My girlfriend was reborn.

Chapter 57 Birthday, The Zhang Family's Path

Chapter 57 Birthday, The Road Home

On October 23rd, the Frost's Descent solar term arrived. The wind and smoke cleared, and the sky and mountains shared the same color.

"By the way, how are you so sure it's my birthday today?"

In the morning, on the bus, Cheng Shuangjiang asked with a smile.

She was wearing the same loose-fitting cherry-colored blouse with ruffles she wore on the day she went to the used bookstore, a beige sweater vest, a thick dark blue long skirt that reached her ankles, sneakers, and a red string on her left ankle that was faintly visible.

To prevent it from getting cold at night, I also put on a khaki trench coat.

Zhou Heming wore a dark blue sweatshirt and dark trousers, a classic autumn outfit for men, and also carried a bag.

"Because it's the Frost's Descent solar term."

Zhou Heming answered as a matter of course.

Last night, they hugged for a while before finally separating. The two young people blushed and couldn't say a word. They mumbled a goodnight before Zhou Heming ran home as if he were escaping.

And then, to my dismay, I had insomnia.

Fortunately, today was a day without studying, a day to enjoy himself to the fullest. He didn't need to get up early, and it was past nine o'clock when he sent a message to Cheng Shuangjiang while yawning.

Then he discovered that the school beauty, who was ranked first in the grade, also seemed to have overslept.

A sweet feeling suddenly welled up in the boy's heart, making it hard for him to hide the smile on his lips.

"Didn't you consider that the day of Frost's Descent might fall on the 24th? Or that I might celebrate my lunar birthday?"

Cheng Shuangjiang's question caused Zhou Heming's smile to freeze instantly.

"I checked the year you were born, and it was indeed the 23rd. Also, your previous posts on social media were all based on the Gregorian calendar. Plus, your uncle, uh, Teacher Cheng mentioned it was today, and you also invited Lu Bai to come out and play today, so... I shouldn't have made a mistake, right?"

He immediately began to explain his reasoning in a somewhat incoherent manner.

"Yes, it's today."

The girl nodded in satisfaction and leaned closer to his ear.

"Even if it's the lunar calendar or tomorrow, since Ahe made preparations today, then today is my birthday."

A critical hit.

Zhou Heming's ears immediately turned bright red.

To hide his shyness, he sat up slightly, not daring to look into the girl's eyes.

"I also know that Ahe's birthday is July 7th."

"I don't usually celebrate my birthday."

Zhou Heming paused for a moment, then immediately continued.

"But I would be happy to spend as many birthdays as I want with you."

"Hehe, I was born after Ahe."

Although she was a soul reborn at the age of thirty-five, Cheng Shuangjiang seemed to care a lot about her age.

"This means that from the moment I was born, I have lived in a world with A-He. Every minute and every second of my life, A-He is there. I can't imagine how I could live without A-He."

Zhou Heming hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

He originally wanted to tell the girl not to say such silly things, since they were both still young.

But then she realized that in another timeline, after Zhou Heming, who was thirty-five years old, passed away, Cheng Shuangjiang was reborn.

Therefore, what the girl said was true; in a world where Zhou Heming did not exist, she indeed found it difficult to move an inch.

"fool."

That was all he could say.

"So, for Ahe's birthday, I'm going to prepare a super, super big surprise for you~"

She pursed her lips and said with anticipation in her eyes.

"Then I'll be waiting for that day."

The bus arrived at the stop, and they quickly got off.

Lu Bai was already waiting at the bus stop.

The school beauty was wearing a bright yellow shirt that only revealed the collar and a little bit of the hem, a red striped sweater with yellow and white contrasting colors, wide-leg jeans, gray casual shoes, a beige canvas bag, and a red beret. She was already a bit tall, and at that moment she looked like a college student on an outing.

When the two got out of the car, Lu Bai was on his phone, it was unclear whether he was chatting or discussing work.

"You two look quite well-matched today."

Upon seeing them, Lu Bai put away his phone and looked around.

"I thought we'd go straight to the places to have fun."

This is a lakeside residential area. Unlike the high-rise residential buildings with forty or fifty floors that can be seen everywhere in Jiangcheng, this area was developed earlier and has only "low" buildings of a dozen floors, as well as many old buildings of six or seven floors without even elevators.

The lake is indeed very large, but compared to the most famous South Lake in Jiangcheng, this Ink Lake is obviously relatively unknown.

"Let's come here first. There's something I'd like to show Shuangjiang."

Zhou Heming glanced at the girl beside him and naturally took her hand.

"Then I'll go?"

Lu Bai made a sarcastic remark.

"It's on the way, it'll be quick."

Zhou Heming explained, pulling Cheng Shuangjiang along as they walked forward.

Lu Bai glanced at the two figures as they walked away, sighed, and followed them.

Zhou Heming moved nimbly through the alleys, seemingly very familiar with the area.

At this moment, even Lu Bai, who knew nothing, vaguely guessed what the destination was.

They stopped in an old residential area, under a ginkgo tree with golden fallen leaves. Zhou Heming pointed to the tenth floor of the building.

"Look, over there on the tenth floor, yeah, the one with several potted plants on the windowsill, do you see it?"

Cheng Shuangjiang and Lu Bai followed his finger and quickly found the window with the rusty security bars. On the windowsill, there were several pots of flowers, still blooming in this season, colorful and vibrant.

That used to be my home.

The boy said with relief.

“My parents both graduated from Jiangcheng University and were classmates. After graduation, they worked hard in this city for many years, got married, bought a house, and had me. This place has been my home since I was born.”

“I remember that this road was cool in the summer. Although it was a detour, I always took this road. Sometimes, I would see an old man playing the violin by the window, and he would greet me with a smile.”

“Here, once I was playing hide-and-seek with a friend in the yard. He hid in this corner and covered himself with an old sofa. He fell asleep and I searched for a long time but couldn’t find him. In the end, I went to my mom crying and said I had lost my friend.”

“At that intersection, there used to be an auntie pushing a cart selling spicy hot pot. It was very cheap and delicious. Back then, if someone treated you to a meal, you were sure to be friends with them for life.”

"No one usually uses this track, but for a while, it was a track for the boys in the neighborhood to play with their four-wheel drive cars. Unfortunately, I could only watch from the sidelines with my book at that time."

"You can see the railway tracks from there. When I was a child, I often climbed onto the roof to watch the trains go by and count how many carriages they had. On weekends, the trains would come one after another, and an afternoon would pass by just like that."

He didn't organize his thoughts or follow any order; he just said whatever he saw or thought.

"Later, my mother got sick and passed away. After discussing it with my father, we sold the house to pay off our debts, and I moved in with my uncle."

From that time on, Zhou Heming no longer had a "home".

He glanced at the young girl beside him, who was holding his hand and listening to his story. He knew that in her original world, Zhou Heming had finally found a "home" again when he turned thirty.

so.
Is it Zhou Heming?

Suddenly, a slightly aged voice came from behind, causing all three of them to look over.

An elderly woman was slowly walking back into the residential area from outside, pushing a shopping cart that was fully loaded with groceries.

"Grandma Qian? Long time no see, you look so radiant."

Zhou Heming quickly recognized the other person.

“This is my former neighbor. When I was very young, if my parents weren’t home, I would leave her at Grandma Qian’s house.”

"Hello, Grandma Qian." "Hello."

Cheng Shuangjiang and Lu Bai also greeted them.

"Hey, you brought your girlfriend along?"

Grandma Qian was in high spirits. When she saw the two pretty girls, she was delighted, but soon she seemed a little confused.

"Oh dear, look at how senile I am, I'm seeing double, how come I have two girlfriends?"

"Grandma Qian, this is my girlfriend, Cheng Shuangjiang, and this is our friend, Lu Bai."

Zhou Heming's lips twitched, and he immediately pulled Cheng Shuangjiang forward a step, while Lu Bai silently moved half a step away from the two of them.

"Okay, okay, hey, what happened to the girl's arm? Be careful."

Grandma Qian looked at Cheng Shuangjiang's arm in a cast with some heartache. As an elderly woman of her age, she couldn't bear to see young people suffer.

"It's alright, Grandma Qian. You just bumped into something and you'll be fine soon."

Cheng Shuangjiang answered with a smile.

"That's good. Hey, wait a minute."

As she spoke, Grandma Qian began to rummage in her pocket, and soon pulled out a fifty-yuan note, which she stuffed into Cheng Shuangjiang's hand.

“Keep it. Zhou Heming is practically my grandson. You’re his girlfriend, so I should give you a red envelope when you come to visit. I just don’t have much money on me and don’t have a red envelope, so please don’t mind.”

"How can we accept this?"

Cheng Shuangjiang declined somewhat nervously, looking at the wrinkled yet clean banknotes in her hand.

"Just for good luck, wishing you a speedy recovery."

Grandma Qian smiled, revealing a few missing teeth.

"Then you should accept it."

Zhou Heming gestured for the girl to accept the money, whispered a few words in her ear, and then exchanged a glance with Lu Bai before Cheng Shuangjiang finally accepted it.

"Thank you, Grandma Qian."

"Sigh, ever since you moved out, this yard feels much quieter."

Grandma Qian rubbed her back, using the stroller for support, and said with some emotion.

"A family moved into your house later, and their child is now in junior high school and doing quite well. I used to say that your house has good feng shui, and people living there must be blessed. It's a pity."

"Then your house is right next door, and the feng shui is very good."

Zhou Heming smiled.

“Okay, all good. Your grades must be great now. Back then you said you wanted to go to Ningjiang University and become a screenwriter. We’ll watch your movies and TV shows at home.”

Grandma Qian was pleased by Zhou Heming's coaxing and started talking non-stop.

Cheng Shuangjiang glanced at Zhou Heming, but the boy showed no difference and simply smiled in response.

“Zhou Heming used to have many girls in the neighborhood who liked him, but he didn’t date any of them. Little girl, you are the first girl he brought home.”

Grandma Qian started reminiscing about Zhou Heming's childhood.

"So he has a lot of girls who like him?"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Shuangjiang immediately became interested and asked in a serious tone, while also giving Zhou Heming's palm a squeeze.

"Of course, he was a good student, knowledgeable, and mature. Girls all liked to be around him, but he moved away later."

Grandma Qian smiled and then looked at Zhou Heming.

"Zhou Heming, you'd better treat her well. Don't just take her for granted. You have to cherish her, understand?"

"Ok, I know."

Zhou Heming nodded.

At this moment, Lu Bai, who had left sometime earlier, returned, carrying a fruit gift box. She and Zhou Heming exchanged a glance, both looking quite smug.

"Grandma Qian, we didn't prepare any gifts, this is just a small token of our appreciation, please accept it and have a meal with your family."

Zhou Heming took the fruit gift box and placed it on Grandma Qian's trolley.

The old man declined several times, but in the end he couldn't resist the three of them and accepted the gift, which was definitely worth more than fifty yuan.

They politely declined the elderly woman's invitation to stay for dinner and waved goodbye to her.

"I've transferred the money to you, thank you."

Zhou Heming knew the price of the gift boxes at the fruit shop near the entrance and quickly transferred the money to Lu Bai.

"How about that? I'm pretty good at reading people, aren't I?"

Lu Bai didn't stand on ceremony and immediately accepted the transfer.

"That is required."

The boy hadn't expected that Lu Bai would know what he was thinking with just a glance.

Perhaps, all kind people are alike.

Cheng Shuangjiang looked at the two of them and walked over with a smile.

"I received an unexpected gift today."

"Yes, the blessings of the elderly are very precious."

Zhou Heming took her hand.