Girlfriends

When Zong Ying woke up, she found herself lying on the bed in the dormitory.There seemed to be the sound of cicadas in my ears, and the old ceiling fan above my head was also creaking.

...Wait a minute, she's lying on a bed in the dormitory? !

After three seconds of blank thinking, Zong Ying sat up from the bed and looked around in disbelief... This, this, this is really her university dormitory!

but.

Isn't she dead? !

After floating for so long and finally losing consciousness, did you still fail to reach the Naihe Bridge?

Or is this a necessary memory before drinking Mengpo soup?

... This procedure is too cumbersome, hey!

Just as Zong Ying was complaining silently wholeheartedly, the door of the dormitory opened slowly.

Immediately afterwards, a figure walked in lightly, and then closed the door again with the lowest sound--the usual practice of considerate girls in university dormitories so as not to wake up their roommates who are taking a nap.

Zong Ying lifted the mosquito net, "I'm already awake!" From her height, she could clearly see Ye Xiaohan, who had just entered the door, putting the lunch box-shaped thing in her hand on the table, "Bring something delicious to bring back gone?"

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Zong Ying was stunned. She was too used to it, didn't she?

Well, she can't be blamed, after all, before she died, she had been roommates with Ye Xiaohan for nine years, and she didn't move out until after that incident... and she died within a few days.

But... After all, this is a memory before death, and Ye Xiaohan in front of her is probably just a phantom, so it doesn't matter what she says at this time.

Thinking of this, Zong Ying took another careful look at the other party.

Little leaf.

They had been roommates for nine years, and before that, they had been best friends for six years.

Nine plus six.

A full 15 years of time.

Zong Ying lost her mind unknowingly, and then, when she regained her senses, she was startled by Ye Xiaohan who suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

The other party stretched out a hand in front of her eyes in a serious manner, "Little Yingzi? Where did this fugue go?" Seeing that she still didn't respond, he stretched out his arm and touched her forehead directly, "Hmm , it seems to be still a little hot, let's take your temperature again later. I brought you porridge back, should I get out of bed to eat or bring the small table up?"

Zong Ying stared blankly at the person in front of her. She had already felt the coolness of her palm, but...

"Can you see me?"

Hearing this, Ye Xiaohan tested the temperature on her forehead with her hand again with some uncertainty, "My God, Xiao Yingzi, you must be burnt out, right?"

Until watching Ye Xiaohan move the small table under the "stairs" up and set it up, and drank more than half a bowl of white rice porridge with sugar under her gaze, took the thermometer she handed over to measure her temperature, and took the She took the medicine with the pills and water cup in her hand, then lay down again and covered herself with the quilt. What Zong Ying thought was the same all the time. Isn't this memory too realistic? !

but.

Sure enough, this is her life, oh, it should be said that it is the happiest memory in her previous life?

She lived to be 27 years old.

She and Ye Xiaohan have been best friends for 15 years.

More than half of life.

In fact, there could have been more, if they could just continue walking all the way smoothly.

Unfortunately……

In the memory, she was having a fever, and Zong Ying felt that she was gradually getting sleepy for some reason.

When she was about to lose consciousness again, she thought in a daze, this time it might really be the end.

I don't know how long it took.

Zong Ying opened her eyes, and it was indeed dark around her.

Only there seemed to be a little, hazy warm orange light in the distance.

She narrowed her eyes slightly and looked in that direction, trying to see more clearly.

Then I realized—

Isn't this still in the dormitory? !

And that bit of light was clearly the light of a desk lamp exposed after most of Ye Xiaohan's table was covered with a lampshade.

It was only then that Zong Ying really realized that something was wrong.

After moving her hands and feet a little, she walked down the small "stairs" beside the bed, walked straight to Ye Xiaohan's table, and patted her on the shoulder with a serious face.

Ye Xiaohan, who was reading a book, turned her head quickly as if she had been taken aback by her, and then exhaled softly, "Scared me. How is it? Do you feel better?"

Zong Ying nodded subconsciously. After a whole day's rest, she seemed to have really lost her fever, and even her breathing felt a lot clearer.But... her head seems to be more dizzy.

So she grabbed another chair and sat down, then said very seriously with a still serious expression, "Ye Zi, what year...is it?"

Ye Xiaohan obviously didn't expect Zong Ying to ask such a question.She closed the book in her hand at once, her expression became a little strange, "I said... what's wrong with you?"

Zong Ying looked into her eyes and repeated slowly and stubbornly, "What year is it now?"

Ye Xiaohan took a deep look at her, "2007."

In fact, before she answered, Zong Ying had already seen the calendar on the table, on which was written "October 2007".

There was a full 30 seconds of silence.

Zong Ying suddenly remembered something and got up and went back to her desk, and took the mobile phone in the corner.

She still remembers that cell phone.

Accompanying her for four full years of college time, she finally decided to replace the black Nokia N73 with all functions still in good condition.

Unlock the screen and go directly to the calendar. As expected, October 2007, 10 is written on the calendar of the day.

Facing Ye Xiaohan who walked to her side worryingly, Zong Ying only patted her hand lightly and said that she still felt a little uncomfortable and wanted to rest first, and then climbed onto her small bed again.

But this time, lying on her soft pillow, she no longer felt sleepy.

She didn't know how to face the current off-line plot.

As a young girl who grew up in the new era, she also read many shoujo comics and romance novels in high school and college, and she is no stranger to themes such as "time travel" and "rebirth". At that time, she still had a special love for such plots.

But she never expected that such a fantasy thing would actually happen, and it still happened to her.

At this moment, Zong Ying couldn't help but wondered whether this was a prank by the God of Death or Lord Hades. She only needed to sleep again to wave goodbye to the world smoothly and return to ashes.

However, looking at the current situation, it seems... unlikely.

It took her a long time to force herself to calm down and sort out the current situation.

Simply put, after a very coincidental accidental death, she was reborn.

It was less than two months since I was reborn to the year when I was admitted to university.

...Well, thinking about it this way, shouldn't she be thankful that she didn't go back to high school after being reborn, or before going back to university for military training?

Zong Ying gently turned over and looked towards Ye Xiaohan through the mosquito net.

She is still as she remembers.

Heh, in fact, in the "previous life", they only saw each other for a few days.However, after a brief separation between yin and yang, it really made her feel like a world away.

She had already opened the book again, and looked at it seriously under the half-blocked light.Against the warm orange light, her side face looked extraordinarily beautiful and moving.

After a while, Zong Ying closed her eyes dejectedly.

At this time, they are obviously still so good.

Little leaf.

You said later, how did we get to such a field step by step?

The author has something to say:

Everyone 314 White/Happy Valentine's Day~

I was very touched when I saw many old friends, I love you all~

This article is tentatively scheduled to be updated every other day, and the next update will be the day after tomorrow~

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