My girlfriend was reborn.

Chapter 80: The beginning of the letter, the content of the poem, and the ending of the fairy tale.
December 1st.

It seemed as if overnight, Jiangcheng had completely entered the realm of harsh winter.

The damp, cold wind made your ears ache, and even just getting out of bed required a lot of courage.

Cheng Shuangjiang stood in front of the mirror, brushing her teeth, still half asleep. Zhou Heming, on the other hand, seemed much more alert, staring at the girl in the mirror.

"You seem very sleepy. Did I wake you up last night?"

He asked somewhat nervously.

"No, well, it's probably been too cold lately, I'm always feeling sleepy."

Cheng Shuangjiang mumbled something, gulped down a mouthful of water, and then spat it out.

"Let me change my clothes first~"

She picked up her clothes and went into Zhou Heming's bedroom.

"it is good."

Zhou Heming took the opportunity to wash his face, ignoring the noise behind the bedroom door.

By the time he finished getting ready, Cheng Shuangjiang had already changed into her school uniform and come out, picking up the thick coat on the chair, as well as the scarf and knitted hat that Lu Bai had given her.

Zhou Heming immediately went back to his bedroom to change his clothes. When he came out, he saw Cheng Shuangjiang sitting on a chair next to the dining table, her head bobbing up and down like a chick pecking at rice, just like Qiao Jinchen sleeping in class.

"No, she's really asleep?"

He shook the girl.

"Um, sorry."

Cheng Shuangjiang regained consciousness and rubbed her eyes.

"We probably chatted too late last night. Let's go to bed early tonight and stop chatting."

Are we sleeping together tonight?
Zhou Heming keenly grasped the implied meaning in Cheng Shuangjiang's words.

"I'm fully awake now!"

Cheng Shuangjiang stood up, patted her face, and seemed to have really regained her energy.

The two quickly packed their schoolbags, held hands, went downstairs, and took the bus to school.

Because the lowest temperature reached below zero, the classrooms at Jiangcheng Middle School finally turned on the heating. As a result, during breaks, unless they went to the restroom, the students who usually liked to wander around the corridors were unwilling to leave the warm classrooms, and the rooms became much noisier.

"what--"

Qiao yawned this morning, unsure whether it was from staying up late or from the warm classroom making her sleepy.

"It seems Lu Bai has a performance at this year's Double Egg Festival party?"

Although he is currently engrossed in his studies, he hasn't missed a single piece of gossip.

The "Double Egg Party" is a party to celebrate Christmas and New Year's Day, which is equivalent to a party before the end of the semester. It is much more formal than the party that the class organizes on its own. That day should be the last day before the end of the year holiday. The class had an internal party in the afternoon, and the party was held in the school auditorium in the evening.

As for dinner, the cafeteria will provide a fairly lavish meal, and of course, groups of three to five people can also go out for a meal, as long as they come back on time.

"Yes, I can play the piano. I was on that show during the Frost's Descent festival two years ago."

Zhou Heming answered without looking up.

"Sigh, I wonder when I'll have the chance to perform on stage again during Frost's Descent."

Later, Xu Youyou overheard their conversation and sighed.

"There's a chance."

Zhou Heming suddenly stopped writing and looked at Qiao Jinchen.

"Speaking of which, I have an idea."

"What?"

Upon hearing that something was about to happen, Qiao Jinchen immediately perked up her ears.

Xu Youyou also got up and came over.

Zhou Heming briefly explained his plan, and the two looked at each other in bewilderment after listening.

"Ah He, you're surprisingly bold."

Qiao Jinchen couldn't help but sigh.

"it should be OK?"

Xu Youyou wasn't sure either. After all, Zhou Heming wasn't doing something like setting off fireworks by the river that he could easily run away from. But considering Cheng Shuangjiang's identity, it didn't seem entirely impossible.

"Then I'll have to trouble you."

Zhou Heming said solemnly.

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evening.

The last class is over.

Zhou Heming was still packing his things when he heard someone calling him.

This time it's neither Cheng Shuangjiang nor Cheng Lingjun.

It was Ding Kai.

A premonition welled up in Zhou Heming's heart, and he suddenly felt his heart racing, just like when he was lying in bed with Cheng Shuangjiang that night.

He didn't take anything with him and went straight to the classroom door.

"Zhou Heming, the results of the Ningjiang University targeted entrance exam are out."

Ding Kai's expression was serious.

"Yes"

Zhou Heming asked cautiously.

"congratulations."

Ding Kai suddenly smiled and placed his hand on his shoulder.

"I got a spot, and I heard that my score was very high, almost in the top three of everyone. Although it's a 60-point reduction, it's still a great honor. Teacher Ding, I was practically walking around like a madman in the Chinese group today. It was awesome!"

He burst out laughing.

"Good, good."

Rather than feeling that everything had settled down, Zhou Heming felt more like he was in a different world.

Although he did not experience the hardships, criticisms, and attacks that his counterpart in the other timeline suffered, he could still sense, to some extent, how difficult that period was from Cheng Shuangjiang's every move.

One of them had excellent grades but couldn't continue his studies, feeling guilty for the rest of his life; the other gave up his dream and faced many hardships along the way.

Now, Cheng Shuangjiang is being sought after by many prestigious universities, and Zhou Heming has also successfully obtained a spot for the targeted examination. Everything is completely different.

He suddenly remembered a sentence he had seen online: What kind of ending would be worthy of all the hardships and wanderings along the way?

Zhou Heming didn't know either.

He listened somewhat blankly to Ding Kai's long speech before returning to his seat. Qiao Jinchen and Xu Youyou had already gone to have dinner.

Zhou Heming picked up his phone and sent a message to Cheng Shuangjiang, asking where she was.

[Cheng Shuangjiang]: I just saw Ahe in the corridor, he's waiting in the classroom now.

[Zhou Heming]: Then I'll come find you.

He packed his things, slung his backpack over his shoulder, and went to the door of the honors class classroom.

Their last class seemed to be Chinese. Cheng Lingjun had just finished answering two students' questions and was tidying up his lesson plan.

Upon spotting Zhou Heming, Cheng Lingjun waved for him to come in.

"Hello, Teacher Cheng."

At school, Zhou Heming never dared to call him "uncle".

"Teacher Ding should have already told you about the quota, right?"

Cheng Lingjun said in a deep voice.

The students who remained in the classroom all looked over curiously.

"Yes, thank you for your guidance, Teacher Cheng."

Zhou Heming nodded, then asked curiously.

"Did Jiang Rui get it?"

"He got it too."

"That's good."

Zhou Heming was actually a little unsure whether his securing a spot would cause Jiang Rui, who was originally supposed to get a spot, to miss out on the opportunity.

It seems alright now.

"We must continue to work hard."

Cheng Lingjun gave a word of advice and then glanced at Cheng Shuangjiang, who had just stood up.

"go Go."

"Goodbye, Teacher Cheng." "Goodbye~"

After saying goodbye to Cheng Lingjun, the two walked out of the classroom, and Zhou Heming immediately said something.

"I got a spot!"

"Hehe, just as I expected, I knew Ah He could do it~"

Cheng Shuangjiang immediately took his hand, their fingers intertwined.

Students passing by glanced at them, but neither of them cared about the stares.

"How about we celebrate and go to the supermarket to buy a lemon mousse cake?"

Zhou Heming thought that there was still a balance in the "Feeding Cheng Shuangjiang Fund," enough for several good meals.

"Ah He still remembers, but the supermarket closes right after our evening self-study session."

Cheng Shuangjiang hesitated for a moment.

"Then, shall we skip evening self-study together tonight?"

Zhou Heming made a bold suggestion. He had often run away before, but Cheng Shuangjiang probably hadn't done anything like this before.

After hesitating for a moment, Cheng Shuangjiang nodded.

"So this is my first time skipping class, hehe, and it was with Ahe."

"Then we don't need to go to the cafeteria. Let's go to the supermarket, buy some groceries, and cook a meal at home."

Zhou Heming was overjoyed, feeling as if he were omnipotent and capable of doing anything.

Seeing her boyfriend so excited, Cheng Shuangjiang became even happier, as if to say, "Today you're the top student, I'll do whatever you want."

"So, as expected, dating affects studies; Ahe doesn't even study on his own anymore."

But she still wanted to tease Zhou Heming, so she said in a serious tone.

"Ding Kai, a senior high school Chinese teacher at Jiangcheng Middle School, once said that learning is for a better life and for one's own happiness."

In response, Zhou Heming quoted a famous saying from Confucius, the Sage Teacher of Jiangcheng Middle School.

"so what?"

Cheng Shuangjiang was puzzled.

"So, I skipped evening self-study to celebrate with you. As long as I'm with you, I'm happy, and that achieves the purpose of studying."

Zhou Heming said earnestly.

The girl laughed so hard her shoulders trembled, and after a long while, she finally took his hand.

"It seems we've already achieved our learning goals."

Since Lu Bai was still preparing for the art exams and wouldn't be coming to school for the next few days, the two of them went out with the students who were out looking for food, walked out of the school gate, and took a bus to a supermarket near their homes.

"Are we having stir-fried romaine lettuce with black bean dace again this time?"

Seeing Zhou Heming playing with a stroller in the supermarket, Cheng Shuangjiang asked.

"No need for today. Let's celebrate a little and have something luxurious."

Zhou Heming glanced at the seafood section.

"I can't afford king crab, but I think I can probably afford Boston lobster if I grit my teeth."

King crabs still cost a staggering four figures, but smaller Boston lobsters are only a little over a hundred.

Although saying "only a little over a hundred" is a bit inappropriate, compared to king crab, a price of a little over a hundred is indeed cheap.

“There are even cheaper options, dead lobsters, for less than a hundred.”

Zhou Heming glanced at the freezer next to him.

Eight yuan worth of sea bass was no longer enough for him. Today, Zhou Heming was a little overconfident and decided to give it a try.

"Then let's buy it. I want to try it too. I've never had it in any timeline."

Seeing her boyfriend's eagerness to try, Cheng Shuangjiang encouraged him as well.

Just like when a child wants to eat something that isn't so healthy, some parents will refuse outright or even scold them, some parents will agree to buy it after some arguing, and some parents will eat with their child or even snatch food from their child's mouth.

She must be the last type.

Of course, this is limited to Zhou Heming.

"I'll search for what to do now."

Zhou Heming put the recently deceased Boston lobster with its huge claws into his shopping cart. He also bought some side dishes. He planned to steam the tail and claws, and use the head to make lobster soup rice.

Once the main course is decided, the budget for the other side dishes must be cut back.

And I also need to buy a lemon mousse cake.

Even if tonight's feast can't be called a Manchu Han Imperial Feast, it can still be described as a gluttonous banquet.

They casually bought some green vegetables and discounted braised dishes, then headed straight for the bakery section.

There were still some left this time, but the price had returned to 129. Gritting his teeth, Zhou Heming decisively took one.

As Zhou Heming passed by the beverage section, he glanced at the condiment wines on the shelf.

"Let's forget about this one."

Although the alcohol content is not high, it can still be intoxicating.

If Zhou Heming's self-control is 100% when he is sober, it is probably 50% when he is drunk.

Once, when the funeral company colleagues had a meal together, they secretly added some white wine to Zhou Heming's juice. Zhou Heming didn't notice it at the time, but it quickly showed on his face, and he fell into a deep sleep in less than half an hour. He didn't get up until late the next day.

According to his uncle Zhou Jianjun, he is the kind of person who, when drunk, will remain quiet and not speak, and then fall asleep half an hour later.

However, it's hard to guarantee that Zhou Heming won't do anything unusual with Cheng Shuangjiang nearby.

Noticing Zhou Heming's gaze, Cheng Shuangjiang pursed her lips and smiled.

"After Ah He drinks, he becomes as quiet as a rabbit, and then he'll fall asleep anytime, anywhere~"

She seemed to have seen the boy drunk before.

No, I must have seen it before.

"I don't drink alcohol, I don't drink alcohol."

Zhou Heming pushed the cart quickly.

They first put all the fresh vegetables over to Cheng Shuangjiang's side, preparing to cook them.

The heating in her apartment hasn't been fixed yet. The landlord said he'd bring someone over on Saturday. Under normal circumstances, she could complain about it, but Cheng Shuangjiang felt there was no need to rush.

Hmm, that shouldn't be the reason I can sleep with Zhou Heming at night.

In fact, Zhou Heming had considered asking Cheng Shuangjiang to terminate the lease, but he quickly realized that the house was rented by Cheng Lingjun, and that teacher would never agree to the two of them living together so early.

Of course, this is just an unrealistic fantasy of a teenager.

After a while, the two of them finally finished preparing all the dishes and brought them to Zhou Heming's table.

A pot of lobster soup rice, steamed lobster claws and tails with dipping sauce, some inexpensive braised meat and vegetables, and stir-fried spinach—this was already the most expensive meal Zhou Heming's table had ever hosted.

"Oh, there are no drinks."

Because his attention was drawn to the alcohol section when he passed by, Zhou Heming didn't buy any juice.

"Soup is fine, something warm is good for this season."

Cheng Shuangjiang had already tied up her hair with a shark clip, rolled up her sleeves, and served the two of them rice soaked in soup.

It's called a lobster head, but it's really just for the flavor. When crustaceans are fried at high temperatures, they release special aromatic substances. When you boil them in water, you can make a delicious soup, as mentioned in the video.

Taking a small sip, Zhou Heming immediately felt a sweet and delicious flavor, which made even the rice taste better.

Cheng Shuangjiang took a spoonful, and her expression lit up.

"But then again, can you achieve a similar effect by cooking the heads of regular prawns?"

Zhou Heming remembers watching a video when a similar dish was shown next to him. It used the heads of prawns, which were pan-fried, then boiled with water, baby bok choy, tofu, and fried eggs. It looked very delicious.

"Let's try it next time."

Cheng Shuangjiang smiled and took another sip of soup.

Zhou Heming picked up the meat from the steamed lobster tail, which had been slightly cut, dipped it in soy sauce, and put it in his mouth.

How to describe it.

The taste was indeed very fresh and sweet, but to him, it seemed like just shrimp with more meat.

"It's good that there's a lot of meat."

Zhou Heming was open-minded and decided to give it a try.

Thinking about it this way, king crabs are probably no different from ordinary crabs, except that they have more meat!
That must be the case!
"It's delicious!"

Cheng Shuangjiang ate a piece of lobster meat.

"Then you should eat more. You need nutrition to recover. It's the season for lotus root soup now. Let's buy some pork bones this weekend and make lotus root and pork rib soup to nourish you."

Zhou Heming put a lobster on her plate.

"hey-hey."

"Are you so happy?"

Looking at the girl who was overflowing with happiness, Zhou Heming couldn't help but smile.

"Because of the feeling, Ah-He and I have become like a real family."

She looked at the lobster meat in the bowl and said with some emotion.

"It's great that we still have so much time to spend together."

".yes."

Zhou Heming understood what she meant.

In the previous timeline, they missed seventeen years.

In this world, the two have a long future ahead of them, and can spend countless wonderful moments together.

One cannot simultaneously possess youth and the feeling of youth, unless she is a reborn being.

No one can simultaneously possess regret and the ability to make amends, unless they encounter someone who has been reborn.

For Zhou Heming, more than making money or becoming famous, he wants the simple life he has now, with loved ones by his side.

What kind of ending would be worthy of all the hardships and wanderings along the way?
Zhou Heming thought to himself, it's probably the beginning of the letter, the content of the poem, and the ending of the fairy tale.

"Eat quickly."

Cheng Shuangjiang snapped out of her daze and also picked up a piece of lobster meat for Zhou Heming.

"There's more tonight, and other things too."

"Oh, I need to study."

Zhou Heming nodded murmuredly, but then noticed that Cheng Shuangjiang blushed and looked away.

"Yes, it's a reward for getting a spot in the targeted exam."

The girl stammered.

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