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Chapter 565 Isn't this place good?

Zhao Yushu looked down and saw that he was wearing an ordinary T-shirt over an ordinary cotton coat, ordinary jeans and ordinary casual shoes.

Zhao Yushu tried hard to recall when he became so ordinary, and then it suddenly dawned on him, haha, haven't I always been like this?

Then, Zhao Yushu subconsciously took a step forward, turned sideways, raised his arm, and grabbed the wrist of the person who was being slapped from behind.

"Fuck Zhao Cheng! It hurts, it hurts, let go!"

Zhao Cheng?

Zhao Yushu was in a daze for a second before he realized how long it had been since he last heard this name, which he had used for more than 20 years.

"How come you react so quickly?"

The man shook his wrist, feeling quite unhappy and scared. He had just seen Zhao Cheng standing on the road in a daze, so he wanted to scare him. Did this guy see him coming and did it on purpose?

Zhao Yushu looked at the person in front of him. This recollection before death was a bit strange. Shouldn't it be a quick review of the plot like watching a movie? Why was there some interaction?

"What year is this?"

"what?"

Zhao Yushu sat alone in a milk tea shop in a daze, unable to understand his current situation.

Logically, he should be squatting in the bronze bell of Shengci Temple waiting to die, or detonating the spiritual power in the scabbard to commit suicide, but he appeared in the campus two years ago.

I am a junior this year and will graduate next year. The tragedy that lasted for three years has finally ended. This year's students who were locked up as soon as they entered the school gate are all caught up in the carnival of a caged bird. What should I do now?

Zhao Yushu felt his pocket again, wanting to call his family, but still couldn't find his cell phone. Even the money for this cup of milk tea was just borrowed from the classmate who wanted to attack him.

Would you like to borrow a cell phone?

Zhao Yushu sighed and gave up. He was afraid that this was just a dream after all. Gaining and losing, losing and regaining, although it was exciting, did not make him happy.

"I have to go back."

Zhao Yushu took a deep sip of the milk tea. The girl who worked part-time in the milk tea shop had big eyes, and he seemed to have seen her somewhere before.

"My return!"

Zhao Yushu muttered to himself again. Lan Ling was still there, and he had to raise a group of younger brothers and sisters by himself. There were so many people waiting for him to rescue, and there were also a group of bastards waiting for him to kill them.

"Going back where?"

With a puff, Zhao Yushu turned his head forcefully, spraying the milk tea that was supposed to be sprayed on the opposite side onto half of the table. He looked in disbelief at the person who suddenly sat down opposite him to take over the conversation.

"Boss Gu?"

Gu Changfeng, who was handsome and somewhat coquettish, glanced at the milk tea on the table with disdain: "I called you but you didn't answer, and I couldn't find you. I asked around for a long time before I knew you were here. Have you started preparing for the thesis? Also, the old man asked me to ask you, at this time, haven't you decided whether to take the postgraduate entrance examination?"

"Postgraduate entrance examination?"

"That's right. Some people who are interested start preparing in their sophomore year. You still have one year left, so it's not too late. Then work hard and continue to be my junior."

Zhao Yushu shook his head fiercely. For some reason, his head started to hurt since he saw Gu Changfeng: "Big Brother..."

"I felt it was strange just now, calling him Boss Gu and Senior Brother at the same time. Have you read too many novels?"

"I'm a bit of a mess."

"Come on, did you stay up all night again? Go back home and get some sleep. Remember to bring your phone with you next time you go out."

Gu Changfeng tidied up his elegant hair, stood up narcissistically and prepared to leave.

Then his wrist tightened and Zhao Yushu grabbed him.

"Let go! I'm a married man!"

"Is your sister-in-law's surname Wen?"

Gu Changfeng glared at him and said, "Bullshit, didn't I tell you my wife's last name is Wen? What's wrong with you today?"

"Li Li, Wei You, Meng Yan, Wolf, I don't even know what the wolf girl is called, where are they?"

Gu Changfeng's expression gradually changed from doubt to solemnity, and then he sighed heavily: "Isn't it good here?"

Zhao Yushu felt his hand loosen, and an extremely severe pain attacked from the center of his brain, causing him to fall directly to the ground. The big-eyed little sister was startled, and wanted to help him but didn't dare to move. She could only stare at him with wide eyes: "Senior, are you okay?"

Zhao Yushu covered his head and tried to stand up, but there was no trace of Gu Changfeng in front of him.

Zhao Yushu walked on the road in a daze. What on earth was going on? He just asked the milk tea girl, and there was indeed a very handsome man chatting with him, and then he left directly after he fell. The girl also asked him if he wanted to go to the infirmary.

This means that Gu Changfeng does exist in this world, and is also his senior brother, or a senior with the same tutor. So is the tutor the old man?

But wasn't he his senior brother in his previous life? Zhao Yushu patted his head and suddenly felt confused. Was it really not him?

Have I really read too many novels, fantasized about the Tang Dynasty, and then brought the characters in my real life into the books?

Zhao Yushu began to fall into self-doubt.

This world should be the memories before my death, how can it be so real?

The memories of the previous life were intertwined with the characters of the Tang Dynasty world, making it difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood. Moreover, his head had been aching since a while ago, as if preventing him from thinking.

By the way, there are so many contacts in the mobile phone, so you can always find some clues.

Following his memory, Zhao Yushu walked quickly to the downstairs of the dormitory building. Looking at the men coming in and out, he felt a little panicked for no reason.

Are you afraid that you won’t find out anything, or are you afraid that you will find out something?

"Zhao Cheng is back."

"Hello Auntie."

Zhao Yushu forced a smile and greeted the dormitory manager on the first floor. He had a good relationship with people in his previous life and had acquaintances wherever he went. It was no wonder that the highly-sighted tutor would take a liking to him.

This school is good in every way except that the dormitories are too old.

Walking up the stairs left over from the 1980s to the third floor, Zhao Yushu counted the house numbers and walked to the door of a room. It was 320.

When he pushed the door open and went in, there were six beds and three lockers in the dormitory. Only one roommate was watching a passionate video with someone and nodded at him as a greeting.

Zhao Yushu looked at everything that was familiar yet unfamiliar, walked to his bed, and picked up the phone that had fallen there.

"Brother Cheng, your phone has been ringing for a long time."

His roommate took the time to chat with him. Zhao Yushu opened his cell phone and looked at two missed calls, one from Gu Changfeng and the other from his sister.

younger sister?

In my previous life, I was the only child, so where did my sister come from? I should have named all the uncles and aunts.

Zhao Yushu hesitated for a moment and called back.

"Your sister called you and you didn't answer, what do you need a cell phone for?"

As soon as the call was connected, a 'kind' roar came from the other end. Zhao Yushu's mouth curled up and tears flowed down: "Mom."

"Well, your sister said that she's relaxed this year and wants to go out for a stroll during the winter break. I thought you shouldn't come back, so we can go to your place and play for a few days. Your sister just said that she wants to visit your school and apply to the same school as you next year."

There was someone chattering on the other end of the phone, and a familiar girl's voice came from the side, trying frantically to snatch the phone from her mother.

"Here you go! Keep your phone in your pocket next time."

The ownership of the mobile phone was transferred. Zhao Yushu felt a sudden pain in his heart as he listened to his sister's chattering.

"Sister, what's your name?"

The phone suddenly went silent, and then the voice rose eight pitches: "Mom! My brother asked me what my name was! Did you scold him so much that he became stupid?"

Zhao Yushu wiped away her tears fiercely, and endured the headache that came again: "Is your name Zhao Rulan?"

The phone was silent again for a long time, and Zhao Yushu thought the call had been hung up.

"Isn't it nice here?"