Love Rival is so cute [Rebirth GL]

Only now did Yang Zixi realize that in the eyes of others, he was a complete liberal arts dog.

The head teacher asked her out specifically to persuade her to study liberal arts.The reason is particularly sufficient: After carefully analyzing your grades, you find that you have a certain weakness in science. Are you interested in studying liberal arts?As long as this momentum can be maintained, our school has a few recommended places for liberal arts colleges, you can consider it.

The names of the following schools made Yang Zixi very tempted, but she still hesitated to reply: "May I consider it?"

After thinking about it, she put this matter behind her.

Unexpectedly, during lunch, Zhong Li asked her: "Do you want to study liberal arts?"

Yang Zixi looked confused and said, "Why did I study liberal arts? I did well in science."

Shi Yao also said at the side: "Looking at it, Chinese is better, it doesn't seem like material for studying science."

Yang Zixi: "..."

In the previous life, Yang Zixi studied science all the way to black, and finally passed a line in the college entrance examination. He was self-willed when filling out the application form. The application form was full of literature, history and philosophy. Then he was admitted to the philosophy department and entered the university Take the impractical philosophical girl road.

Back then Yang Yong was very puzzled and said, "Since you want to study liberal arts, why didn't you choose liberal arts in high school?"

Yang Zixi also forgot why he was so stubborn back then.

Maybe it's because I never paid much attention to my grades, maybe it's because I can still study science, maybe it's because I'm young so I haven't discovered my potential and interest, maybe it's because my friends are all in science classes.

It's hard to recall what I thought in high school.

In short, she did not consider transferring texts in her previous life, and then she studied in a science class that was not up to date, and finally got such a result of not being able to get up and down.

She still remembers when she replied to Yang Yong: "It's too troublesome to memorize. I didn't know that I have to memorize so much science. If I can do it all over again, I will definitely choose liberal arts."

But now that she really did it all over again, Yang Zixi realized that her position was not firm.

She has studied science once, and reading it again in this life is like running naked to Novice Village. Even if she can't remember the specific knowledge, she will definitely do better than the last test if she studies carefully.

If you choose the liberal arts, it is the hard mode.Yang Zixi has roughly read books related to literature, history and philosophy, but has not systematically studied high school Chinese subjects. Although he has a natural advantage in experience, he still lacks in diligence.

Coupled with all kinds of miscellaneous considerations, Yang Zixi has almost made a decision.

Even Yang Yong asked: "Xiaoxi, do you want to forward the text?"

Yang Zixi hardly hesitated: "No, I'm reading well now."

Yang Yong asked: "Don't you want to study philosophy? I thought you would definitely turn there."

Yang Zixi asked subconsciously: "You made the transformation between arts and science?"

In the previous life, I was muddleheaded in high school, and I didn't know that I would really study philosophy in the future. Only in this life did I tell Yang Yong about it firmly.So could this be something that Yang Yong created?

Yang Yong avoided her eyes with some embarrassment, touched his nose, and said, "Oh, I just expressed such a wish to the head teacher. I thought you wanted to study liberal arts."

No wonder the teacher in charge would talk to me specifically about this matter, and he also brought the temptation of the college, which was quite hard work.

Yang Zixi rolled his eyes and said, "Science can also be applied to philosophy. Anyway, I don't want to transfer it. If you want to transfer it, you should transfer it."

Yang Yong has always been more tolerant in these aspects, so he said, "Okay, you make your own decision, just tell me if you need anything."

Yang Zixi didn't need anything.

Cheng Bi has been absent for the past few days, and the seat has been forcibly occupied by Yang Zixi.

Chang Yi has a lot of things, and he always needs to collect homework books from time to time, so the two of them simply vacated the middle seat, put all the books on the middle table, and put them on the bookshelf.

As a result, the drawers are less crowded, and the storage boxes with books next to the legs of the table can also be put away.

Yang Zixi sat right behind Yan Haiqing again, returning to the days when he stared at Yan Haiqing's neck and hair every day.

Ever since she wrote a small note on Yan Haiqing's back on the first day of school, and Yan Haiqing didn't seem so disgusted, she began to scribble on Yan Haiqing's back from time to time.

At the beginning, she was always afraid that this behavior would go beyond the rules.Because it was so flirtatious.

If she hadn't had such a relationship with Yan Haiqing, this kind of thing would be easier to talk about.But when couples who have already broken up do this, there is a hint of flirtatiousness in it.

Breaking up is breaking up, even if you want to get back together, it's not the way.

She frightenedly complained about the teacher on Yan Haiqing's back, and when she found out that Yan Haiqing was standing still, she became more courageous.

If Yan Haiqing is not happy, she can move her body forward.

Gradually, she began to write gossip on Yan Haiqing's back.For example, "Why didn't Cheng Bi come to school?" "Shi Yao won an award" and other meaningless sentences.

Yan Haiqing never replied, like a silent castle, seemingly invincible.Yang Zixi would have thought that Yan Haiqing had never seriously translated these words.

She wrote on Yan Haiqing's back:

[Which university do you want to study? 】

[Can you take the first place in the monthly exam? 】

Yan Haiqing didn't answer such directional words.

Yang Zixi finally admitted the fact that she was just tickling Yan Haiqing for so long.

This was something that should be melancholy, but Yang Zixi felt relieved.

Now Yan Haiqing is as silent as a tree, all the ramblings can be handed over to her, and Yan Haiqing will not mention it afterwards, as if she has never heard of it.

It's safe.

She could hardly resist telling her secret.

Recently, she has often dreamed about things from her previous life, and it started with a nightmare that reproduced the illusion of death.In that nightmare, she kept falling, and there was no hand to support her and bring her back ten years ago.

In the dream, she had a premonition that if she fell like this again, she would lose consciousness for a moment, and then really... die.

She woke up from the dream instinctively, her heart was beating non-stop, and it was about to pop out of her throat.

Yang Zixi has never thought about death. She tried to treat the experience of falling from the mountain more than a year ago as a special bungee jumping, and she did. She buried the memory of the previous 25 years well and did not think about it. What is going on with death, don't think about whether the world will still exist after your death, don't think about the grief your parents and friends will experience, and don't even think about...whether this world is real.

Who would have thought that after a year, the fear would slowly pervade her every nerve, making her palpitations.

Only then did she realize that even if she didn't think about it, her subconscious still remembered the fact that she had died once.

The 25 years in her previous life could not be defeated by a simple one-year high school experience. At this moment, she is more of the 25-year-old young woman who was dumped on the eve of her wedding.

There is a group of friends and a pair of happy and enlightened parents who have never loved anyone.After all, don’t people rely on emotional bonds to determine their own existence?Everything has been filed back ten years ago, who can prove that the self in the previous life is real?Even the previous life was not real, so how could the self in this life be real?

When she woke up, she found that she was in the classroom. It was evening self-study, and she fell asleep doing the papers, so she had such a dream.

Yang Zixi trembled all over, still lingering in the aftertaste of death.

At that time, she accepted the matter frankly, why did she suddenly come out and dream again now?Could it be that his reflex arc is really so long?

When she woke up she moved so much she shook the table.Everyone thought she was just falling asleep normally, and didn't react much, only Yan Haiqing turned around and looked at her seriously.

This environment is so strange, even though this is a group of classmates who have lived together for a year, she still feels strange.

No one has ever met in the previous life, Yang Zixi has a serious feeling of losing control.

Except Yan Haiqing.

Yan Haiqing looked at her with concern eyes that would not appear in the photos in his previous life, and the doubts of "what's wrong with you" were written in his eyes.

Yan Haiqing could feel the trembling of the other party's feet on the bar of his chair, he could see the unconscious shaking of Yang Zixi's body, he could see Yang Zixi's gradually pale face and empty eyes.

She thought Yang Zixi was ill, hesitated for a while, and asked with the shape of her lips: What's wrong?

Yang Zixi also answered with lips: Yan, Hai, Qing.

He paused every word, and read Yan Haiqing's name very clearly.

At this moment, Yang Zixi should have gone to Class [-] to find Zhong Li and Shi Yao, the two people she could quickly find who had been through her two lifetimes, to give her a shot of peace of mind.

But she looked at Yan Haiqing, but she didn't want to move.

She tried hard to recall the photos of Yan Haiqing she saw in her previous life, trying to find the same expression from the similar facial features to prove that she was indeed herself.

But apart from his facial features, Yan Haiqing was not at all similar to that photo.

Yang Zixi still couldn't fall from the cloud of the near-death experience to the ground.

Yan Haiqing stared at her for a long time, still worried, hesitated for a long time, then stretched out his hand to touch Yang Zixi's forehead.She thought she was sick.

But Yang Zixi grabbed Yan Haiqing's hand, and found comfort from the familiar touch and warm body temperature.

this is true.These hands and this body temperature told her emotionally that the existence on the other side was real.

Then you should be too, right?

Yang Zixi almost shed tears.