The cycle begins to repeat itself today.

I thought I would feel repulsed or even terrified by this situation, but I strangely became calm when I thought about these things.

This is strange, but it is indeed the most reasonable way.

The ability to rewind time challenges the most fundamental and pervasive rule in the world. Time is immutable, a truth, an unalterable fact, yet I don't know why I gained the ability to go back in time. Having obtained and used such power, how could it be possible that I wouldn't pay even the slightest price? That's impossible.

If you want something, you have to pay the corresponding price.

If all that's happened to me is part of this price... then there's simply no way I could fight against it. The rules of time have been distorted, sending me back to the past, and so many times at that; it's a miracle I'm still alive.

I calmed down, and the bitter feeling became especially clear.

I felt I was prepared, but in reality, it seems I wasn't. However, I'm not particularly worried about it. Not knowing the underlying principles means I don't know of any remedies. The fact that I haven't completely closed my eyes and left this world yet is already a great blessing. I can't ask for too much.

The weather is quite hot now. Even sitting in the classroom, the temperature isn't low at midday, and the cold sweat on my forehead is almost dry. I still can't sleep, but what just happened has made me a little afraid of the view outside the window. I didn't look in that direction anymore, and instead looked around the classroom.

There weren't many people in the classroom. The top students in the front section were probably still eating in the cafeteria, and there were only one or two people taking a nap at their desks. There were more people in the back of the classroom, but not by much. They weren't particularly fond of studying, so they naturally wouldn't waste their lunch break in the classroom. They would probably only come in from outside when class was about to start.

I was feeling a bit bored, so I glanced at my phone. It wasn't even 1 p.m. yet, and I still had an hour and a half before class. There was nothing to do. I couldn't help but think about some things I hadn't figured out yet; at least this way I could stop thinking about those things that would give me a headache.

However, even with these thoughts, most of the remaining issues didn't seem to require any special attention. I racked my brains but still didn't know what I should do, and finally, the only thing that came to mind was Lin Yin.

Anyway, I'm bored right now, so I might as well go to Lin Yin's classroom and see if she's there. Maybe I can find her. Lin Yin's social skills are somewhere between Ye Zi's and San Yue's, but she probably doesn't have many friends. She can only maintain a position where she's not ostracized, but she also doesn't have any close classmates.

It's almost 1 p.m. now, and there's a high chance she's already finished eating and gone back to the classroom. Even if she's not in the classroom, it doesn't matter. Going to see her is just a side thing. My main goal is to stop thinking about all those random things.

I stood up and walked towards the classroom door. Just as I reached the door, I heard a group of girls talking, and I quickly recognized March's footsteps among them. I walked forward to meet her. She was talking to her "friends" and ignored me.

I walked downstairs.

Chapter 155 The Deserted Rooftop

I came down from upstairs. The school was unusually noisy at this time of day. There were sounds of all sizes coming from all directions. There were many students, teachers, or other people walking in the same or opposite direction as me. I walked through the crowd.

Normally, I try my best to ignore what others are saying, but this time, in order to fill my mind and prevent myself from thinking about anything else, I focused intently on their meaningless conversation. While it did have some effect, their conversation, which was utterly uninteresting to me, quickly made me lose interest. Forcing myself to continue listening despite my lack of interest was not an easy task for me, so I quickly gave up and returned to my original state.

Although the sound didn't decrease, the burden on my brain was significantly reduced.

I arrived at the side of the main building and saw that the side door Lin Yin had told me about was open, with one or two people occasionally passing by. I walked towards the side door and entered the main building.

As soon as I entered, I felt it get a bit cooler. There was a breeze blowing through the corridor, not strong, but quite comfortable. Next to me was a staircase leading upwards, and next to the staircase were groups of students chatting, probably also coming here to enjoy the breeze.

I ignored them and went straight to the third floor where Lin Yin's classroom was. Compared to the teaching building where my own classroom was, the main building was much more enclosed, and the sound of my footsteps on the steps was unusually loud, which made me unconsciously soften my steps to try to reduce the noise.

I went up to the third floor and immediately saw Lin Yin's classroom. I walked over and peered into Lin Yin's seat from the window. I saw a girl sitting in Lin Yin's seat, and she looked exactly like I remembered. There was no one around her. She sat quietly in her seat, head down, seemingly reading a book.

I had just brushed past March when I arrived. If March wanted to maintain her status as a top student in the class, she wouldn't have come here. Lin Yin must be Lin Yin, I've come to an answer I already knew. The feeling of boredom returned to my mind.

Perhaps because I had been watching Lin Yin for a while, she sensed my gaze. Both sisters were remarkably adept at reading people. After she saw me, her previously calm expression changed slightly; she seemed somewhat surprised, but since she was sitting by the window, I couldn't see her clearly.

She stood up from her seat and walked out of the classroom. I took a step back, making sure I was no longer in front of their classroom window, and waited for Lin Yin for a moment. After she came out of the classroom, she looked around, saw me, and quickly walked over.

I smiled at her, and her face turned red.

"Have you eaten yet?" I greeted her.

"I've already eaten. Why did you come here?" she asked me, her shy expression unable to hide the confusion on her face.

"I was bored, so I came to see what you were doing, is that not allowed?" The image of Lin Yin in the classroom yesterday flashed uncontrollably in his mind, and he reached out to her face as if possessed.

Lin Yin quickly grabbed it, and nervously looked around: "No, not here... come this way."

She let go of my hand and continued walking upstairs. I remembered something and looked up at the ceiling not far away. There was indeed a camera indicator light shining, indicating it was working. Lin Yin had stopped me from doing anything. I didn't know if the camera had actually recorded anything, but it shouldn't be a big problem. I followed Lin Yin upstairs.

I had been expecting her to take me to some abandoned classroom or something, but Lin Yin surprised me. She led me straight up to a door. This door was different from the iron door that locked the stairs to the second floor. It was a security door, and it was covered in dust.

I recalled the structure of the main building and remembered a protruding structure on the rooftop that I could see every Monday morning when I raised the flag... This must be the protrusion, the door to the outside world.

I looked around and didn't see any cameras or anything like that. If you want to do something but don't want to be discovered, this is indeed a good place.

But I still felt my imagination was a bit too limited. I watched Lin Yin walk to the place by the door where there was a pile of odds and ends. There was a dusty old-fashioned wooden table that was no longer in use. She bent down and looked inside, reaching in to fiddle with it. I saw her push aside a piece of paper and pick up something covered by it... it was a key.

Could it be...?

Just as I expected, Lin Yin took the key and walked to the dusty security door, inserted the key, turned it a few times, and I heard the sound of it locking. Then, Lin Yin opened the dusty door.

I was genuinely surprised.

"Come on, this way..." She stammered a little, her face turning noticeably redder. She went inside first, and I followed her in. After looking around and seeing that there was no one there, I looked at Lin Yin.

"Just close the door... The doorknob is on this side. It's been so long since anyone other than me has been here."

Upon hearing this, I closed the door.

How did you get the key to this place?

"The key here was originally kept in the teachers' office downstairs. One day, when I came to help a teacher with some work, I saw this key behind the door with 'Rooftop' written on it. Since I had already finished my work, I... I was a little curious, so I took the key and came up to take a look. After finding out that the key worked, I... got a copy made. If I don't have anything to do on the weekend, I'll stay here for a while..."

Perhaps feeling that what she was doing was wrong, she seemed a little hesitant when she explained. But I was genuinely happy about this unexpected surprise.

He reached out and ruffled her hair: "You little rascal."

Hearing my words, she looked up at me, and when she saw the smile in my eyes, her gaze held a hint of anticipation.

I figured it out in an instant, or perhaps I just wishfully thought it out. I hooked her chin, pulled her closer, and gently kissed her amidst her shy and timid expression.

I found that I didn't have much resistance or hesitation about it.

Chapter 156 The Mysterious Delay

The information my brain was giving me was different from my own actions. I doubted whether I could completely control my body. The sensations transmitted through my fingers or lips were exactly the same, but I always felt that there was something... a barrier, a delay, between me and my body.

It wasn't that there was a delay in the transmission of tactile sensation; on the contrary, I even felt that I had become slightly more sensitive, as the tactile sensation of Lin Yin's skin was clearly transmitted to me. What was delayed was the command my brain sent to my body. I felt that my actions were always a beat slower than my thoughts, and my determined attempt to break away and experiment was also delayed.

This situation quickly improved after I successfully broke free from close contact with Lin Yin. I have doubts about my own behavior. Take what I just did, for example... Although I have changed, someone like me shouldn't be able to do something so bold and succumb to desire.

Lin Yin's eyes became unfocused. It was only around one o'clock in the afternoon, and there was still a long time before class. Perhaps she could play for a while...

I snapped out of my daze, biting my tongue to stimulate my mind with the pain—a method I'd used before downstairs at Ye Zi's house. The thought that had just surfaced naturally in my mind after seeing Lin Yin's expression had strayed from my original purpose. I began to feel a sense of panic, a fear that my mind might be undergoing changes, or even being gradually infected and possessed by something else.

Taking advantage of the fact that I wasn't feeling that way yet, I stepped back a little. Lin Yin noticed my movement and looked at me, her dazed eyes gradually turning into confusion. Not wanting to cause any trouble, I pretended to turn around to look at the scenery and walked towards the edge of the rooftop.

The main building is probably the tallest in the school. From its edge, I can see the edge of the school grounds, the old teaching building hidden among the leaves, and the cafeteria opposite it. Turning my head, I can see the playground with many students running around, and the school gate, which is blocked by this protruding part of the building on the other side. People can be seen everywhere.

"This is truly a rare sight." This isn't flattery; I genuinely believe it. The feeling of looking down from a high vantage point is always exhilarating. However, after watching for a while, I was reminded of the leaves falling from the rooftop and the corpses lying in pools of blood, their bodies no longer intact. I couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Lin Yin, who passed me, walked to the edge of the rooftop, leaned on the edge with both hands, and looked around.

“I really like coming here. Sometimes when I feel like I can’t stay in the classroom any longer, I come up here to rest for a while. I haven’t even told my sister about this place.”

She turned her head and looked at me. I was slightly taken aback, but I knew what she meant.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone, no matter who it is."

She laughed, then quieted down a bit: "It should only be around one o'clock now..."

She hinted at it, but because of what had just happened, I didn't have any particular thoughts. I couldn't help but put on the knowing smile I often wore when I was with her: "The reward you promised can't just be given away like that."

Lin Yin gave a slightly disappointed "hmm," then quickly looked up again: "You still haven't told me why you came to see me."

"Can't I come to you unless there's something important?" I asked back.

"It's not that it's impossible... it's just that you come to me and don't do anything, so it seems pointless."

I could tell she was complaining. I couldn't help but laugh again. It was midday, the sun was at its highest, and there was a patch of shadow next to the security door, covered by the edge of the building. I stepped back into the shadow and sat down against the wall; at least the area around the wall was relatively clean. I didn't see any moss or anything like that.

"Come over here, it's easy to get heatstroke in this sun."

After hearing what I said, Lin Yin walked over to me and sat down not far away.

"Why did you just want to do something fun, but now you've gone to the side?"

Lin Yin then moved closer. Her shoulder touched mine, and I started having strange fantasies, which were already beginning to affect me. The timing might be just right; I wanted to test how much of an impact it would have on me, whether it would become as intense as it was in the classroom, even giving me a headache.

I placed one hand on her other shoulder, and the strange sense of delay returned, allowing me to see the slightly expectant expression on Lin Yin's face. I gently pulled her towards me, letting her lean to her side. Lin Yin was rather petite, and when she lay down, her head rested perfectly on my lap.

"Take a short rest. I'll wake you up at two o'clock. You guys don't start class half an hour early, do you?"

"...It's 2:30. The second year of high school isn't as tiring as the third year."

"Really? That's actually quite good. Take advantage of the relatively relaxed time now and rest a bit. Once you're in your senior year of high school, you won't have so much time to relax."

I gently brushed Lin Yin's hair aside, tucking the stray strands behind her ears. Because of my body's strange sense of lag, I can probably only do things like this that can be done slowly and deliberately.

Lin Yin curled up and became quiet, her eyes still open, just staring silently ahead.

I observed Lin Yin from top to bottom, which allowed me to see her entire body. Compared to March, her figure was slightly less impressive, but she had become more of a cute style. I looked at her chest, thought for a moment, and reached out my hand towards it. I found that the strange sense of lag suddenly disappeared. But when I tried to pull my hand back, the feeling suddenly returned.

The meaning was so clear that I couldn't help but smile wryly.

My hand hovered above Lin Yin's body for a moment, and just as I felt I could pull it back, Lin Yin grabbed it and placed it on her chest without any hesitation. She still didn't speak, but her eyes were closed.

"...Go to sleep." I gave a bitter laugh to myself. Whether it was due to objective or subjective reasons, it seemed that I couldn't pull my hand back anymore.

Chapter 157 Mysterious Laughter

Because of my partial contact with Lin Yin, my mind was filled with all sorts of random thoughts. Fortunately, I was still able to control my body, at least not letting those external ideas dictate my actions, which was a good thing. However, in this state, I couldn't think about anything else.

I began to doubt whether it was truly necessary to verify Lin Yin's identity, but even this doubt was quickly drowned out by those erotic fantasies. I couldn't fall asleep even with my eyes closed; instead, the fantasies became clearer and more alluring… Perhaps I should stay away from them from now on.

But whether it's Ye Zi, whose fate is about to be sealed, or San Yue, whose relationship has already become abnormal, or Lin Yin, who is currently resting her head on my lap and I don't even know if she's asleep, my hand is still on her chest. Just saying that I want to stay away from them is probably not very realistic.

The only thing that makes me feel lucky is that, in this relationship, I don't seem to be the one who's at a disadvantage. And, although there's some delay in my movements, at least I can still control my body, so that my actions aren't completely disrupted by those things that appear out of nowhere.

It was quiet all around, but my mind was racing, and I couldn't focus on anything else.

Time ticked by, but to me, it felt like an eternity, and I had no real sense of its passage. I tried to clear my mind, to do nothing, and opened my eyes to gaze up at the sky. The phenomenon I experienced in the classroom didn't repeat itself. Was this not a constant state after all?

But what about these images that pop into my head?

Although I tried my best to ignore these images flashing through my mind, I still couldn't completely disregard them. These images appeared out of thin air, without any basis or foundation. The scenes, clothing, postures, and even the number of people had absolutely nothing to do with the content of the scene I was in.

The only clue that can be considered is that when I touch Lin Yin, all the images in my mind involve Lin Yin. This is perhaps the only thing that has some basis.

Perhaps it was because those images kept flashing through my mind that my body reacted on its own, making me feel a little uncomfortable. And Lin Yin's head was unfortunately positioned right there on top of me. I thought about moving my position slightly, but the lingering lag in my body made it a little difficult to do so.

With one hand held tightly by Lin Yin, I used my other hand to support her head and prevent further intimate contact. Lin Yin didn't move; she seemed genuinely asleep. I felt a little relieved.