My girlfriend was reborn.

The Night Before Chapter 70, The Visitor

Even if Zhou Heming knew that she didn't mean it that way, seventeen or eighteen-year-old teenagers in their adolescence are still bound to have some wild thoughts.

[Zhou Heming]: Not yet, I'll open the door for you.

He didn't ask Cheng Shuangjiang what she was going to do. He just went to the door and soon heard footsteps in the corridor.

Zhou Heming opened the door.

Cheng Shuangjiang had obviously just put her things away and hadn't changed her clothes yet. She was still wearing a thick long-sleeved dress and a light blue coat, only taking off the school uniform she had been wearing over it.

Click——

The hotel door made a very obvious sound when it closed, and when the sound of the lock turning reached Zhou Heming's heart.

No, why am I nervous?

"Sure enough, the layout here is exactly the same as next door."

The girl looked around with a grin.

"The rooms are quite cheap."

Zhou Heming just checked, and these single rooms, which are only big enough for one person, only cost a little over a hundred yuan. For a well-equipped chain hotel, and located next to a university, this is considered very good.

"Yes, the Ningjiang Museum is right next to Ningjiang University's campus, as is Zhongshan Mountain, and there's a bar street a bit further away. It's pretty good for this price."

The girl responded and turned to look at Zhou Heming.

hum-

The moment their eyes met, their heartbeats synchronized.

Then, she threw herself into Zhou Heming's arms.

"This is my daily charge."

A soft, sweet voice, like cotton candy, came from Zhou Heming's chest, making the boy's heart flutter and giving him an overwhelming urge to meld the girl in his arms into his own body.

The warm body in his arms seemed to allow him to ask for anything.

All I can say is that this seemingly aloof school beauty is actually much more clingy than I imagined.

The reason she appears aloof is simply because the object of her affection is no longer there.

She is, after all, an eighteen-year-old girl.

She didn't have to face these things alone.

Heartache replaced the stirrings of youth. Zhou Heming quietly embraced the girl. The law of conservation of energy seemed to break down at this moment, because they were both drawing strength from each other, yet it seemed inexhaustible.

Then, a knock came at the door.

"???"

Zhou Heming glanced in the direction of the door.

"Could it be my uncle?"

Cheng Shuangjiang also snapped out of her daze. She felt a little weak, but she quickly made a judgment.

"I'll hide for a bit."

As she spoke, she slipped into the bathroom.

"."

It gives off a vibe of them having an affair.

Zhou Heming heard the knocking sound again, looked through the peephole, and saw that it was Jiang Rui.

Thankfully, it wasn't a ghost knocking on the door.

"Is there a problem?"

Zhou Heming opened the door and asked.

"convenient?"

Jiang Rui was acting mysteriously.

"Uh"

"What's the matter?"

At this moment, Cheng Shuangjiang, who had been hiding in the bathroom, suddenly emerged.

"what?"

This time it was Jiang Rui's turn to say what the year's most popular bullet screen comment was.

"You two, Frost God, no, wait, I'm a little dizzy."

The rambling is incoherent.

"I'm here to talk to Ahe about something."

Cheng Shuangjiang explained.

"Huh? Are you just talking about things?"

For some reason, Jiang Rui looked regretful.

No, what are you regretting? Do you really think that anything out of line could happen in a normal high school romance?
"Ahem, so, what's up?"

Zhou Heming cleared his throat and said.

The corridor was still a bit cold, so he let Jiang Rui in to talk.

"That's right, um, tomorrow's exam, isn't the afternoon session film analysis and essay writing?"

Jiang Rui, who is 1.8 meters tall, unconsciously lowered his voice, which had a slightly comical quality.

"I've heard some rumors, but they're just hearsay. The film analysis suggests it's about the death of a loved one, with the main themes being separation and death."

Zhou Heming and Cheng Shuangjiang exchanged a glance.

"We're practically competitors, aren't we? Aren't you worried about losing your spot by telling me all this?"

He looked at Jiang Rui, the tall boy who was laughing heartily.

"Firstly, I think we should compete fairly. Besides, this news might not actually be true, so just take it with a grain of salt."

Jiang Rui didn't mince words and explained generously.

"Secondly, I really think you two are a perfect match, and I hope your story has a happy ending."

in short.

This is truly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to help my favorite couple get together.

"Also, thirdly, I'm sure I'll get a spot. I'm confident of that. You do your best on the exam, don't worry about me, hehe."

The top student in the humanities class revealed a seemingly simple-minded smile, yet one full of pride and confidence.

"Thanks, I'll be careful."

Zhou Heming nodded in agreement, then thought for a moment. "If the topic is indeed this, I'll treat you to dinner later."

"No need, your happy life together is more important than anything else!"

Jiang Rui solemnly grasped Zhou Heming's hand, glanced at Cheng Shuangjiang, and then turned to leave.

Click——

The door closed again.

The two looked at each other.

"He's a pretty good person."

Zhou Heming hesitated for a moment before saying this.

"As for Jiang Rui, he later became a documentary director and produced many famous films."

Cheng Shuangjiang said, as if recalling something.

"By the way, Ah He, that's what I wanted to talk to you about. What if you run into these people in the exam hall tomorrow?"

dong dong dong-

The knocking sounded again, and Zhou Heming, who was standing at the door, subconsciously opened it.

"Is there anything else, Teacher Cheng?"

Zhou Heming immediately stood at attention and was unable to move.

"Your exam tomorrow...Frost's Descent?"

Cheng Lingjun, who was giving instructions, froze when he saw his niece in Zhou Heming's room.

Good evening, Uncle.

Although it had been less than an hour since their last meeting, Cheng Shuangjiang forced a smile and waved her left hand to ease the awkwardness.

"You two."

Cheng Lingjun's gaze shifted between the two of them.

What's it like when you're secretly having a romantic time with your girlfriend at her house, and suddenly her parents come home with groceries they've bought?

Of course, Zhou Heming and Cheng Shuangjiang are completely innocent, so they are not afraid of this gaze.

"Teacher Cheng, we were just discussing tomorrow's exam."

He told the truth.

Zhou Heming's biggest flaw in life is that he can't lie.

Damn, why is this hotel shaking so much?
Zhou Heming suddenly understood Jiang Rui a little, because he too started to ramble incoherently.

Cheng Lingjun looked over.

He has murderous intent!!!
Zhou Heming felt that a "danger" had appeared above his head, which would soon turn into "death".

"Uncle, I know what I'm doing. I'll go back to my room in a bit."

Cheng Shuangjiang ultimately understood Cheng Lingjun's temperament. She used a little coquettishness, and Cheng Lingjun withdrew his gaze.

"I believe you. You have to go to the hospital tomorrow, so get some rest."

Cheng Lingjun didn't even ask Zhou Heming anything before waving goodbye and leaving.

"Your uncle, could he be the kind of person who seems fine on the surface but actually keeps a secret and waits to settle scores later?"

Looking at the empty corridor, Zhou Heming hesitated to close the door.

"Ah-He, trembling with fear, is so cute~"

She seemed quite pleased to see Zhou Heming looking so helpless just now.

"But if it really is the two of us at home, um, hugging at home, and our uncle sees us, how would you explain that?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Heming imagined the scene.

"Uncle, please let me explain, we are truly in love!"

"Uncle, if you're going to hit someone, hit me instead, don't hit him!"

It's probably a scene where Cheng Shuangjiang desperately pulls at Cheng Lingjun, who is about to hit her with a broom, pleading with him.

As for Zhou Heming at that time...
"If that's the case, I probably wouldn't explain."

He thought about it and realized that he was indeed not good at lying.

"I'll just say then, 'Uncle, Shuangjiang and I are truly in love. Please allow us to be together.'"

The boy spoke his mind.

In an instant, Cheng Shuangjiang looked away, her ears turning red, and she pushed him away with a hint of complaint.

"What are you saying with the door open? Aren't you afraid someone will hear you? Uh, Uncle?"

"The same trick won't work on a Saint Seiya twice. Hmm?"

Noticing the change in Cheng Shuangjiang's expression, Zhou Heming stiffly turned his head back.

Cheng Lingjun, who seemed to want to say something but hesitated, stood in the corridor.

"Professor Cheng, may I ask you something? Which sentence did you hear?"

Zhou Heming felt that he had truly found his soulmate in this lifetime.

"Ahem. Remember to answer all the questions in tomorrow's exam. Don't dwell on the questions you're not sure about. Finish all the questions first, then think about them later."

Cheng Lingjun coughed twice, as if he had just been about to explain these things.

"Okay, thank you, Teacher Cheng."

Zhou Heming nodded blankly.

"go to bed early."

Cheng Lingjun glanced at the two of them, turned around, and cleared his throat.

"I did not disagree."

Leave this sentence behind.

Then, he went into his room and gently closed the door.

"Teacher Cheng, what was that just now?"

Zhou Heming was still somewhat bewildered and hadn't quite processed what was happening.

"Should I still call you Teacher Cheng?"

Cheng Shuangjiang's cheeks also flushed red. She tugged at his sleeve, her voice barely audible.