My girlfriend was reborn.

Chapter 69 High-speed rail, a beautiful thing

"what?"

I really like a quote from Zhou Heming.

"Me, you, really?"

He couldn't believe it.

"Yes, actually it's not entirely just spending time with you."

Cheng Shuangjiang came to Zhou Heming's side, gently squeezed his hand, and pulled him aside, slightly away from Cheng Lingjun's position.

"Look, my right hand is almost healed, so this time I'm going to the affiliated hospital of Ningbo University to have the doctors there take a look and then remove the cast."

"Ningda Hospital?"

Because in the previous timeline, Cheng Shuangjiang was also sent to the affiliated hospital of Ningjiang University after her suicide, Zhou Heming still remembered that it should be one of the top hospitals in the country.

"Yes, yes, it's to fulfill A-He's wish."

She smiled somewhat shyly.

"To heal my arm and restore it to its previous state, I need to see a doctor beforehand. So, I went to the hospital at Ningbo University to have the doctor assess the chances of a successful surgery."

Unbeknownst to Zhou Heming, the girl was quietly working hard towards their shared dream.

Realizing this, Zhou Heming immediately felt that his struggles last night were really too naive and childish.

What he should embrace is his own future and hers.

"We must take it."

Therefore, Zhou Heming said with certainty.

“Ahe can definitely do it.”

Cheng Shuangjiang chuckled and raised her hand to brush away the loose strands that had somehow gotten stuck in his hair.

"Holy crap, close range!"

Just then, a cheerful male voice came from the doorway.

Zhou Heming and Cheng Shuangjiang looked over.

A 1.8-meter-tall boy in a school uniform was staring at the two of them with wide eyes, unable to suppress the corners of his mouth.

"Jiang Rui, have you packed all your things?"

Cheng Lingjun asked a question.

"Alright, Teacher Cheng!"

The boy called Jiang Rui patted his black backpack.

"Then let's get ready to go."

Cheng Lingjun didn't dawdle and told the three of them to follow.

"Hello, my name is Jiang Rui, and you are Zhou Heming, right?"

This boy was definitely an E person; he reached out his hand to shake hands as he followed Cheng Lingjun downstairs.

In theory, they are competitors, and Jiang Rui has a higher score in academic subjects, so Zhou Heming is a little unsure of his attitude.

But soon after shaking hands with Zhou Heming, Jiang Rui grinned.

Actually, I'm your fan.

"?"

Zhou Heming didn't know if the fans had any other meaning, but he didn't understand the meaning of Jiang Rui's words.

"To be precise, I'm a fan of your pairing with Frost God."

Jiang Rui glanced at Cheng Shuangjiang next to Zhou Heming, and was quite excited.

"what?"

I really like a quote from Zhou Heming.

Scored twice.

"A thousand sails pass by the sunken ship, isn't that a good symbol? That's what I came up with."

Cheng is a nasal consonant.

Zhou Heming thought about it for a moment, but was too embarrassed to correct him.

"Jiang Rui supports both of us?"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Shuangjiang asked with a warm smile.

"Absolutely. Although it seemed a bit unbelievable at first, after learning about the two of you, I think it's amazing. A cool and aloof academic genius and a gloomy and sullen bachelor, it's great to ship whoever makes the first move. I even wrote a novel about it on the school's online forum, and everyone loves reading it."

Jiang Rui was in high spirits. It seemed that in addition to being cheerful and outgoing, he was also very sociable, even to the point of seeming a little dim-witted.

"But if you ask me, the real stuff has to be produced by the people themselves. Those two lines on the honor wall last time, wow, they were awesome. The girls in our class were totally obsessed."

"Aloof academic genius? A gloomy and solitary king?"

The aloof academic genius Zhou Heming knew it referred to Cheng Shuangjiang, but the gloomy and widowed king? Who? Zhou Heming certainly didn't know him.

"Don't worry about the details; these are all general statements, but what they really mean is..."

Before Jiang Rui could finish speaking, they arrived at the school parking lot.

"Jiang Rui is in the passenger seat."

Cheng Lingjun started the car, and the three of them got in.

Because of the teacher's presence, the topic of pairing up temporarily came to an end, and the car fell silent.

Fortunately, the school is not far from the high-speed rail station, and there was no traffic jam at this time, so they arrived quickly.

Zhou Heming took out his phone and ID card, checked his ticket, and then looked at Cheng Shuangjiang.

"Row 12, seat D, what about you?"

"What a coincidence, I'm in seat F of row 12!"

She had a bright smile.

"Thank you, Teacher Cheng."

Zhou Heming glanced at Cheng Lingjun in front of him.

He probably knew this when he bought the ticket, and that's why he bought it this way on purpose.

Thinking about it now, did he think I knew about what he asked Cheng Shuangjiang about before?
Jiang Rui and Cheng Ling were seated in rows B and C, respectively, and the four of them were in the same row.

Knowing in advance that he would be taking the high-speed train during mealtimes, Zhou Heming brought his own food, but before he could even open it, Cheng Shuangjiang took it away.

"My uncle said he would take us to eat at the station."

"That's a bit extravagant."

"Anyway, the school will reimburse it."

Although Cheng Shuangjiang doesn't usually ask Cheng Lingjun for help, she's still happy to freeload a meal when Zhou Heming is around.

Otherwise, given Zhou Heming's personality, he probably wouldn't have been willing to ask. So the four of them ate a fast food meal at the high-speed rail station. The taste was just as good as what you'd get outside, but the price was considerably higher.

Not long after they finished eating, the train began boarding. After a flurry of activity, they finally boarded the high-speed train bound for Ningjiang.

Zhou Heming had never been to Ningjiang before. He only knew that it took three hours to get there from Jiangcheng, and that it was often jokingly referred to as the capital of the neighboring province. He also knew that no duck could fly out of Ningjiang alive, and that Ningjiang was supposedly full of sycamore trees, as were some of the jokes that could be found online.

This was also his first time riding a high-speed train. When he was a child, his parents would occasionally take him to stay in the city where he worked during summer vacation, but there was no high-speed train back then, so he could only take the old green train, which was swaying and bumping.

Everything was slow back then—carriages, horses, mail, even time itself seemed to slow down.

"Does Ah-He want to rest for a while?"

As the train departed, Zhou Heming, who was gazing out the window, heard a girl's voice.

"Let me review it again."

When Zhou Heming got on the bus, he had already taken out his review materials and placed them on the small table.

"Oh, here you go~"

Cheng Shuangjiang stuffed something into Zhou Heming's hand.

It's an earphone for the right ear.

"I've always wanted to do this, hehe~"

She urged Zhou Heming to put it on.

Zhou Heming put the earphones in and heard a melodious tune and a gentle singing voice.

He glanced at the playlist on the girl's phone.

Reflections of Life.

It was a song he hadn't heard before, but he liked the melody and lyrics, so he decided to add it to his playlist later.

The two listened to their headphones together. Zhou Heming buried himself in his studies, while Cheng Shuangjiang held a book, read for a while, put it down, and looked out the dark window.

Until, a familiar melody reached my ears.

Beautiful Things.

The first note of a captivating song immediately drew the ear, followed by the gentle melody of the harmonica. Accompanied by the storytelling singing, the scroll of the four seasons slowly unfolded, depicting the growth of all things and the flourishing of everything.

It wasn't until the melody shifted that the story behind it was revealed to the audience.

The younger brother, suffering from illness, and his older sister, who describes all these wonderful scenes to him.

This melody was created by the older sister as she reminisced about the past after her younger brother's passing.

Zhou Heming looked up at Cheng Shuangjiang.

It was then that he realized that when it was pitch black outside, the train window would become a mirror, reflecting the scene inside the train.

In other words, the girl had actually been watching him the whole time.

"how?"

Cheng Shuangjiang saw Zhou Heming in the car window, turned her head, and asked softly.

"I'm tired of studying."

It's not that I'm tired of studying.

Zhou Heming glanced at her.

"Can I lean on you and rest for a while?"

"Is your uncle still alive?"

The smile in her eyes deepened.

"Can't you?"

"of course can."

Cheng Shuangjiang sat up a little straighter and straightened her shoulders.

But Zhou Heming raised his hand and put his arm around the girl's shoulder. The two leaned against each other on the seats of the speeding high-speed train.

"Ah He".

Cheng Shuangjiang hesitated slightly, but quickly closed her eyes with relief, feeling genuinely happy that the boy could understand her thoughts.

Shortly after, Cheng Lingjun got up and prepared to go to the restroom.

He spotted the two sleeping close together at a glance, and instinctively cleared his throat to wake them up.

After a moment of silence, Cheng Lingjun left his seat quietly without making a sound.

*
"what--"

Jiang Rui yawned. He had fallen asleep in the car, but unfortunately, sitting in seat B, he was flanked by a stranger on his left and the stern Cheng Lingjun on his right. He was not as fortunate as Zhou Heming, who could sleep next to a beautiful girl. He could only adjust his seat and manage to doze off for a while.

"We'll stay here tonight, let's all register."

Cheng Lingjun gestured for everyone to take out their ID cards.

"Oh"

As Zhou Heming handed his ID card to the front desk of the chain hotel, a sudden inspiration struck him.

How should the four of them be arranged in the rooms?
"Four single rooms, okay."

The receptionist immediately shattered Zhou Heming's fantasy, which hadn't even had time to take shape.

Teacher Cheng, is it really possible for the school to reimburse expenses like this?
"Get some rest early tonight, the exam is at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Hand the room key to the person," Cheng Lingjun instructed.

Zhou Heming took the elevator to his room.

906 number.

Cheng Shuangjiang was in room 907 next to his, while Cheng Lingjun and Jiang Rui were in rooms 905 and 904, respectively, in the same row.

Upon opening the door, Zhou Heming, who rarely stays in hotels, curiously glanced at the furnishings.

He wasn't quite sure what the difference was between a single room, a standard room, and a double room, but this room was indeed quite small, only slightly larger than his bedroom. The soundproofing was pretty good; once the windows were closed, he could barely hear any outside noise.

Zhou Heming took out his phone and searched the map, finding that the place was near Ningjiang University, less than a ten-minute walk away.

"Professor Cheng is indeed a senior graduate of Ningbo University; he handles this with ease."

After secretly praising Cheng Lingjun, Zhou Heming sat on the bed, casually glanced at the head of the bed, and then saw the wonderful little gadget in the vending machine on the head of the bed, which he probably hadn't had a chance to use yet.

"?"

No, what am I looking at?

Zhou Heming immediately stood up, took out a towel and disposable slippers, and prepared to wash up and calm down.

Just then, his phone vibrated.

[Cheng Shuangjiang]: Is Ahe washing up? I'm coming over to find you~
"what?"

I really like a quote from Zhou Heming.

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