Thirteenth month of death

Chapter 212 As usual

"Ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding."

The alarm clock rang at 6:30 in the morning.

Li Daosheng reached out from under the quilt and fumbled to turn off the alarm clock.

The morning light filtered through the beige curtains, casting tiny spots of light on the wooden floor.

He stretched, scratched his messy hair, and looked at the ceiling for a long time.

The quilt was still warm, and Li Daosheng lifted it up and finally got up from the bed.

Today is Wednesday, I have classes...

I dawdled my way to the sink, where a slightly sleepy face appeared in the mirror.

Li Daosheng rubbed his eyes and squeezed some mint toothpaste.

The electric toothbrush was buzzing and he turned his head to look out the window in a daze.

What month is this? April, I guess...

The April wind blew past the window, carrying some unknown flower petals, and the sound of opera came from the radio of an old man doing morning exercises downstairs.

These old men don't get enough sleep...

Li Daosheng complained in his heart.

It took five minutes to wash up and change into a clean white sweatshirt and jeans.

He took out the sandwich he had prepared last night from the refrigerator, microwaved it briefly to warm it up a little, and sat down at the table with breakfast. Li Daosheng's eyes swung between the professional book and his cell phone, and he decisively chose the cell phone.

The sunlight came through the window and gradually climbed onto his desk.

I read some boring news and watched some short videos.

At 7:40, he packed up and prepared to go out.

There was a pot of green ivy on the shoe cabinet at the door, and the leaves were shiny. Li Daosheng watered the green ivy and flicked the newly grown leaves.

"I am leaving!"

Said hello, just like usual, just like every day in the past.

Today is no exception.

Yawning, Li Daosheng wiped his tears and strolled on the street.

The spring sidewalk was filled with the faint fragrance of flowers. The sun was shining brightly today, and the shadows of the trees cast dappled shadows on his shoulders.

When passing by the basketball court, Li Daosheng took a look inside. Several college students were shooting hoops. The sound of the basketball hitting the ground was particularly clear in the early morning air.

It won’t fly out, right?

Just thinking so.

Li Daosheng slowed down and watched the basketball draw an arc in the air.

A basketball flew towards him and he subconsciously reached out to catch it.

A voice of "Sorry" came from the distance. He smiled and threw the ball back.

It really flew over...

At exactly eight o'clock, I walked into the teaching building on time.

There were already quite a few students in the corridor, gathered in groups of three or four chatting.

He found a seat by the window and sat down. The textbooks for his professional courses were placed on the table, but his mind and eyes were already drifting out the window.

The professor walked into the classroom as the bell rang. Li Daosheng looked up and saw that it was another ordinary day.

It's so boring that it's not even as interesting as the sparrow that landed on the windowsill.

It tilted its head and looked into the classroom. Li Daosheng wanted to poke it, but the bird flapped its wings and flew away immediately.

Forget it, Li Daosheng yawned again and went back to take a nap.

The morning classes passed quickly, and when the bell rang, I was just feeling hungry.

After taking a look at the professional book without any notes, Li Daosheng nodded in approval... Well, it was another day of hard work.

When he rushed to the cafeteria, it was already crowded. He held the plate. Today's sweet and sour pork ribs looked good. He picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. The sweet and sour sauce melted on the tip of his tongue.

It’s still by the window. He likes to sit by the window even when eating.

Huh?
Is that sparrow outside the one you saw during class?

It was jumping from branch to branch, its head tilted this way and that, looking at him too.

Do you still recognize me? Li Daosheng couldn't help but smile.

Time just passes by little by little.

The afternoon sun was warm. There were no classes in the afternoon, so Li Daosheng finally did something a college student should do. He sat in the corner of the library with several thick books in front of him. His pen rustled on the paper, and he stopped to think from time to time.

This was his way of learning. After his first week at university, Li Daosheng knew one thing for sure.

A lot of what is taught in college courses is outdated.

I don’t know why those courses are kept. Some majors are changing with each passing day, but the textbooks used by teachers are still the same ones from decades ago.

In his view, the only point of those classes was to provide a teaching job.

After all, those old men who go to work on time may have no idea how far the profession they are "deeply engaged in" has developed.

In this way, he didn't pack up his things until the sun set and walked out of the library. The sky was already dyed with sunset glow.

Li Daosheng took a deep breath, and the fragrance of an unknown flower wafted through the air.

When passing by a convenience store, he went in to buy a bottle of yogurt and also took a bag of cat food - there were always a few stray cats at the back door of the school.

When he got home, he turned on the light, and the warm yellow light instantly filled the entire room.

Putting his schoolbag on the chair, he walked to the window and looked at the lights of thousands of houses gradually lighting up in the distance.

A complete day, an ordinary day...

As the night deepened, Li Daosheng lay in bed, listening to the subtle chirping of insects outside the window.

The night light at the head of the bed emitted a soft light. He closed his eyes and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

This is my life...

Li Daosheng fell asleep.

But... he had a strange dream.

There is a place in my dream called [Thirteenth Month].

He wasn't quite sure what it was; after all, it was just a dream.

When I woke up, it was still dark.

Li Daosheng reached for his cell phone and checked the time. It was 3:15 in the morning.

He turned over and wanted to continue sleeping, but he always felt something was wrong.

Why does my waist feel a bit uncomfortable?

He lifted the quilt and groped his way in with the light of the night light.

Ok?
Is this... a book?

Did I read before going to bed?

Li Daosheng felt tired, yawned, put the book on the bedside table, turned over and continued to sleep.

The next morning, Li Daosheng got up and washed as usual.

As he squeezed the toothpaste, he looked at himself in the mirror with his eyelids drooping as usual. Just when he was about to turn his head to look out the window, he suddenly turned his head back.

Why do I feel like the person in the mirror seems a little strange?
But if you look closely, there is no difference.

Did I become more handsome?
Li Daosheng thought arrogantly.

When Li Daosheng returned to the bedroom to get his professional books, he was stunned.

By the way, I seemed to be woken up by the sound of a book last night.

He looked up at the bedside table.

Huh?
Where are the books?

Did I sleep too much last night?
There was nothing on the bedside table.

Forget it...

He didn't delve into it.

……

In class, take out your professional books.

Suddenly, the familiar cover seemed to twist!
The two words [Huang Zhong] appear on the cover of the book.

But when he rubbed his eyes and looked carefully again, the textbook returned to normal.

The classmate sitting next to him gave him a strange look. Li Daosheng smiled sheepishly and said, "I didn't sleep well last night."

Suddenly... in the corridor outside the classroom window, two girls passing by seemed to be discussing something.

Li Daosheng vaguely heard the word "Thirteenth Month".

But when he listened carefully, they had already changed the subject and walked away.

what happened?

Li Daosheng was a little confused. Why did it feel... weird?

(End of this chapter)