Last time, his life was neither good nor bad, neither a success nor a failure.

So what about this time? How should he live? What kind of life would it be?

The next evening self-study, Scott Dalton said nothing. David Bennett waited at the school gate as usual. When he saw Scott Dalton coming, David Bennett took out a small tin box. As she got closer and saw what David Bennett was holding, Scott Dalton's expression became a bit unnatural. David Bennett took out a piece of chocolate for Scott Dalton, popped another piece into his own mouth, got on his bike and said, "Come on, I'll take you home."

Watching David Bennett's back, Scott Dalton suddenly looked spirited.

In the days that followed, David Bennett hung out with Henry Jordan, and Scott Dalton followed David Bennett.

He still arrived at school early in the morning, had lunch and dinner together, and then David Bennett would bike Scott Dalton home. The chocolates in the little tin box were soon finished, so David Bennett kept buying all kinds of candies to refill it. In just a few days, he figured out that Scott Dalton liked gummy candies.

Henry Jordan didn't mind Scott Dalton. Although he felt a bit jealous watching David Bennett and Scott Dalton together, deep down, he believed that after the college entrance exam, he would get into a prestigious university, and after a few more years of hard work, he should be able to find a good job. By then, women would naturally come into his life. Besides, graduation was just around the corner, and everyone would probably go their separate ways. He thought David Bennett and Scott Dalton were wasting their time and feelings. But Henry Jordan never said any of this to David Bennett—not because their relationship wasn't close enough, but simply because of his personality.

David Bennett had already thought it through. He was happy to spend these last days of high school with Scott Dalton in a slightly closer relationship, to take care of Scott Dalton, but he would never act overly intimate with her in front of others.

After graduation, each would start a new life, and time and distance would gradually fade these memories.

One day during self-study, Scott Dalton used David Bennett's textbook to look up answers. Out of curiosity, she pointed at some marked symbols and asked him, "What do these marks mean?"

David Bennett glanced at them and knew they were the short-answer questions for the college entrance exam he had marked from memory. Keeping a straight face, he said, "Nothing special, just places I missed when doing exercises before. I think these parts are pretty important. You should take a good look at the marked spots—I'm really good at predicting exam questions."

This was the first time since his rebirth that David Bennett had hinted to someone about the key points for the final college entrance exam.

Scott Dalton thought David Bennett was just making things up, so after flipping through a bit, she went back to her own questions.

David Bennett stared at the book in his hands and made up his mind: if anyone else asked, he'd just say he was doodling, and never mention predicting exam questions to anyone again.

After being reborn, David Bennett liked to stroll around the campus. He enjoyed the atmosphere and feeling of the school at this time—different from the innocence of middle school, different from the utilitarianism of university, most high schools had a unique vibe.

David Bennett's favorite thing was to walk under the trees by the campus wall after dinner, then find a place to lean or sit, quietly watching the teaching building gilded by the sunset, and the students in every window—some sitting, some walking, some chasing and playing.

Maybe these kids felt that high school was exhausting and tiring, but in fact, this was definitely the most carefree—or at least the least worrisome—time of their lives.

Scott Dalton was too shy to just wander around campus with David Bennett, but she came up with some self-deceiving tricks.

For example, after dinner, she'd go to the school store to buy two sodas or two ice creams, then bring them to David Bennett. All her close friends already knew about the two of them and often created opportunities for them to be together. At this age, helping others find happiness was still a common outlook on life.

So, by the parallel bars, on the basketball court, in the back garden, and on the small square in front of the science building, the two of them could be seen together. Every corner of the campus held memories that could intoxicate David Bennett. In his previous life, when he was a junior in college, this high school relocated entirely, so after the college entrance exam in his last life, David Bennett never visited this campus again.

In the past couple of days, something sensational happened at school: Howard Payne had been pursuing a girl for a long time without success, and for some reason, he ended up beating up the girl's male deskmate.

Unsurprisingly, the fight happened during evening self-study. The male deskmate wasn't the type to take a beating without fighting back—he resisted Howard Payne and his three friends all by himself. As a result, his head was hit twice, leaving wounds, and blood smeared all over the wall. The incident caused quite a stir; the hallway was in an uproar, and half the building was alarmed.

The outcome wasn't disclosed in detail. All that was known was that Howard Payne's family paid the other party a sum of money, and then Howard Payne packed up his things and went home.

David Bennett knew that, barring any surprises, Howard Payne would follow the same path as before: he wouldn't take the college entrance exam, but would use connections to join the army directly. As for the girl who made him go so far as to fight and injure someone, she would disappear from his life, and years later, be entwined in another man's arms.

This is the fate of most people's adolescent "crushes," and also the ending for most young lovers.

Scott Dalton managed her seat-hopping rhythm very well. She came to sit for a while every day, but never stayed long—never for a whole class period. David Bennett found it a bit funny; even at this age, Scott Dalton already had an instinct for keeping a proper distance between boys and girls. He wondered if someone had taught her, if she learned it from TV, or if it just came naturally.

That day during self-study, Scott Dalton wrote a few words on a piece of paper and handed it to David Bennett: Have you decided which university you want to apply to?