Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance

"What?"

"She’s sick?"

Jiang Nian stood outside the third class corridor making a call, feeling a bit puzzled. What was Xu Qianqian up to so early in the morning?

She was perfectly fine just a couple of days ago, how did she suddenly get sick?

Could she be faking it?

Hmm...

There weren’t many people in the classroom, golden sunlight streamed in through the window, and a thin mist lingers around the school.

Outside the corridor, it was chilly with an unusually low temperature.

"What are you zoning out for?" Cai Xiaoqing happened to pass by, her hands were wet, "Why aren’t you going into the classroom?"

"It’s nothing, just a small matter." Jiang Nian put away his phone and gave her a glance, "You went to let out water, huh?"

Cai Xiaoqing: "....You’re really something with words."

"Of course."

Jiang Nian went back to the classroom, and just spread out his test paper. He stared at the questions for a while but just couldn’t get into it.

"Forget it, I’ll go check it out."

He tossed his pen aside, grabbed his phone, and prepared to leave. Just then, he caught Huang Fang’s gaze and coughed softly.

"I’m going out to recite some books."

Huang Fang: "...."

"You never recite books, you just want to pressure me." She said helplessly, "Is there anyone good in this group besides Zhizhi?"

"Wu Jungu doesn’t count, right?" Jiang Nian pointed at her, "Wow, Fangfang, I didn’t expect you to be like this."

"Talking behind Wu Jungu’s back when she’s not around."

"I didn’t." She said.

"I didn’t~" Jiang Nian mimicked in a strange voice, "Alright, I’m heading out now."

Upon hearing, Dong Que, who was sitting two rows behind Jiang Nian along with Cai Xiaoqing, suddenly looked up and asked.

"Not coming back today?"

"Hmm?" Jiang Nian looked at her.

"Ah, there are already few people in the classroom." Dong Que said, "If you leave, it’ll be even emptier this afternoon?"

"Oh oh, I should be back by noon." Jiang Nian didn’t think much of it, greeted them, and hurriedly left.

He took a quick glance at his phone, and the class president was about to return.

Li Qingrong: "Want to see my grades?"

Jiang Nian replied, "Why would I look at that? I have my own! You look at it yourself, don’t send it to me."

Li Qingrong: "Okay."

After a while, Li Qingrong sent another message.

"The Lantern Festival is coming."

Jiang Nian was cycling, speeding all the way to the ground floor of his building. He saw the message while parking and replied offhandedly.

"Yeah, school is starting soon."

Li Qingrong: "..."

On the other side, Jiang Nian had already knocked on Xu Qianqian’s door. Seeing Song Xiyun open it, he couldn’t help but ask.

"Is she sick?"

"Yes... yes." Song Xiyun said, "She caught a cold last night and has a slight cough."

"Let me have a look." Jiang Nian was about to go in.

"Hey!" Song Xiyun stopped him, stammering, "The flu is contagious, maybe come back in a few days."

Jiang Nian was speechless, feeling as if he had been fooled like a Japanese person.

"You’re aiding a tyrant here."

"I... I." Song Xiyun’s face was bitter; she really had no choice, "Alright then, you can go in."

In the room, Xu Qianqian was "lying ill" in bed.

She initially planned to squirm, change a position. It’s tiring to lie down all the time. Just as she was about to move, she heard footsteps.

She immediately froze, feigning weakness.

Knock knock knock, the door was rapped on.

"Who... who is it~" Xu Qianqian suppressed her voice, trying to make it sound tender and weak.

"It’s me."

"Oh....." Xu Qianqian pinched her voice, laboriously said, "I’m sick, no idle people or dogs allowed inside."

The door banged open, and Jiang Nian walked in.

Xu Qianqian silently shrank under the quilt, curling into a bundle on the bed, bowing to strong authority.

Suddenly, she felt her foot, along with the quilt, being firmly pinned down.

"Ah!"

She abruptly popped her head out, looking at Jiang Nian who was pinching beside her foot.

"You want to harm me!"

"What nonsense is calling yourself me?" Jiang Nian let go of his hand, "Spread false info again, and next time I won’t miss."

Xu Qianqian’s face turned red, feeling a bit guilty.

"Oh."

The room stayed silent for a while, then Xu Qianqian asked softly.

"Do you remember?"

"Remember what?"

"I gave you a New Year’s gift, a pair of xx brand running shoes." Xu Qianqian tried to evoke friendship.

Jiang Nian: "...."

That was true, Young Master Xu scrimped and saved to give him an expensive pair, but the red envelope she received from him was three hundred.

That’s essentially, treating enmity clearly.

"Forget it, I’ll go back to working on questions." Jiang Nian was a bit speechless, but also quietly relieved.

Such a faker, byd.

Upon hearing his words, Xu Qianqian, wrapped in the quilt, whispered.

"Did you rush over here?"

Jiang Nian glanced at her, left without saying a word. He wasn’t angry, just wanted to hold her accountable slightly.

Being soft on Xu Qianqian was being cruel to himself. If he wasted his time, he had to get something out of it.

After leaving the room, he glanced at the restless Song Xiyun.

"You."

"Huh?"

Jiang Nian pointed at her, then slowly walked to the door. Turning back, sure enough, Song Xiyun followed.

Her expression, slightly guilty.

"That."

He stared at Song Xiyun for a while, reached out and pinched her cheek. Expressionless, he turned and walked downstairs.

....

Noon.

Jiang Nian returned from eating outside and found a fast-food restaurant along the street at school was open, but no dishes had been cooked yet.

A group of aunties sat at the entrance, scrubbing kitchenware with pink hoses.

Preparing for cooking before school starts. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

He counted the days; the Lantern Festival was coming soon. As for Valentine’s Day, he had no partner, so it was ignored.

Plus, school starts on Valentine’s Day.

According to tradition, there’s a lantern festival in Zhennan County on the day of the Lantern Festival. Although not exactly bustling, it’s crowded.

It’s also the busiest day for vendors.

After lunch break.

Only three or four people were left in the classroom; the rest had packed up and left, probably to run errands or rest at home.

No need to mention Fangfang, the flow of people emperor.

Cai Xiaoqing also stayed put, regardless of whether others were in the classroom. She’d just sit there, burying her head in books.

At times, Dong Que would occasionally pop up beside her.

Generally speaking, there were more people in the morning. By four in the afternoon, only about three people were usually left.

In the afternoon, Jiang Nian went to eat.

After returning, Cai Xiaoqing was also preparing to leave. Her home wasn’t near or far, staying late offered no benefit.

At night, only Jiang Nian and Huang Fang were left studying. They seldom spoke, occasionally asking each other questions.

These days passed for two days.

The fourteenth day of the first lunar month.

Qianbao suddenly messaged Jiang Nian, asking him to pick up some snacks, attaching the address and a cheeky emoji.

Jiang Nian was speechless, "The old lady is really lazy."

He glanced at the address, it was near the Good and Come Supermarket. Not far from school, so he agreed.

On the way there, Jiang Nian took a moment to look at the class group chat.

Zhennan has different customs ten miles apart. In the county, there’s a lantern performance; in town, it’s more raw, fireworks and shows.

There’s even iron flower fighting and tile tower burning.

Zeng You: "I’ll try to take some pictures if I get a chance tomorrow. Went last year but forgot to capture it, but it was indeed decent."

"What does it look like?" someone asked.

"What else can it look like, just fireworks exploding."

The group chatted with enthusiasm, though most people stayed home or traveled with family.

The class president didn’t invite Jiang Nian, but Li Lanying did.

This made things a bit awkward.

He couldn’t get around refusing, so he agreed in part because he wouldn’t be free that day.

Dingdong, Jiang Nian pressed the doorbell.

The door opened, and Qianbao used a dolly to drag two boxes of snacks. She patted the cartons slightly, boasting.

"Didn’t lie to you, did I?"

"Wait, teacher you..." Jiang Nian was dumbfounded, "You said two bags, why are there so many?"

"Yes, two boxes," the old lady gestured with a peace sign.

With that, she handed the cart to Jiang Nian.

"The snacks are delivered to you, I’m really a generous fairy, I have something to do, so I won’t keep you."

And so, Jiang Nian dragged the snack-laden cart downstairs in a dazed state.

Originally, he thought of dragging it to the classroom, since he wasn’t going to eat them. Better to share with friends, counting as snack recycling.

Yet, home was closer than school.

Jiang Nian considered for a moment and took the snacks home. Seizing the opportunity to knock on the opposite door, he pushed the two boxes inside.

"No space at home, leaving these with you."

"What’s this?" Song Xiyun was stunned, squatting down to take a look, "Snacks? Two whole boxes?"

Xu Qianqian was lying on the sofa playing with her phone, returned to normal, no longer being abstract.

"Where did all these snacks come from?"

"From the teacher."

"Hmm?" Xu Qianqian walked over with her hands behind her back, opened the box to take a look, "Your teacher is really generous."

"Probably leftover snacks from New Year," Jiang Nian said casually, but didn’t deny that Qianbao was generous.

"These snacks are quite expensive," Song Xiyun remarked.

"Anyway, they were gifted, just make do," Jiang Nian said after placing them down, and followed up with, "So, what are your plans for tomorrow?"

"Going to the lantern festival," Xu Qianqian replied nonchalantly.

Jiang Nian just glanced at her casually, thinking you still have the mood for lanterns.

"How about accompanying my mom and them for a bit of shopping?"

He only asked Xu Qianqian, indirectly asking both, since Song Xiyun always tags along with Xu Qianqian.

"Sure, but... what about you?"

"I have things to do," Jiang Nian said vaguely, knowing his mom would eventually drag him along.

Family reunion, where would he go?

Actually, until the call rings, he’s free without any interruptions.

The call would ring on time.

Noon.

Zhang Ningzhi also made a video call, adorably inviting Jiang Nian to watch the lantern festival, chattering away.

For that, he also used the same excuse.

"My mom..."

Zhang Ningzhi grumbled a couple of times, somewhat unwilling.

"Come on, come on."

"Alright then," Jiang Nian gestured a ’OK’ sign, reluctantly said, "I’ll try."

"Alright then!" Zhang Ningzhi beamed with joy.

After ending the video call, Jiang Nian pondered for a while about potential clashes or gaps in tomorrow’s schedule.

All are friends, so naturally he couldn’t favor one over another.

Friendship, shouldn’t be let down.

Just as he was thinking, Han Xiao called. Upon answering, Han Xiao’s sweet voice came through.

"I have something for you."