My girlfriend was reborn.

Chapter 100 Or is it that you just want to hold hands?

Fortunately, Zhou Heming only caught a cold from being caught in the snow that day and not getting proper treatment. He didn't infect Lu Bai with any virus, so she didn't have to take care of her during the rest of the holiday.

In the afternoon, Zhou Heming sat on the sofa and finished reading "One Hundred Years of Solitude".

He couldn't find the sentence he was looking for.

Lu Bai sat next to Zhou Heming, watching TV and playing on his phone.

At first, the two just stood side by side. Later, Lu Bai lazily leaned closer, and finally, she simply took Zhou Heming's arm, used him as a pillow, rested her head on his shoulder, and drifted off to sleep.

Zhou Heming silently turned the pages of the book, without making any sound or any large movements.

Glancing at the peaceful sleeping face of the girl beside him, he remembered the promise another girl had made to him to read books together.

"Are you looking forward to it?"

Zhou Heming recalled the conversation between the two people on the bus on New Year's Eve.

Cheng Shuangjiang, reborn, probably hopes that Zhou Heming and Lu Bai can be together and spend a wonderful and happy life.

Zhou Heming's own expectation is to spend the rest of his life with his beloved Cheng Shuangjiang.

Lu Bai's expectations
he does not know.

The boy could only vaguely sense the girl's affection for him. If the two had met, gotten to know each other, and fallen in love without any other factors influencing them, perhaps Zhou Heming would have felt the same way about her.

Mutual attraction, through testing, ambiguity, and clarification, can eventually lead them to become lovers, or even husband and wife.

Now, in the timeline where the reborn Cheng Shuangjiang has arrived.

Zhou Heming simply couldn't let go of the past and treat another person with the same feelings.

Lu Bai is absolutely right.

If Zhou Heming were to date Lu Bai simply to fulfill her expectations, then only sadness would ultimately await the two of them.

Just like how eighteen-year-old Cheng Shuangjiang did not respond to Zhou Heming's expectations.

Zhou Heming and Lu Bai can only have this kind of subtle and strange relationship now, not that of lovers.

"Shuangjiang is right, you and I are exactly the same kind of people."

Thinking to himself, Zhou Heming gently stroked Lu Bai's hair with his other hand.

The girl shifted her head slightly because of his movement, then slowly opened her eyes.

"Is it time for dinner?"

As expected of a foodie, the first thing she said was that she wanted to eat.

"It's only four in the afternoon, are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry, but I want to eat something."

"Don't you want to listen to what you're saying?"

"The supermarket downstairs is open now, right?"

Lu Bai glanced at the shopping bags on the kitchen counter. Since they could deliver food, they must have started operating.

"They should have only been closed on the first day of the Lunar New Year."

Zhou Heming didn't know whether to praise the supermarket for its dedication or to feel indignant for the employees who had to work overtime during the Spring Festival.

"Then come with me for a walk."

Lu Bai made a decisive decision.

"Aren't there still snacks at home?"

Zhou Heming looked at the potato chips, dried fruit, and jerky on the shelf, which they had bought at the convenience store downstairs the day before New Year's Eve.

"You and Cheng Shuangjiang often go grocery shopping together, right?"

Lu Baitu revealed his true colors.

"Not very often, about once a week."

Zhou Heming understood Lu Bai's idea. Since it was to understand the character's psychology, the two of them going to the supermarket together was a natural thing to do.

"I want one too, I've never gone grocery shopping with a boy before."

A smile appeared on Lu Bai's lips.

"You're honored to be the first boy to accompany me to the supermarket."

The first one said yes.

"Ok."

Zhou Heming nodded in agreement.

Although he didn't understand the difference between shopping at the supermarket with a boy and shopping with a girl.

Having recovered somewhat, Zhou Heming took some cough medicine, put on a mask, and went downstairs with Lu Bai.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, supermarkets were still packed with people. Nowadays, there aren't as many customs and traditions, and many people actually went out to play on the first day of the Lunar New Year. Shopping malls and restaurants don't close during the holiday.

The two pushed a shopping cart into the supermarket.

Zhou Heming habitually leaned on the shopping cart and swayed forward.

Soon, Lu Bai grabbed the shopping cart.

How can you be so childish?

She accused.

"Oh"

Zhou Heming landed on the ground.

Then Lu Bai grabbed the shopping cart and started sliding around in it.

"So, you wanted to play this game yourself?"

Zhou Heming followed behind her and noticed that some children were looking at Lu Bai, tugging at their parents' sleeves, pointing in this direction, and trying to argue that playing with the shopping cart was a perfectly reasonable and legitimate behavior.

"I'm just being considerate of you as a patient and kindly helping you push the cart."

Lu Bai landed.

What dishes can you cook? Can I order?

"What would you like to eat? I can look up the recipes."

"Boiled cabbage in clear broth".

"Next person."

"Wensi Tofu".

"You watched it in the documentary at noon, right?"

"Then, spicy rabbit head."

"Can I buy rabbit meat in Jiangcheng?"

"Golden smiles."

"That's just something made up in an anime!"

"Tsk, they said they could do anything, but they can't do anything at all."

"Say something normal."

"Then, twice-cooked pork."

Lu Bai frowned when he saw that Zhou Heming did not answer immediately.

"What use are you if you can't even do this?"

"No, it was too simple, so I didn't react immediately."

Zhou Heming smiled.

He and Cheng Shuangjiang had gone to the supermarket many times. She would always use a consultative tone and words to discuss things with Zhou Heming. The two had a great understanding, so they didn't talk much when shopping.

But Lu Bai is the type who acts on a whim, completely disregarding the difficulty of cooking. It's as if a dish pops into his head and he's just curious to ask if he can make it.

They chattered away the whole way, like I was taking care of a kindergarten kid.

"I want to eat this."

Lu Bai took a box of seaweed.

"Take whatever you want to eat."

Zhou Heming, on the contrary, acted like a parent.

"Can you make this?"

Upon arriving at the fresh food section, Lu Bai pointed to the Boston lobsters and king crabs in the tank.

"No, can we afford it?"

Zhou Heming looked at the prices, which were more attractive than those at the supermarket he and Cheng Shuangjiang frequented. Could it be that most of the customers here were wealthy people living in nearby upscale residences?
"If you want to eat it, you can buy it. I still have some savings."

Lu Bai said indifferently.

"how many?"

"Not much, maybe a little over 300,000."

"?"

This time, Zhou Heming was genuinely puzzled.

"Why are you asking this question? For an actor, this amount of savings is incredibly meager."

Lu Bai pushed Zhou Heming's question mark back into his head, and casually smoothed his hair, brushing away the loose threads that had somehow gotten stuck to it.

Throughout the entire movement, the girl's face was inches away, making Zhou Heming afraid to move.

"What, are you shy?"

Seeing this, Lu Bai deliberately moved closer, as if he was about to kiss him at any moment.

"Since you said you wanted to try it out according to the script, then we should hold hands."

Zhou Heming took a half step back, looked away, and retorted.

"What's the big deal about holding hands? Didn't we already do that at the cemetery?"

Lu Bai nonchalantly grabbed Zhou Heming's hand.

"That's it."

Zhou Heming flipped his palm over, touching it with Lu Bai's. Then, he slipped his fingers between hers, holding her firmly.

"What are you doing?"

Lu Bai panicked and tried to break free, but Zhou Heming showed no intention of letting go. She struggled symbolically for a moment, but in the end, she followed his lead and intertwined her fingers with his.

"Aren't you ashamed to do this in front of so many people?"

Even though he had filmed TV dramas for many years, Lu Bai clearly lacked relevant experience.

"This is how Shuangjiang and I always hold hands."

Seeing Lu Bai's flustered appearance, Zhou Heming felt more confident.

"Hmph, what's the big deal? I've seen far more outrageous things!"

Lu Bai immediately stopped trying to hide it and confidently took Zhou Heming's hand, walking beside him. However, she still kept glancing at their clasped hands, her cheeks flushing slightly.

"The supermarket's heating is too hot."

They're shifting the blame to the supermarket.

Zhou Heming looked at her pale cherry-colored, thin lips.

You're so stubborn.

Thinking of this, Zhou Heming spoke again.

"So, what are your thoughts?"

"What are your thoughts?"

Lu Bai was puzzled.

"How would a girl feel if she was being led around like this? Isn't this what you wanted?"

Zhou Heming said jokingly, then leaned closer to observe her expression.

"Or do you just want to hold hands?"

"I didn't. Hmm, have you lost your mind? You seem a little different."

Lu Bai hurriedly denied it and then looked at him.

"Because you can see through my lies, I might as well just tell you what's on my mind."

Zhou Heming spoke the truth.

"You don't have to be so honest."

Lu Bai looked away, paused, and then spoke.

"When I'm being led like this, I feel, well, very safe and warm inside, and I unconsciously want to lean on you."

She was also very direct.

"and many more."

Zhou Heming suddenly released Lu Bai's hand, leaving the girl feeling a sense of loss.

However, he picked up his phone and recorded their conversation.

Then, putting away his phone, he took Lu Bai's hand directly.

Lu Bai was slightly taken aback, then approached with a grin.

"Then let's have twice-cooked pork tonight. Hmm, it can't be too spicy. And let's make some vegetables, like scrambled eggs with tomatoes?"

Zhou Heming glanced at the meat and vegetables, pondering what to do next.

"I want to eat this."

Lu Bai pointed to the lotus root.

"Indeed, it's the season for lotus root and pork rib soup. I made it for Shuangjiang before."

Zhou Heming no longer resisted saying that name; through the script, he was able to recall their past together with ease.

Perhaps this is also a form of psychotherapy.

Those painful memories are gradually being diluted by the girl in front of me in her own way.

Perhaps Zhou Heming will be able to truly let go when the script is finished.

"How about I make a lotus root and pork rib soup for tonight, and noodles for lunch tomorrow?"

"Great."

Lu Bai let out a cheer like a kindergarten child, attracting the attention of customers next door who smiled knowingly.

After buying the ingredients, they went to the baking section.

"It's a lemon mousse cake."

Lu Bai immediately spotted the item mentioned in the script, which resembled a token of love.

"This is a different style from the one in the supermarket over there, but it's more expensive."

Zhou Heming picked one up; it was smaller than the other one and more expensive.

"I want to eat."

Lu Bai put it directly into the shopping cart.

It's nice to have money.

Zhou Heming glanced at the cake and, for some reason, suddenly felt a sense of anticipation for its taste.

"Buy some more bar liquor."

When passing by the beverage section, Lu Bai simply grabbed two cans of fruit wine.

“This is really not okay.”

Zhou Heming immediately put the two cans of wine back.

"I've just recovered from a cold, so you can't drink either, or I'll worry about my safety."

"Tsk."

Lu Bai scoffed.

When it came time to pay, Lu Bai asked for three plastic bags.

Zhou Heming recalled that when he went to the supermarket with Cheng Shuangjiang before, she would always prepare shopping bags in advance, taking the principle of saving money to the extreme.

The two girls are indeed different.

"There's ice cream over there! I want some."

Lu Bai, carrying the lighter bag Zhou Heming had given her, ran briskly to the ice cream shop.

"It's already past five o'clock. We can eat when we get back. Will you still be able to eat later?"

Zhou Heming followed behind her, carrying two plastic bags.

"You don't understand, sweets are another stomach."

Lu Bai returned in the blink of an eye with a cream cone and licked it in a very unrefined manner.

"It's really delicious, I could eat one every day."

She took a step.

However, she stopped two minutes later.

"It's too greasy, I can't eat anymore."

Ms. Lu Bai, who had just decided to eat an ice cream cone every day, could no longer finish the one in her hand.

Zhou Heming glanced at the ice cream cone and ate about a third of it.

"I'll let you buy it."

He disregarded emotional value and gloated over Lu Bai's overestimation of his abilities in making purchases.

"Would you like to try some? It's delicious."

Lu Bai curled his lip and handed the ice cream cone to Zhou Heming.

The rich aroma of milk, accompanied by a cool, refreshing scent, wafted into his nostrils through his mask.

The boy glanced at the smooth surface of the ice cream cone that Lu Bai had licked.

"Don't you want to listen to what you're saying?"

"Are you disgusted?"

Lu Bai raised an eyebrow.

"I don't have hands to hold it."

Zhou Heming adjusted the shopping bags on both sides.

"Here."

Lu Bai reached out and took off his mask, then brought the ice cream cone close to Zhou Heming's mouth.

next moment.

Just as Lu Bai was about to mischievously pull the ice cream cone back, Zhou Heming had already taken a bite and ate half of the ice cream cone, along with the crispy outer shell.

"No, you really ate it?"

Lu Bai's eyes widened.

"I just wanted to tease you."

She looked at the ice cream cone that was only a third left in her hand, and the teeth marks left by Zhou Heming on it, and suddenly felt helpless.

It's hard to say whether she really intended to play a prank, but Zhou Heming felt that she seemed to want him to eat her.

"Are you disgusted?"

Zhou Heming used a boomerang.

"I...I'm afraid you'll give me a cold."

Lu Bai stammered.

It seems she was too good at acting and fooled the simple-minded Zhou Heming.

"I'll eat the rest then. If you want, I can make you another one."

Zhou Heming said decisively.

"No need, we'll eat later."

As Lu Bai spoke, he stuffed the remaining half of the ice cream cone that Zhou Heming had bitten into into his mouth.

"Why is the supermarket's heating up again?"

After finishing her meal, she wiped her mouth with a tissue, her cheeks flushed as she tried to make amends.

"So, what comes to mind when two people are eating the same thing?"

Zhou Heming asked leisurely.

"Um, I'm a little embarrassed, but also... a little happy?"

Lu Bai fell into thought, and after a moment, she tilted her head.

"I feel like I'm not confident enough. How about I buy another ice cream cone and we give it a try?"

"It's not that he has such a strong scientific research spirit."

Zhou Heming figured that Lu Bai was just craving it.

"There will be many more opportunities in the future, so there's no need to rush."

Many opportunities.

Zhou Heming belatedly realized that he had also made some significant remarks.

"Okay then, let's go home quickly, I can't wait to eat lotus root and pork rib soup!"

Lu Bai smiled and put his free hand around Zhou Heming's arm, walking forward happily.

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