My girlfriend was reborn.

Chapter 13 We can learn together

On bus number 25, the neon lights of the night shone on Xu Youyou's face, her glasses reflecting the dazzling colors, but they didn't catch her eye.

She silently stared at the exercise app on her phone, only looking up at her side after finishing a set.

In the next seat, Qiao Jinchen was happily scrolling through short videos on her phone, occasionally trembling with laughter and touching the girl next to her.

"Look at you, you think you can get into a top-tier university? You're still a decade away from it."

Xu Youyou shifted her gaze away from the blogger in black stockings, who was striking provocative poses, with a hint of disdain.

"I was only 20 points short, and I caught up with just four multiple-choice questions."

Qiao Jinchen continued to be stubborn.

After evening self-study, the two packed their things and went home.

Xu Youyou lived on Zhongshan South Road, seven stops away from the school. Qiao Jinchen also got off at the same stop. From this point of view, the two had been entangled in a tragic relationship since the beginning of high school.

"However, I never expected that Zhou Heming would actually be with Frost God and Cheng Shuangjiang."

Since they had become friends, Xu Youyou started calling her by her name.

The bus arrived at Jiangqiao Station in no time. This station is famous for the sea of ​​dandelions planted on the river embankment in the past two years. With the flowering season approaching, many people take photos and check in.

Qiao Jinchen exercises and runs here on weekend mornings, so I've heard a little about it.

Xu Youyou had never been there.

The next stop is Zhongshan South Road.

"Indeed, this kid has thick eyebrows and big eyes. When did we meet? Did we meet at the hospital? I've heard that some funeral home staff will wait at hospitals and try to sell business even before the person has died."

Qiao Jinchen looked up from the game highlights and glanced at the girl next to her. Xu Youyou was only 1.6 meters tall, which was not even petite compared to Qiao Jinchen, who was 1.8 meters tall. She could only be described as tiny.

"You should watch your mouth, or you won't have a girlfriend until you're thirty."

"Heh, women will only slow down my gun-setting speed."

“You didn’t even mention that women affect your study efficiency. Learn from Zhou Heming and see how serious he is.”

"If I had a girlfriend who was a top student, I'd probably be even more diligent than him."

"Just keep bragging. What top student would want you?"

Xu Youyou put away her phone. The bus came to a stop, and the two of them filed out and ran off the bus in a flash.

"Let's go, see you tomorrow."

With a wave, Xu Youyou walked towards her residential compound.

Qiao Jinchen responded, and after watching her walk away, he whistled and started jogging in the direction the bus had come from.

For two years, he never told Xu Youyou that his home was actually near Jiangqiao Station.

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Click——

The sound of Cheng Shuangjiang unlocking the door rang out.

"I'll shower first, then I'll come over later~"

She said something that any teenage boy would find hard to resist, and then went into her room.

Zhou Heming nodded stiffly, opened the door, and went home.

After evening self-study, they took the bus home together. It was halfway through the rush hour, so it wasn't crowded, but there were no seats available. Although an elderly person offered Cheng Shuangjiang, whose arm was in a cast, she refused and stood the whole way.

"Should I clean it up?"

Since Cheng Shuangjiang said she would be coming over later to tutor him and chat about Qiao Jinchen and Xu Youyou, Zhou Heming felt it was necessary to tidy up the room.

Fortunately, this old, dilapidated one-bedroom apartment showed few signs of habitation.

Zhou Heming mostly used this place as a place to sleep, and since it was his uncle's house, he always felt a bit restrained and wouldn't do any dream renovations.

Therefore, he simply cleared out the dining table in the living room to study, and also went downstairs to throw out the trash.

Then, the windows were opened to let in fresh air.

In the distance, you can see a railway track, and sometimes a train passes by. Further away, tall buildings block out the view of a city square where fireworks displays are held during festivals. He would then play a song and sit by the window to watch.

"It seems to be taking a while."

Zhou Heming took out his "53" textbook and did thirty multiple-choice math questions before picking up his phone and opening Cheng Shuangjiang's chat window.

No news.

Scroll up a bit. Wait, no, time will be stolen.

Cheng Shuangjiang's hand is injured and cannot get wet. She can only wipe it with a wet towel when she takes a bath, which is normal as it takes a long time.

He put down his phone and continued working on his problems.

Just then, my phone vibrated, giving me a notification tone indicating that I needed to pay special attention to this.

[Cheng Shuangjiang]: I'm coming over now?

[Zhou Heming]: Okay.

He immediately got up and went to the door, just like someone closely monitoring the delivery driver's route through a food delivery app. He stood guard at the door when the driver was less than 20 meters away, trying to pick up the food as soon as he heard a knock, and stood there like a socially anxious person trying to avoid the driver calling.

The special alert tone sounded again. [Cheng Shuangjiang]: Open the door~
"Please come in, please come in, no need to change your shoes."

Zhou Heming immediately opened the door and invited the other party in.

It was only then that he could clearly see Cheng Shuangjiang's attire.

Her long hair was casually tied up and secured with large plastic shark clips, with only a few strands falling in front of her small ears, shining brightly in the light of the corridor streetlights.

She was wearing a plain, short-sleeved, button-down cotton pajama top, slightly oversized, revealing her fair neck and collarbone, which were usually hidden by her school uniform. Her left hand, holding an exercise book and a pencil case, had bandages clearly visible, contrasting sharply with her lotus-root-like upper arm peeking out from the cuff.

Her lower body was clad in a different style of shorts, which matched perfectly, reaching just above the knee and revealing her smooth knees, slender calves, and feet in pink slippers. Her round, delicate toes were partially concealed by the slippers, yet they still exuded a sense of presence despite the attempt to hide them.

The red string on her left ankle was the finishing touch, leaving an impressive blush against the backdrop of white.

Perhaps because she had just been wiped with hot water, Cheng Shuangjiang's skin was slightly red, and her whole body looked radiant, with a texture as delicate as a ripe peach, making one wonder what it would feel like to touch.

"I would be even happier if you could write a description of about 200 words after reading it~"

The girl noticed Zhou Heming's stunned gaze and smiled gracefully.

"Sorry, I'll write it now..."

"You don't actually need to write it!"

"...It's very, very beautiful."

Zhou Heming remembered the morning's lesson and praised it sincerely.

"Hehe, because my hands are not convenient, these are my old pajamas, so they are easy to put on and take off."

She went into Zhou Heming's room.

It's easy to put on and take off, that's for sure.

"So this is what Ah He's room looked like when he was eighteen. It feels very much like your style."

"Here it is."

Zhou Heming pulled out a chair and sat down with Cheng Shuangjiang at the two right-angled sides of the square table.

"Let's start by discussing the multiple-choice and fill-in-the-blank questions from the monthly math exam, and then we'll leave half an hour to talk about Qiao Jinchen and the others."

Having finalized the plan for tonight, the top-ranked girl in the grade began to have Zhou Heming explain his problem-solving approach.

Although she hadn't washed her hair, the faint scent of Cheng Shuangjiang's shower gel still wafted into Zhou Heming's nose, like a delicate honeysuckle fragrance.

As Zhou Heming habitually stretched his leg, he accidentally touched the knee of his classmate. The unexpectedly soft touch left him speechless for a moment. He couldn't help but swallow hard before finally explaining the sum-to-product formula.

Make sense.

A beautiful seventeen-year-old girl, who had just finished showering and was wearing cool pajamas, sat next to him as his girlfriend. Zhou Heming could explain the thought process behind fourteen math problems, which was enough for him to win first place in the "Don't Laugh" challenge.

"Ah He, although you weren't as focused as you were in the secret base, it's still quite impressive that you only glanced at me sixteen times in so long~"

At 11:30, Cheng Shuangjiang put the cap back on the red pen, tightened it with a click, and then looked at Zhou Heming with a smile.

"That many times?"

Zhou Heming muttered guiltily as he folded the test paper.

"Mmm, but it's okay. I only didn't look at you for twenty-seven minutes, because A-He is the most handsome when he's focused~"

Cheng Shuangjiang seemed to be trying to find some merit in Zhou Heming's case.

You can't do that. You'll spoil Zhou Heming and make him a child who grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth. I don't agree with that.

Zhou Heming put away the test papers, poured two glasses of water and placed them on the table, then checked the time.

"So, what will become of Qiao Jinchen and Xu Youyou in the future?"

He asked the question he had been pondering all night.

"You believe I was reborn?"

"I don't really believe it, after all, it goes against common sense, but I'm very interested in what you said about Qiao Jinchen and Xu Youyou, I'm a little curious."

Zhou Heming spoke the truth.

"It's quite interesting to think about. Even if eighteen-year-old Ahe saw it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe in rebirth. But thirty-five-year-old Ahe is complaining that the foxes and roses in this world can't speak."

"Can someone become more childish as they grow older?"

"Little Ahe talks like an adult."

"I'm not small."

"Well, our Ah He is the most mature~"

The same trick won't work on the team members!

"I did this for Qiao Jinchen and Xu Youyou, so let's just say that your rebirth is real."

Zhou Heming rubbed his nose, trying to hide his expression.

"So, what exactly happened to them?"

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