My girlfriend was reborn.

Chapter 157 Ah Bai, do you hate me?

When was the last time you kissed someone?

Lu Bai's question silenced the entire room.

Outside the window, the wind and snow howled. Zhou Heming did not look at Cheng Shuangjiang, but instead fixed his gaze on Lu Bai.

If he had been hiding something beforehand, then Lu Bai's question was indeed a bit unexpected.

The key point is that Zhou Heming didn't know Lu Bai's intentions.

Lu Bai knew that Zhou Heming still had lingering feelings for Cheng Shuangjiang, and she gladly accepted it.

Lu Bai also knew that Cheng Shuangjiang was deeply in love with Zhou Heming.

In this situation, her asking this question was definitely not to belittle Cheng Shuangjiang or to test the relationship between the two.

"September 6th, at the town hospital, with Ahe."

Cheng Shuangjiang said without any hesitation.

"This is my 112th kiss with A-He~"

She was very open and frank, making no attempt to hide anything, as if it were her rightful girlfriend, and was simply recounting their sweet and affectionate daily life.

"One hundred and twelve times. So Cheng Shuangjiang, you're the kind of person who can remember numbers like this? It feels a bit heavy."

Lu Bai did not back down at all because of Cheng Shuangjiang's self-righteousness. Instead, he responded casually, as if he were commenting on dinner.

"Because every kiss with A-He is so memorable, I don't want to forget even one of them."

Cheng Shuangjiang's expression was gentle. She took a sip of the hot tea in her cup, completely at ease.

"Indeed, although he looks a bit simple-minded, he's actually quite good at kissing. Before you know it, he's taken the initiative."

Lu Bai nodded.

Zhou Heming dared not move.

Watching the two girls chat casually about topics that would normally be highly contentious, he felt for a moment that he should be the one standing outside the door.

Even though a blizzard raged outside the window, Zhou Heming felt that the calm before the storm was truly inside the house.

"Shall we start the next round?"

Cheng Shuangjiang glanced towards the kitchen; steam was already rising from the pot, and the pilaf, which had been reheated, was almost ready.

"Let's have it one more time before the pilaf is ready."

Lu Bai shuffled the cards again.

Zhou Heming silently took out his cards. He felt that only by winning could he make the situation a little safer.

But what to do?

He didn't draw the trump card at the start, and had five cards in his hand. It was his turn to draw a card from Cheng Shuangjiang.

By the way, you can observe people's expressions and try to figure out if the card you drew was the trump card.
As Zhou Heming was thinking this, he saw Cheng Shuangjiang looking at him with her beautiful eyes, looking innocent and naive.

You can't tell at all!

He casually pulled it out.

The Ace.

Is it in this river?

Zhou Heming inwardly complained, put the cards in his hand, casually shuffled them, and then spread them out again for Lu Bai to draw.

"Ah He, your actions just now were exactly like someone who had drawn an ace!"

Cheng Shuangjiang suddenly spoke up to remind him.

"Maybe I was just trying to scare you."

Zhou Heming stubbornly insisted.

"Really."

Lu Bai reached out and placed his hand on Zhou Heming's cards, his finger landing precisely on the trump card.

Zhou Heming tried his best to remain calm, his gaze not following Lu Bai's finger.

But Lu Bai was clearly very good at this game; with a flick of his finger, he drew another card.

They even made a pair.

"Hehe, Heming, you're too early to think you can beat me."

Several rounds passed, and Zhou Heming still held his trump card, but Lu Bai only had one card left, making him the closest to victory.

Zhou Heming watched helplessly as Lu Bai placed his finger on the card next to the Ace. He tried his best to appear excited, but obviously, such an act was useless in front of Lu Bai, who could see through his lies.

"I won."

Lu Bai successfully played all his cards, waiting for the loser between Zhou Heming and Cheng Shuangjiang.

After only a few rounds, Cheng Shuangjiang played her last pair, signaling Zhou Heming's defeat.

"Okay, I lost this time."

Zhou Heming was somewhat relieved that he was the one who lost, at least he shouldn't be asked any strange questions.

"Heming, will you choose Truth or Dare?"

Lu Bai narrowed his eyes.

"Honestly, once you've said that, you can have some dinner."

It wasn't quite time yet, but Zhou Heming was indeed a little hungry, perhaps because of the weather.

"That."

Lu Bai thought for a moment.

"If you had to choose between me now and Cheng Shuangjiang now, who would you prefer?"

"?"

Zhou Heming, who was still glancing at the stove, suddenly froze in his tracks.

His first glance fell on Cheng Shuangjiang. She seemed to be looking at him expectantly, her hands supporting her chin, appearing innocent and detached, as if she were not the main character in the problem.

Zhou Heming did have an answer.

Rather, he didn't want to say it in front of the two of them.

He didn't want to hurt any of the girls, and he certainly didn't want his happiness with one of them to be nourished by the misfortune of another girl.

I prefer...

As Zhou Heming spoke, a noise came from the stove.

The steam slightly lifted the lid, indicating that the pilaf was cooked.

"How about we eat first? I'm starving after taking a nap!"

Lu Bai stood up, stretched, and walked towards the kitchen.

While Zhou Heming felt relieved, he belatedly realized that this meant the game would continue after they finished eating.

He immediately became apprehensive, as if walking on thin ice.

can only say.

Zhou Heming felt fortunate that he had been honest enough in his daily life and had not done anything to hide from the two girls, otherwise this truth or dare game would not be a game, but torture.

"Okay, I'm a little hungry too."

Cheng Shuangjiang also got up, and stopped briefly as she passed by Zhou Heming.

"Ah He, just tell me the truth, I'm fine."

Some questions, the answer is already given without even being answered.

Zhou Heming watched as Cheng Shuangjiang walked towards the kitchen, lifted the pot lid, and stirred the rice with a wooden spoon.

He felt that tonight was going to be a very difficult night.

During the meal, the three of them got along quite well, chatting about Cheng Lingjun, the local herders, and the variety show.

The wind was still howling outside the window. The three of them sat around the fireplace, eating pilaf and chatting, without worrying about tomorrow, the future, or the distant future.

Zhou Heming felt as if he had returned to that day when the three of them were roasting marshmallows.

Yes.

Lu Bai then got up, rummaged through the snacks the production team had left for them, and handed a bag to Zhou Heming.

It's a marshmallow.

"Why are there cotton candy?"

Zhou Heming felt a sense of unspoken understanding and also found it to be a great coincidence.

However, considering that the snacks were also given by the sponsors, including cotton candy doesn't seem so outrageous.

"We can grill something after we finish eating."

Lu Bai put the cotton candy aside for the time being.

After the three of them finished dinner, the sky had become even darker. Although it was only a little past five o'clock, it felt like the middle of the night.

Looking out the window, I could no longer see the white snow; only emptiness and darkness remained.

The original howling continued, but to the three of them, it had become background noise, making them sound rather lonely.

There's nothing outside.

While Lu Bai was helping wash the dishes, he glanced out the window.

"In a blizzard of this magnitude, nothing is the best."

Zhou Heming, who was helping out, smiled.

"If there were actually any figures, that would be terrifying."

"Hey, stop talking!"

Lu Bai nudged Zhou Heming with his elbow.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything anymore."

As Zhou Heming put the bowl down, Lu Bai suddenly leaned closer and breathed on his earlobe.

"You can tell me the answer to the truth now, secretly."

Lu Bai's voice was soft, sweet, and cloying.

Zhou Heming was taken aback and turned to look at Cheng Shuangjiang, who was adding charcoal.

Then she leaned close to Lu Bai's ear.

"It's you."

"hey-hey."

Upon hearing this, Lu Bai laughed happily.

Zhou Heming smiled back, but he was even more confused about what Lu Bai was up to.

It didn't seem like they were asserting their dominance over Cheng Shuangjiang, but it also seemed like they wanted Zhou Heming to say something. After packing their things, the three of them sat back down.

"Heming just told me the answer to the truth, hehe."

Lu Bai looked at Cheng Shuangjiang with a smile.

"Want to continue the game?"

Cheng Shuangjiang did not respond, but looked at Zhou Heming instead.

"Let's play while roasting marshmallows."

Lu Bai unwrapped the cotton candy.

However, they soon discovered that there were no barbecue skewers, so they could only use chopsticks to stick the skewers in and heat them up by holding them close to the embers in the fireplace.

"If we're going to roast marshmallows, we need to add some music."

As Lu Bai spoke, he opened a music app on his phone, selected the theme song from "Outer Wilds," turned up the volume, and put it on repeat.

Hearing this melody, Zhou Heming's heart calmed down.

Instead of playing games, the three of them gathered around the fireplace and started roasting marshmallows.

"Heming, try this, mine's ready!"

Lu Bai handed Zhou Heming a marshmallow that was stuck on chopsticks and had a slightly browned exterior.

Zhou Heming took a bite.

It tastes exactly the same as the roasted food Cheng Shuangjiang made back then.

"It's delicious, try it yourself."

Zhou Heming put his chopsticks back; the marshmallows on top were baked to perfection.

He glanced at Cheng Shuangjiang beside him.

Cheng Shuangjiang's cotton candy seemed to have been charred black from being a little distracted.

"Or you can eat mine."

Zhou Heming handed over the roasted marshmallow in his hand.

"No need, just give it to Ah Bai~"

Cheng Shuangjiang shook her head, put the overcooked, charred marshmallow into the charcoal fire, and watched it gradually be consumed by the flames, shrink, and merge with the ashes.

Zhou Heming gave the cotton candy in his hand to Lu Bai.

"Hehe, it's okay. I'm very good at roasting marshmallows. Maybe I was a Has person in my past life."

Lu Bai didn't take the marshmallow, but baked another one himself and handed it to Cheng Shuangjiang.

"Here, have a taste of Lord Lu Bai's cooking."

Cheng Shuangjiang glanced at it, smiled and thanked her, then put it in her mouth.

"How is it? Delicious, isn't it?"

Lu Bai was very pleased with himself.

"Mmm, it's delicious, just like that day."

Cheng Shuangjiang glanced at Zhou Heming, her eyes smiling.

"Come on, let's continue."

After eating a few marshmallows, Lu Bai seemed to have had his fill and picked up a deck of cards.

Zhou Heming had a persistent feeling that Lu Bai was plotting something.

But since that's the case...

Zhou Heming glanced at Cheng Shuangjiang.

She looked very expectant as she helped Lu Bai tidy up the table.

Truth or Dare begins again.

Zhou Heming was lucky this time; he didn't draw the ace card.

Lu Bai was rather unlucky; it seemed like the trump card was in her hands from the very beginning and was never taken away until the very end.

"Ah Bai, do you want to tell me truth or dare?"

I want the truth.

Lu Bai answered without hesitation.

"Then I'd like to ask..."

Cheng Shuangjiang remained silent for a moment.

Zhou Heming's gaze shifted between the two.

"I want to ask, Ah Bai, do you hate me?"

Cheng Shuangjiang said in a deep voice.

"How could that be? I don't dislike you, in fact, I like you a lot, to the point that I hope we can be friends for life."

Lu Bai answered without hesitation, almost without any pause.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Shuangjiang pursed her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but ultimately remained silent.

Why do you think I would hate you?

Lu Bai collected the cards the three had played, shuffled them, and casually asked a question.

"If you want to know, then beat me in the game and ask me~"

Cheng Shuangjiang did not answer, but instead told Lu Bai to continue the game.

"Well, I thought you'd be so touched that you'd confess your feelings to me too."

Lu Bai picked up the cards and said with some regret.

"Then I'll have to show you my true skills."

Another round of the game begins.

This time, the trump card was in Zhou Heming's hands. Several times in a row, Lu Bai avoided the trump card and was about to play all his cards.

At this moment, Cheng Shuangjiang came from behind and managed to play all her cards while Lu Bai and Zhou Heming were playing their game.

Zhou Heming, unsurprisingly, became the loser in this round.

"Ah He, which one do you want to choose?"

Cheng Shuangjiang asked meaningfully.

"I choose the big adventure."

Zhou Heming pondered that he couldn't just choose truth in front of Lu Bai, and there was no guarantee that Cheng Shuangjiang wouldn't ask a direct question like the previous one. He could only choose dare.

"Is Ahe unwilling to tell me the truth?"

Cheng Shuangjiang laughed jokingly, then put her finger to her lips and pondered quietly.

"Then, I want you to kiss me now~"

"?"

Upon hearing Cheng Shuangjiang's words, Zhou Heming subconsciously looked at Lu Bai.

Lu Bai's expression remained unchanged as he quietly watched the two of them, neither stopping them nor urging them on.

"Is this...is this really okay?"

Zhou Heming sat up straight.

"It's okay, Heming, it's just a game anyway."

Lu Bai spoke at this moment, as if she didn't care at all.

Zhou Heming tried to discern the truth or falsehood in Lu Bai's words, but as expected of a future movie queen, Lu Bai completely failed to understand her true meaning.

Just like in a relationship, if the other person says, "Try again," it usually means that you're doomed if you try again. But if they say, "Don't come with me," and you don't actually come with them, then it's really over.

Swallowing hard, Zhou Heming looked at Cheng Shuangjiang.

Her expression was gentle, and she closed her eyes slightly.

Those pale cherry-colored lips were waiting for Zhou Heming to pluck them.

Lu Bai stood quietly to the side, watching.

".All right."

Zhou Heming steeled himself and moved closer to Cheng Shuangjiang.

Then, under Lu Bai's gaze, he gently covered her thin lips with his.

However, Zhou Heming didn't get absorbed in it like Lu Bai did. Instead, his touch was fleeting, and he withdrew the moment he touched her, just like a boy who gets to touch his crush during a game at his high school graduation party.

Cheng Shuangjiang opened her eyes.

Zhou Heming couldn't read her emotions.

"Heming is so polite."

Lu Bai smiled nonchalantly, as if he didn't care.

"Maybe we shouldn't play anymore."

Zhou Heming scratched his head.

He was afraid that if he continued playing, he wouldn't see the sun rise tomorrow.

"Let's play two more rounds then."

Lu Bai checked the time.

"Row."

Zhou Heming nodded.

The game begins again.