"Eh? Where's Zhou Yanyan, why didn't you see her coming with you?"
A boy behind Lin Xiong said and pretended to look aside.
"Stop talking, maybe you're going to appreciate the love letter written by Qianye." Another boy agreed.
"Your eyes are twinkling like stars... Listen, how romantic is that?"
"Hahaha."
Qianye sat in his seat and listened quietly to a few people teasing the content of the love letter that the "original body" had once given to the teacher, although the love letter that was indeed too earthy was not written by him.
But he was the one being ridiculed at this time.
It also made him feel that his mood was not so wonderful...
The process of teasing Qianye by several people did not last long, they just left after saying these few words.
This made Qianye hold back her original idea of getting up and slapping her a few times.
"Forget it, business matters."
He chewed the food in his mouth silently, thinking about how to contact Zhou Yanyan next.
The question is whether she is Kawakiko or not.
Chino needs to figure it out...
Naturally, the big pot dishes in the cafeteria are not as fragrant as those cooked by my mother.
Although eating can actually experience the life he had when he was studying, but if he could choose.
He still wants to eat the scallion noodles made by his mother.
after eating.
Qianye returned to the dormitory to rest.
It was relatively acceptable to him. Fortunately, the other roommates in the dormitory were not one of the smart ones who loved to bully him.
Except for those few students.
Everyone else's minds were quite normal, and they didn't make fun of the "original body" writing a love letter.
Maybe for that matter.
They were the only people who cared.
Reading life is boring...
Both before and now.
Qianye couldn't find the joy of reading in those books. He could only sit in his seat and get through the knowledge that he had learned but had almost forgotten now.
For anyone who has no academic spirit.
Student life is hard.
When Qianye missed school life in the past, he would always wish that if he could return to his school days, he would definitely study hard and become a first-rate academic.
But the facts prove it.
I didn't take it seriously at first.
Even if I try again, the results will be similar.
Except for zoning out during class.
What Qianye does the most is look out the window at the physical education class, the students playing and playing in the playground in a daze...
The school bell rang and then stopped.
It stopped and rang again.
Wait until night falls quietly.
The sky seemed to be shrouded in a layer of haze, and the hot air enveloped the students who were still in the classroom due to evening self-study.
A seemingly rickety fan hangs overhead.
The teacher stood on the podium and bet on the questions that would be tested in the next exam.
It starts with a drop of rain falling on the window.
Gradually.
It suddenly started to rain that day, and it rained in every corner of the school, leaving water marks on the glass...
Evening self-study is over.
Students without umbrellas.
Some took off their school uniforms and put them on their heads and ran towards the dormitory, while others walked in the rain in the narcissistic way imitating idol dramas.
When someone asked him why he didn't run.
He would calmly turn his head and answer.
"What's there to run for? Isn't it raining ahead..."
…
Qianye finished the day.
Except for talking to Zhou Yanyan about borrowing a pen, the rest of the time the two of them seemed to have some deep hatred.
No matter what topic Chino brings up.
Zhou Yanyan was doing her own thing in her own position.
Pay no attention to it.
"It would be great if Park Yunjin was here. His thick skin is the best at striking up conversations."
Chino was wearing wet clothes.
He sat on his bed tiredly.
It's strange to say...
For some reason, the rain stopped when he just stepped through the door of the dormitory, as if God had a grudge against him.
After taking off the soaked clothes.
Qianye glanced at the content on the panel.
I found that tonight, it seemed that I would no longer lose my memory and fall into a coma due to seeing something strange.
So he silently set an alarm clock for three in the morning.
He lay on the bed and prepared to fall asleep.
"So the reason for losing memory is specifically related to my mother?"
"Will time flow back then?"
"If you stop losing your memory, you should have reached the starting point of the story..."
Before falling asleep.
He thought about what to do next.
If you have now reached the starting point of the story, then you will start to enter the real trajectory.
Acting or something.
You can stop now...
It just so happened that tonight, he had another very important thing to do...
…
…
Three o'clock in the morning.
A gentle breeze blew through the school.
The corridor of the dormitory building was dark, and the occasional sound of students snoring could be heard from the room, blending into the quiet night.
At this time, all the dormitory teachers returned to their dormitories to rest.
Silent environment.
Filled with this place...
Because the rain had stopped long ago, many mosquitoes were flying in the air, and from time to time they would get into the dormitory room to find a lucky person to bite.
in the corridor.
Qianye walked slowly and cautiously toward a room not far away.
At a glance.
Just like being a thief...
When I walked to the door of a certain dormitory.
He put down some gadgets he had bought at the canteen, slowly squatted down, and started tinkering without making any noise.
moment.
After the preparations were completed, he leaned forward, opened the door gently, and slipped into the room quietly.
The people in the room were fast asleep on the bed.
Didn't notice his arrival at all...
He pondered for two seconds.
Qianye breathed a sigh of relief at his own slap and moved towards them...
Three o'clock in the morning.
A gentle breeze blew through the school.
The corridor of the dormitory building was dark, and the occasional sound of students snoring could be heard from the room, blending into the quiet night.
At this time, all the dormitory teachers returned to their dormitories to rest.
Silent environment.
Filled with this place...
Because the rain had stopped long ago, many mosquitoes were flying in the air, and from time to time they would get into the dormitory room to find a lucky person to bite.
in the corridor.
Qianye walked slowly and cautiously toward a room not far away.
At a glance.
Just like being a thief...
When I walked to the door of a certain dormitory.
He put down some gadgets he had bought at the canteen, slowly squatted down, and started tinkering without making any noise.
moment.
After the preparations were completed, he leaned forward, opened the door gently, and slipped into the room quietly.
The people in the room were fast asleep on the bed.
Didn't notice his arrival at all...
He pondered for two seconds.
Qianye breathed a sigh of relief at his own slap and moved towards them...
