My girlfriend was reborn.

Chapter 5 Goodnight, Good Neighbor
“My uncle is a really good person. Don’t worry, he won’t make things difficult for you. Besides, I believe you can gain his approval.”

Stepping out of the cemetery gate in her own shadow, Cheng Shuangjiang explained earnestly.

After chuckling twice, Zhou Heming thought it would be more reliable to find a good feng shui spot on the back mountain in advance.

Whether it was because he had to go to class the next day or because he suddenly had a girlfriend, Zhou Jianjun didn't let Zhou Heming stay for long. He sent him home after the two finished their boxed lunches. The boy took off his black suit and changed back into a short-sleeved shirt and jacket. He was standing with Cheng Shuangjiang at the entrance of the cemetery waiting for the bus.

There is only one bus that goes to the cemetery. The final stop is the campus of a local university. This is the second to last stop. It is not listed on the bus stop sign. If you need to get off, you have to tell the driver in advance.

The cemetery was silent at night, with the moonlight casting a soft, milky white glow over the distant, towering mountains.

Zhou Heming picked up his phone and took a picture of the clouds and mountains at that moment.

“You’ve always loved taking pictures of clouds, mountains, sunsets, and the sea. Sometimes when we’re walking together, I suddenly realize you’re gone, and it turns out you’re squatting by the roadside taking pictures of a little daisy.”

Cheng Shuangjiang said with great reminiscence.

Is it another topic about "rebirth"?
Zhou Heming nodded in response, then thought that if there really was a daisy in the roadside grass, he might really want to take a picture of it.

The two stood silently at the doorway, which had no bus stop sign, until the bus slowly pulled up and stopped in front of them.

"Which stop are you getting off at? You'll need to transfer to get to the teachers' dormitory at the school, right?"

Zhou Heming swiped his student card. At this hour, the bus was almost empty, with only a few college students trying to stay out all night and some slightly tired middle-aged people.

"I'm going to Jiangcheng South Road."

Cheng Shuangjiang dripped a drop as well.

"What a coincidence, I'm also from Jiangcheng South Road."

The two found a pair of double seats by the window in the back row. Zhou Heming let Cheng Shuangjiang, whose arm was still in a cast, sit inside to avoid being squeezed when there were more people.

The rear door of the car had just closed with a screech of air when the old, rickety oil truck started to move, and Zhou Heming belatedly realized what was happening.

Is it really, really a coincidence?

"Uh, I can get home by myself, so I probably don't need to be taken."

“My uncle lives in a single room in the teachers’ dormitory, and I have to rent a place outside, on Jiangcheng South Road.”

The lights inside the car overlapped with the girl's eyes, like fireflies flickering in the quiet night.

"Oh, I see. Haha, I knew it."

Feeling utterly ashamed of his unrequited love, Zhou Heming could only pull out his phone to ease the awkwardness.

For some reason, he inexplicably opened QQ again, refreshed it, and saw the post Cheng Shuangjiang had made. By this time, the post had a long string of comments, and this was only because most of the people she had added were girls.

As for why Zhou Heming knew, it's because he clicked into each of their QQ profiles and looked at them one by one.

【Miracle Aurora】: Is it a buy-one-get-one-half-price deal? Who is this guy?
[Lemon Not Sour]: Are you feeling better? When are you coming back to class?
[Nameless Mist]: The iron tree is blooming?! This guy deserves to die!

[Ming Shi]: No, I'm not mistaken, you're in a relationship?
【Cheng Lingjun】：:

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As expected of the head of the senior high school Chinese language group and a senior teacher, a single period was enough for Zhou Heming to produce a 100,000-word reading comprehension exercise.

Looking up, Zhou Heming glanced at the girl beside him. She was typing with her left hand, seemingly chatting with a friend and explaining something. Sometimes her expression was focused, and sometimes she had a smile on her lips.

Zhou Heming glanced at his phone furtively, then calmly opened the photo in the feed and saved it.

"Arrived."

The girl's sudden shout almost made him drop his phone. Zhou Heming quickly stood up, made way for the two of them, and squeezed off the bus.

The area around Jiangcheng South Road is the back street of Jiangcheng University, so it remains bustling even at night, with college couples holding hands, roommates surfing the internet together, and solitary working people coming and going in an endless stream.

Just as they got out of the car, a food delivery driver sped past them.

Almost simultaneously, Cheng Shuangjiang grabbed Zhou Heming's arm with her left hand, and the slight force only dissipated slowly after the electric scooter disappeared from sight.

Oh, according to her rebirth setting, I was killed by the car.

Zhou Heming thought of this without any apparent reason.

He glanced at the girl beside him; the lights from the row of shops on the back street shone on her face, creating a dazzling, mesmerizing effect.

"Where do you live? I'll walk you to the entrance of your complex and downstairs."

Zhou Heming scratched his head.

"This way."

Cheng Shuangjiang took a step forward, and Zhou Heming hurriedly followed, choosing to stand half a body length behind her.

As the boy walked, he felt that the surroundings looked somewhat familiar.

Until, the familiar young girl skillfully navigated the old side streets of the neighborhood and arrived at the foot of a slightly old-fashioned walk-up building.

"W-How did it become you giving me a ride? Well, then let's stop here."

Zhou Heming looked at the tenement building where he lived and momentarily lost his train of thought.

"That won't work, we have to go upstairs."

Cheng Shuangjiang revealed a composed smile.

This house belongs to Zhou Jianjun, but his uncle usually sleeps in the company dormitory near the funeral home, so this place is for Zhou Heming, who commutes from school.

He lived on the top floor, the sixth floor, in the second-to-last room at the end of the corridor. The room on the outer edge belonged to an uncle preparing for an exam, while the room on the inner edge belonged to someone else, who was probably also a student. In any case, the uncle usually left earlier and returned later than Zhou Heming. Taking out his key, Zhou Heming glanced at Cheng Shuangjiang beside him.

Then, Cheng Shuangjiang also took out a key.

???

Under the stunned gaze of Zhou Heming, Cheng Shuangjiang inserted the key into the lock of the room at the end of the corridor next door.

Click——

The door opened.

So, Cheng Shuangjiang was actually Zhou Heming's good neighbor whom he had never met?
Could there be a Spider-Man costume hidden in the house?
"My room is a mess, I need to clean it up properly, you're not allowed to look."

Cheng Shuangjiang stopped Zhou Heming from peeking and closed the door.

"Oh, what a coincidence! When did you move here?"

Zhou Heming rubbed his nose.

"First year of high school."

"I'm sorry, I hadn't noticed before."

No, why did I apologize without even realizing it?
Although it's a bit absurd that I didn't know my neighbor was the school beauty after three years, even if I, Zhou Heming, am 99% responsible, doesn't Cheng Shuangjiang have 1% of the problem?

Why didn't she say hello when she saw me?
“It’s okay, it’s not too late to know now. We can go to school together, come home together, and shop for groceries and cook together on weekends. It will also be convenient for me to tutor you. We didn’t experience this in our past lives, so I have to savor it.”

Cheng Shuangjiang smiled brightly and reached out to ruffle Zhou Heming's hair.

"Come with me to morning self-study tomorrow. You've been skipping it all before, haven't you? The first step to making up for it is to seize every minute and second! See you at the gate at 6:30 tomorrow morning!"

".OK."

After receiving Zhou Heming's reply, the girl went inside, isolating herself from the world.

Cheng Shuangjiang turned on the light, and of course, there was no Spider-Man suit inside.

In the center of the somewhat monotonous room, there was only a brand-new brazier filled with black charcoal.

Clearly, this is not for keeping warm.

Her bright and cheerful expression gradually disappeared, replaced by sadness and hesitation. She leaned against the door and slowly slumped down, exhausted, relying only on willpower to keep herself awake, as if she would be crushed at any moment by the emotions and burdens piled up on her body.

"I was so stupid back then."

A moment later, a relieved smile and a confident expression replaced everything.

"Keep going, you can do it, Frost's Descent."

The girl patted her cheek with her left hand and stood up.

corridor.

"Going to school together?"

Zhou Heming took out his key, read it aloud, and even unconsciously picked up his uncle's plastic Mandarin accent.

He returned home, washed up, tidied up, and even considered whether to do a practice test to calm his nerves.

He had just come out while drying his hair with a towel when he saw three special messages on QQ.

[Cheng Shuangjiang]: Ah He, the time before midnight is perfect for studying. I need to tidy up my room, so I can't be with you tonight, but you have to work hard too!
Putting everything else aside, having a high-achieving neighbor really motivates family members to study.

Zhou Heming quickly saw the second message, which came seven minutes later, or two minutes earlier.

[Cheng Shuangjiang]: Also, the pictures I uploaded in my feed were compressed and aren't clear when zoomed in. If you want them next time, I'll just send you the originals.
[Cheng Shuangjiang]: [Document]

Clicking on it reveals the original photo of the two of them together.

A radiant young girl, and a bewildered man.

Zhou Heming was taken aback.

He immediately typed a string of text, then felt it was inappropriate and deleted it, editing it back and forth several times.

Fortunately, QQ doesn't display a "typing is in progress" message.

After struggling for ten minutes, this all-powerful eighteen-year-old finally typed "thank you".

Almost the next second after he sent it, the notification sound for special attention rang.

[Cheng Shuangjiang]: Thank you! Because of you, I'm really looking forward to tomorrow!
[Cheng Shuangjiang]: I'll read for a while after I finish tidying up and then go to bed. Don't stay up too late either~
[Zhou Heming]: Okay.

[Cheng Shuangjiang]: [Voice]

Zhou Heming clicked on it, and the girl's clear voice was reproduced by the radio waves.

Goodnight, Ahe~

[Zhou Heming]: Goodnight. [Emoji]

Zhou Heming sent a sleeping emoji with a moon on it, pondered for a moment, then opened the voice message again, repeating this several times before putting down his phone.

Then I took out the five-year college entrance exam and three-year mock exams that I hadn't touched much and started writing.

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