himself to the people who truly cared about him!

Clenching his fists, Lin Xuan vowed to change his destiny.

“Stop standing there like an idiot! Class is about to start!”

Zhao Tianxiang nudged him forward.

At that moment, Yu Jiaxin was sitting at her seat.

She glanced toward the doorway, noticing Lin Xuan standing there.

No one could deny that Yu Jiaxin, the school’s acknowledged beauty, was stunning.

She wore a white shirt under a purple jacket, her long braided hair adding to her cold elegance.

For some reason, she was thinking about what had happened yesterday.

Had she been too harsh on Lin Xuan?

After all, he had given her a gift, and she had called it dirty…