Quick Travel: Destiny for Thirty Lifetimes

—Jingchen Diary—

January 10st

The dean suddenly fainted a few days ago and was sent to the hospital. He was diagnosed with cancer.

I am very upset and want to write more to relieve my frustration, but it seems to be of no use.

I don't have money to pay for the dean's treatment, and I am useless.

January 10st

The dean said she was fine, but she clearly couldn't eat. I even saw her secretly vomiting.

I want money. I want to treat the dean.

Go steal or rob?

January 11st

The director's illness can only be treated conservatively, and she wakes up less and less frequently.

January 12st

It was snowing and the director's condition became more serious. The hospital said that if he couldn't pay the money and couldn't have the surgery, there would be no hope.

I want money, lots of money.

January 12st

.

……

January 4st

Target: No. 3.

January 9st

On the first day of school, I saw Qingqing! It was really him.

He was cheerful, just as I remembered him.

January 10st

I passed by him today. His dimples were very nice, but it was a pity that he was not smiling at me.

But if he is happy, I am happy too.

……

January 1st

Happy New Year, Qingqing.

January 4st

We played good basketball today.

January 8st

Class two.

January 9st

I just packed my things and am living in the same dormitory with Qingqing. I am looking forward to the future life.

He was really nice and ordered my favorite dishes for lunch. I was very happy.

January 9st

very nice.

January 9st

Today is good too.

January 9st

it is good.

……

January 9st

Qingqing wanted to go with me, but I didn’t agree because the house we rented was not on the way and I was also afraid that he would think I was poor.

How can one person carry two boxes? What if he gets hurt? My little master.

January 9st

Qingqing suddenly ignored me. Was it because I spoke to him rudely last night? But I just couldn't help crying again. I also wanted to hug him, so I had to hold it in with a straight face. It was hard to tell him, but if I didn't tell him, he wouldn't pay any attention to me anymore. Then I would really cry.

January 9st

not good.

January 9st

Today is not good either.

January 9st

It won't get better.

January 9st

reconciled.

……

January 1st

I haven’t written a diary for a long time, but I still want to record it today. Last night was the first time we slept in the same bed and the first New Year we spent together.

We would spend many more years together after that.

*

—Daily life in college—

"Junior, can you give me another chance?" Lian Qingyang was stopped by a girl just after class.

He smiled sheepishly and was about to politely refuse when his waist was suddenly embraced and a voice rang out from beside him: "Sorry, he already has a partner."

The girl was stunned for a moment, then chuckled. "Junior, you misunderstood. We are on the campus basketball team, and I am the manager. When the club was recruiting new members, our team went to the next city to participate in a competition, so we didn't have time to recruit new members. I knew that Junior Lian was a very good basketball player, so I sincerely wanted to invite him to join."

Jing Chen froze and looked down at Lian Qingyang.

Lian Qingyang still wanted to refuse. The girl's phone rang, but she didn't answer it. Instead, she said to Lian Qingyang, "Junior, please think about it again. I beg you. I have something to do and I'll leave first." After that, she picked up the phone, turned around and walked away quickly.

"I thought someone else was going to confess their love to you... Why don't you join the basketball team? You're a very good player." Jing Chen lowered his arm around Lian Qingyang's waist, took his hand, and the two of them slowly walked towards the dormitory building.

Lian Qingyang let him lead her, then shook his head. "If you want to join the basketball team, you have to go to training whenever you have time. The basketball team of University A is one of our flagship teams, and we always have to fly to various cities and provinces for competitions. I don't have that much time. I have to save time for you."

Jing Chen had become accustomed to his occasional tender words. Even though his heart was overflowing with joy, he still insisted, "It's okay. I'm an adult. You always have to do your own thing."

How could he not know he was being generous? Lian Qingyang nodded in surprise, "Really? Baby is really independent and sensible." Then his voice dropped, "But last weekend I said I was going to the next city to see Ma Sixue. Why did you insist on coming with me?"

Jing Chen's eyes flashed, his brows furrowed slightly, and he whispered, "That's different."

Lian Qingyang didn't expose his mistake. He gently shook their clasped hands and after a while, he tilted his head and discussed with him, "Let's go to H City this weekend. I saw a special food there online, and just looking at the pictures makes me want to eat it."

Jing Chen always nodded in agreement with Lian Qingyang's words: "Okay, I'll book the tickets later. Do you want to stay in a hotel or a B&B?"

The hotels under the Lian family are a chain, so they always stay in their own hotels when they go out to play, but Lian Qingyang will occasionally follow the online guides to experience the local B&Bs.

"It's all fine." Lian Qingyang had already arrived at the dormitory door while he was talking. They didn't choose the same major, so naturally they wouldn't live in the same dormitory building. University A couldn't live off campus until sophomore year, so the two were forced to live on two separate floors.

Lian Qingyang's roommates were busy, so no one was in the dormitory. He opened the door and said to Jing Chen who was following him, "You sit and wait for a while. I'm going to take a shower and change clothes."

Lian's father and mother will have dinner with them later. The first stop of their trip is City A. They have been playing here for half a month and are planning to go to the next stop tomorrow, so they want to meet them again before leaving.

When they arrived at the private room, Lian's father and mother were already waiting. When they saw them, they quickly invited them to sit down. "The food has just been ordered. You've arrived at the perfect time. Have a drink of water first, and you'll be able to eat soon."

The two were stuck in traffic for a while and arrived a little late. Upon hearing this, they obediently drank a glass of water.

After the family finished their meal in a lively atmosphere, Lian's mother took Lian's father's arm and sent them to the taxi. Her smile was still gentle: "Have a good life in college, try more and experience more. Mom will also post photos in the group. Go back and have a good rest."

The car quickly merged into the traffic flow. Lian Qingyang turned his head to look at his parents who were still standing there, then turned his head to look at Jing Chen, his eyebrows curved and dimples appeared.

"What's wrong?" Jing Chen had already booked a plane ticket and was now looking for a B&B with good reviews. He noticed it out of the corner of his eye and looked down, his voice unconsciously becoming lighter.

Lian Qingyang leaned close to his ear and whispered, "I love Mom and Dad. I love you."

Jing Chen was startled, raised his hand and touched his head: "Me too."

*

—A small thing about cohabitation life—

After enduring a year of living in two separate floors, the two were finally able to apply to live off-campus. Their family bought them a house in a community near University A, with two bedrooms and a living room. One of the bedrooms was converted into a study, and they would come here to stay on weekends during their freshman year. Now this small house has become a mature couple's room.

Lian Qingyang respected Jing Chen's privacy very much and would not take the initiative to lean over to read when he was writing, so he never knew that Jing Chen had a diary.

On a sunny Sunday afternoon, Jing Chen was suddenly called to school by his teacher. Lian Qingyang did not go with him. He was wandering around at home. He originally wanted to go to the study to find a book to read, but he found a notebook spread out on the table.

Although he had no intention of looking, he still accidentally glanced at a few lines of words.

It seems like it was just written today.

January 9st

The weather is good and the mood is good.

Because of the sun, because of the clearness.

My own little sun.