Having been given a second chance at life, who would still want to pursue her?

Until I don't know how much time had passed.

A deep voice brought Chen Jianji back to his senses.

"Hey, what are you still standing here for? Lights out!"

He turned his head and saw an elderly man with slightly gray hair.

Chen Jianji smiled and said, "He's the dormitory supervisor."

"Teacher Zhou."

"Hey? It's you, kid?"

Teacher Zhou pushed up her reading glasses and stared intently at the person in front of her.

"I've not seen you come home late these past few days, but you're late again today?"

Chen Jianji paused for a moment.

He suddenly remembered that even after evening self-study sessions ended, he would always pester Lin Qingxue to teach him more problems.

Time just kept ticking away.

The entire teaching building was empty, so Chen Jianji escorted the other person back.

But when he rushed back to the boys' dormitory, the lights were almost out, or had already been turned off!

So many times we've met.

I also became familiar with Teacher Zhou and knew that he was a kind-hearted old man.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have let him go home every time he came home late, after all the pleading and cajoling.

In Teacher Zhou's words...

"Since we're going to let them through anyway, what difference does it make whether we let them through sooner or later?"

"You seniors are already so tired, do you think we'd make you stand outside as punishment instead of letting you go home to sleep?"

...

Upon seeing familiar faces, it's as if I can hear those familiar nagging voices echoing in my ears.

Unfortunately...

In his previous life, Chen Jianji managed to take a rare trip back to school, but he never saw Teacher Zhou again.

...

"What? Did you get late for tutoring from your class monitor again this time?"

Teacher Zhou's voice gradually brought Chen Jianji back to his senses.

He looked up, shook his head, and explained.

"No, I just came down to throw out the trash."

"oh..."

Teacher Zhou stepped forward and asked.

"Is it really garbage?"

Chen Jianji paused, then smiled and said, "What else can we do? We've already thrown them all in."

Teacher Zhou then nodded.

"That's good. Before lights out, everyone knew there would be an inspection tomorrow, so many people threw away a lot of things. Some threw things away by mistake, or they couldn't bear to throw them away and then searched for them again."

"Do you want to check again? For things like phone chargers, as long as they are charged the correct voltage and meet the regulations, we'll only give a reprimand, but we won't confiscate them or punish you."

"The garbage truck will come tonight to take them away, and they won't be here tomorrow."

Chen Jianji glanced at the trash can, then shook his head and laughed.

"It's okay, they're all unimportant things. The charger is very useful, I'm not stupid enough to throw it away."

"You little brat."

Teacher Zhou was both amused and exasperated.

"I'll chat with you another day. I'm going back to sleep now, so as not to trouble you."

Chen Jianji waved to Teacher Zhou.

He turned around and walked back towards the dormitory building, without glancing at the trash can again.

Teacher Zhou watched Chen Jianji's figure gradually disappear in the corridor and slowly shook her head.

"If you're useless, why have you been standing here for so long?"

"But it's good that you've thought it through, it's good that you've thought it through."

"Think it through, and you won't blame this old man later."

He murmured softly, then picked up his phone and dialed a number.

"Alright, you can have it taken away now. Keep it down, the children are asleep."

"If we do an inspection tomorrow, at least half of the illegal electrical appliances will be gone, and I, the old dorm supervisor, won't get a terrible scolding."

A soft laugh came from the other end of the phone.

"You just don't want the students to get scolded, do you?"

Teacher Zhou smiled broadly.

"No way, I'm already this old. Keeping my job and being able to retire is more important. Please come quickly."

"Okay, okay, it's coming."

......

In the dormitory.

Chen Jianji lay quietly on the bed.

On the bed next to Liu Hai, the faint glow of a nightlight could be seen through the dark bed railing.

He was still reading a book.

Yes, he's aiming for law school, which requires a high score.

There's also Zhao Yong.

He also pulled up the bed railing, and the dim light made it difficult to see clearly.

But the rustling sound of the pen on the notebook was extremely faint, almost drowned out by the chirping of insects outside the window.

Chen Jianji remembers that he and Wang Shuxian made a promise to take the entrance exam for the same university.

Zhao Yong's grades were still a little lacking.

besides...

Chen Jianji glanced at his bedside.

Zhang Ziliang's slightly heavy snoring, which the others were already used to, began to rise.

There are four people in the dormitory.

In other words, Zhang Ziliang occasionally felt pressure from his father's love, and he would study for three minutes.

The remaining two each have their own pursuits.

And he himself...

Chen Jianji looked away and stared blankly at the ceiling.

He also plans to take the undergraduate entrance exam.

His total score from the recent mock exam immediately flashed into his mind.

350 points!

This score isn't even good enough for a decent junior college.

No one would believe that he could get a bachelor's degree at this stage.

Perhaps he was provoked by Liu Hai and Zhao Yong.

Chen Jianji got up, pulled up the bed rails, and opened the bedside desk.

Having taken the college entrance exam once before, he at least had some recollection of the questions.

When he sat down in the examination room that year, and the test papers were distributed, he felt that all the questions on the test paper were very familiar.

These are all similar question types that I've seen in workbooks.

And essays...

Although it was a long time ago, my memory of it is somewhat vague.

But as long as we follow this direction, coupled with our already much-developed understanding, we can succeed.

Chen Jianji felt that he could still get a high score.

Let's set a small goal first.

Next time, raise his score by 100!

Chen Jianji pulled out all the exercise books he always kept in his schoolbag.

Holding a pen, I recalled the reminders from my hazy memory one by one, highlighting the key points.

Biology, physics, chemistry...

My strengths are math and physics, oh, and of course, Chinese.

Everything else is a weak point.

To be able to achieve an exceptional score of 400 in the college entrance examination, one must have a solid foundation.

Time passed second by second.

Until Chen Jianji pulled out his English workbook.

Thump~

A soft sound.

A beautifully wrapped diary fell out.

There was no lock on the book cover.

As it fell, the pages turned.

Chen Jianji was slightly taken aback.

He forgot that he should have taken one of these things off and thrown it away.

Almost instantly.

Suddenly, lines of text appeared on the previously blank pages.

【2013.5.20】

...

I really didn't want to accept anything from him on this day, but Ah Yan had been wanting to eat this cake he bought for a long time...

...

Chen Jianji paused.

Is today May 20th?

He looked at the familiar handwriting.

Compared to the disbelief I felt when I first saw it.

At this point, there was no longer any emotional fluctuation.

But the scene of that day in my senior year of high school is becoming increasingly clear in my mind.

He bought a small cake from the shop, the kind he usually likes to eat.

It has a milky flavor.

It's not that this particular one is that delicious.

It's because only this flavor has a heart made up of two simple strokes on its packaging.

"Oh..."

Chen Jianji couldn't help but chuckle softly.

No wonder, no wonder he ate that little cake tonight.

It doesn't seem to taste like what I imagined.

He thought it had been ten years, and that he had tasted too much food and eaten too many amazing desserts.

My preferred taste has changed.

But now that I think about it...

Maybe this thing just wasn't tasty to begin with.

It just gradually seeped into Chen Jianji's subconscious.

The filters and the memories added to its appeal.

A self-deprecating smile appeared on Chen Jianji's lips.

He reached out to put it away.

The words on the pages suddenly changed.

......