My girlfriend was reborn.

Chapter 147 The moonlight is so beautiful
August 31st.

Ningjiang Lukou Airport.

"Because there are no direct flights from Ningjiang to our destination, we have to transfer. First, we take a flight of about five hours to Urumqi, then a one-hour flight from Urumqi to Altay Prefecture, and then we take a car to our destination, Hanhai Township."

Staff members were explaining the upcoming travel arrangements to several students in the departure hall.

Filming has begun, but everyone is still a bit sleepy.

It's a little past seven in the morning, and the airport is bustling with people. Many are looking this way, curious about what kind of program is being filmed.

Lu Bai yawned. She had gone to bed early last night, but woke up again after a while and found that she had started her period. Fortunately, apart from the time she caught a cold due to a flash flood and experienced pain, she was relatively normal most of the time. She just felt a little sore in her lower back and was not in a good mood.

"You can sleep for a long time on the plane later, so get some rest."

Zhou Heming generously took her hand and said.

The cameraman immediately focused on the two of them.

After yesterday afternoon's VCR filming, Zhou Heming has become quite used to the cameraman following him around. Most of the time, he acts as if the cameraman doesn't exist and doesn't deliberately look at the camera.

They said that in some scenes they would need to shoot with action cameras themselves, and they were specifically taught how to use them.

"Regarding the plane tickets, I think the two of us are in a three-seater on the left side by the window, and I don't know who the other person is?"

Zhou Heming glanced at the plane ticket and looked at Cheng Shuangjiang, who was separated from him by Lu Bai.

She was writing something seriously in her notebook; a quick glance revealed it to be lesson preparation notes.

It seems like she's the only one who genuinely wants to go and teach in a rural area.

She still held the pen in her left hand, while the bracelet on her right hand, reflecting the sunlight streaming in from the helipad outside, created a hazy effect.

However, she stopped writing halfway through, rubbed her lower abdomen, and pursed her lips.

After a while, I put the notebook in my bag and got up.

"I'm going to the bathroom."

She smiled and said to the cameraman following her, then casually picked up a thermos cup given to her by the production team, which had the sponsor's logo and their names on it.

Naturally, they wouldn't follow you around filming.

Beside him, Xiang Yunlang looked around with a bit of curiosity.

Is this Xiang's first time flying?

Seeing this, Ji Yanshi chimed in.

"Uh, yes, I've always taken the train before."

Xiang Yunlang nodded frankly.

"I was curious and looked up everyone's hometown yesterday. It takes about ten hours to get from my classmate's place to Ningjiang by high-speed rail. That's a long time."

Ji Yanshi sighed.

"Actually, I took the K-series train, which takes more than 20 hours. And this is just from the provincial capital to Ningjiang. From my hometown to the provincial capital, I still have to transfer for a while."

Xiang Yunlang explained, looking slightly embarrassed.

He thought about it.

He didn't mention that he had bought a seat ticket.

"Ah, sorry."

Ji Yanshi's family was relatively well-off, so he never truly experienced the life of a poor person.

“I feel that Xiang Yunlang would be very comfortable and adaptable there.”

Sitting on the other side of Ji Yanshi, Liu Xunzhu smiled.

".well enough."

Xiang Yunlang didn't know if Liu Xunzhu was teasing him or if he really thought so.

The show had barely started, but the tension already seemed to be building.

Zhou Heming turned his gaze away from the three people, thought for a moment, and took out two packets of jujube, goji berry, and ginger tea and a thermos from his bag.

"I'll go get some hot water."

He stood up and spoke to Lu Bai and the cameraman.

Arriving at the hot water room near the restroom, he unscrewed the thermos, tore open a packet of ginger tea, put it in, and brewed it with hot water.

After waiting for a while, he saw Cheng Shuangjiang come out of the restroom.

She rubbed her lower abdomen, her face was a little pale, and her eyes were downcast.

really.

Whether by coincidence or not, Cheng Shuangjiang and Lu Bai's periods started on the same day.

"this is for you."

Zhou Heming's voice made Cheng Shuangjiang look up, and at the same time she saw the ginger tea in his hand.

"Hehe, Ah He, you really know how to care about people."

She took the ginger and brown sugar water from Zhou Heming and examined it carefully.

"If you feel uncomfortable, just say so, and the production team should take it into consideration."

Zhou Heming tightened the screws on the thermos in his hand.

"I don't want to cause trouble for everyone, and besides, it's a day of travel, so I can sleep in a little longer."

Cheng Shuangjiang tore open the ginger tea package, poured it into a cup, and added hot water.

"But you have to make Ah Bai drink this sugar water quickly later. You can't take it on the plane, it will overflow due to changes in air pressure."

She looked at the thermos in Zhou Heming's hand.

".OK."

Zhou Heming glanced at the chest of her dress, where a silver pendant was worn, reminding him of the Qixi Festival.

"Alright, you should go back now."

Seeing that he was still standing there in a daze, Cheng Shuangjiang urged him to leave.

"how about you?"

Zhou Heming countered with a question.

"I'll go back later. Let's stagger our times to avoid any misunderstandings."

Cheng Shuangjiang smiled gently.

"After all, I'm playing a character who can't have the love she desires. If I were to secretly meet with you, Ah He, off-camera, wouldn't that go against the script?"

Zhou Heming was taken aback.

"Well, I see."

He picked up his thermos and returned to his seat.

"Here, this is brown sugar water. Drinking it will help relieve the symptoms."

Zhou Heming opened the prepared sugar water, blew on it to cool it slightly, poured a cup into the lid, and handed it to Lu Bai.

The program's cameras naturally captured this scene.

Lu Bai took it, but instead of drinking it right away, he held it in both hands, as if he was feeling the temperature inside.

Cheng Shuangjiang also sat back down with her thermos. She casually unscrewed the lid, and a faint aroma of brown sugar water wafted out.

Lu Bai glanced at Cheng Shuangjiang, who was sipping her drink beside him.

"Heming is so thoughtful."

She smiled and took a sip of the sugar water in her cup.

Very sweet.

It also has a slightly spicy ginger flavor.

*
result.

The third person is Cheng Shuangjiang.

Zhou Heming felt that there was some element of the production crew's arrangement involved.

So, just like back when they returned to Jiangcheng from Chengdu, the three of them sat together.

Lu Bai was by the window, Zhou Heming was in the middle, and Cheng Shuangjiang was on the side.

After drinking the sugar water, and being on her period, coupled with the change in air pressure on the plane, Lu Bai, with a pillow hanging around her neck, quickly fell asleep.

The other students, except for Xiang Yunlang who was sitting by the window on the other side, curiously looking at the sea of ​​clouds outside, were all sleepy and asleep. Even the staff, after filming the scene of them taking the plane at the beginning, all sat back down and closed their eyes to rest.

Zhou Heming was actually a little sleepy, and he yawned while wearing the same type of pillow as Lu Bai.

He flipped through the itinerary booklet that the staff had given him.

The month-long variety show actually consisted mostly of repetitive classes. In other words, they were genuinely there to teach for a month, rather than just putting on a show with only sporadic efforts.

Secondly, local teachers will cooperate and guide them, acting as tour leaders to help them experience local life, culture, and customs. They will also visit nearby attractions on their days off as a form of cultural and tourism promotion.

Finally, variety shows also have a studio. The production team films and edits their experiences, then plays it to three celebrity guests in the studio for them to watch and comment on. Only when all of this is edited and recorded can it be considered a complete variety show.

The show started airing in mid-September, roughly two weeks after they had started classes, and ran for a total of eight episodes, with two episodes per week, until mid-October.

Zhou Heming remembered that his web series with Lu Bai was also scheduled to premiere around mid-September, so it should be just in time.

At this time.

On the right, Cheng Shuangjiang, who seemed to be resting with her eyes closed due to discomfort, also fell into a deep sleep, her head resting on Zhou Heming's shoulder.

Zhou Heming froze, and subconsciously glanced at Lu Bai beside him.

Lu Bai was fast asleep, showing no signs of waking up.

Zhou Heming thought for a moment.

He gently shook Cheng Shuangjiang.

"What's wrong, A-He?"

Cheng Shuangjiang groggily opened her eyes, looking up at Zhou Heming with sleepy eyes. Her lips were a pale pink, like a delicious fruit candy.

"this is for you."

Zhou Heming took off his own cushion and put it around Cheng Shuangjiang's neck.

"It's more comfortable to sleep against it."

Cheng Shuangjiang squeezed the cushion.

"It smells like A-He."

She smiled.

"What about you? It's uncomfortable to lean against it like that, isn't it?"

"I'm fine with it. Boys aren't that particular."

Zhou Heming pointed to one side, and Xiang Yunlang fell asleep leaning against the inner wall of the cabin.

"Well then, thank you, Ahe!"

"Go to sleep, we still have a long way to go."

"Uh-huh."

She seemed to be really uncomfortable because of her period, so she didn't refuse Zhou Heming anymore, but instead closed her eyes.

Zhou Heming only turned his head after seeing Cheng Shuangjiang's breathing become even. He stretched his neck, leaned back in his seat, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

*
When I opened my eyes again.

Zhou Heming did not experience the expected back pain.

He sat up slightly, wanting to stretch his muscles, only to find that a cushion had somehow ended up hanging around his neck.

"what?"

Turning his head, Zhou Heming saw that Cheng Shuangjiang, with a pillow hanging on her back, was still fast asleep. Perhaps she was dreaming about something, as her small, delicate lips were slightly pursed.

My own cushion is still with Cheng Shuangjiang, so what about this one?
Looking at Lu Bai, Zhou Heming saw that Lu Bai was resting his chin on his hand, looking at the sea of ​​clouds outside the window.

The pillow around her neck had disappeared.

"you're awake?"

Noticing the actions of the person next to him, Lu Bai turned around and smiled.

"There are still two hours left, but there will be airplane food later, so I woke up early."

"This cushion."

Zhou Heming took it off.

“When I woke up, I found that you had given the pillow to Cheng Shuangjiang, so I put mine around your neck. Anyway, I’ve had enough sleep.”

Lu Bai spoke in a straightforward manner, and noticing Zhou Heming's hesitant expression, she continued.

"Don't worry, I won't get jealous over such a small thing. After all, she's probably not feeling well either, so it's only right that you take care of her. If I were in her shoes, I would do the same."

"I'm sorry, I didn't think that much about it at the time."

Zhou Heming could tell that Lu Bai didn't really care about these trivial matters, but he did feel a strange sense of guilt.

"Because Heming, you are such a gentle person, and that's what I like about you."

Lu Bai whispered in Zhou Heming's ear and gently nibbled on his earlobe.

"However, I would be happier if next time you fell asleep like this, you could lean on me instead of Cheng Shuangjiang."

"."

Did I do such a thing?
Zhou Heming was taken aback.

"I was just kidding. You were actually sleeping like this, all wobbly, that's why I gave you the pillow."

Lu Bai chuckled, like a mischievous child who had successfully pulled off a prank.

She took the opportunity to wrap her arms around Zhou Heming's neck, who was a little stunned, and left a long, wet kiss on his lips.

The cabin was filled with the hum of the engines, and most of the passengers were fast asleep.

Zhou Heming and Lu Bai were immersed in each other's tenderness.

I didn't notice.

Cheng Shuangjiang, who was standing next to her, slowly opened her eyes. Seeing their intertwined breaths, she stared at them for a while before quietly closing her eyes.

Pretending not to have woken up.

*
Upon arriving at the airport in Urumqi, before they could even fully experience the dust and wind of Northwest China, they immediately transferred to another flight and arrived at the airport in Altay.

During his vacation, Zhou Heming read a collection of essays called "My Altay," in which he described it as a beautiful, picturesque place.

However, after reading the materials provided by the program team, Zhou Heming learned that Altay does not refer to a single city, but rather to a large area.

To what extent.

The Altay region covers an area roughly the same as Jiangsu Province.

But the population is less than 700,000.

It is truly a vast and sparsely populated area.

They didn't go to the most famous tourist attractions, but to Hanhai Township, which is close to the Gobi Desert and is the worst village in the Altay region.

Nevertheless, the environment here is much better than that of a proper national-level poverty-stricken county, which can be considered a compromise made by the production team taking into account the tolerance of these college students and the difficulty of filming.

After all, we can't really film a show in places without electricity, running water, or where it's always dusty.

To be honest, with the current level of poverty alleviation efforts, it's really hard to find a place like this.

Hanhai Township itself is quite large. Apart from the uninhabited desert, the herders of the village are scattered over a large area, while the children of school age gather in the village to receive education.

There are only nineteen students, ranging in age from first to fourth grade.

There is only one teacher who teaches all courses and is also responsible for the students' food and accommodation.

The school's main buildings were converted from military outposts more than 20 years ago, and they have become quite dilapidated due to wind and sand erosion.

According to the program team, the local authorities hope that the program will attract tourists to the area, develop some desert-related tourism projects, and boost the local economy.

It would be even better if we could raise some money to build a new school.

Stepping off the dust-covered bus, Zhou Heming stretched and immediately felt a chill. No wonder the production team had provided them with so many warm clothes; he had initially thought it was just cold at night, but it turned out the daytime temperature was already quite low.

It's already 7 p.m., but it's still dark. They say the sun won't set until after 9 p.m., and it will be light again around 5 a.m.

"I used to see other people come here to play and take pictures of all kinds of beautiful scenery. I never thought it would take so long. Are we really Chinese people who are determined to take pictures all our lives?"

Lu Bai stretched his legs and feet. The backache from his period was almost gone, but his legs were really numb from the plane and bus rides.

Cheng Shuangjiang stepped out of the car, trembling. She was already not very strong, and after traveling for so long during her period, it was a testament to her strong will that she could even stand.

Liu Xunzhu was pale. He had already vomited once during the trip due to motion sickness. Ignoring the cameras, he vomited up all of his airplane food.

It's not his fault, because the road itself was bumpy, and even Zhou Heming was having trouble keeping up. Luckily, Cheng Shuangjiang didn't eat much, and Lu Bai is the kind of person who would never throw up after eating, otherwise the two of them would have thrown up at least once.

When Ji Yanshi got out of the car, her face was ashen. She forced herself to ask where the restroom was, and then ran there.

As expected of an actor with self-awareness, he actually endured it until he got off the bus before vomiting.

Only Xiang Yunlang seemed completely unaffected, full of energy.

Not only the students, but the production crew were also completely bewildered.

He Youwu began to doubt their choice to come here for the first time.

But the village party secretary quickly came up to greet them with a woman.

"Hello director, I am Aisa, the village party secretary, and this is Teacher Fu from the school."

The village party secretary is a local, but he speaks excellent Mandarin; you can only detect a slight accent.

Teacher Fu looked to be around thirty or forty years old, and appeared somewhat weathered due to the surrounding environment.

He Youwu immediately instructed his staff to prepare for filming.

Ji Yanshi was coming out of the restroom.

Although this is the village closest to the Gobi Desert, there is a normal supply of tap water. However, Ji Yanshi still conserved some water and used the wet wipes he brought with him to wipe the corners of his mouth.

Once everyone had arrived, He Youwu introduced the six people to the village secretary and Teacher Fu.

"Hello everyone, I am Fu Yuqing, and I am a teacher here. For the next month, I will be leading you all to teach the children here. Tonight, let's get familiar with the surrounding environment."

Ms. Fu said that her smile was very approachable, making people unconsciously lower their guard.

"Hello, Teacher Fu."

The six people greeted each other.

The villages in Hanhai Township were originally military garrisons. After the land was reclaimed, the troops moved away and the area was transformed into a residential area.

Because the herders originally did not have a fixed abode, but moved their herds to places with abundant water and grass, most of the residents in the residential area are descendants of Han people who came to engage in production and construction in the past. In recent years, with development, many locals have also settled here.

Even so, the entire village has only a dozen or so households, a small clinic, a police station with only two people, and a small shop.

In this situation, there is still electricity, running water, cell phone signal, and internet access, which shows the charm of a country with advanced infrastructure.

Zhou Heming remembers that his maternal grandmother's family used wells when he was a child, and he especially liked to play with the rocker water pump during summer vacation.

"This is the student dormitory. You will stay in this building. We have cleaned it in advance, but there is not much furniture. This building is for boys, and this building is for girls."

After enjoying a sumptuous dinner with local specialties, Fu and Qing led the six people and the program's cameramen to familiarize themselves with the area around the school.

The dormitory building is the same small building that the army used to live in. Below it is a basketball court with some mottled lines. In the distance, the mountains rise and fall, and a small river flows through it. The scenery is beautiful, and you can see the snow-capped mountains in the distance. This season has passed the time when the water and grass are most lush. Even so, as far as the eye can see, there is a vast and boundless wilderness.

On the other side lies the endless Gobi Desert, with only the poplar forests standing silently as the last barrier against wind and sand.

"School's out for today. I'll introduce you to the students when we start class tomorrow."

Fu Yuqing concluded.

"The bathrooms on every floor are available, and there's no need to worry about the water; it's directly supplied with water from the nearby river."

Originally, only student dormitories and teacher dormitories had solar water heaters, but considering the upcoming temperatures, the production team spent money to install several water heaters in the dormitories in advance.

The group went back and helped the production crew move some things to their dormitory building.

In addition to the filming equipment and props, the production team also brought a truckload of supplies. After all, not counting the six students, there were seven people in the production team. Suddenly, there were thirteen more mouths to feed, and this small village didn't have that many temporary supplies.

When everything, including drinking water, food, and folding beds, was moved upstairs, the village herders also gave them nice wool blankets.

The sun had just set.

The air, which was initially only slightly cool, gradually turned icy cold. Zhou Heming glanced at the temperature forecast on his phone; it was only around eleven degrees Celsius.

If you keep flipping through the weather forecast, by mid-September, the highest temperature will only be a little over ten degrees Celsius, as if winter has arrived.

"Could we expect to see snow in September?"

Sitting on the folding bed, pulling up the wool blanket to cover herself, Liu Xunzhu muttered to herself.

"The temperature can drop below zero at night in late September, and there might actually be snow."

Xiang Yunlang took out his belongings and placed them on the folding table.

The bedrooms here are all eight-person rooms, but to show cooperation, the three students were arranged to share a room.

Several cameras were set up in the dormitory, and filming is underway right now.

Zhou Heming suddenly thought of "The Truman Show." He felt like he was in the Truman Show right now, wondering if he should say "Good morning, good afternoon, good evening" to the camera tomorrow morning, when his phone vibrated.

[Lu Bai]: I've finished showering, the water was still quite hot!

[Lu Bai]: They said that the time before midnight is free time, so can we come down and take a walk?

[Lu Bai]: The director even messaged me saying he wanted to film us being all lovey-dovey!

[Lu Bai]: I'm planning to shoot a vlog with an action camera, what do you think?
Zhou Heming thought for a moment.

[Zhou Heming]: Okay, I'll come downstairs in half an hour.

[Lu Bai]: Yay!
[Lu Bai]: I love you!!!

Zhou Heming hurriedly grabbed his clothes and went to the bathroom at the end of the corridor, ready to give his tired body a hot shower after a long day.

This is a large bathroom design with six showerheads in the shower room, without any barriers in between. For Zhou Heming, who grew up in the south and had never even been to a public bathhouse, this was a bit of a challenge.

Fortunately, no one else was showering at that time, so he was able to have the shower room all to himself.

It was chilly outside, so Zhou Heming sent Lu Bai a message reminding him to wear more clothes before putting on his coat and going downstairs.

In the short time it took him to walk out of the bathroom, change his clothes, and go downstairs, his hair was completely dry.

No wonder they say that if you open a bag of potato chips here, they'll still be crispy next week.

Downstairs, Zhou Heming saw He Youwu smoking and chatting with the village secretary with two staff members. He didn't disturb them, but instead went to the tree on the playground as agreed with Lu Bai.

After a while, a white figure quietly walked over.

Why are you even wearing a down jacket?

Zhou Heming looked Lu Bai up and down, who was wrapped up like a rice dumpling.

"You're the one who told me to wear more clothes."

With an action camera already turned on hanging around his neck, Lu Bai took Zhou Heming's hand directly.

"Come on, I was just chatting with Teacher Fu and I learned about a really beautiful place."

"You became familiar with each other so quickly?"

Zhou Heming didn't ask where they were going, he just followed Lu Bai.

The air here is dry, but also very clear.

Along the way, Lu Bai talked about her conversation with Fu Yuqing and Ji Yanshi.

For example, she said that Fu Yuqing was also a graduate of Ningjiang University. Her hometown is in the Altay region. Her parents were soldiers in the army that originally reclaimed and built the land. After graduation, they chose to return here to support the construction of their hometown. More than 20 years have passed since then.

For example, Ji Yanshi's family is actually quite wealthy, but her entry into the entertainment industry was opposed by her family, so she had to support herself with all related expenses.

Of course, these were all said in the footage taken in the dormitory, so it's hard to say whether it's really true or if there's any element of showmanship involved.

The two walked outside the school to the top of a hill.

"arrive."

Lu Bai pointed forward.

Zhou Heming looked over.

The first thing you see is a moon that is not yet full, bright and clear, like a knife placed on a crystal block of ice. The clear night sky, rarely seen in the city, is like a luxurious velvet curtain, covering the land composed of continuous mountains and already yellowed grasslands.

In Zhou Heming's memory, the wilderness should be dark and without light. Those deep mountains at night are like huge beasts, becoming the deepest nightmare in his heart during his childhood.

But here, the night is bright.

The air was unbelievably clear, as if you could hear the crisp cracking of ice. Among the grass and trees that shimmered in the moonlight, a flowing river meandered into the distance, disappearing into a birch forest that had already turned golden.

Most striking is a tree on a hillside not far away, which seems to have died long ago. It stands alone on the hilltop, like a solitary guardian, gazing at this land for thousands of years.

They say it's a poplar tree, already dead, but it hasn't fallen yet.

Lu Bai said leisurely.

"How's it going? Does it look good?"

She looked at Zhou Heming with a grin.

"So, I'm the first person to show you this view."

"It's beautiful. The beauty here lies in the clear moonlight, the deep night sky, the rolling mountains, and the golden birch trees."

Zhou Heming answered, then paused and turned his gaze to the girl beside him.

"More importantly, it was you who brought me here, you who showed me this place, and you who gave it meaning."

"Heming, how can you say such things without blushing or skipping a beat?"

Lu Bai looked away. Under the moonlight, the girl's face was full of shyness, and her eyes were filled with emotion.

"Because I don't care about humanity tonight."

Zhou Heming turned off the sports camera on Lu Bai's neck.

Then he embraced the girl and, under the moonlight, on the green grass, in the vast expanse of heaven and earth, left a kiss.

Time seemed both long and short.

Only when Lu Bai's phone vibrated did the two let go of each other.

"Ji Yanshi said he needed to go back and discuss tomorrow's class schedule."

She checked her phone to confirm.

"Let's go back and take another look at that dead tree next time."

Zhou Heming nodded.

The two returned to the school hand in hand. Zhou Heming escorted Lu Bai downstairs and glanced at the empty playground, which felt like the center of a world calling for love.

Zhou Heming decided to take another walk.

He walked half a lap around the playground, roughly reviewing the layout once more.

At that moment, Zhou Heming heard voices.

He looked in the direction of the sound and saw two figures under the birch trees near the school gate.

One of them was immediately recognizable as Cheng Shuangjiang.

She had also taken a shower; her hair was pinned up at the back of her head with a hair clip, and she was wearing that duffle coat. She seemed to be talking to the person opposite her.

After a closer look, Zhou Heming recognized Teacher Fu by the moonlight.

Are you chatting?

Zhou Heming was curious.

Perhaps because the air was so clean, or perhaps because the surroundings were so quiet, the two people's voices could be heard clearly.

"Teacher Fu, do you know Cheng Lingjun?"

Cheng Shuangjiang's voice was gentle, like the clouds flowing across the sky at that moment.

"Huh? Wait, your surname is Cheng, so you're his."

Fu Yuqing's voice wavered slightly as he looked Cheng Shuangjiang up and down.

“I am his niece, Teacher Fu. I know about the relationship between you and my uncle.”

Cheng Shuangjiang said earnestly.

"So I want to make up for the regrets between you."

"Pity."

Fu Yuqing pondered the word for a while.

"Actually, at my age, I have no regrets to speak of. They were all personal choices. We all have our own lives, and bringing up the past is not necessarily a good thing."

"But he still has feelings for you. You must still be thinking about him, right?"

Cheng Shuangjiang persisted relentlessly.

"You are still young. Many things are not so simple. Missing out is not a mistake, but something that has already happened."

Fu Yuqing was not swayed by Cheng Shuangjiang's words, and only sighed.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Shuangjiang fell silent.

"Alright, it's getting late, and we have class tomorrow morning, so let's not talk about this now."

Fu Yuqing glanced at the night sky in the distance.

"Once you've lived here for a while, I can slowly tell you our stories from back then, but for now, let's focus on making the most of tomorrow."

She reached out and gently ruffled Cheng Shuangjiang's hair, like a close elder, before walking towards Zhou Heming.

Zhou Heming thought for a moment and decided to sit on the birch bench with his back to them, pretending he hadn't seen anything.

"Hey, Zhou, what are you doing sitting here?"

Fu Yuqing discovered Zhou Heming.

"I want to take a walk and feel the air here."

Zhou Heming said, half-jokingly.

I did take a walk, and I really did feel the fresh air, but I didn't tell you about overhearing your conversation. Let's just pretend I didn't do it!

"Oh, then you should go back early, it will get even colder at night."

Fu Yuqing didn't pay much attention.

"Teacher Fu, I'd like to chat with him for a bit, then we'll go back together later."

Cheng Shuangjiang spoke.

Fu Yuqing glanced at the two of them, smiled slightly, and waved.

"Okay, don't stay up too late."

She left alone.

Cheng Shuangjiang glanced at Zhou Heming and silently sat down at the other end of the bench.

"That was..."

After a moment of hesitation, Zhou Heming finally couldn't help but ask.

After all, it concerned Cheng Lingjun, so he was still somewhat concerned.

"Ah He, look."

Cheng Shuangjiang did not answer, but suddenly raised her hand and pointed forward.

Zhou Heming looked over and saw the bright, cold moon.

"The moonlight is so beautiful."

She murmured with a sigh.

"Ah."

Zhou Heming nodded.

Turning his gaze, he found the girl looking at him.

"Ah He, do you think the moon looks even more beautiful when we look at it together?"

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