My girlfriend was reborn.

Chapter 73 The Closed Loop of Fate

Cheng Shuangjiang was wearing a pink gradient sweater, a white cotton-padded skirt, and a light beige down jacket over it. Her right hand was no longer wrapped in a cast as it had been at noon, but was now exposed in front of Zhou Heming.

The delicate, fragile, and gruesome wounds that one could hardly bear to look at formed the first impression of that right hand that should have been blessed by the gods.

Compared to his scarred left hand, the wound on his right hand was larger because it required the implantation of bone screws.

"Ah He?"

The girl approached Zhou Heming with a smile on her lips and even waved her right hand in front of his eyes.

"What, you've forgotten about your girlfriend as soon as you saw a new pretty girl?"

"No, no."

Zhou Heming grabbed the right hand.

It was obvious that her right hand was very weak, and even when she tried to clench it back, it was still extremely frail, which made Zhou Heming feel a pang of pity and heartache.

"The doctor said the recovery is going very well, and the success rate is quite high if further surgery is needed."

The girl casually mentioned news about her future as if she were talking about the weather.

"Will it still hurt?"

Zhou Heming inquired.

"No, actually, even if you hold my hand right now, A-He, I won't feel anything, so it won't hurt at all. I'm very lucky."

Her smile remained bright as she looked over Zhou Heming's shoulder at the girl who had used up an entire pack of tissues.

"Classmate, are you okay?"

Yang Hongye, who had been called upon, had stopped sobbing, but her breathing was still a little rapid. Her eyes were red, and she looked at Cheng Shuangjiang with a slightly embarrassed expression. After hesitating for a moment, she finally spoke.

"I'm fine, it has nothing to do with him, I just remembered some bad things."

Yang Hongye muttered to herself, then glanced at Zhou Heming again.

"Thanks for the tissue, I'll return it to you tomorrow."

She hurried away from the teaching building.

"It seems I misunderstood A-He."

The girl smiled.

"It might be because the film being analyzed was so tear-jerking. Oh, right, it was Yang Hongye."

Zhou Heming watched the other person's departing figure and explained.

"Wow, I never imagined she looked like this when she was young, hehe, it feels so amazing."

Perhaps because Cheng Shuangjiang had only met Yang Hongye when she was in her thirties, she felt somewhat unfamiliar with this Yang Hongye who seemed like a sentimental young girl.

It's like watching martial arts actress Gu Yingying when she was young and still a whiny girl.

"The question is correct."

Zhou Heming added.

"I feel that my written test score should be, well, not too bad."

He simply shared the good news.

"Then let's see how tomorrow's interview goes."

Cheng Shuangjiang took Zhou Heming's hand with her left hand, and the two walked towards the school gate.

"By the way, I told my uncle that I wanted to explore Ningjiang University and the surrounding area with you some more, so let's take the high-speed train a little later."

"Okay, but do you know the roads around here?"

"Of course, because you, Ahe, have told me about the layout here many times, and you even said you would come to audit classes."

Upon hearing Cheng Shuangjiang's words, Zhou Heming suddenly felt that fate was truly wondrous.

Cheng Shuangjiang had never been to Ningjiang University; her knowledge of the place came from the description given by Zhou Heming, who was thirty-five years old.

And now, she's going to use this description to take eighteen-year-old Zhou Heming on a tour of Ningbo University's campus.

This subtly formed a closed loop of fate.

"It seems that studying at Ningbo University was indeed my obsession in my past life."

Zhou Heming was already able to discuss these matters with Cheng Shuangjiang quite frankly.

"So, A-He, keep up the good work!"

As Cheng Shuangjiang spoke, she placed her right hand to her lips and gently bit it, as if she were thinking about something.

"I'm not at the point where I need to reward someone for this."

Seeing through the girl's thoughts, Zhou Heming chuckled.

He guessed that Cheng Shuangjiang would probably coax him like a child, saying that he would be rewarded if he passed the targeted exam, so he spoke up in advance.

"Ah He is getting to know me better and better. Don't you want to know what the reward is?"

She was laughing so happily that the innocent-looking male college students passing by couldn't help but stop and look over, wondering if they were filming a campus idol drama and searching for nearby security cameras.

"Don't tell me, I'm afraid I'll regret it."

Zhou Heming knew that his composure at eighteen was so weak that he was no match for Cheng Shuangjiang.

"Hehe, I like Ah He like this."

She acted like a clingy little girlfriend, grabbing Zhou Heming's arm with her right hand and walking towards the school gate, her footsteps rustling through the fallen leaves of the plane trees that were everywhere in Ningjiang.

Zhou Heming secretly hoped that he and the girl would walk this path together countless times in the future.

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"It's really rare that you would come to Ningjiang."

In a private room of a casual restaurant near Ningjiang University, a place frequented by students, Cui Ming took off his deerstalker hat, lit the tobacco in his briar root pipe, and looked at his old classmate Cheng Lingjun beside him.

“Bringing students to take the exam.”

Cheng Lingjun doesn't smoke, but he knows the guy next to him is a heavy smoker. He was addicted to smoking back in his school days and can't write anything without it.

During the final exam period, he could finish a pack of cigarettes in one night, and over time, he became familiar with the smell of cigarettes on this guy.

Whether it was because he had really gotten used to it or not, Cheng Lingjun actually managed to stand the swirling smoke.

"How are they doing? Are you confident?"

Cui Ming waited for the tobacco to burn quietly before taking a light breath and exhaling a thin wisp of smoke.

"Both should be alright, but I'm more optimistic about one of them."

Cheng Lingjun paused.

"Old Cui, are you having interviews tomorrow?" "I don't have time for that; I've given them to my students."

Cui Ming pointed to the side and looked at the young woman who was only twenty-five or twenty-six years old. She was the one who had been proctoring the exam with him today.

"Hello, Teacher Cheng. I am Feng Yu, and I am a student taught by Teacher Cui."

The girl, who identified herself as Feng Yu, introduced herself with a smile.

"You even supervise master's students?"

"It's the Doctor."

Feng Yu offered a kind reminder.

"A PhD? It's quite difficult to graduate with a PhD from Ningbo University. Your advisor took eight years to complete his degree."

"It's been seven and a half years."

Cui Ming corrected.

"Teacher Cui shouldn't make things difficult for me."

Feng Yu smiled and came to her mentor's rescue.

"Speaking of which, Lao Cheng, were you thinking that if I were the interviewer, you would tell me which student you were?"

Cui Ming was curious.

In his memory, Cheng Lingjun had never tried to take such a shortcut.

"After all, he is a student I have high hopes for."

He's also a guy that Shuangjiang (the author) really likes.

Cheng Lingjun silently added in his mind.

How optimistic are you about it?

"Just like your teacher had high hopes for you back then."

Upon hearing this, Cui Ming fell silent for a moment before speaking softly.

"Speaking of which, I actually met a student I know who is said to be quite talented and is going to take the drama exam. I read the ideas he gave me for the script, and they were indeed quite interesting."

"It seems that the pool of students for drama this year is quite good."

Cheng Lingjun sighed with emotion.

"We were pretty good back then too. Even including you, an unofficial member, we were quite capable fighters."

Cui Ming waved his hand and put down his pipe.

"It would be even better if she stayed too."

“Going to the frontier was her choice, and none of us could stop her.”

"I haven't even said which 'she' I'm referring to yet."

"."

Cheng Lingjun felt that he had been betrayed.

"I wanted to buy sweet-scented osmanthus and drink it with me, but it turned out to be different. I was a young man traveling."

Cui Ming looked slightly wistful, then smiled and said in a serious tone.

"Haha, I'm just kidding. Tell me quickly, what's the name of that student you're so optimistic about? Also, tell me the other one. Tell Feng Yu to keep an eye on him during her interview."

Cheng Lingjun glanced at Feng Yu and said in a deep voice.

"Zhou Heming".

*
"My uncle went to see his old classmate and probably won't be back until very late tonight."

In Zhou Heming's hotel room, Cheng Shuangjiang, who had already washed up, was sitting on his bed wearing a down jacket and a skirt.

"oh oh!"

Zhou Heming was a little nervous.

It wasn't because of that sentence, but because this was the first time he had been alone in a room with Cheng Shuangjiang, who was not injured.

A sense of novelty—no, anyway, a wonderful feeling lingered in his heart.

"Let's do the final mock interview. I've already asked my uncle about the process."

The girl took out a stack of papers, which were probably the interview materials given to her by Cheng Lingjun.

"Okay, okay."

Zhou Heming felt that this mock interview was probably even more nerve-wracking than the actual interview.

The two had a mock interview that lasted for more than two hours. Tomorrow, they will be interviewed by drawing lots. They need to be there at nine o'clock in the morning to draw lots, and the latest they may be interviewed is around three o'clock in the afternoon. If they are lucky, they will have time to prepare.

At eleven o'clock, Cheng Shuangjiang packed up her documents and stood up.

"After courage training, A-He can now answer these questions very easily~"

She continued to fulfill her duties as the fully automated Zhou Heming praise bot.

"Fortunately."

Zhou Heming scratched his head and stood up as well.

"So."

Cheng Shuangjiang took two steps toward the door, and before Zhou Heming could make a sound, she immediately turned around and snuggled into his arms.

Without the plaster cast in place, the girl's hands landed on his back, hugging Zhou Heming tightly.

"This is today's charge."

Her soft, murmuring voice came through.

Even though they had hugged several times, Zhou Heming still felt his heart beating incredibly fast.

"Ah He's heart is beating so fast~"

Even the young girl had noticed.

"As fast as me."

The two of them quietly embraced in the room, feeling each other's warmth.

Then, Cheng Shuangjiang leaned her head closer, her pale cherry-colored lips brushing against Zhou Heming's ear, her soft breath accompanying her words.

"If Ahe passes the targeted exam, then my first kiss will be yours~"

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