Transmigration: Experiencing Life's End - Dying Peacefully in One's Sleep

"Why are you still shy?" Lin Qingshu's eyes were somewhat teasing.

Zhuang Xiaoting looked away and changed the subject: "Stop talking about me, have you prepared your things?"

Lin Qingshu stopped teasing her: "It's almost done."

She doesn't have many personal belongings; her parents take care of everything else, so she doesn't have to worry about it much.

The two exchanged a few more words, and when it was time for dinner, Zhuang Xiaoting went home.

The next afternoon, the family arrived at the train station to wait for their train, a journey that would take more than ten hours.

Fortunately, she bought a sleeper berth; if it had been a hard seat, Lin Qingshu estimated that her butt would have gone numb.

After enduring more than ten hours of travel, Lin Qingshu felt that even the sleeper berth she had bought was an ordeal.

The bus was crowded and noisy, with all sorts of people carrying various smells. She had to block out her sense of smell to feel better.

The group finally arrived at their destination. After leaving the station, they first found a place to stay, and then went to the school to register the next day.

After Lin Qingshu was settled in at school, she took her family to the capital for two days before seeing them off on the train back home.

*

In the school library, everyone was quietly reading.

Lin Qingshu stood in front of a bookshelf not far from the main entrance, browsing through books, trying to find one that would interest her.

A young male student walked over from around the corner; he was about to leave the library.

As I walked over, I saw someone looking down at a book in front of the bookshelf.

A ripple flashed in Song Muqing's eyes; it seemed her luck was good today.

He hesitated for a moment, but still didn't leave. He also took a book from the bookshelf next to him and started reading.

Lin Qingshu noticed the gaze from the side, but she didn't pay it any mind. Her attention was focused on the book, so she assumed it was someone who had come to read.

She became interested in the book in her hand and decided to sit down and read it.

The person next to her, who was reading absentmindedly, noticed Lin Qingshu's actions and sat down in the seat diagonally opposite her.

After spending the afternoon reading, Lin Qingshu took the book she had only read halfway through and planned to borrow it to continue reading.

She stood up and walked out, glancing at Song Muqing as she passed by, seemingly casually.

Unexpectedly, their eyes met. Song Muqing pretended to be calm and looked away, while Lin Qingshu walked out without changing her expression.

Not long after she left, Song Muqing put the book back, stood up, and walked out.

On the way, he recalled the first time he met Lin Qingshu, when he had just started his freshman year.

All I remember is that it suddenly started raining that day, and Song Muqing was walking under the shade of the trees at school.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Since he hadn't brought an umbrella, he was quickly soaked and had to hurry to find a place to take shelter.

Just when he thought he was going to get soaked to the bone, an umbrella appeared over his head.

He glanced to the side and saw a pretty girl in profile. She had no expression on her face and said calmly, "Take it!"

At that moment, Song Muqing instinctively listened to her and, as if possessed, reached out and took the umbrella.

At first, he thought she was asking him to hold the umbrella, but then he saw her take another umbrella out of her bag, open it, and leave.

Lin Qingshu walked quickly, and before Song Muqing could even say thank you, she watched her figure disappear into the distance.

He was thinking to himself, "Why would this person carry two umbrellas?"

Afterwards, Song Muqing kept thinking about finding the person to return the umbrella. The school was very big and there were many people. Without knowing the name, it was really difficult to find the person.

This also meant that he kept thinking about it until he saw her again, and Lin Qingshu's image kept getting stronger in his mind.

The second time I saw her was in the school library. Song Muqing walked in with her classmates and immediately spotted her reading intently.

Remembering the umbrella, he said something to the others and then hurriedly ran back to his dormitory to get it.

At first, Lin Qingshu was surrounded by people, so Song Muqing didn't go over, but she kept an eye on the area.

After seeing the person opposite her leave, he quickly stood up and went over to sit down.

He glanced at her several times, but since they were in the library and everyone was reading, it wasn't appropriate for them to talk since they weren't familiar with each other.

He wrote a thank-you note, placed it on the umbrella, and pushed it over.

Then she saw Lin Qingshu. She looked up at him and nodded.

At that moment, Song Muqing thought that she probably hadn't even seen what she looked like clearly.

He couldn't concentrate on reading, so he simply left the library early.

When did he learn her name? It was at the freshman commendation ceremony, when Lin Qingshu went on stage to speak.

Hearing her clear and pleasant voice as she introduced herself, Song Muqing learned that her name was Lin Qingshu.

He even recited the name to himself a few times, feeling that it suited her well.

In the days that followed, Song Muqing found herself unconsciously paying attention to Lin Qingshu's affairs.

I knew she was still young, but she had excellent grades and had skipped several grades in elementary school. She was admitted to Peking University with the highest score in the country.

During the second semester of his sophomore year, Song Muqing actually realized his own feelings. The attention he had received over the past year had led him to develop feelings for Lin Qingshu.

However, she was not yet an adult at the time, and he didn't dare to confess his feelings. He also knew that she didn't like to go out and only went to the library occasionally.

This led Song Muqing to visit the library more frequently, and he also ran into Lin Qingshu a few times, but he would just look at her silently and not go up to bother her.

They met again today; it had been about a month since they last saw each other. Song Muqing was in a good mood.

*

Lin Qingshu ate at the cafeteria first, and then leisurely returned to her dormitory.

As soon as I pushed open the dormitory door, the three people inside, each busy with their own tasks, looked over.

Ye Wan, who was writing incessantly at the table, asked with concern, "Qing Shu, have you eaten?"

"You've already eaten. Didn't you go to the cafeteria tonight?" Lin Qingshu walked to her seat, picked up her teacup, and took a sip.

“We ate out today. If you don’t come with us, you’ll miss out!” Han Hong, who was sitting on the bed next to us, said.

Lin Qingshu smiled and said, "You guys got up too early, I can't get up!"

She finally had a day off and didn't have to get up early, so she really wanted to stay in bed. Getting up early every day while studying was too painful.

She'd rather sleep a little longer than get up early to go out and play.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Hua, who was lying on the upper bunk reading a book, put down his book, rubbed his eyes, and said, "I really haven't slept enough. I need to go to bed early tonight."

Lin Wan laughed when she thought about how Lin Qingshu often got up at the last minute in the morning to attend classes.

“We’re used to waking up early, but you probably won’t be able to.”

Lin Wan and Han Hong are both early risers; they wake up at the same time every day, as if they have a biological clock. Yuan Hua is a little better than Lin Qingshu.