My girlfriend was reborn.

Chapter 105 Why would I have such a dream?
This was probably the first time Lu Bai's living room had been so lively.

The television was broadcasting news about the weather in Jiangcheng. The urban area was relatively better, but some villages in the suburbs had been flooded. Fortunately, the rescue efforts were timely, and the villagers were all evacuated to safe places.

Looking at the flood victims standing on the rooftops to escape the flood, Zhou Heming glanced at Cheng Shuangjiang beside him. She was focused on watching the news and didn't say a word.

It was only five o'clock, but it was already completely dark outside. Lu Bai's apartment was on a very high floor with a wide view overlooking the city.

At this moment, dark clouds loomed, with only the bright lightning hidden above the clouds, like part of the body of some enormous creature, giving people a sense of awe and fear.

The occasional low rumbles of thunder, though not like the deafening roar of lightning, sounded more like an approaching danger, sending chills down one's spine.

Zhou Heming was busy in Lu Bai's kitchen, chopping the side dishes.

Lu Bai sat on the sofa, absent-minded, somewhat worried about the thunder outside.

"Do you need help?"

Cheng Shuangjiang stood up and came to stand behind Zhou Heming.

"Hmm, then could you help me wash the pea shoots?"

Zhou Heming pointed to the sink on one side, where a basin of green vegetables was placed.

"Pea shoots?"

Cheng Shuangjiang looked at the vegetables she had never seen before, picked them up and examined them.

"This is a popular dish in Sichuan. I bought it at the market a couple of days ago before the heavy rain started. It's the same market we saw before."

Zhou Heming explained without turning his head.

Cheng Shuangjiang glanced at Lu Bai, then carefully began washing the pea shoots.

The two worked in the kitchen, each doing their own thing without needing to say much, their teamwork was seamless.

Seeing this, Lu Bai couldn't help but speak up.

"When we do this, it feels like everything has gone back to the way it was before."

Zhou Heming and Cheng Shuangjiang's movements suddenly froze.

The boy turned to look at Cheng Shuangjiang, who was blanching pork ribs beside him. She stared at the pot that was not yet boiling, without saying a word.

He turned his head to focus on chopping vegetables, unaware that the girl had also glanced in his direction when he turned back.

Soon, before six o'clock, the dinner dishes were served.

Braised pork ribs with potatoes, stir-fried dried tofu with cured pork, steamed shrimp with egg, and stir-fried pea shoots.

Considering tomorrow's exam and Cheng Shuangjiang's taste, Zhou Heming didn't cook anything too spicy.

Cheng Shuangjiang and Lu Bai sat on the sofa, while Zhou Heming moved a sofa stool to sit to the side. The three of them watched TV and ate their meal.

"The rain will get heavier tonight, so it's good that I came out early. Then tomorrow it should only be moderate rain."

Watching the news on TV, Zhou Heming checked the weather forecast for tomorrow again.

Because the city is built along the Lingjiang River, Jiangcheng experiences flooding to some extent every year around this time. However, no one expected the rain to be so heavy this year. For this year's test takers, this heavy rain may become a memory they will cherish for a lifetime.

"This potato is delicious, soft and flavorful. Cheng Shuangjiang, you should try it too."

Lu Bai casually picked up a piece of potato and put it into Cheng Shuangjiang's bowl.

Cheng Shuangjiang put the potato into her mouth.

It was indeed delicious.

"Has his cooking improved again? Hehe."

Lu Bai said as if showing off, scooping a spoonful of steamed egg from the large bowl and mixing it with rice.

Cheng Shuangjiang glanced at Zhou Heming, who was checking the weather, and then nodded almost imperceptibly.

"The ribs are good, these are spare ribs, the most expensive part, even more expensive than beef."

Zhou Heming turned his head, picked up a piece of pea shoots with his chopsticks and put it in his own bowl, while recommending it.

"Cheng Shuangjiang, try the pea shoots. They have a unique flavor, but they're delicious."

"it is good."

Cheng Shuangjiang tentatively picked up a pea shoot, smelled it, and ate it.

She frowned slightly at first, but after chewing carefully, she swallowed what was in her mouth.

"It has a lot of flavor."

She gave an evaluation that may or may not be indicative of high emotional intelligence.

In Zhou Heming's words, pea shoots have a vegetable flavor, more like grass, which seems somewhat similar to garland chrysanthemum and cilantro.

Considering that people in Sichuan love spicy food, this fragrant vegetable is probably suitable for cutting through the greasiness and spiciness.

This was clearly too much for Cheng Shuangjiang.

Zhou Heming noticed that she never picked up pea shoots again after that.

After dinner, Zhou Heming washed the dishes and returned to the living room, where he discovered another problem.

How to sleep.

Well known.

There is only one bed in Lu Bai's house, which is enough for two people to sleep in.

All that's left is the sofa.

"I'll sleep on the sofa."

Zhou Heming pointed to the sofa where the two of them were sitting.

"You and Cheng Shuangjiang will sleep in the same bed."

"No problem, but I'm worried that if I move around at night and accidentally wake Cheng Shuangjiang up by using her as a pillow, that wouldn't be good."

Lu Bai glanced at Cheng Shuangjiang.

"You two used to sleep in the same bed?"

Cheng Shuangjiang looked at Zhou Heming, then at the bed, and finally couldn't help but ask a question.

"It's simply about sleeping in the same bed, and..."

Just like you were back then.

Zhou Heming didn't finish his sentence.

"Because I always need to hug something when I sleep. Before it was a pillow, but now it's Zhou Heming, and I sleep even better."

Lu Bai chuckled and spoke frankly while taking Zhou Heming's arm.

Cheng Shuangjiang pinched the hem of her dress, then loosened it, and then pinched it again.

"I'll sleep on the sofa."

After a moment of silence, she said this.

"No."

Zhou Heming immediately refused.

"If you don't get enough rest while sleeping on the sofa, it will affect your performance on the exam."

"Aren't you the same?"

Cheng Shuangjiang spoke coldly, her tone seemingly containing a sense of condemnation and questioning.

It was a rare sight for Zhou Heming to hear such an emotional tone from the eighteen-year-old.

"Hey, you two need to rest well before your exams. How about this, I'll make a small sacrifice: I'll sleep on the sofa, and you two can sleep in the bed."

Lu Bai suddenly said.

"Anyway, I don't need to get a high score, and you two used to sleep in the same bed a lot when you were together, right? Zhou Heming is very familiar with how to sleep with girls."

"?"

A question mark appeared above Zhou Heming's head.

How did I become familiar with it?

Cheng Shuangjiang was completely stunned, as if her brain had crashed, remaining motionless and her eyes losing their luster.

"What are you saying? That's inappropriate."

Zhou Heming immediately refused.

"Not suitable."

Cheng Shuangjiang spoke softly, as if repeating Zhou Heming's words.

"Well, it was just a sudden inspiration."

Lu Bai did not persist.

"I'll sleep on the sofa, and you two will sleep in the bed. That's settled."

Zhou Heming made the final decision.

The exam was the next day, so the three of them took turns washing up and getting ready. Around 11 o'clock, they prepared to turn off the lights and rest.

Naturally, Zhou Heming will sit on the sofa, while Lu Bai and Cheng Shuangjiang will sleep on the bed.

To avoid disturbing the neighbors in the middle of the night, Lu Bai picked up her shark plush toy again.

"The alarm is set, goodnight."

Zhou Heming turned off the last light.

Outside, the wind and rain raged, as if the Dragon King was about to unleash his full power on the last night before the college entrance examination.

The lightning flashed so brightly it illuminated the entire bedroom, even through the curtains, followed by a deafening clap of thunder.

While worrying about whether the subway would also be suspended tomorrow, Zhou Heming glanced at the open sliding door of the bedroom, wondering if Lu Bai would be able to get a good night's sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, just as Zhou Heming was half asleep, disturbed by the sound of rain and thunder outside, he seemed to see a figure get off the bed in the bedroom and walk towards him.

"Are you asleep?"

She crouched beside the sofa, making soft sounds.

It's Lu Bai.

"Can't you sleep?"

Zhou Heming regained some consciousness, and with the help of the lightning, he was able to see Lu Bai's uneasy expression.

"Ah."

She nodded.

Zhou Heming thought for a moment, then lifted the thin blanket covering him.

Lu Bai didn't say anything, but snuggled into his arms. The sofa was cramped, so the two of them had to press tightly together, their chests, arms, stomachs, thighs, and ankles touching each other, the sensations of their bodies clearly present in their minds.

Zhou Heming reached out and put his arm around Lu Bai's waist to prevent her from falling.

Lu Bai wrapped her arms around his body and her knees around his.

"That way you won't be afraid."

Zhou Heming looked down and saw Lu Bai burying her face in his neck. Her soft, pale cherry-colored lips gently brushed against his neck, and her warm breath felt especially comforting in the stormy night.

A clap of thunder sounded, and Lu Bai gripped Zhou Heming tightly, embracing the boy as if trying to become one with him, pressing his body as close to his embrace as possible.

Zhou Heming gently stroked Lu Bai's back, and smelled the scent of Lu Bai's citrus-scented shampoo.

Perhaps feeling truly at ease in Zhou Heming's arms, Lu Bai's breathing quickly slowed, and he seemed to fall into a deep sleep, no longer worried about the thunder rumbling outside.

Zhou Heming's consciousness gradually became blurred.

but.

Just as he was about to fall asleep, he saw...

Another figure got up on the bed in the bedroom.

She looked around somewhat bewildered, then put on her slippers and went to the living room, standing at one end of the sofa, looking down at Zhou Heming and Lu Bai.

A bolt of lightning struck, illuminating Cheng Shuangjiang's somewhat complicated expression.

To be honest, it's a bit scary.

"Why aren't you sleeping yet?"

Zhou Heming asked in a whisper.

"you."

Seeing that Zhou Heming's eyes were still open, she lowered her voice and said.

"You guys go to bed."

Just as Zhou Heming was about to refuse, Cheng Shuangjiang continued to speak.

"I also sleep in bed, and I can sleep comfortably."

"?"

Zhou Heming was completely baffled.

After looking at him for a moment, Cheng Shuangjiang turned her face away.

"I can't sleep even when it's thundering."

Leave this sentence behind.

Zhou Heming couldn't see the expression on her face.

"bring it on."

Cheng Shuangjiang squeezed Zhou Heming's blanket.

Hesitantly nodded, then gently rose slightly, reached under Lu Bai's knees, and lifted him up.

Lu Bai, who was fast asleep, unconsciously put his arm around Zhou Heming's neck and was carried to the bed by him.

Cheng Shuangjiang followed suit and slept in the innermost spot.

"You sleep in the middle."

She said.

Zhou Heming put Lu Bai down and then lay down.

On the right is Cheng Shuangjiang, and on the left is Lu Bai.

Neither of them were her lovers, but they were both close to her.

Because it was just a regular 1.5-meter double bed, even though the two girls were slender, it was still a bit crowded for the three of them to sleep together. Zhou Heming could clearly feel the familiar softness of Cheng Shuangjiang's arm touching his own on the right.

A clap of thunder sounded, and Lu Bai instinctively turned to the side and hugged Zhou Heming's arm, snuggling into his embrace.

The boy reached through the gap between her neck and the pillow and pulled Lu Bai into his arms.

then.

Just as he was about to turn to the side, away from Cheng Shuangjiang, to make some space on the bed.

Zhou Heming's little finger was grabbed.

"."

He turned his head with a bit of surprise and saw that Cheng Shuangjiang had turned to face him and was staring at him with clear eyes.

The rough hands, hardened by past injuries, gently grasped Zhou Heming's fingers, like a sensible child afraid of being abandoned but not daring to loudly proclaim their pleas.

"You sleep on your own."

Cheng Shuangjiang's cold voice came through, and apart from her eyes, Zhou Heming couldn't see what her expression was.

"Ok."

Zhou Heming thought that the Dragon King had probably sprayed too much water tonight, causing everyone to have a collective hallucination.

The two most beautiful and talented senior students of Jiangcheng High School are lying in the same bed with me, a nobody with no presence. How could I have such a dream?

It must be from eating too many mushrooms.

He closed his eyes, feeling the touch of Lu Bai's body and the strength of Cheng Shuangjiang's fingers.

The sound of rain outside the window continued, but it had become white noise.

He was finally able to fall into a deep sleep.

the next day.

When Zhou Heming woke up, he felt a tightness in his chest.

Lu Bai leaned half her body on him, wrapped her arms around his waist, and wrapped her legs around him, treating Zhou Heming like a shark toy.

As for Cheng Shuangjiang, she was no longer in bed.

Zhou Heming caught a glimpse of Cheng Shuangjiang, dressed in pajamas, sitting on the living room sofa, holding a booklet of Chinese language recitation passages in her hand, and reciting them intently and seriously.

He reached under his pillow with his free right hand and found that it was only 6:30.

There was a faint taste of toothpaste in his mouth. Zhou Heming thought to himself that he should have rinsed his mouth thoroughly when he brushed his teeth last night.

I glanced at the weather forecast; it's raining moderately.

The sound of rain outside the window has indeed subsided.

"you're awake."

Cheng Shuangjiang noticed the commotion, put down the booklet, and said softly.

"Did you sleep well last night?"

Seeing that Lu Bai was still fast asleep, Zhou Heming slowly slipped out of her grasp, climbed off the bed, gently closed the sliding door of the bedroom, and sat down at the other end of the sofa.

"Fortunately."

Cheng Shuangjiang lowered her gaze and continued looking at the booklet in her hand, but her lips no longer murmured, and her eyes no longer fell on the ancient poems.

"Judging by the rain, I should be able to go home and sleep tonight."

Zhou Heming scratched his head.

".Um."

Cheng Shuangjiang nodded slightly, and at the same time, unconsciously rubbed her lips with the back of her hand, as if she was wiping something.

Unaware of her movements, Zhou Heming got up and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth.

He saw Cheng Shuangjiang's toothbrush and cup on the sink, indicating that she had already finished washing up in the morning.

only.

"Ok?"

Zhou Heming and Lu Bai both have the same toothbrush and cup, only the colors are different. They bought them at the supermarket downstairs at Lu Bai's request.

Originally, the two should have been placed side by side.

But now, between the two cups, lies Cheng Shuangjiang's toothbrush and cup.

Zhou Heming glanced back at Cheng Shuangjiang on the sofa, but didn't say anything, silently brushing his teeth and washing his face.

Then, he placed his own cup and toothbrush on the other side, next to Lu Bai's cup.

Return to the living room.

Zhou Heming also took out a booklet to review.

Although he was pretty much guaranteed a spot in the Chinese exam, since the college entrance exam was coming up, he had to give them some credit.

However, he felt a poke on his shoulder as soon as he finished reading the first sentence.

Turning her head, Cheng Shuangjiang sat down in the seat next to him.

"how?"

"Hand out."

"High-class beauty" said calmly.

Zhou Heming reached out his hand, bewildered.

Cheng Shuangjiang gently took his hand and turned it over so that his palm was facing up.

Then, silently, with her scarred fingers, she wrote a character on his palm, and then gently pushed his five fingers together, firmly grasping the illusory character.

"Lucky charm".

Cheng Shuangjiang said in a deep voice.

Zhou Heming stared blankly at Cheng Shuangjiang. For a moment, he seemed to return to the time a few months ago when he truly connected with the girl in front of him.

Cheng Shuangjiang looked up and gazed at herself reflected in Zhou Heming's eyes.

That was Cheng Shuangjiang, reborn.

"that's it."

The girl's expression darkened, and she immediately let go of Zhou Heming's hand, returning to the other end of the sofa.

It's as if nothing happened.

Only the fingers, slightly white from gripping the booklet tightly, still retained the warm touch of the boy's palm.

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