Rebirth at the Start: This Fate is Too Explosive!

Chapter 479 Strange Combinations on Campus

Alcohol acts as the best catalyst, burning away those sophisticated pretenses.

After a few drinks, once the excitement kicks in, even the brothers who might normally be the most sarcastic to each other can inexplicably feel a sense of camaraderie and heroism.

It's as if with just a word from the other party, one could roll up their sleeves, pat their chest, and shout out the heroic words, "I'd go to any lengths for my brothers!"

Once you enter the workforce, where can you find such naive yet genuine friendships?

A faint sense of emotion swept through Ye Fan's mind.

At that time, the relationship was inevitably mixed with too many practical considerations and entanglements of interests.

Of course, whether this "willingness to go to great lengths for someone" stemmed from his inherent loyalty or was simply a delusion caused by being drunk... Ye Fan himself couldn't say for sure.

He felt a rare sense of relaxation and belonging from the unreserved, almost "bromance" atmosphere that permeated the dormitory.

"Brothers are like hands and feet!"

Xiao Ji was so drunk his tongue was practically slurred, and he slapped Xu Bin's shoulder hard, spitting everywhere:

"After drinking to this extent, forget about sleeping side by side! Even... hiccup... even your butt and girlfriend, those are... all things you could give away! Right, Binzi?!"

"Yes, yes, yes! We can send them all!" Xu Bin, his face flushed, slammed his fist on the table and joined in the commotion, drawing even louder, howling cheers in response.

Hearing these nonsensical "bold words," Ye Fan couldn't help but chuckle, picked up his glass, and took a big gulp of ice-cold beer to suppress the rising laughter.

You're giving away both your butt and your girlfriend?

He rolled his eyes inwardly: These guys are all so drunk they barely recognize their own mothers, and they're just spouting nonsense!

However, despite his laughter, he knew perfectly well what was going on: when it really came down to "stabbing in the back," would these drunken bastards truly be "brothers who would risk their lives for each other," or would they accidentally "stab their brothers in the back"...?

Only God knows.

As the night deepened, the noise was gradually replaced by the sounds of snoring and indistinct murmurs in sleep.

Ye Fan couldn't remember whether he was just extremely tired or had actually been knocked out by those few bottles of beer.

Consciousness is like a kite with a broken string, drifting aimlessly.

With his last remaining strength, he groped his way up to his rather narrow bed, too lazy to even take off his clothes, and collapsed onto it like a lump of mud.

The moment my heavy eyelids closed, the air in the dormitory, filled with the smells of alcohol, sweat, and the lingering aroma of barbecue, suddenly felt incredibly reassuring.

The next second, he fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.

A young body is like a sponge that has absorbed a lot of water; its ability to recover is astonishingly unreasonable.

The heaviness of a hangover comes quickly, but goes away even faster.

The next morning.

As the blinding sunlight streamed through the loosely drawn curtains and slammed into his face, Ye Fan sat up, rubbing his still slightly aching temples, and looked around—

The guys who were lounging around and snoring loudly last night are now all looking energetic!

While grumbling and complaining about a headache, he energetically put on his clothes, looked for his textbooks, and washed up, preparing to head to the classroom for the new day.

It's as if last night's "no drinking, no sleeping" battle was just a small, intense but fleeting note in the grand drama of youth.

......

The air outside the dormitory building was damp and cool in the early morning.

Ye Fan, leaning on his crutches, slowly shuffled down, surrounded by Li Yifeng and Xiao Ji.

What's truly miraculous today is that, for the first time ever, Xiao Ji actually prepared to go to class!

However, this guy got up earlier than the chickens and spent a full half hour on the balcony, fiddling with his hair in front of the water-stained mirror.

Li Yifeng peeked out and almost knocked over by the strong, pungent smell of hairspray.

The few hairs on Xiao Ji's head were slicked back and glossy, each one distinct and stiff enough to pierce a plastic comb, instantly maximizing his flamboyant style.

"Tsk, if you didn't know better, you'd think you were going to class, but if you didn't, you'd think you were going to a beauty pageant," Li Yifeng couldn't help but complain.

As soon as I got down to the first floor, familiar figures came into view—Xian Zuling and Su Luming were waiting there again, each carrying a plastic bag with the cafeteria logo on it, emitting an enticing aroma of food.

"Here, breakfast." Su Luming neatly handed the bag to Ye Fan: "Crab roe buns and soy milk, eat them while they're hot."

Ye Fan knew why Tang Yanning wasn't here today.

Last night, he specifically sent a message to Tang Yanning, telling her to rest well in the dormitory today.

Ever since I bought her a new computer, this girl has practically lived in the game world. Staying up all night is the norm, and her complexion has gotten much worse.

Let her sleep in and catch up on her sleep.

Seeing this, Li Yifeng immediately understood and, quite tactfully, stuffed Ye Fan's textbook into Xian Zuling's arms without saying a word.

"Alright! Boss Ye's exclusive VIP channel is back online! Guys, let's head over there and save seats for the top students!"

After saying that, he called to Shi Kai and Xiao Ji, who was wearing a "steel helmet," and hurriedly retreated towards the teaching building.

Just as Ye Fan was about to lean against the ancestral spirit as usual, he saw Su Luming step forward confidently, grab his left hand holding the breakfast bag, and place it on his slender but strong shoulder without saying a word:

"Stop dawdling, wounded soldier! We have a heavy mission today, we'll all get you there together!"

She wore a bright and cheerful smile, her eyes clear and open, showing no trace of the embarrassment and wild thoughts she had had yesterday when offering sacrifices to the ancestral spirits. It was as if this was just a perfectly natural act of helping others.

Seeing this, Xian Zuling quickly stepped forward and quietly helped Ye Fan lift his other arm, placing it on her shoulder.

Thus, a rather eye-catching scene appeared on the campus paths in the early morning—

Ye Fan hung on the two girls, one on the left and one on the right, each with a very different style.

He simply let go and comfortably distributed his weight evenly among the two reliable "crutches," munching on hot crab roe buns while chatting idly with them.

Su Luming's voice was clear and melodious, like a happy lark. When she talked about a funny thing that happened in a class last night, Ye Fan couldn't help but laugh.

Xian Zuling listened quietly, only responding softly when asked occasionally, but her hand supporting Ye Fan remained steady and firm.

The three of them walked slowly toward the teaching building in a slightly strange yet unusually harmonious manner, chatting and laughing (mainly Ye Fan and Su Luming were talking and laughing, while Xian Zuling listened quietly).

Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled patterns of light on them.

Students passing by turned their heads, their eyes filled with curiosity, surprise, and even a hint of barely perceptible envy.

This combination is just too eye-catching.

A bright and radiant young woman, a quiet girl who almost blends into the background with an ordinary appearance, and a boy they are carefully supporting, whose handsome features are still undeniable despite his leg problems, and who is also holding half a steamed bun in his mouth...

This creates a quirky yet vibrant scene of campus life.