I became financially independent right after entering college.

Chapter 1 Single Meng
[Congratulations to the host for binding system das255...]

【System Type: Urban Life】

[Current system level: Lv.1]

[Congratulations to the host for becoming the sole beneficiary of the offshore family trust fund company "das255"]

[Dass will distribute income and dividends to beneficiaries regularly based on the natural month]

【第一周期为2018年9月7日至2018年10月7日，现已将第一周期分红，汇入宿主工商银行尾号9755的一类账户中
(20% personal income tax has been paid by the trust company)

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"White worry, white worry..."

The girl's soft call with a bit of shyness rang in the boy's ears, pulling Bai Chou out of his sleep.

Grass!
Just when this dream was at its most critical moment, when I was about to bind to the system, inherit some trust fund and reach the peak of my life, I was woken up by my master.

Bai Chou felt quite resentful. If it were any other time, he would have fallen asleep immediately and continued this dream, just like every time he had a beautiful dream in the past and was woken up at the critical moment.

It’s a pity that I can’t continue this time.

At this moment, he was sitting on the high-speed train from Handan to Jinling as a prospective college student of Southern Buddhism.

Sitting next to him was his junior high and high school classmate, Shan Meng (meng), who went with him to register at Nanjing University.

"what happened?"

Slowly opening his bloodshot eyes, Bai Chou rubbed his face, turned his head, and asked the girl beside him sleepily.

"You pressed my hair..."

Her long, smooth, black hair fell on her chest, her delicate eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

The girl with a pretty face and gentle temperament had blushes all over her cheeks, as if she was accusing or complaining about something.

You're holding my hair down.

Bai Chou really hoped that the person who said this was not Dan Meng, but another beautiful woman whose facial features and temperament were no worse than Dan Meng.

It would be better to change the scene from the high-speed rail to somewhere else.

But it was Shan Meng who said this.

Bai Chou was startled and lost all sleepiness. He raised his bloodshot eyes and quickly glanced at the shy girl beside him.

The long black hair that fell on her shoulder was slightly disheveled. To make matters worse, there was a noticeable water stain on the girl's shoulder next to the collar of her pristine white T-shirt.

Bai Chou touched the corner of his mouth; it was wet.

As we all know, when people sleep sitting up, the corners of their mouths will turn downwards. If the mouth is not completely closed, saliva is likely to flow out of the corners of the mouth.

It’s over.

It must have come out after I fell asleep leaning on Dan Meng's shoulder.

"Sorry, I stayed up late playing games last night and went to bed late. I was so sleepy just now that I couldn't help myself..."

Bai Chou's embarrassed toes almost dug a large flat layer out of the insole. He fumbled around in his pockets with his hands and found a pack of tissues and handed it to Shan Meng.

"Wipe it yourself. I'll compensate you when we get to Jinling..."

"No need to pay, I'll just wash it later, it's not dirty..."

Besides, if I hadn’t suddenly asked you to take the high-speed train to report, you would have arrived in Jinling a few days earlier…”

Shan Meng took the tissue and pulled out a piece, casually wiped the water stains on her shoulders, and refused Bai Chou's compensation, even though she knew that a T-shirt was nothing to Bai Chou.

"That's okay..."

Bai Chou was vague in his response, but he made up his mind that he would compensate Meng with a piece of clothing when he got to Jinling.

Not wanting to say anything more, Bai Chou turned his head to look out the window. He really didn't want to have anything to do with this girl.

As luck would have it, the high-speed train happened to enter a tunnel. The brightness difference between the inside and the outside made the inside of the high-speed train window become a mirror, clearly reflecting the beautiful face of the girl next to him.

The more Bai Chou tried to avoid it, the more he wanted to erase that unbearable dark history from his memory. The more dramatically this reality happened, pulling that dark history out of his mind, letting it air for a while, and then stuffing it back in.

Bai Chou was in tears. He felt embarrassed every time he saw Shan Meng, even though it was all his own fault.

They were classmates in junior high school and high school.

Things that seem melodramatic and clichéd nowadays were quite popular in the small inland city of Handan in 12.

As soon as the military training of the first grade of junior high school ended, some people in the class started to comment on who was the class belle and who was the class hunk. They said Bai Chou was more handsome than Jerry Yan and was the class hunk, and Dan Meng looked like that so-and-so and was the class belle. Then some people started to make a fuss that the class belle and the class hunk were a couple.

Every time when she was teased, Shan Meng would lie on the table with her cheeks puffed up and bury her face in her arms, acting like an ostrich and not saying a word. Bai Chou, who had just entered puberty and was in his second year of middle school, would just laugh and acquiesce every time.

Enjoying the vanity of having the dual identities of being a cute boyfriend and being more handsome than Jerry Yan, Bai Chou would search for idol dramas starring Jerry Yan on his computer every day when he got home and imitate his accent.

He even watched "Basketball Fire" repeatedly to learn basketball skills, trying to master the Kanglongbuhui whirlwind slam dunk and the Landiehuayunyou step.

One day, a boy from the upper grade who liked Shan Meng suddenly approached Bai Chou while he was playing basketball. "You must be Shan Meng's boyfriend, but you're such a jerk at basketball. Besides being handsome, what else do you have? Break up with Shan Meng now, or you'll be in big trouble."

Bai Chou knew that he was not Dan Meng's boyfriend at all and that everyone was just joking around. There was no need to break up or not, but he would never allow anyone to insult his basketball skills.

Quarrels, pushing, scuffling...

It happened that the physical education teacher and discipline director was walking around the playground to catch premature romance. He immediately caught Bai Chou and the senior boy on the spot, and after some interrogation, he found out that they had caught a big fish.

Bai Chou and Shan Meng, who were clearly just being teased, were treated as typical cases of premature love, their parents were called in, they were asked to reflect, and the class teacher paid them special attention. Throughout the first year of junior high, the two of them barely spoke to each other.

In the second year of junior high school, Bai Chou, who had truly entered the second year of middle school, suddenly realized that he had changed his personality after getting out of the second year of middle school. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was an idiot before.

Not only did Dan Meng get his parents called because of his vanity, but he also really thought he could play basketball like in "Basketball Fire". He learned techniques from "Basketball Fire" every day and would occasionally throw a fadeaway jump shot while walking.

Idiot, idiot is dead.

For the next few years, Bai Chou lived in his own hell. Every time he saw Shan Meng, he would recall his stupid black history.

In high school, they were both admitted to the No. 1 Middle School in the city. They were not in the same class in their freshman year, but after the division of arts and science into sophomores, Bai Chou and Shan Meng, who had similar grades, were assigned to the same class again.

The hell continues.

After graduating from high school with decent grades, Bai Chou enrolled at Nanjing University, a university far from home. A few days before school started, Bai Chou had packed his bags and was about to head to Nanjing for a few days when he received a message from a stranger in his junior high school QQ group chat.

Shan Meng: Are you there?
Bai Chou: ???
Bai Chou: (Panda scratches its head)

Shan Meng: I am Shan Meng. You applied for Southern Buddhism, right?

Bai Chou: Yeah, what's wrong?

Shan Meng: I have also applied for Nanchuan University, majoring in broadcasting and hosting. I would like to ask if you have booked your train ticket. This is my first time traveling far away alone. If you haven’t booked it yet, can you book a ticket with me and report together?
Man, what can I say?

Bai Chou really had no reason to refuse.

My old classmate of 6 years is about to leave our hometown and live in another place together. I caused his parents to be called to the police station back then, so it is only right and proper for me to help him.

After thinking about it, Bai Chou refunded the ticket and booked a high-speed rail ticket with Shan Meng again, and added them as friends on QQ and WeChat.

"Coming."

"Uh, what?"

Bai Chou, who was in a daze, subconsciously turned around and wondered how come they arrived at the station so soon.

Bai Chou remembered very clearly that he fell asleep less than two hours after getting on the bus. It took less than six hours from Handan to Jinling, which means he slept for more than three hours in total.

Have I slept that long?
And during these three hours, how long did I fall asleep leaning on Dan Meng’s shoulder?
Before Bai Chou could figure out the problem, Shan Meng raised her hand and pointed around: "Just now the broadcast said that we are almost at Jinling South, look."

Bai Chou looked around.

The numbers on the LED speed display screen kept jumping down, and the passengers in the car stood up one after another to pack their luggage. The radio sounded again to remind passengers to prepare to get off the bus and transfer.

"Let me help you get your suitcase down first."

Bai Chou took off the off-white backpack hanging on the hook beside him and handed it to Shan Meng. The girl took the backpack, lifted her hair, quickly stood up and obediently made way for Bai Chou.

"Thank you."

"Nothing, my own suitcase is still on top."

Both of them traveled light, carrying only a suitcase and a school bag.

Bai Chou raised his hand to reach for the trolley case on the luggage rack, and familiar music came out from his trouser pocket.

"The clock that travels through time"
Start moving in the opposite direction

Go back to the time and space when I loved you

Freeze frame content is unfaithful"

The phone in his pocket suddenly started playing "The Clock in the Opposite Direction", an R&B song with a simple rhythm but oriental charm. Bai Chou had recently set it as his ringtone.

"You answer the phone first."

"Ah."

Pushing the suitcase he had just taken down to Shan Meng, Bai Chou took two steps towards his seat to make way for the aisle, then took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket.

I woke up the phone screen and was about to answer the call when I glanced down subconsciously and was suddenly stunned.

“尾号9755卡8月31日14：33收入（电汇汇入）8，165，435.80元，余额8，222，443.74元。【工商银行】”

A message from ICBC appears at the top of the notification center.

816?
Not a dream?
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Note: The world view of this book is an unknown parallel world. The launch time of some products and works is slightly different from a known time and space, and no unspeakable public health events will occur.

(End of this chapter)