I Can't Fall for My Own Wife Again After Reincarnation, Right? (GL) - Chapter 2

The old house wasn’t far from the school—just two streets away. Xu Yingran was still confused, but she was good at adapting. She had roughly figured out her current situation. It was the first half of her senior year in high school. Her parents were still alive, and she wasn’t in a relationship with Fu Qiao yet. They were still long-time friends and neighbors. Every morning, Fu Qiao would wait for Xu Yingran outside her house to go to school, rain or shine.

They were born just a few days apart and had always gone to the same school since they were kids. So after Xu Yingran’s parents passed away, the Fu family took care of her. They spent every holiday together, and the Fu family treated her like their own daughter. Later, Xu Yingran married Fu Qiao and treated Fu Qiao’s parents like her own too. Xu Yingran remembered that Fu Qiao’s parents used to run a barbecue stall at the night market. She wasn’t sure if they still did now.

She quietly glanced at the girl next to her. Fu Qiao was especially quiet today. She was drinking pure milk and hadn’t said much to Xu Yingran along the way. Xu Yingran hadn’t fully adjusted to everything either, so she also stayed quiet.

Fu Qiao finished the milk, played with the empty carton in her hand, and noticed Xu Yingran staring at her. Curious, she tilted her head and asked, “What’s wrong with you today? You seem weird.”

Xu Yingran blinked and looked away. “Maybe I just woke up.”

Fu Qiao didn’t question it. She quickly walked to a trash can nearby and threw away the milk carton. Then she ran back and continued walking next to Xu Yingran.

Watching her wife run back and forth, Xu Yingran suddenly thought Fu Qiao looked extra cute today. Wait, no—had she forgotten how strict Fu Qiao was after their marriage?

When they first got married, it wasn’t like this. But once Fu Qiao took over the family and company finances, she started to control Xu Yingran little by little. Xu Yingran had to report any dinner events after work, be home before 9 p.m., and if not, Fu Qiao would call her non-stop—or even come pick her up. Whatever they were doing at night, they had to sleep before 11 p.m. Even when they were intimate, Fu Qiao’s voice stayed soft, just panting quietly while lying in Xu Yingran’s arms. Only when she was in a good mood would she give Xu Yingran more allowance.

Yes, Xu Yingran, a big CEO, only got about 600 or 700 yuan in pocket money each month. The rest of the company’s income all went into Fu Qiao’s pocket. Even Yao Jin called her a “wife slave.” Not just a wife slave—she was completely under her wife’s control.

The more she thought about it, the more ridiculous Xu Yingran found her earlier thoughts. Why did it matter whether Fu Qiao was cute or not? She wasn’t planning to marry this version of her. But… they were married for ten years. Was it really that easy to let go?

Still, Fu Qiao didn’t have memories of the future. Didn’t that mean Xu Yingran had a chance now—to find someone she truly liked?

But if she didn’t marry Fu Qiao, then who would?

Xu Yingran was torn. A little devil told her to stay away from Fu Qiao, but a little angel whispered, *“If you don’t marry her, you’ll regret it when she ends up with someone else!”*

While the two voices in her head were fighting, the two of them arrived at the school gate.

At this time, students were walking into the school. A group of students wearing red armbands stood at the gate checking school badges one by one.

Xu Yingran suddenly panicked and instinctively touched her chest. She had forgotten her badge.

She remembered the head teacher was super strict. Forgetting the badge not only cost class points, but also meant standing through the whole morning study session. Xu Yingran couldn’t remember where she put her badge and didn’t know what to do.

Fu Qiao noticed something was wrong, glanced at her chest, and sighed. She leaned over and asked softly, “Forgot your badge?”

Xu Yingran looked at her and silently nodded.

Fu Qiao glanced at the teacher still checking badges, then reached up and took off her own badge. She moved to pin it on Xu Yingran’s chest.

The morning sunlight was golden, shining on Fu Qiao’s cheek like a soft halo. The fine hairs on her face were glowing, and Xu Yingran’s heart started racing.

After pinning the badge, Fu Qiao looked up at Xu Yingran and said, “Use mine for now. Give it back to me in class.”

Xu Yingran snapped out of it and asked softly, “What about you?”

“I’ll be fine.” Fu Qiao looked back at the teacher. “I’m a good student. Forgetting once won’t get me in trouble. But you’re different. The head teacher always watches you. Don’t give him a reason to cause trouble.”

Xu Yingran didn’t know what to say. She was just about to speak when Fu Qiao tugged on her sleeve, giving her a look that told her to stay quiet.

As Fu Qiao was about to walk to the school gate, Xu Yingran quickly pulled her aside and pointed to a decorative gap in the fence. “Wait here. I’ll go in first and pass the badge back to you.”

Fu Qiao looked at the fence and nodded. “Then hurry. You’ve only got five minutes before you’re late.”

Xu Yingran held her hand and smiled. “Five minutes is enough. I won’t let you be late.”

She ran past the teacher’s inspection and rushed toward the fence. As she ran under the bright morning sun, she looked at Fu Qiao waiting by the fence and felt her heart beat even faster.

When she passed the badge back to Fu Qiao, her heart was pounding wildly.

What’s going on?

Xu Yingran frowned in confusion. She saw her wife every day in the past and never felt like this. Why couldn’t she control herself now?

From a distance, she watched Fu Qiao put the badge on and enter the school. She looked back and saw the teacher wasn’t watching anymore, so she quickly waved at Xu Yingran to tell her to hurry back to class.

On the first morning of repeating her senior year, everything felt unexpectedly beautiful to Xu Yingran.

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**Monday flag-raising ceremony.**

Fu Qiao gave a speech as an outstanding student. Even though she said all the usual things, Xu Yingran still thought she looked especially beautiful today.

Fu Qiao had always been one of the top three students in their grade, unlike Xu Yingran, who was always at the bottom. It was a miracle that Fu Qiao still spent time with her.

Back in class, the full day of lessons began. Xu Yingran sat at her desk, staring blankly at the test paper in front of her. She listened to the teacher with a dazed look, full of questions in her head.

*What is this person talking about? What should I be doing?*

She recognized every character on the test paper but still couldn’t answer the questions.

Holding her head in pain, she listened as the teacher assigned a pile of classwork and said, “Turn it in before class tomorrow.”

*More homework?*

Xu Yingran hadn’t done homework since graduating high school. Even in college, she barely passed with 60s. Now, suddenly facing senior year test papers again, she was completely lost.

Other people who traveled back in time aimed for top universities. Xu Yingran, on the other hand, couldn’t even remember how to solve basic equations.

After a full day of classes, her brain felt like it was going to explode. She hadn’t understood anything and was left with tons of homework. Just looking at the papers gave her a headache.

While she sat there holding her throbbing temple, Fu Qiao packed her things and walked over.

Standing beside her desk, she said, “Class is over. Why aren’t you packing up? Are you really going to do all these papers right now?”

Xu Yingran, eyes closed in pain, said, “Wife, not now. I have a headache.”

She was still wondering how to deal with the mountain of homework.

As soon as the words left her mouth, she realized something was off. She looked up and saw the classmates who hadn’t left yet all staring at her. Fu Qiao’s face had turned bright red. She was glaring at her in embarrassment and frustration.

It hit Xu Yingran what she had just said.

“Wow, we all knew you two were close, but now you’re calling her your wife?” some nosy classmates teased.

“What are you going to call her next?”

Fu Qiao glanced at the gossipers, then glared at Xu Yingran before turning around and walking away without saying anything.

The classroom burst into laughter.

Xu Yingran frowned and yelled, “What’s your problem? Can’t I call her my wife? Mind your own business before your tongues fall off from talking too much!”

She shoved all the homework into her bag and quickly ran after Fu Qiao.

Fu Qiao wasn’t walking fast. As soon as Xu Yingran got out of the classroom, she saw her going down the stairs and ran to catch up.

“Fu Qiao! Fu Qiao, wait!”

Xu Yingran jumped down the stairs in two steps, ran up to her, and asked timidly, “Are you mad?”

Fu Qiao stopped, looked back with a flushed face, and said, “That was the second time.”

“Huh?” Xu Yingran asked.

“You called me ‘wife’ twice today.”

When she said the word “wife,” her face turned even redder.

“That’s all?” Xu Yingran smiled and leaned closer. “You’re mad just because I called you ‘wife’ twice? You’re so grumpy.”

Fu Qiao stared at her in shock, took a step back, and asked seriously, “Do you know what you’re saying?”

What was she saying?

Xu Yingran had called Fu Qiao “wife” for years. It was just a habit—it didn’t seem like a big deal.

But seeing how upset Fu Qiao looked, Xu Yingran scratched her nose and apologized quietly, “Sorry. I won’t call you that again.”