Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance

Ah, wait, you’re actually serious?

Jiang Nian casually reached out, grabbed Yu Zhiyi’s face with one hand, thumb and index finger pinching so that her lips puckered up.

"What do you think you’re doing?"

"Thinking about it."

Yu Zhiyi’s restless hands were all over him; you could say Jiang Nian’s bottom line was exactly what gave her the confidence to tease him like this.

She blinked, looking all innocent.

Jiang Nian: "..."

He took a deep breath, silently reminding himself: This is Xu Shuang’s car, Xu Shuang’s car, at the very least people have to have...

"You’re unbelievable. You weren’t this wild back in Yuhang."

Hearing that, Yu Zhiyi couldn’t help rolling her eyes.

"I’m not stupid, you know. Even if I cry you won’t stop. If I act a little wilder I might not even make it back for class."

Jiang Nian was surprised. "You’re actually pretty into studying."

"Of course."

After saying that, Yu Zhiyi suddenly felt puzzled. She looked at Jiang Nian; usually he just took her shopping and out to eat.

Then there’d be kissing and touching.

So how come today.....

"What are you staring at?" Jiang Nian was speechless. "Can’t you see there are people passing by? We go somewhere more secluded first."

Hearing that, Yu Zhiyi laughed.

"Okay."

The car drove to a quiet spot with barely anyone around. Yu Zhiyi leaned in on her own, slowly closed her eyes.

They kissed for a while, and things got heated.

Between Jiang Nian’s fingers emerged a visibly lush fullness. His thumb and index finger pressed together lightly, like he was turning a dial.

After a bit, they finally stopped.

They couldn’t really go much further; Yu Zhiyi couldn’t take it. Her whole body took a long time to settle down, looking like she wanted to say something but held back.

Jiang Nian got his fill of touching and then called it quits.

"You going back to Yuhang this weekend?"

At that, Yu Zhiyi, whose eyes had still been hazy just now, shivered all over, suddenly scared awake.

"Sure, it’s just..."

"Can we find someone to share the load a bit?" she said. "So I can take a break in the middle?"

"You think this is a video game?" Jiang Nian was speechless as he started the car. "Put your seat belt on and fix your clothes."

"Oh, oh."

Yu Zhiyi did as told, sighing softly. Then suddenly said, "What if I help you find someone?"

"Are you sick?"

"What do you take me for, some random girl?" Jiang Nian glanced at her, thinking this silly woman was really dumb.

"Alright then." Yu Zhiyi didn’t dare bring it up again.

The car followed the navigation.

In the end it stopped in front of a Western restaurant. Jiang Nian ordered two steaks—in other words, pretty food.

He rarely ate stuff like this, just occasionally with Yu Zhiyi.

Yu Zhiyi had never asked to come on her own, but she was still quite happy to be here, snapping away at photos, giving him full emotional value.

"The menu’s all in English."

"So what." Jiang Nian took a sip of lemon tea. "In Zhen Nan you can even order in dialect. Didn’t you eat there too?"

Yu Zhiyi giggled, giving him a side-eye.

"Yeah."

Maybe it was her passive talent—no matter what you took her to eat, she’d make it feel like it was worth every penny.

Or maybe, she was just good at pleasing people?

Either way, Jiang Nian felt pretty comfortable. He glanced at Yu Zhiyi eating dessert—it was freshly fried Jili Fruit.

"There’s actually something else I wanted to talk to you about."

"What?"

"Summer break of sophomore year is almost here. I wanted to ask what you’re planning. Or rather, what you’re planning long-term."

Hearing that, Yu Zhiyi froze for a moment.

"I..."

"I’m fine with anything, I’ll follow your lead."

Jiang Nian nodded, thinking that made things easy. Just as he was mulling it over, he heard Yu Zhiyi say:

"Long-term, I’m planning to go to grad school."

"It’s decided?"

"Yeah." Yu Zhiyi was actually pretty smart; she knew where her strengths lay and what path was more reliable.

"Didn’t you say my educational background isn’t great?"

"It’s okay, it’s tight."

Yu Zhiyi: "???"

She shot him a sultry look. "My abilities aren’t ordinary either. Might as well just focus on getting a master’s."

Jiang Nian didn’t say more; things for the future could wait till the future. For now he just needed to keep the status quo, so he nodded.

"Got a dream school in mind?"

Hearing that, Yu Zhiyi answered without hesitation.

"Wherever you go, I’ll go."

....

Coming back from Beihua University, before heading to the dorm, Jiang Nian shook out his clothes, like he wanted to get rid of the smell on him.

"Seriously, why does she spray on so much perfume."

Once he felt the smell had mostly dissipated, he finally went into the dorm. He shot the breeze with his roommates and played some games.

It was already mid to late May.

On the Beijing University campus, a few people had already started filming graduation videos. As for the official graduation photos, those would be later.

The roommates watched, feeling a little sentimental.

Da Chao was sprawled on his bed scrolling through Douyin, sticking his head out. "Hey, a lot of the senior girls’ graduation videos are pretty nice."

"Showing leg?"

"So vulgar. I only look at boobs."

"Disgusting!"

"If you ask me, the senior guys’ videos are even better." Brother Bao Song drawled, turning his head as he spoke.

As soon as he finished, the dorm went dead silent.

"Ahem, I’ve got something to do." Jiang Nian stood up. "I’m not coming back tonight. You guys lock the door."

"Hey, wait up." Da Chao got up. "I’m gonna go squeeze into the room next door. Our dorm’s too hot."

Yang Jingfan hesitated for a moment, then put the tiny thumb-sized scissors from his desk under his pillow, turned his back to the wall and lay down.

"It’s fine, I’m good."

Brother Bao Song: "..."

"I meant, some of the filming is really professional. Shooting beauties is their specialty, way better than the senior girls’ selfies."

"Ohhh, bro, you should’ve said that earlier." Da Chao came back. "A golden nest or a silver nest is still not as good as your own doghouse."

Jiang Nian, who’d walked to the door, came back too.

"Sleeping outside is too lonely."

Yang Jingfan quietly pulled the scissors out; that half-assed self-defense tool was tossed back onto the desk.

"Dirty old men are definitely pros."

They chatted for a while about personal kinks, then ordered some late-night snacks. Eating and talking, they started getting into stuff you’d lose your head for.

Suddenly, Da Chao said:

"Honestly, I think Brother Yi is alright too. He’s especially like the class committee member in charge of studying from my senior year of high school."