Chapter 2: Waking Up to Find Myself Reborn (2)
“Is… is it not to your liking?” the woman asked cautiously. “Mr. Zhuang sent over your daily menu. Would you like to take a look, or is there anything you’d like to eat? I can make something else.”
Mr. Zhuang…
Hearing that person mentioned again, Lu Weiyi felt a sense of surprise and suspicion. “…Him?”
The woman seemed surprised that he spoke, as she hadn’t heard him say a word in the past two days, and before coming, she had been instructed that the master of the house didn’t like to talk. She had always thought he was mute.
The woman was taken aback for a moment before quickly composing herself and replying, “When he called last night, you were already asleep. Mr. Zhuang said to have you call him back this morning when you woke up.”
As she spoke, the woman picked up a charging phone from the living room and also brought over a menu.
It was the latest model of phone from before the apocalypse. Lu Weiyi could only confirm that he recognized the model. As for whether it was his own, who would remember? After all, Zhuang Mingxu was the kind of person who would get him all the latest electronic products on the market at the first opportunity. For a phone that hadn’t even been used much and might be replaced soon, one would have to be incredibly bored to remember it so clearly.
He pressed the power button, and an unexpected date appeared on the screen. Lu Weiyi stared at it for a long time before uncertainly asking the woman beside him, “What’s the date today?”
The woman gave the exact same date as the one displayed on the phone.
This time – was before the apocalypse arrived.
Lu Weiyi rubbed his head, unsure if he was hallucinating or if the apocalyptic experiences in his mind were just a dream.
“Tick-tock…”
The notification sound for unread calls.
Lu Weiyi glanced at it and saw several missed calls from Zhuang Mingxu, followed by a series of text messages that vibrated for a while before stopping.
Mixed in with Zhuang Mingxu’s inquiries about “why did you suddenly go to Wutong City alone,” was an even more glaring number. The boring text couldn’t hide the boastful tone: “Dad transferred 5% of the company’s shares to me.”
Without needing to specifically remember the number, Lu Weiyi knew it was sent by Ji Jin.
Ji Jin was only three years younger than Lu Weiyi and was Ji Heng’s illegitimate son. Of course, no one knew this at first. It wasn’t until Lu Weiyi was ten years old, his maternal grandfather passed away, and his mother’s health deteriorated under the shock, that Ji Heng’s mistress, Jiang Fu, couldn’t hold back anymore and came to their door.
Afterward, less than a year after Lu Weiyi’s mother passed away, Ji Heng married Jiang Fu. This once made Ji Heng, who had risen in society by relying on the Lu family, a laughingstock in the entire Capital upper class. Of course, it was also mixed with regret for Lu Weiyi’s mother, who had once been known as the “most beautiful woman in the Capital,” and pity for Lu Weiyi.
This point in time… it seemed there was indeed such an event, and…
Just as Lu Weiyi was recalling what happened today in his memory, his phone rang. It was Ji Jin calling.
He was calling to show off. Lu Weiyi only had a vague impression of this.
The phone was answered, and Ji Jin’s affectionate voice came through, “Brother, you’re up so early.”
He only called Lu Weiyi “brother” so hypocritically in front of others, so there must be people around.
Not receiving a reply, Ji Jin wasn’t embarrassed. After all, Lu Weiyi hadn’t spoken a word for six years. “Dad has been calling you several times these past few days, but no one answered. He was worried something had happened to you.”
Lu Weiyi put the phone on speaker, calmly eating his breakfast. He recalled that he seemed to be… about to bring up his birthday.
Unsurprisingly, Ji Jin’s next sentence was, “Tomorrow is my birthday, and Dad is going to hold a birthday banquet for me. I’m especially reminding you, brother, you must come then. Dad hasn’t seen you in a long time and misses you very much…”
It seemed his memory was correct. Because it was Ji Jin’s birthday, Ji Heng was going to give him 5% of the company’s shares, which would be announced at his birthday banquet.
However, unfortunately, on the night of Ji Jin’s birthday banquet, a global earthquake occurred, ushering in the new era of the apocalypse.
Having gotten the answer he wanted, Lu Weiyi didn’t listen to Ji Jin’s continued childishness and hung up the phone neatly. After all, Lu Weiyi’s last impression of Ji Jin was his terrified curses and pleas for mercy as he was torn apart in the zombie pile.
So… those memories were all real?
Then he… was reborn?
Lu Weiyi was somewhat dumbfounded.
Heaven was really good to him… but he didn’t want to repeat the past five years at all.
