My girlfriend was reborn.

Chapter 176 Eating Breakfast, Overslept
After the Frost's Descent.

The weather suddenly turned cold.

As if overnight, autumn departed, and General Winter began to display his power.

On a weekend morning, Zhou Heming woke up in Cheng Shuangjiang's bed.

The girl beside him was nestled in his arms, clinging to his arm, fast asleep.

According to the "rules" agreed upon by Lu Qian and Cheng Shuangjiang, Zhou Heming slept here with Cheng Shuangjiang last night.

They call it a "rule," but sometimes the three of them end up lying together without really understanding what's going on.

Because they went to bed quite early last night, and even read in bed for a while, Zhou Heming woke up very early. He glanced at his phone and saw it was only a little past seven, which was very early for a college student on the weekend.

Cheng Shuangjiang showed no sign of waking up.

Today they arranged to watch a short film in a borrowed classroom at 2 pm, and Zhou Heming strongly suspected that Su Hong and the others couldn't get up in the morning.

It’s normal to think about it.

Zhou Heming slept with the two girls at night, and at most he would sleep until around nine o'clock in the morning.

If I stayed in the dormitory with the three of them, I probably wouldn't have opened my eyes until noon the next day.

He had seen a joke online that said there were four boys in a dormitory. In the past, when playing in a five-person team or doing a dungeon, there was always one person missing. Later, when playing in a three-person team, there was always one person missing.

Now that Zhou Heming is gone, their problem has been perfectly solved.

Zhou Heming glanced at his phone. Lu Qian hadn't sent any messages, so he figured she was still asleep. He put down his phone and looked down at the girl in his arms.

Cheng Shuangjiang frowned and pursed her lips slightly, seemingly awakened a little from her deep sleep by Zhou Heming's actions, but was still immersed in her dream.

It was still early, so Zhou Heming embraced her, feeling the girl's soft body and the faint fragrance of her hair. It was a morning like this that he really didn't want to wake up.

After closing his eyes and dozing off for a while, Zhou Heming hadn't fallen back asleep when he felt the girl beside him wake up.

He didn't open his eyes immediately, but instead closed them to feel the girl's movements.

He felt Cheng Shuangjiang raise her head, as if to confirm whether he was awake. After seeing that Zhou Heming's eyes were closed, the girl slightly raised her hand and brushed the hair in front of his forehead.

Then, Zhou Heming felt his lips being gently touched by the girl's slender, scarred fingers, as if outlining a shape.

Just as Zhou Heming was about to open his eyes, he noticed that Cheng Shuangjiang had pulled her fingers away, and then his lips were kissed.

It's like eating breakfast.

Abandoning the idea of ​​opening his eyes, Zhou Heming immersed himself in the embrace and kiss with the girl.

After a moment, Cheng Shuangjiang released Zhou Heming, and before he could speak, she curled up and crawled into the quilt.

Zhou Heming felt that there was no way he could get up early today.

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dong dong dong-

Lu Qian knocked on the door, then picked up her phone and glanced at it.

A dozen seconds later, the sound of slippers pattering on the floor came from behind the door, and the door was opened.

Although Lu Qian also had a key to this place, she considered giving Cheng Shuangjiang and Zhou Heming some private space. What if the two of them were doing something inconvenient when she opened the door and came in? Wouldn't that be coming at the wrong time?

"Sorry, Asahi, I overslept."

Cheng Shuangjiang, who had changed into a set of pajamas, still had a faint trace of moisture in her hair, as if she had just taken a shower.

"It's the weekend, so it's okay to sleep in a little longer. I bought breakfast for you guys, let's eat together."

Lu Qian came in to change her shoes and noticed that Zhou Heming's hair was also wet, probably because he had just finished drying it.

"You two seem to have a lot of energy this morning."

With a joke, Lu Qian put down three bowls of takeout duck blood vermicelli and two baskets of soup dumplings, and washed her hands in the kitchen.

"Hmm, this is..."

Zhou Heming didn't know how to explain it to Lu Qian.

All I can say is that you wouldn't be able to resist either.

However, he got up later than Lu Qian.

Zhou Heming really needs to reflect on his actions.

"When I went to buy breakfast today, I saw a new bakery that opened at the street corner. It looks like they sell some pretty exquisite cakes and desserts. Let's go check it out when we come back tonight."

Lu Qian sat down, opened the takeout box and chopsticks, and handed one pair to Cheng Shuangjiang.

"Okay, okay."

Cheng Shuangjiang sat down and helped open the soup dumpling box, pouring vinegar into the dumplings and adding two packets of chili oil to one of the boxes.

Lu Qian likes spicy food, so she always orders two packets of chili peppers, while Cheng Shuangjiang usually doesn't eat anything too spicy for breakfast, so she doesn't put chili peppers in it.

Zhou Heming sat between the two and picked up his chopsticks.

"If you've eaten now, are you having lunch again?"

He glanced at it; it was 11:30, which was lunchtime.

Cheng Shuangjiang in the morning was so tempting that it's no wonder Zhou Heming lost to the girl he liked.

"Let's not eat anymore. We're having dinner with Hongye and the others tonight, and we'll have a big meal then."

Lu Qian said.

"Uh-huh."

Cheng Shuangjiang nodded.

"It's a bit cold outside today, I'll need to wear more clothes when I go out later."

Lu Qian then started talking about the weather.

"Then can I wear the scarf that Asa gave me before?"

Cheng Shuangjiang thought of it.

My eighteenth birthday present was a complete set of hats and scarves.

"It's not that season yet, a coat is enough."

Lu Qian waved her hand.

It's still autumn now, not as severe as the dead of winter.

Is winter in Ningjiang colder than in Jiangcheng?

Zhou Heming was curious.

Logically, since the two cities are at similar latitudes, their climates should also be similar.

"Well, it gets colder when it's cold, but it won't stay cold for as long."

Lu Qian seems to be sitting here.

How are you going to spend the Spring Festival this year?

She looked at the two of them.

"Perhaps I should stay in Ningjiang? Or go back to find my uncle?"

Zhou Heming glanced at Cheng Shuangjiang beside him.

Cheng Shuangjiang should be going back to Cheng Lingjun's place for a New Year's Eve dinner. As for Zhou Heming himself, he can either go back to be with the uncles and aunts at his uncle's funeral company, or he can stay in Ningjiang.

"I want to be with A-He."

Cheng Shuangjiang spoke without hesitation, and then added a sentence.

“My uncle said he might go back to Altay for the Spring Festival, so I’ll probably stay in Ningjiang, or, well, go with Ahe to see my uncle.”

"I'm fine with anything. If we go back to Jiangcheng, do we have to stay in the room that Ahe used to live in?"

Lu Qian spoke with great interest, like a primary school student planning a school trip.

"I'll ask my uncle if the house has been rented out yet."

Zhou Heming immediately took out his phone and sent a message to Zhou Jianjun.

After finishing his meal and clearing the table, Zhou Heming received a reply.

“My uncle said the house is still empty and I can move in anytime.”

"Great."

Lu Qian was eager to try, and then said as if she had remembered something.

"I don't think I've ever stayed overnight at Ah He's house before."

Cheng Shuangjiang glanced at the boy beside her. She had slept with him for a few nights, but the situation was a bit complicated at the time, so it was hard to say whether Cheng Shuangjiang had actually experienced it.

“Then when we go back to Jiangcheng for the Spring Festival, we can also visit our school.”

Lu Qian added, "Yes, the three of you will go back together. Then, I'll introduce you to my uncle and the others again."

Zhou Heming thought for a moment and then said.

Lu Qian and Cheng Shuangjiang both looked at him.

Zhou Jianjun definitely knew Lu Qian and Cheng Shuangjiang. The word "introduce" actually meant to formally tell Zhou Jianjun that the three of them were together.

"Great! I can't wait!"

"Then let Ah He handle it."

Both girls nodded.

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in the afternoon.

Classrooms in Building 2.

Yang Hongye lowered the classroom projection screen and connected the projector to her computer.

Su Hong walked in yawning. Clearly, the three of them had really been fighting until late last night, not getting up until the sun was high in the sky. After having lunch in the cafeteria, they strolled leisurely to the classroom.

After all, they haven't had a proper rest on weekends since they started making short films.

At the age of eighteen or nineteen, having just experienced the most stressful three years, it's really not easy to resist the urge to play during the relatively relaxed freshman year of college.

Many students who were serious and followed the rules in junior and senior high school become completely unruly and lose all sense of reason once they enter university.

Yang Hongye didn't say much, only asking them to help draw the curtains.

Zhou Heming and his two companions arrived at this time.

"I don't know why, but every time I see the three of you, I feel like I wasted my high school years."

Su Hong made a joke.

The same weekend.

Some people have beautiful girls to keep them company, while others can only play the role of mice with their roommates until late at night.

They were already deeply aware of the differences between people at the age of eighteen.

Moreover, Zhou Heming was accompanied by two beautiful young women!
There were only two burly men beside Su Hong.

Zhou Heming gave a dry laugh in response.

"Don't say that. Maybe Su Hong, you'll find a girl who likes you in a while."

Lu Qian said casually.

"Then we'll have to ask Lord Lu Bai to introduce us to the students from the Film Academy."

Su Hong scratched her head.

"Definitely next time."

Lu Qian said with great confidence.

"The main problem is that I'm not familiar with my classmates, and many of them have film crews to work with, so it's not certain that I can organize it."

Because of Ningjiang Entertainment, more than two-thirds of the students in the performing arts department of Ningjiang University were already in the industry before entering university. Among them are people like Ji Yanshi who are already famous at a young age. Compared to these students who entered the industry too early, the boys of the same age seem somewhat immature. Moreover, actresses should avoid dating so early, as they are currently in the rising stage of their careers. Therefore, even if Lu Qian really wanted to organize a matchmaking event, not many people would be interested.

"I was just kidding. I'm so young, it's the time to focus on my career. Women will only slow me down when I draw my sword."

Su Hong didn't take it to heart.

"Besides, if our short film is popular and the movie gets investment and release, then we definitely won't have to worry about people not knowing about it."

"Let's take a look at the finished product first."

Yang Hongye interrupted Su Hong's reverie.

"The effect will definitely be great. Even if people don't believe in you, they should still believe in my abilities."

Su Hong patted her chest.

The editing and post-production of the film were done by directors Yang Hongye and Su Hong. To do this, they often sat in the cafeteria after dinner, using computers to edit the film, and Jiang Rui and others would also sit and study with them. If you didn't know better, you would think it was some kind of club activity.

Incidentally, Su Hong also participated in the selection process for officers of the school's photography association, anime club, and guitar association. She seemed to be enjoying university life to the fullest, and you could hardly find her anywhere except when she was editing videos after class every night.

Jiang Rui and Du Ruo also participated in clubs, but they were just ordinary members who occasionally participated in activities.

Yang Hongye and Gu Yingying also had clubs. Yang Hongye joined the Classical Literature Association, whose daily activities involved writing and composing poetry. Leaving aside that, Gu Yingying originally wanted to check out the Martial Arts Association, but during the interview, she punched the president, who was the interviewer, and was elected as the new president by the others. Being socially anxious, she immediately ran away and never went there again.

As for Zhou Heming and the other two, none of them participated in any clubs.

For them, it's better to spend time with people they like than to waste time on meaningless social interactions with strangers.

The classroom was dark when Yang Hongye began playing the video.

Zhou Heming watched it very carefully.

Even though he was playing himself in the film, Zhou Heming would normally be so embarrassed that he'd dig out a four-bedroom apartment, but because it was the movie he wanted to make, once he immersed himself in it, he didn't care about anything else.

Lu Qian glanced at Zhou Heming, who was focused beside her, and then turned her gaze to the projection screen.

Cheng Shuangjiang stared at the short film, looking at Zhou Heming and Lu Qian in it. She felt a little dazed, as if those distant and hazy times had become vivid again.

Unlike many beautiful girls, Cheng Shuangjiang rarely takes photos or leaves behind any images of herself.

At least in her late teens, she still felt a bit camera-shy and didn't have anyone she wanted to share her life with.

No matter how beautiful the photos are, or how many compliments she receives, it means nothing to her.

But it's different now.

Cheng Shuangjiang believes that photos and videos are a frozen moment in time from the past.

Whenever I see those photos and videos, the corresponding past memories seem to replay in my mind.

She watched the film, seeing the two people's first meeting in the twilight funeral home, their official announcement under the bright moonlight, their cuddling on the bus in the early morning, the lemon mousse cake in the shopping cart, the golden moment of watching fireworks on the balcony, the moon in her window, the story that existed because of her, the night she would never forget, the stage that seemed to be just the two of them, their kiss that promised to stay together for life, and the final farewell and departure.

Cheng Shuangjiang knew.

These are all her treasures.

It is proof that she and he love each other.

Cheng Shuangjiang also knew that without these past experiences, neither she nor Lu Qian would have been able to enter his heart and obtain the happiness they have today.

It was that separation that shaped them into who they are today.

Just like a lyric goes: People eventually have to grow up, spending their whole lives experiencing love and pain.

A short film of less than forty minutes, the length of a TV episode, yet it depicts the entire life of a young girl who lived with all her might.

The classroom remained quiet until the end credits appeared.

Even knowing the plot and participating in the filming, I still couldn't help but be moved when the finished product was presented to me.

a long time.

Yang Hongye then stood up.

"How...how do you feel?"

She was a little uneasy.

"Great! It feels like the editing perfectly captures the essence of the story!"

Lu Qian immediately praised him sincerely.

"It exceeded my expectations; I felt that this was about the same level as what I saw live."

Jiang Rui, as a witness, also gave it extremely high praise.

"As expected of me, I can actually edit a piece of this caliber!"

Su Hong, on the other hand, was quite pleased with herself.

"You still need a professional camera; the quality of the footage is completely different."

Du Ruo said that the equipment she borrowed also played a significant role.

As for Gu Yingying, the little girl was crying her eyes out and was wiping her tears and snot with tissues.

Yang Hongye looked at Zhou Heming and Cheng Shuangjiang.

After all, this is their story.

"I think the editing is very good. For the first time, I feel that this story can give me different feelings depending on the perspective. There are many details that I had previously overlooked, which were also shown through the lens."

Zhou Heming first made a technical comment, then paused and glanced at Cheng Shuangjiang beside him.

"Then, I became even more determined to film the entire script. I hope that this story is not just a depiction of past memories, but can inspire some people and give them some strength to move forward."

Upon hearing this, Cheng Shuangjiang also spoke up.

"I hope to continue to film the complete story."

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I need to finish a script these few days, so I'll update the remaining chapters every other day, on odd-numbered days. It should be finished in about five to ten chapters, and then I'll slowly write the side stories!
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