Oh no, the aloof school beauty has been reborn too!

Lu Xing stood at the door of the reception room, as if he had been put on pause.

He looked at Shen Qingyi sitting inside, a sight that felt both familiar and strange.

She was aloof and beautiful, with a layer of clean frost always between her brows and eyes.

What's unfamiliar is that she no longer seems to be the girl who just entered university at eighteen.

The Shen Qingyi in front of me is clearly more mature.

But the years have not dulled her appearance.

On the contrary, those moments seemed to be gently blended into her eyes and temperament, adding a touch of calm and gentleness to her already stunning features.

Eighteen-year-old Shen Qingyi was as beautiful as snow.

At this moment, Shen Qingyi was like the sun after a snowfall.

She remained aloof, yet possessed an indescribable feminine charm.

She sat there, and even just quietly looked up at you, enough to make you slow your breath.

Lu Xing's mind was in complete chaos.

How could it be her?

Why her?

Why would Shen Qingyi appear at her own company at this time?

Lu Xing subconsciously wanted to ask something.

Before he could speak, Shen Qingyi had already stood up.

She was carrying a thermal lunchbox.

Before Lu Xing could react, she walked up to him and slapped the insulated lunchbox into his arms.

The force wasn't heavy, but the movements clearly carried a hint of emotion.

"Land travel..."

Shen Qingyi looked up at him, her tone fierce:

"Why don't you just live at the company?"

"Don't ever come home again!"

Lu Xing: "?"

He looked down at the insulated lunchbox in his arms, then looked up at Shen Qingyi.

I was completely stunned.

no……

What's going on?

Come back home?

Wait, what home?

Whose house is this?

Lu Xing's brain was like an old computer that was simultaneously running more than a dozen engineering projects.

The fan spun wildly, the CPU exploded, but still no useful information was loaded.

Shen Qingyi stood in front of him.

Her brows were slightly furrowed, her face showing both anger and heartache.

Lu Xing held the insulated lunchbox, which was still warm.

The warmth of the metal casing seeped through my palm.

He glanced down at it.

Perhaps because it wasn't closed tightly enough just now, the lunchbox lid is slightly misaligned.

The rich aroma of the food wafted out instantly.

It has a very home-style flavor.

Rice, stewed meat, and stir-fried vegetables are mixed together, and a clean and warm aroma wafts through the air.

Lu Xing's stomach reacted almost immediately.

Only then did he belatedly realize what had happened.

It seems like I haven't eaten anything substantial since I started working overtime last night, except for that cold cup of coffee.

The aroma almost made his stomach growl.

Lu Xing looked down at the lunchbox again; it seemed to be filled with several layers of food...

You can vaguely see chicken wings and scrambled eggs with tomatoes on the top layer.

The tomato juice coats the egg, giving it a bright color that looks very appetizing.

There was also a small compartment of green vegetables next to it.

Two meat dishes and one vegetable dish—this combination is quite common.

But on this morning filled with the sound of keyboards, it felt especially warm.

The warmth made Lu Xing feel a strange pang of sadness.

He looked up again at Shen Qingyi.

Seemingly feeling a little uncomfortable under his gaze, Shen Qingyi slightly turned her eyes away.

But he still refused to admit defeat verbally.

"What are you looking at?"

Lu Xing opened his mouth, what he wanted to ask was:

Shen Qingyi, why are you here?

What exactly is our relationship?

What did you mean by going home?

Strangely, even though he had a lot of questions in his mind, his body seemed to be out of his control.

His throat moved.

Before those questions could be voiced, their mouths uttered sounds first.

"Okay."

Lu Xing heard himself say in a very natural, even somewhat helpless and indulgent tone:

"I've been too busy lately."

"I'll be able to finish what I'm doing today."

"I promise I'll come home every day from now on, okay?"

Lu Xing: "..."

After he finished speaking, he was stunned.

That's not what he wanted to say.

That feeling was very strange.

It was as if his consciousness was locked deep within his body, and suddenly, he could only watch this "self" speak according to a certain predetermined trajectory.

This body seems to possess another set of memories.

Another part of the journey by land that was unknown...

Yet, these are memories of life that have actually happened.

Shen Qingyi was clearly not appeased immediately upon hearing this.

She wrinkled her nose and gave a soft hum.

"They always use this kind of trick to fool me."

The sound wasn't loud.

It sounded like a complaint, but also like a feeling of being wronged.

"...Only I'm stupid enough to let you lie to me every day."

Lu Xing felt as if something had gently squeezed his heart.

He looked at Shen Qingyi.

The woman in front of me was clearly angry, but there was no real blame in her eyes.

More than anything, it's an overwhelming sense of worry.

"I was just saying that in anger, but you have to come home tonight!"

Shen Qingyi puffed out one cheek slightly and said angrily:

"What kind of person doesn't go home when they have a home to return to?!"

Lu Xing suddenly felt a tightness in his throat and didn't know how to react.

He dared not think about anything else anymore.

(This feeling of happiness is like a rat in a sewer suddenly regaining its sight, but it will go blind after just one look.)

The reception room was quiet.

The faint sounds of keyboards and colleagues talking could be heard coming from the office outside.

But those sounds gradually faded into the distance, as if separated by a thick layer of glass.

Lu Xing looked down at the lunchbox in his arms, then looked up at Shen Qingyi.

She seemed to be saying something, her lips moving slightly.

But Lu Xing could barely hear anymore...

A vague buzzing sound began to appear in my ears, and the light in front of me gradually became scattered.

Shen Qingyi's figure seemed to be swayed by the ripples of water, and the edges began to become unstable.

Lu Xing suddenly felt a strong sense of unease.

wrong……

This shouldn't be happening!

He still has questions he hasn't asked!

He still didn't know what was going on!

Lu Xing tried to reach out and grab her.

But the moment he moved his finger, the entire space seemed to be torn apart by something.

The light distorted, and the sound faded away.

Shen Qingyi's face gradually overlapped with her eighteen-year-old self in the blur.

It was cold and desolate.

Beautiful...

With a hint of unspeakable grievance.

The next second—

"Land journey!"

"Damn it, get up now, Lu Xing!"

A sudden sound rang in his ears, and Lu Xing abruptly opened his eyes.

Holy crap, what's that cow bellowing next to me?

The first thing that catches the eye is the railing above the dormitory bed, and Lin Yuanzhou's enlarged face.

Lin Yuanzhou was standing on the ladder next to his bed, one hand holding the railing, the other still patting his blanket.

Seeing that Lu Xing finally opened his eyes, he visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he immediately raised his voice:

"If you don't get up soon, you'll be late, you know that?!"

Lu Xing lay on the bed, his chest rising and falling slightly.

He stared at Lin Yuanzhou for several seconds, his eyes somewhat unfocused.

Lin Yuanzhou felt a chill run down his spine from his gaze.

"no."

Why are you staring at me like that?

He paused, his expression gradually becoming serious.

"Could Lu Xing be ill?"

"Ouch, should we call an ambulance...?"