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

On the second-to-last day of military training, the sun was still scorching.

Lu Xing stood in the formation of the Computer Science Department, his hands pressed against the seams of his trousers, his eyes fixed ahead.

Tomorrow is the last day of military training.

It was also the day he was preparing to confess his feelings to Shen Qingyi.

He had expected to be nervous, to repeatedly think about what to say the next night, and to worry about how to handle the situation after being rejected.

But when the time actually came, he found that what he thought about most was not the confession itself.

Rather, it is Shen Qingyi herself.

Ever since that shattered dream, in which "he" called her "wife," Lu Xing's feelings towards Shen Qingyi have become increasingly complicated.

Of course he likes it; he no longer needs to deceive himself about that.

Beyond what I like, there are too many things I can't see clearly.

The girl seemed to be shrouded in layers of mist.

She knew his tastes and some of his little habits that he hadn't mentioned.

She knows him too well.

It felt like I was running naked across the grasslands, completely exposed to everyone.

Lu Xing let out a soft breath.

Everyone has secrets, including himself.

If he were to reveal that he had been reborn, people would either think he was crazy or laugh at him for reading too many novels.

Therefore, it's perfectly normal for Shen Qingyi to have secrets.

These things will not affect his feelings for her.

What truly weighed heavily on Lu Xing's mind was something else entirely.

All signs point to an outrageous, yet undeniable, conclusion—

Shen Qingyi is not an ordinary person.

In the past, Lu Xing would try to convince himself.

For example, it might be a coincidence; she's just too observant and overthinking things.

But to let him fool me like this now would be an insult to my intelligence.

Ultimately, what he feared wasn't whether Shen Qingyi was normal or not...

Even I was reborn, so what right do I have to demand that others be normal?

What he truly fears is loss.

What if Shen Qingyi is really like those characters in novels, a deity or demon who descended to earth to undergo some kind of mortal tribulation?

If she completes some task...

Will he suddenly disappear from his world?

She even cast a spell on him before leaving, making him completely forget everything related to her.

In that case, he wouldn't even know who to be sad for, and besides...

Even if memories in the brain disappear, will every emotion and feeling in the heart really disappear completely?

"Third row."

The instructor's voice suddenly rang out.

"Someone's eyes are wandering."

Lu Xing instantly regained his composure and stood up straight.

Several people around him were trying not to laugh.

The instructor glanced at him but didn't actually punish him; he simply said:

"When you're standing at attention, just stand properly and don't let your mind wander."

Lu Xing stared straight ahead, pretending nothing had happened.

But it's not so easy to control one's thoughts.

He wandered back to those two dreams again.

One time was at the company.

The adult Shen Qingyi brought him food, her tone filled with an overly familiar complaint.

One time was at home.

She was wearing her pajamas and cooked him a bowl of noodles.

The "Lu Xing" in her dream called her wife.

Both dreams felt so real.

It was so vivid that he still remembers the contents of his dream.

Do you dream about what you think about during the day?

That doesn't seem to be the case.

But if it were said that Shen Qingyi used some kind of magic to invade his dream, it wouldn't make sense.

Lu Xing had tried to probe her several times in the past few days, but her reactions were always very natural.

At least Lu Xing didn't detect the slightest bit of guilt.

If Shen Qingyi could truly enter his dreams at will and know what he was dreaming about, then she shouldn't have reacted that way.

Of course, it could also be that she acted too well.

But to say that those dreams are a manifestation of memories is even more absurd.

Needless to say, in this life, he and Shen Qingyi had only known each other for a short time.

In his previous life, he was certain that he had never been this close to Shen Qingyi.

Not to mention marrying her.

Just thinking about it is outrageous enough.

In his previous life, he was just a corporate programmer. How could he have been so capable of marrying someone like Shen Qingyi?

As Lu Xing was pondering this, the whistle finally sounded ahead.

"Ten-minute break!"

The formation instantly relaxed.

The group of people scattered as if their power had been cut off.

Lu Xing picked up a glass of water and took a sip. Just as he was about to sit in the shade of a tree for a while, he heard someone calling him from afar.

"Land journey!"

He looked up.

Lin Yuanzhou ran all the way from the School of Economics and Management, and he was running quite fast.

Lu Xing was somewhat surprised:

"Why did you come here?"

Lin Yuanzhou took a couple of breaths and waved his hand:

"I have something to ask you."

"What?"

Lin Yuanzhou first looked around, then leaned closer and asked in a low voice:

"Can you play the guitar?"

Lu Xing was stunned for a moment.

Why are you asking that?

"Aren't you going to confess your feelings tomorrow night?"

Lin Yuanzhou raised an eyebrow.

"If you can play, I can get you a guitar by tomorrow night."

Lu Xing remained silent for two seconds.

"Where did you get it from?"

"That's none of your business."

Lin Yuanzhou hooked his arm around his shoulder, clearly excited.

"Just tell me if you can or can't you?"

"Whether it's before or after you confess your feelings, just play any love song you like."

"Tsk...won't that make all the girls swoon?"

Lu Xing's lips twitched:

"You've been watching too many idol dramas, haven't you?"

"What's wrong with idol dramas?"

Lin Yuanzhou spoke with righteous indignation.

"As long as it works, that's enough."

Lu Xing didn't immediately deny it; he did indeed know a little about the guitar.

I studied it for a while in junior high school, and I practiced it quite seriously back then.

I was busy in high school, and after college I didn't touch it at all, which has been many years.

He doesn't mind showing off his talents; these are things you learn to use anyway.

The problem is that I haven't played for so long, so I'm bound to be rusty.

If I were to play it on the spot tomorrow night and it went wrong, I might as well just confess my feelings honestly.

Lu Xing thought for a moment and asked:

"Can we get the guitar first?"

"I need to practice."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yuanzhou frowned.

He stroked his chin, thought for a moment, and finally said:

"I'll give it a try, but don't get your hopes up too high."

I'm not sure if I can borrow it today.

"But I can definitely get you one tomorrow night."

Lu Xing looked at him:

"Are you that confident?"

Lin Yuanzhou patted his chest.

"If you don't have a guitar by tomorrow night, I'll come to you with my head."

Lu Xing's lips twitched slightly.

"What on earth are you up to now, kid?"

"What do you mean by 'this child'?"

Lin Yuanzhou said with dissatisfaction:

"Please respect the strategist in your love life."

Heh, you sycophantic advisor, go away with your sycophantic manual.

Lu Xing ignored his banter and looked at him to confirm:

"Explain yourself clearly first, are you sure you haven't done anything else shady?"

Lin Yuanzhou blinked.

"for example?"

"For example, banners, candles, onlookers, or things like suddenly turning on lights or a group singing?"

Lu Xing's tone was very serious.

"I just want to find an opportunity to have a proper talk with her."

"It doesn't need to be too complicated, just having a location will do."

After hearing this, Lin Yuanzhou's smile faded slightly.

He loosened his grip on Lu Xing's shoulder and gently patted his back.

"Nothing like that, we just helped you set up the venue a bit."

"Anyway... you'll find out when the time comes."

He paused for a moment, then a slight smile appeared on his lips.

But that smile was different from usual.

"Land journey".

Lin Yuanzhou said:

"Don't worry, I won't mess this up for you."

Lu Xing looked at him, slightly taken aback.

This is unlike what Lin Yuanzhou would normally say.

He was just about to ask, "What's wrong with you?" when a whistle suddenly blew from the other side of the playground.

Immediately afterwards, the instructors from the School of Economics and Management began to assemble.

Lin Yuanzhou's expression changed.

"Holy crap, we're doomed!"

He immediately turned and ran.

After running a few steps, he turned back and shouted to Lu Xing:

"Leave the guitar to me!"

"All you need to do is prepare your lines for tomorrow night!"

After shouting, he sprinted back to his own formation.

Lu Xing stood there, stunned for a second.

He then shook his head, but couldn't help but smile slightly.

If you want to play the guitar...

What song should I play for her?

Soon, the assembly whistle blew out at the Computer Science department as well.

Lu Xing put away his water bottle and rejoined his group.