My girlfriend died in the past

Chapter 207 Summary of clues!
Zhuang Xiao sat on the sofa, and before he knew it, he felt so sleepy that he lay down with his head turned and fell asleep.

He had another dream.
-
"No, it's just a meal, what's the big deal?"

Zhuang Xiao leaned against the kitchen door frame with his arms folded, watching An Lan washing dishes by the sink with gritted teeth.

An Lan turned around and said viciously: "What childhood sweetheart? Am I not? Don't think I don't know what those little hooves are thinking! The way they look at you is so disgusting!
"A little separation is better than a new marriage, right? Why don't you stay in Shanghai or Beijing and come back for no reason?"

Zhuang Xiao was so amused, "They are all back from vacation, but you insist on treating them to a meal? Why do you have to cook it at home?"

"I just wanted to show them how poor you are now! Who knew they would feel sorry for you?"

An Lan suddenly looked at him with a half-smile, "I tried my best to make you fat, look at you, you have a double chin and a little belly, but they are the captain of the criminal investigation team, a university professor, and the next head of the consortium, why do they keep biting you?"

Zhuang Xiao stroked his chin and analyzed, "Because you can't meet someone too amazing when you are young?"

"That was the filter from the past! I was thinking about breaking their filter, but who knew they would still be obsessed with you!" An Lan wiped her hands and rushed over to rub his face, "Why can't they forget you?"

Zhuang Xiao shrugged helplessly, "Are you saying that you have poor taste?"

"I can't handle small matters!" An Lan was very proud. "But no matter how outstanding they were, they were all defeated by me. They all had a crush on you at the beginning, but they didn't dare to express their feelings directly. In the end, didn't I win you over?"

"Okay, okay, you're really awesome." Zhuang Xiao held her in his arms. "You gave up the opportunity to continue your studies and came back to be a high school teacher for me. How could I possibly let you down?"

As it turned out, An Lan was too tall, and could only bend her long legs slightly to look like a little bird.

"Humph! You have a conscience! But I have never regretted it."

An Lan lay in his arms for a while, and suddenly said, "Let's get married."

"Ah?" Zhuang Xiao was startled, "But the house is not yet..."

"I already said I don't want a house!" An Lan pinched his waist in embarrassment, but didn't use much force. "I'm afraid of hurting your self-esteem, otherwise I would have asked my parents to buy one. Besides, we're just getting the marriage certificate first, so just decide whether you want to go or not!"

"Go, go, go, of course we'll go." Zhuang Xiao asked with a smile, "Then when are we going?"

An Lan thought for a moment and said, "Well, let's just say December 12st. That's your birthday, and it will be easier to remember it later."

Zhuang Xiao raised an eyebrow, "Why not choose December 12th?"

"December 12th? What's special about that day?" An Lan's beautiful eyes were confused.

Then she seemed to suddenly react, and suddenly broke free from Zhuang Xiao's embrace, grabbed his collar and pulled his face close, "Okay! What special day is this? Tell me! Is it Dong Weirui's birthday? Shu Die's birthday? Or Gu Shiyue's birthday?"

Seeing Zhuang Xiao smiling but not saying anything, she raised her eyebrows even more, "None of them? What day was that? The day you were with your first love? We grew up together, and your first love wasn't me?!"

As she spoke, her eyes turned red.

Zhuang Xiao immediately raised his hands and acted like a Frenchman, "My dear sister, that was your birthday! How could you forget that?"

An Lan was startled, then she muttered in a low voice somewhat embarrassedly, "Who can remember such a trivial matter?"

Then her cheeks flushed slightly, and she looked up at Zhuang Xiao, "I don't care! It's up to you whether you go to get the certificate on December 12st or not!"

"Go, go, go! I'm definitely going!" Zhuang Xiao's eyes were gentle, "By then, I won't be your girlfriend anymore."
-
"What the hell?!"

Zhuang Xiao looked up suddenly.

He was dreaming again!
And in the dream, I was still in a rental house, and An Lan was there!

The adult version of An Lan!

Is she really his girlfriend?

And I have to get a marriage certificate?
The time is December 2024, 12!
"Zhuang Xiao, answer the question."

Hearing the voice from the podium, Zhuang Xiao stood up subconsciously.

“The answer is 3.”

".Sit down, and listen carefully in class from now on. This is your last year, so don't slack off."

Zhuang Xiao sat down expressionlessly.

This familiar yet unfamiliar classroom, the familiar yet unfamiliar teacher Xu Qicheng on the podium, the snowflakes flying outside the window, and the clock above the blackboard showing [11:03].
Zhuang Xiao already knew where this was.

He looked down at the red and white Nokia 5230 in the drawer, then slowly closed his eyes. It is now December 2016, 12!
When he opened his eyes again, he had regained his composure.

昨晚他不知不觉睡着了，接着时间就从2012年9月21日来到了2016年12月31日。

This day was “originally” the day Dong Weirui died.

Zhuang Xiao opened his phone and the date displayed was indeed December 2016, 12.

But there was no text message.

Isn't it because there is not just one timeline?
Zhuang Xiao didn't know, but he knew that maybe his guess was right.

But if his guess is correct, it means that someone died again on September 2012, 9.

Who is it this time?

Zhuang Xiao suppressed his inner anxiety for the time being and waited until school was over at noon.

He quickly left the school and came to his electric scooter, then took out his cell phone and opened the phone book.

There is no Gu Shiyue’s cell phone number on it.

There are no mobile phone numbers for Dong Zeyu and Dong Weirui either.

"."

After a moment of silence, Zhuang Xiao opened WeChat again.

However, this time, Dong Zeyu and Dong Weirui were not there either.

Zhuang Xiao's body swayed, but he quickly steadied himself.

"So, the ones who died were Grand Tutor and Wei Rui?"

This was getting closer and closer to his guess.

Next, he needed some information to confirm his guess.

He was waiting at the door. Not long after, An Lan, who was getting taller and now over 1.75 meters tall, walked out of the school.

Zhuang Xiao looked her up and down.

The girl was wearing light blue jeans, a white down jacket, and a cream-colored scarf around her neck.

Her appearance and temperament are 90% similar to the adult version of An Lan.

Seeing Zhuang Xiao's heavy expression, she was a little surprised, "What's wrong?"

Zhuang Xiao was about to speak when suddenly another tall girl jumped over and threw herself on his back, "Brother Xiao!"

After the girl jumped down, Zhuang Xiao looked back and saw that it was indeed the young and beautiful tomboy Shu Die in the third grade of junior high school.

Shu Die saw Zhuang Xiao's slightly cold eyes and subconsciously shrank her neck, "What's wrong, Brother Xiao? You look scary."

"It's okay." Zhuang Xiao smiled, then suddenly asked, "Did Dong Zeyu and Dong Weirui die on September 2012, 9?"

An Lan and Shu Die were stunned, their expressions somewhat gloomy.

Without them having to answer, Zhuang Xiao already got the answer.

He slowly closed his eyes.

A moment later, when he opened his eyes again, there was no fear or anger in them, only calmness and determination.

It was exactly as he had guessed!
Then he has found the weakness of the adult version of An Lan!

Or the necessary conditions for killing!

　Never take a day off! Never!

　　But I still have to work overtime! Damn it!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)