My girlfriend was reborn.

Chapter 108 Do you want to kiss me?
"What a coincidence, you're out for some fresh air too?"

Zhou Heming smiled and greeted him.

Cheng Shuangjiang was still wearing her school uniform shirt and skirt from the afternoon, along with sneakers. She looked pure and aloof, with a sense of indifference and unapproachability.

Zhou Heming glanced at her wrist subconsciously, but found no trace of [Hope].

"Ah."

Cheng Shuangjiang responded, but instead of sitting down, she went to the railing next to Zhou Heming, as if looking at the bustling road outside.

"At times like these, it can be very difficult to cope."

As Zhou Heming lowered his head and sent the message, Cheng Shuangjiang spoke softly.

"Yes, although it's not that I don't feel sad, seeing everyone crying like this makes me feel out of place."

Zhou Heming expressed his agreement.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Shuangjiang glanced at Zhou Heming, hesitated, and then released her grip on the hem of her clothes, only to tighten it again.

"actually."

She stared at the road, her voice carrying a slight hint of tension.

Zhou Heming looked over.

The headlights from the cars on the road illuminated the girl's profile. She bit her lower lip and remained silent for a long time.

"Actually, you are fine as you are now, and you don't need to change yourself."

After saying that, she didn't listen to Zhou Heming's response and turned back to the door.

There, Lu Bai was already standing, unnoticed.

Cheng Shuangjiang lowered her head and hurried past her without saying a word.

Zhou Heming knew that what Cheng Shuangjiang wanted to say was probably not what she had just said.

As for what she wanted to say, the boy didn't know, and wouldn't bother to find out.

"What, you think the air conditioning in the restaurant is too cold?"

Lu Bai walked towards Zhou Heming, meeting his gaze.

She was also wearing the same school uniform shirt and skirt as Cheng Shuangjiang, except that her hair was down and she had taken off the beret she was wearing earlier and put it in her bag while eating.

"Maybe the atmosphere at the dinner table was too noisy."

Zhou Heming watched as Lu Bai pulled out a chair and sat down next to him.

The evening breeze caressed her profile, causing a few strands of hair to flutter gently.

"I was looking for you, but you weren't at the table."

Lu Bai spoke frankly.

"What, are you going back?"

Zhou Heming inquired.

"No, you see, in those campus-themed TV dramas, there's always a scene where the boy and girl who have a crush on each other take a picture together when they graduate, right? I was thinking of taking one with you."

It seems that movies and TV series are the teachers Lu Bai is most grateful to.

"You can take photos anytime you want."

Zhou Heming took out his phone.

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime photo of the two of us taken at our high school graduation banquet, it's very memorable."

Lu Bai emphasized.

"really."

Zhou Heming nodded.

"Look here."

Lu Bai immediately took out his phone and held it up.

"what?"

Zhou Heming glanced over instinctively, only to be caught on camera by Lu Bai.

"I like this."

Lu Bai waved his phone and sent the photo directly to Zhou Heming.

He clicked it and took a look.

Against the slightly dim background, Lu Bai smiled broadly, while Zhou Heming looked completely bewildered.

The two people in the photo have a striking contrast, giving off a strong sense of everyday life.

It looks like a casual selfie taken by a couple who have been dating for many years, or like a treasure secretly kept by a girl with a crush at a graduation party under the guise of stamp collecting.

as if.

The first photo of Zhou Heming and Cheng Shuangjiang together.

"My expression in this photo is so stupid. If Qiao Jinchen sees it, it will definitely become an embarrassing moment in my life."

He hesitated for a long time before muttering to himself.

"Let's take one more."

As Lu Bai spoke, he took Zhou Heming's hand and led him to the brighter area under the lights on the terrace.

"so?"

Zhou Heming looked at the phone Lu Bai was holding up and tried his best to appear natural.

"Yes, look at the camera, and then, um, no need to smile, just stay normal."

Lu Bai was directing Zhou Heming.

Subsequently.

The instant she pressed the shutter button on her phone.

Zhou Heming felt a cool sensation on his cheek, a soft touch that vanished in an instant.

Turning his head in surprise, he saw that Lu Bai had already put away his phone and suddenly turned to the darker side.

"This photo isn't very good; I'm keeping it for myself."

So she said.

Zhou Heming couldn't see her expression clearly, but he could vaguely glimpse her blushing ears through her slightly curly long hair.

"Is this also part of the scriptwriting process?"

The boy asked.

"Yes, it's part of the scriptwriting process."

The girl answered confidently.

"In that case..."

Zhou Heming rubbed his nose.

"We can go to a brighter spot and take another picture."

*
The teacher appreciation banquet didn't truly end until after 10 PM.

Many students had to rush to catch the last subway or bus, saying a hasty goodbye to their classmates.

Zhou Heming wasn't in a hurry. He helped the drunk Qiao Jinchen to the entrance of the restaurant. Xu Youyou had already hailed a ride-hailing car on her phone, ready to take him home, or to her own home.

"Then he's in your care."

Zhou Heming helped carry Qiao Jinchen into the car and waved goodbye to Xu Youyou.

Many students and their close friends were preparing for a second get-together. Some went to karaoke, some went to internet cafes. They were in twos and threes, as if they wanted to extend today into the future indefinitely, unwilling to part ways.

On the roadside, several girls embraced and wept.

Two boys sat on the stone benches, looking bewildered, as if they were drunk.

A male and a female student walked slowly along the street. They were close enough to hold hands at any moment, but they just walked side by side in silence, as if they would break the silence at any moment, or as if they would never speak.

Zhou Heming used to think that farewell was a grand ceremony, based on his reading and watching of books and movies.

There will be a warm hug, a drunken revelry, and a heartfelt goodbye.

But now he has discovered...

Most farewells in life happen quietly.

Everyone chatted casually, interacted freely, and waved to each other casually.

And some people are forever left in yesterday.

"What are you thinking about?"

Behind him, Lu Bai waved goodbye to the two girls and then came to Zhou Heming's side.

“I was thinking that what I saw in a movie before was that when saying goodbye, you should put in a little more effort, because one more word might be the last.”

Zhou Heming replied.

"Then wait for me."

Lu Bai left a sentence and then ran back to the two girls from before.

Then he gave them both a big hug.

As you can see, the two girls' eyes suddenly turned red, and they could no longer hold back their tears.

Perhaps influenced by the atmosphere, Lu Bai also started crying.

The three girls hugged each other and cried by the roadside, without saying a word, simply expressing their emotions through tears.

Zhou Heming watched them quietly from a distance.

Just then, a familiar figure passed by.

"and many more."

Zhou Heming subconsciously called out to her, and Cheng Shuangjiang, who was carrying a bag, stopped but did not turn to look at him.

"From now on, I want to live each day happily!"

The boy said, certain that even if his voice wasn't loud, his words had reached her ears.

Because Cheng Shuangjiang turned slightly and looked in this direction.

"it is good."

She answered calmly as always, paused for two seconds, and then continued.

"the same as you."

Then, Cheng Shuangjiang turned and left.

Just like that morning.

He never looked back.

"So this counts as a proper farewell."

Zhou Heming watched her retreating figure, smiled slightly, and turned around as well.

But the moment he stopped watching the departing figure, Cheng Shuangjiang, who was at the corner of the intersection, quietly turned around and saw only the boy's relieved back.

She bit her lower lip lightly, then turned and left.

As Zhou Heming walked to Lu Bai's side, he subconsciously glanced in the direction Cheng Shuangjiang had left.

There was no one there anymore.

He turned to look at Lu Bai.

They had composed themselves, and this time, it was a genuine farewell.

"We go home."

Lu Bai took the tissue Zhou Heming handed her, wiped her eyes, and then took his arm.

I don't know if there are still buses running.

Zhou Heming took out his phone to check the last bus.

"Let's take a taxi back."

Lu Bai hailed a taxi directly.

"I want to get home with you as soon as possible."

"Hmm." Zhou Heming put away his phone.

Soon, a ride-hailing car arrived at the intersection.

Zhou Heming sat on the left, and Lu Bai sat on the right, leaning against him.

Lu Bai took her hand, his slender fingers slipping between hers to intertwine with hers.

It's only a 20-minute walk from here back to Lu Bai's house, but Lu Bai seemed a little tired and soon closed his eyes, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

Zhou Heming glanced at the sleeping girl on his shoulder, then spoke softly.

"master."

He said to the driver.

"Trouble, drive slower."

The driver glanced at the young couple in the rearview mirror, a smile playing on his lips, and slowed down.

It was already eleven o'clock when I got to the apartment building.

The mall was closed, and all was quiet.

Zhou Heming woke Lu Bai up and helped her out of the car, as she was still a little sleepy.

"Go take a shower first, I'll take a nap."

Back home, Lu Bai waved goodbye, seemingly still wanting to take a nap, and sprawled on the sofa in a relaxed, sprawling position.

"Ah."

Zhou Heming turned on the air conditioner, got a blanket for Lu Bai to cover himself with, and then took a change of clothes and went into the bathroom.

After changing into short-sleeved pajamas, Zhou Heming saw Lu Bai lying on the sofa with his legs bent, a blanket covering his stomach, looking at his phone.

"Awake?"

Zhou Heming took out a hairdryer, sat on the other end of the sofa, and dried his hair.

"Hmm, let's see what the arrangements are for the next few days."

Lu Bai nodded, her legs, clad in light pink socks, stretched out and brushed against Zhou Heming's thigh. She then tickled him with her toes.

"Any other arrangements?"

Zhou Heming glanced at Lu Bai's feet; the short socks didn't cover her ankles, and above that were the girl's fair and slender calves.

Unlike Cheng Shuangjiang's delicate and frail appearance, Lu Bai was clearly trained, maintaining a slender figure while also possessing a healthy, fleshy physique.

"Yes, there's a performance training class in Jiangcheng that's for art students and working professionals."

Lu Bai responded casually.

“My previous drama, the one where I played a pianist, was unexpectedly quite popular, so some acquaintances asked me to help them make an appearance at an acting training class to support them.”

"Like an outstanding graduate or something?"

Zhou Heming drew an analogy.

"Hmm, about right. It should be the day after tomorrow. It'll be just one day. Will you come with me?"

Lu Bai stretched and straightened his legs, placing them directly on Zhou Heming's thighs.

"Okay, I'm also quite curious about how acting training classes are taught."

He looked at Lu Bai's feet, which were casually draped over his lap, and subconsciously reached out and took off one of her socks.

"Hey, what are you doing! I haven't washed yet."

Lu Bai suddenly sat up, his face flushed, and pulled back his feet, which were only wearing one sock.

"Oh, I thought you must have walked quite a long time today, so I'll give you a massage."

Zhou Heming answered matter-of-factly, still holding the small sock in his hand.

"It's okay, I don't mind it."

Is this something to be ashamed of?

Lu Bai blushed and asked back, "She was the one who stuck out her foot just now, but now I'm the one who's embarrassed."

Zhou Heming found her hilariously failed attempt at stealing a chicken and ended up losing the rice instead quite adorable.

Lu Bai remained silent for a moment, his face flushed with embarrassment, before slowly asking the question.

"...You used to massage Cheng Shuangjiang often?"

"Not really."

Zhou Heming recalled that, apart from hugging and the subsequent kiss, there really wasn't much physical contact between him and Cheng Shuangjiang.

"However, my dad used to massage my mom a lot."

Upon hearing Zhou Heming's words, Lu Bai smiled.

"Hehe, so I'm the first girl you've ever massaged your feet?"

"Probably. I might have massaged a child who twisted their ankle when I was little, but I don't remember very clearly."

Zhou Heming recalled for a moment.

"I don't care, I'm the first one."

Lu Bai put on his slippers and got up.

"I'm going to take a shower. Get ready."

Let's prepare and say yes.

Those who know, know; those who don't, really have no idea what to do.

Zhou Heming watched Lu Bai run into the bathroom with his pajamas, chuckled, washed his hands at the kitchen sink, and then picked up his phone.

The class group chat was buzzing with excitement, and someone even posted photos of the second reunion.

Xu Youyou sent a message saying that she had taken Qiao Jinchen home, but because it was too late, Qiao Jinchen's mother asked her to stay and sleep in the guest room.

He opened Cheng Shuangjiang's chat window.

The phrase "I'll wait for you" still lingers from the day before the college entrance exam.

Zhou Heming closed QQ, opened the Jiuri Video Network APP, and searched for methods of massaging and pressing feet.

Although he had seen his family members do it before, he was only in elementary or middle school at the time, so copying them was hard to say whether it relieved fatigue or aggravated the injury.

"No, why are they all borderline cases?!"

Zhou Heming discovered that there were very few legitimate teaching method videos, but instead, a large number of videos with unique and borderline content were being pushed out.

"What are you looking at?"

Lu Bai's voice came through, startling Zhou Heming so much that he immediately put his phone back on the home screen.

"Looking for massage videos."

"Hmm~"

Lu Bai gave a flippant smile.

She was wearing a short-sleeved pajama top and shorts with a cute cat pattern, and her hair was simply tied up with a hair tie, as if she was full of youthful energy.

With a thud, she sat down on the sofa, lifting her legs with a snap. Lu Bai grabbed two tissues, carefully wiped the water off them, and then gracefully placed them on Zhou Heming's lap.

"Isn't this position uncomfortable for you?"

Zhou Heming looked at Lu Bai, who had sat up.

"Hmm, then I'll lie down."

Lu Bai paused, no longer as at ease as before, and lay down as before, picked up his phone, seemingly watching videos, but also seemingly not looking at the phone at all.

Zhou Heming looked at Lu Bai's feet in front of him.

Unlike Cheng Shuangjiang, whose slender figure revealed visible veins and blood vessels, Lu Bai was slightly fleshy, with long, slender toes, translucent nails, and a beautiful shape.

Unlike many fashion-conscious girls who wear flashy nail polish, she kept her nails in their natural color.

Banishing the thoughts of prison guards, food-grade items, and lunchboxes that he had just seen in the videos, Zhou Heming gently placed his hand on her ankle.

"Ah."

As Zhou Heming moved, Lu Bai let out a low groan.

"If you do this, people will think we're doing something bad."

The boy stopped what he was doing.

"It hurts a little."

Lu Bai's voice even became a little softer.

"Then I'll be gentle."

"No need, just use this much force. It's only effective if it hurts."

Lu Bai persisted.

"That's what you said."

Zhou Heming continued with his actions.

Lu Bai couldn't help but cover his mouth with the back of his hand, suppressing any sound, his eyes fixed on his phone, seemingly unconcerned.

"You're holding your phone upside down."

The boy reminded him.

"Huh? Oh, I just came across a video about treating cervical spondylosis!"

Lu Bai quickly straightened his phone.

Zhou Heming's fingertips caressed the soles of her feet, causing Lu Bai's body to tremble suddenly.

"itch!"

She put down her phone and accused him.

"Oh."

Zhou Heming scratched again.

"Zhou Heming, how could you be so mean!"

Lu Bai tried to pull his foot away, but Zhou Heming grabbed it and intensified his grip.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Lu Bai sat up like Zhao Min begging Zhang Wuji for mercy, demonstrating his excellent flexibility while poking Zhou Heming's waist with his finger.

"You sneak attack!"

Zhou Heming was hit where it hurt, and his body trembled as he released Lu Bai's foot.

"I'm just that kind of woman who doesn't care about martial ethics, hehe!"

Lu Bai pinched Zhou Heming's waist, causing the boy to instinctively dodge.

Not to be outdone, Zhou Heming grabbed Lu Bai's hand. The girl tried to struggle to break free, but Zhou Heming held her firmly, causing her to fall backward.

Snapped--

Zhou Heming then pressed down on Lu Bai, placing Lu Bai's hands on top of her head. Their legs were intertwined, their thighs rubbing together, their bodies pressed tightly together, their noses almost touching.

The two were slightly out of breath from their earlier playful fight, their warm breaths mingling, and an ambiguous silence fell over the living room.

Lu Bai looked at herself reflected in Zhou Heming's eyes, her cheeks flushed, and she breathed slightly, looking shy and charming.

Zhou Heming gazed at his own reflection in the beautiful young girl's moist eyes.

Those soft, pale cherry-colored lips, so alluring they seemed to tempt one to pluck, savor, and plunder.

This was an ordinary night after the college entrance examination.

The air conditioner worked diligently, emitting a hissing sound.

As the boy and girl played, they accidentally grew closer, and within arm's reach, they glimpsed a corner of their vibrant emotions.

At such a golden moment, people usually want to make the impression even more profound.

Right now, it seems there is one best option.

then.

Lu Bai's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she whispered something.

Do you want to kiss me?

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