My girlfriend was reborn.

Chapter 25 I am your boyfriend
"That's how it is. She said the teacher also gave her the key. I told her I was her boyfriend, but she didn't believe me."

Amidst the piano music, Zhou Heming quietly explained what had just happened to Cheng Shuangjiang.

"I didn't quite understand. What did you just say?"

The girl tilted her head and turned to the side.

I told her the teacher would give it to her.

"Next sentence."

"I told her I was your boyfriend, but she... uh?"

Zhou Heming paused for a moment, then immediately understood Cheng Shuangjiang's intention.

"You really said that?"

She blinked, looking at the boy with eyes full of joy.

"Isn't this just telling the truth?"

Zhou Heming's biggest flaw in life is that he is not very good at lying.

"Great, the courage training was a great success."

Nodding in satisfaction, Cheng Shuangjiang turned her gaze to Lu Bai in a corner of the classroom.

The piano music stopped at that moment.

Zhou Heming glanced at the performer, while Lu Bai, with his long legs resting on the pedals, sighed.

Taking advantage of this brief moment, Cheng Shuangjiang spoke.

"Lu Bai, classmate."

The girl in front of the piano turned her head.

"My boyfriend didn't express himself clearly, which led to the misunderstanding. Since the teacher has given you the key, we can use this classroom together without affecting each other, is that alright?"

Cheng Shuangjiang spoke in a socially polite tone, even emphasizing the word "boyfriend," which made Zhou Heming's ears burn.

"As you wish."

Lu Bai was still in a state of subtle shock. He hesitated for a moment before nodding and turning around to continue playing.

The melody was familiar, but Zhou Heming couldn't recall its name; he only knew it was a refined art form suitable for performance in the Golden Hall.

"How did the talks with the school go today?"

After completing two questions, while checking the answers, he asked the girl beside him a question.

Several universities in Ningjiang want to recruit me through special admissions, but I'll probably go to Ningjiang University.

"Why? Ningjiang University's admission scores are much lower, aren't they?"

As one of the top five universities in the country, ranked third, Ningjiang University's admission scores are indeed much lower than those of Yannan University and Huaqing University.

"Because you're here, silly~"

Cheng Shuangjiang smiled and squeezed Zhou Heming's hand. She seemed to have regained a lot of strength, and her grip was stronger.

“You’ll definitely get into Ningjiang University. When we’re juniors or seniors, we can move out and rent a small apartment together. I know a really nice neighborhood near the school; you’ve even lived there before.”

"There's no need to think that far ahead."

Zhou Heming scratched his face a little embarrassedly, feeling it turn slightly red.

The piano played a noticeable wrong note, but quickly returned to normal.

"Ahe, do you know the legend of the stone lion at Ningjiang University?"

"What legend?"

He didn't quite understand these folk tales.

"It is said that there were once lovers who broke up for some reason and made a promise to meet in front of the stone lions in Chaowu Gate Park across from the school a year later. However, when the year came, one of them went to the appointment, but the other disappeared."

Cheng Shuangjiang narrated the story in a gentle, storytelling manner, which, combined with the somewhat solemn and dignified piano music, created a strange sense of ceremony.

"He didn't give up, but waited there day after day, until, several years later, one day, he inadvertently saw that the usually bare stone lion was now covered with sparrows, and then, in the next moment, he looked past the statue and saw his former lover."

"So, later everyone spread the word that if you get separated from your lover, go to Ningjiang University and wait until sparrows land on the stone lions, then you can meet again."

Zhou Heming immediately took out his phone and silently wrote down this legend.

"Although we don't need this, it feels like we can use it as material."

He added an explanation.

With a slightly off-key accent, the piano piece came to an abrupt end once again.

Zhou Heming looked over. Lu Bai, whether annoyed or distracted by the conversation between the two, took off her beret, rubbed her hair, put the hat back on, and continued playing.

The same tune, but this time it's a bit more playful, with a sense of urgency, like a countdown.

This made Zhou Heming feel a bit rushed while doing his problems. After finishing two problems, the bell rang for the break during evening self-study, so Zhou Heming got up and went to the restroom.

Just as he left the classroom, Lu Bai's performance came to an end. She stopped what she was doing and rubbed her wrists.

"I don't think I've ever heard you play the piano before."

Suddenly, Cheng Shuangjiang's voice drifted over.

"I learned it when I was a child, but I've long forgotten it."

"I've definitely gotten rusty."

Cheng Shuangjiang's slightly barbed words made Lu Bai turn her head. Although she had never interacted with Cheng Shuangjiang before, they were, after all, two of the most beautiful girls in Jiangcheng Middle School this year, and she had heard about Cheng Shuangjiang to some extent.

That's why Lu Bai was quite surprised that this aloof beauty was so gentle and submissive to Zhou Heming today, and he even thought he had mistaken her for someone else.

Only now, hearing that indifferent tone, did Lu Bai confirm that it was indeed the girl named Shuangjiang.

"You played Liszt's 'La Campanella'."

However, Cheng Shuangjiang immediately spoke up, but the topic was the music Lu Bai had just played.

"This is his arrangement of Paganini's piece. It's very difficult and popular as a virtuoso piece. Your performance was quite good. Besides having almost no wrong notes, you also incorporated your own understanding."

"However, the original name of this piece is 'La campanella,' which means 'little bell' in Italian. Therefore, it does not refer to the solemn ringing of bells, but rather to the bells used in Europe to remind people to eat before a meal."

"Many people think that this piece is about a solemn church, profound love, heavy death, funeral and wedding because of the translated title. But in fact, it is just the composer missing the moment when his family called him with a jingle every day. It is a simple and timeless love."

"You can try starting from this direction to adjust your playing mood."

After listening to Cheng Shuangjiang's words, Lu Bai remained silent for a while.

"Let me try"

She muttered something under her breath and then resumed playing.

Zhou Heming returned after a while, and after sitting down for a short time, he suddenly whispered in Cheng Shuangjiang's ear.

"Is it just my imagination? The pieces I'm playing seem to sound much better now?"

He didn't understand music theory or art; he simply felt that although it was the same piece of music, the current performance was more touching and emotionally stirring than before.

"Ah He is so amazing! He could even tell that!"

Cheng Shuangjiang praised him in a low voice, like a kindergarten teacher.

Lu Bai immediately slowed down her playing, as if to remind the two of her that she could hear everything clearly.

Zhou Heming and the girl at the same table exchanged a glance, then stopped discussing Lu Bai's piano and continued studying the questions.

Until the bell rang to signal the end of evening self-study, Zhou Heming stretched and saw Cheng Shuangjiang get up first.

"I'm going to the restroom, Ahe, wait for me."

Zhou Heming nodded, and then saw Lu Bai put on his school uniform jacket, cover the piano again, slung his bag over one shoulder, and walk outside.

"gone."

As she passed Zhou Heming, she looked him up and down.

"Goodbye."

Not understanding the meaning behind the other person's gaze, Zhou Heming nodded blankly.

Lu Bai walked out of the classroom, thought for a moment, and instead of going downstairs, headed towards the girls' restroom.

At this hour, the women's restroom on the seventh floor was empty. As soon as she walked in, she saw Cheng Shuangjiang carefully washing her fingers at the sink.

"your injury"

Lu Bai stood next to her, two faucets away, turned on the tap, and washed his hands with the cool water.

"It's quite serious. From now on, the school's piano performances will probably all depend on you."

Cheng Shuangjiang slowly tightened the faucet, but a drop or two still slowly dripped from it.

"Take good care of your injury. I'd really like to hear how good your rendition of 'La Campanella' is."

Looking at Cheng Shuangjiang's face through the mirror, Lu Bai saw that the aloof beauty only had a calm smile.

"That might be much worse than what you're playing now. After all, a few words can improve your playing so much. You're quite talented. Keep it up, I'm looking forward to it."

With a relieved expression, Cheng Shuangjiang turned around and prepared to leave the restroom.

"Actually, there's something I don't quite understand."

Just then, Lu Bai turned off the faucet in front of her. Looking at the faucet that didn't leak at all, she made a sound, and after a moment of silence, she finally spoke.

Why did you lie to him?

(End of this chapter)