My girlfriend was reborn.

Chapter 119 She is herself, Cheng Shuangjiang is Cheng Shuangjiang

For a while.

Zhou Heming thought he had misread it.

The person in front of her might be a girl who looks a lot like her.

But the face etched deep in my memory is exactly the same as the one I'm looking at now.

He thought he would never see this girl again, but now, the unexpected reunion caught Zhou Heming off guard, and he didn't know how to face her.

Lu Bai noticed that Zhou Heming was motionless beside him, and turned around somewhat blankly. When he saw Cheng Shuangjiang, he was also a little surprised.

"Cheng Shuangjiang, what brings you to Sichuan?"

Her reaction was obviously much faster than Zhou Heming's. She walked over and glanced at Cheng Shuangjiang's schoolbag and suitcase.

The amount of luggage suggests a long-term stay.

"I'm going to stay at my relatives' house for a while."

Cheng Shuangjiang glanced at Lu Bai, then at Zhou Heming, her gaze fleetingly lingering on the emerald enamel ring on his right middle finger before she answered coldly.

"Oh, so you have relatives in Chengdu? Why didn't you say so sooner?"

Lu Bai said leisurely, then came back, dragged his suitcase, and extended a warm invitation.

"We're heading to the city center now. Do you want to take the subway together? Or will your relatives pick you up?"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Shuangjiang squeezed the plastic handle of her suitcase and then nodded silently.

"subway."

She spoke in a low voice, sparing with words.

"Let's go then. Do you need help with the luggage?"

Lu Bai glanced at Cheng Shuangjiang's arms, which were covered by a long-sleeved knitted cardigan.

"Need not."

Cheng Shuangjiang shook her head in refusal and pushed the four-wheeled suitcase with some difficulty.

Lu Bai glanced at Zhou Heming.

"What are you standing there for? Help out!"

I poked the soft flesh on his waist.

"Oh."

Zhou Heming snapped out of his daze, went to Cheng Shuangjiang's side, and grabbed the handle of her suitcase.

"Need not."

Cheng Shuangjiang persisted, her gaze not fixed on Zhou Heming, but on the ground in front of her.

"You're welcome."

Zhou Heming grabbed the suitcase directly. If someone who didn't know the situation saw this, they would probably think it was a boyfriend and his girlfriend having a tiff.

He carried a bag on his back and pushed two suitcases with both hands. After taking a few steps, he found that Cheng Shuangjiang was still in the same place.

"Let's go."

Cheng Shuangjiang pursed her lips and followed with small steps.

There was still some distance between the baggage carousel and the subway station. Lu Bai chattered on, introducing all kinds of delicious food in Sichuan, completely unaware that Zhou Heming had been here when he was a child and was practically a Sichuan native.

While silently noting down the food and tourist attractions that Lu Bai mentioned, Zhou Heming glanced at Cheng Shuangjiang beside him.

She was holding her phone, seemingly texting someone.

They might be relatives.

However, Zhou Heming pondered that Cheng Shuangjiang had never mentioned having any relatives in Sichuan. Her only relative in her previous generation was Cheng Lingjun. If she were to find other relatives, they would probably be her brothers and sisters from her grandfather's lineage. Considering that her grandfather had left his hometown to develop the Third Front, those distant relatives should still be in Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces. How did they end up in Sichuan?
The airport is the starting point of the subway; as long as you wait patiently, you will get a seat.

The subway trains departing from here don't have the two rows of facing seats they usually sit on in Jiangcheng. Instead, they're arranged like a bus with rows of seats, perhaps because most people here have to travel for a long time.

The three of them sat in three seats in the same row closest to the door.

Cheng Shuangjiang sat by the window, Zhou Heming was in the middle, and Lu Bai leaned against the wall with his suitcase in front of him.

Which stop are you going to take later?

Lu Bai glanced at the subway map and casually asked.

"My relative has something to do and will pick me up tomorrow."

Cheng Shuangjiang turned her gaze to the window, making it impossible to see the expression on her face.

"Let's find a place to stay tonight."

"Sigh, this relative isn't very reliable."

Lu Bai casually peeked out and said, "After thinking for a moment, she spoke."

"How about you stay at the same hotel as us? The production crew has already booked it, so I'll ask if we can book another one."

"?"

Zhou Heming glanced at Lu Bai, unsure whether she was being kind-hearted or had other plans.

However, if Cheng Shuangjiang really needs to find a place to stay for one night, then it would be nice to stay with them. The hotel is in the city center and it's very convenient to get to Rongcheng East Railway Station.

He looked at Cheng Shuangjiang.

The girl squeezed the handle of the suitcase and nodded.

"Then, thank you for your help."

"okay."

Lu Bai immediately sent a message, typing out a string of words.

The view outside the window is expansive, with vast fields and distant mountains in sight. It is said that on clear days in Chengdu, you can see snow-capped mountains, which shows that the terrain of Sichuan is somewhat undulating, unlike the flat plains of Jiangcheng.

Zhou Heming shifted his gaze from the lush green paddy fields to the girl looking out the window. He noticed that Cheng Shuangjiang's hair seemed to have been cut a tiny bit shorter, maybe less than three centimeters. Her ponytail was still neatly styled, showing her meticulousness.

The long-sleeved cardigan she was wearing was the one Zhou Heming had seen before, but the floral dress was the first time he had ever seen it. After all, it was a summer outfit, and she usually wore a school uniform when she was in school.

This was the first time Zhou Heming had seen Cheng Shuangjiang wearing sandals. The white flat sandals showed off her fair insteps with visible blue veins and her rounded toes with light pink toenails, reminding him of the girl who sat next to him on a September night, wearing slippers, short-sleeved pajamas, and shorts.

"Okay, I've booked a double room, is that alright?"

Lu Bai's voice came, and Cheng Shuangjiang turned her head, only to meet Zhou Heming's gaze.

She glanced at her reflection in those pupils for only a moment before looking away and nodding.

"Thank you, I'll transfer the money to you."

"Let's talk about it when we get there, hehe. I never expected to run into you again. What a coincidence."

Lu Bai put away his phone, then casually linked arms with Zhou Heming, chuckling.

"Ah."

Cheng Shuangjiang glanced at Zhou Heming's arm and nodded almost imperceptibly.

"Where in Chengdu is your relative? If they live in the city, they might be able to come visit our film crew, even though most of my scenes will be in Heming Township."

Lu Bai chattered on and on.

"In the countryside."

Cheng Shuangjiang didn't say it very clearly, which usually means she's not too keen on telling you the specific location.

"Oh, it's okay. We'll be staying for two weeks, so we'll have plenty of time to hang out together."

Lu Bai didn't inquire further. Instead, she promoted to Zhou Heming a hole-in-the-wall restaurant in the neighborhood that served steamed pork intestines and a bowl of pea noodles near the hotel, which she highly recommended. She also warmly invited Cheng Shuangjiang to try it the next morning.

The subway ride of more than an hour was almost as long as the time they spent on the plane.

Upon arrival at the station, Zhou Heming casually picked up Cheng Shuangjiang's suitcase and got off the subway.

A wave of heat suddenly swept over them.

Thinking about it carefully, they had been in air-conditioned places since they arrived at the airport, and only now did they truly feel the humid heat of Sichuan.

The humidity and sweltering heat, similar to Ningjiang, the noisy cicadas, and the shouts in Sichuan dialect echoing in the air gave Zhou Heming the illusion of being in a foreign land.

They followed the map for a while and soon found the chain hotel.

Because the opening ceremony is tomorrow afternoon, and there are many scenes set in Chengdu, the production team booked this place for the actors.

It's peak tourist season now, and this hotel is located in the city center, making it a good value for money accommodation, so it's already fully booked.

Some people won't arrive until tomorrow morning and won't be staying here tonight. Just in case, the crew booked extra rooms as backups. Otherwise, it wouldn't be appropriate for the actors and crew members to arrive tomorrow morning with their luggage and nowhere to stay.

After all, this is a legitimate web series with real investment, which is different from those short drama production teams that have to provide their own costumes.

That's why an extra room was provided for Cheng Shuangjiang.

"They should all be in their rooms. Let's check in first."

Lu Bai went to the front desk and handed over her and Zhou Heming's ID cards.

“Cheng Shuangjiang, and yours too.”

Cheng Shuangjiang silently handed over her ID card.

"Two double rooms, which we had booked before."

Lu Bai said to the receptionist.

The receptionist took the three ID cards, looked at the three people, and asked them a question in Mandarin with a slight Sichuan accent.

"Is it two ladies sharing a room, and this gentleman having a room to himself?"

The production team only booked rooms, without specifying any particular people.

“It’s me and him in one room, she’s in a separate room.” Lu Bai pointed to Zhou Heming, then to Cheng Shuangjiang.

"Oh!"

The receptionist nodded emphatically and asked the three of them to scan the QR code with WeChat to fill out the check-in registration.

Cheng Shuangjiang glanced at Zhou Heming and silently scanned the QR code.

Check-in went very smoothly.

Their rooms were on the seventh floor, 707 and 709, two double rooms side by side.

"We're number 707, which happens to be our birthday number. How lucky!"

Lu Bai looked at the doorplate and said happily.

Cheng Shuangjiang glanced at the two of them and swiped her card to open the door to her room, 709.

"By the way, Cheng Shuangjiang, what are you planning to eat tonight? If you don't have any plans, why don't you eat with us later? We can take advantage of the crew's budget, it's free money."

Lu Bai called out to Cheng Shuangjiang before she entered the room.

Cheng Shuangjiang stopped in her tracks, but did not immediately agree, seemingly deep in thought.

"go together."

Zhou Heming spoke up at this moment.

".What time is it?"

Cheng Shuangjiang glanced over with her indifferent eyes.

"Around 7 o'clock? The nightlife in Sichuan is quite vibrant. I wonder if we'll be eating grilled fish or barbecue, it might be a bit spicy."

Lu Bai glanced at his phone.

"Okay, send me a message."

Cheng Shuangjiang nodded, remained silent for a moment, and then continued.

"thank you all."

"It's okay. It's more lively with more people. If there are only four or five people, we won't be able to order any barbecue dishes."

Lu Bai said very generously.

"We'll call you by phone later, so don't fall asleep."

After saying that, Lu Bai pulled Zhou Heming into the house.

Cheng Shuangjiang stood at the door of room 709 for a while, looking at the door of room 707, before slowly pushing her suitcase back to her room.

Click——

The door closed slowly, making a dull thud.

There was a knock at the door next door, but Zhou Heming had no time to pay attention, because the moment he entered, Lu Bai hugged him.

With his back against the door, all sound was taken away by Lu Bai, who stood on tiptoe, until both of them were a little out of breath.

Why are you suddenly being so clingy?

Zhou Heming then inserted the room card into the slot on the wall, and the entire room immediately brightened up, and the air conditioner started to work normally.

"Don't you like it?"

Lu Bai said in a coquettish tone, then walked to the bed and plopped down on it.

"like."

Zhou Heming responded, but instead of lying down, he pushed their suitcases aside and placed his backpack on the chair.

The bathroom here has solid walls and a proper door; chain hotels are indeed reputable.

He turned around and saw Lu Bai looking at his phone.

"You wouldn't happen to want to show off our relationship in front of Cheng Shuangjiang because you ran into her, would you?"

Zhou Heming said in a half-joking tone.

"If I were really that kind of person, I would have kissed you right there at the door."

Lu Bai scoffed, feeling that Zhou Heming was judging Lu Bai by his own narrow-minded standards.

"That's true."

Zhou Heming nodded.

"But that's not wrong either."

Just as Zhou Heming was about to take some things out of his bag, Lu Bai sat up from the bed.

"After all, I've been fed so much dog food by you two before, I have to get my revenge."

She spoke as if gritting her teeth, and patted her fair and firm thighs, making a crisp sound.

"She is her, and Cheng Shuangjiang is Cheng Shuangjiang. Let it be. Cheng Shuangjiang probably won't mind."

Zhou Heming rubbed his forehead, suppressing the urge to explain.

The relationship between the three of them is far more complex than a typical love triangle.

"Director Lu said that if we get there, we can go to room 606 to find him."

Lu Bai stood up.

"Now?"

Zhou Heming's heart skipped a beat.

There was a sense of unease about going to the college entrance exam without having reviewed the material.

"Yeah, it's okay. If it really doesn't work out, just think of it as meeting the parents in advance. Director Lu is practically my parent too."

Lu Bai said it was no big deal.

"Won't you make me even more nervous by saying that?"

Originally, it was just an audition, but after Lu Bai's gesture, Zhou Heming became extremely nervous.

"Then just treat it like an audition. How about that? Once you've downgraded it from meeting the parents to an audition, isn't it a lot easier?"

Lu Bai squeezed Zhou Heming's palm.

"So that's how it was done? That's amazing."

Zhou Heming read it aloud.

"Alright, let's go downstairs. We'll come back and call Cheng Shuangjiang later."

Lu Bai took his hand and pulled out the room key.

The two arrived at the door of room 606 and knocked.

The door was quickly opened, and a woman with smooth black hair tied up at the back of her head appeared behind it.

"Is this Xiaobai, and this is Zhou Heming?"

She spoke in a gentle voice.

"Sister Amber, it's been a long time!"

Lu Bai immediately picked him up.

She was a little taller than the other person, like an older student hugging a younger student.

Zhou Heming looked at the other person and suddenly felt that he looked a little familiar.

Searching his memory, he realized that this woman seemed to be one of the couple he and the reborn Cheng Shuangjiang had encountered in the cafeteria when they went to Ningjiang University for their entrance exams.

At the time, Zhou Heming thought it was some kind of May-December romance where an adult working-class man seduced an innocent college student. Now it seems that this woman is more or less a working adult.
"Hello."

Zhou Heming greeted him.

The woman called Sister Amber nodded to Zhou Heming, her gaze lingering on him for a moment, perhaps also recalling that scene in the cafeteria.

"Please come in, they are waiting."

She let the two of them in.

This is a more spacious double room, with the usual furnishings, a desk with a paperweight, and a corresponding chair.

Behind the desk sat a middle-aged man wearing a deerstalker hat and a dark shirt, even in this weather, but with somewhat unkempt hair and beard. On the bed next to him sat a younger man who looked like a movie star.

If Zhou Heming remembered correctly, the man wearing the deerstalker hat was the proctor for the written exam of the previous orientation test, and the man next to him was the one he had met in the cafeteria.

"Director Lu, let me introduce you. This is Zhou Heming."

Lu Bai pulled Zhou Heming to the front and pointed at the two of them.

"This is Professor Cui Ming. He is a professor of drama literature at Ningjiang University and the chief screenwriter of this play."

The middle-aged man wearing a deerstalker hat nodded.

"This is the director of this drama, Lu Ban, who is also my distant uncle. He has been taking care of me all these years."

The young man stood up and extended his hand to Zhou Heming.

Zhou Heming shook hands with him, somewhat bewildered.

"Zhou Heming, right?"

Lu Ban smiled at the young man and then spoke again.

"Do you know the legend of Crane Cry Mountain?"

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