Jing Ci got out of bed, opened a bottle of mineral water, and took two gulps.

Li Zhou was not in the dormitory, and he only had half a day off a week, which he cherished very much. At this time, he and his sister had gone to the arcade to catch dolls, and even the toiletries were brought back by Jing Ci for him.

The cold water slid down his throat and into his stomach, causing waves of shivers, and successfully pulled Jing Ji out of his heart palpitations.

He stood by the bed leaning on the bedrail, his whole body was cold and his fingertips were trembling.

Last time, he only dreamed of a fragment from when he and Yingjiao were in college, but today, he almost dreamed of the entire process of their relationship from the moment they met.

It was so clear and coherent, not like a dream, but more like another period of life.

When he thought of the scene in his dream where Ying Jiao was still waiting at the place where they said goodbye after he died, Jing Ji's heart felt as if he had been stabbed by a needle, the pain was severe.

He clenched his fists and forced himself to stay rational.

Before this, Jing Ci had never doubted his identity. He was just a book traveler who accidentally entered the world of the novel.

But the dream just now made him realize that this might not be the case.

It's very possible that he didn't travel through time, but...returned.

Jing Ci's pupils dilated slightly. He fell down on the bed and held the cool water bottle for a long time. When his mood calmed down a little, he continued to think about it.

In the novel, Qiao Anyan counterattacked after being reborn, and a small red mole exactly like his own appeared on his ear.

Now, although Qiao Anyan has been reborn, he is still hovering at the bottom of his grade. His ears are clean and there is nothing.

Thinking back to the words Qiao Anyan said in the dream, Jing Ci's chest rose and fell, and his breathing became rapid.

He didn't know how he arrived in another world, how he came back, and he didn't know what the novel was about. But he was sure that Qiao Anyan used some means to destroy his life and even tried to replace it.

.

Jing Ci's back was against the wall, his eyes were red. Originally, he and Ying Jiao were supposed to be a couple.

He came here not by chance, nor by God's trick, but by fate.

Jing Ci suddenly wanted to Yingjiao very much, even if it was just to read his messages. He fumbled and took out his mobile phone and sent Yingjiao a WeChat message.

Something buzzed and vibrated under the pillow. Jing Ci was slightly startled, and then he remembered that Yingjiao's cell phone was with him.

He reached out and took out his cell phone, holding it in his hand and rubbing it slowly.

It was already evening, the lights were not turned on in the dormitory, the light was a bit dark, and the black mobile phone almost blended into the darkness.

Jing Ci held it, but felt inexplicably at ease.

This is something that Yingjiao uses every day, something that smells like him.

After calming down for a while, Jing Ji unlocked his phone and clicked on WeChat, intending to delete the message he had just sent. His eyes fell on the chat bar above, but unexpectedly he saw in the last message of a group, and

Content related to yourself.

[Uncle of the He family]: You show off so well every day, does Brother Ci know?

Although he has held Yingjiao's cell phone for several days, Jing Ci has never deliberately looked through it.

He couldn't help but join the group and pull up the chat history to see what He Zhou meant.

Then, a world he had never known slowly appeared in front of him.

Jing Ji saw that every little thing about the progress of their relationship, every bit of what he did for him, was shown off by Yingjiao.

Reading between the lines, although it is very... short of words, one can feel his uncontrollable joy.

Is this how he describes himself all the time in front of his best friends?

Jing Ci's cheeks felt hot. He entered his name in the search box and clicked through them one by one.

When he saw a certain place, his fingertips suddenly stopped.

It turned out that the party during the end of the month holiday was not a routine class dinner as he thought. It was actually a party that Yingjiao deliberately organized for him, knowing that he did not want to go home.

The corners of Jing Ci's eyes were red. He raised an arm to cover his face, but the exposed corners of his lips were curled up.

On the other side, in the private room of Yuewixuan, Yingjiao refused the birthday cake handed over by He Zhou, picked up a bowl of pickled cabbage and duck soup, and drank it slowly.

Opposite him, Zheng Que was eating a spicy rabbit head and said, "We only drank a few cans of beer in the box. I don't know if we can return the rest."

Peng Chengcheng answered expressionlessly: "It should be possible."

Ying Jiao turned to look at him: "Why are you ordering so much if you can't finish the drink?"

After being with Jing Ci for a long time, he unknowingly picked up some of Jing Ci's habits.

"Don't mention it." Thinking that they almost made a mistake, He Zong couldn't hold back his joy: "We originally thought that you and Brother Ci broke up, and we were going to get you drunk and talk some tricks."

Yingjiao paused for a moment, he couldn't bear to hear such words now.

Even if he had no choice but to have a last resort reason, he and Jing Ci were indeed separated, and it was he who took the initiative to do so.

The word "break up" hurts you every time you hear it.

He put down the soup bowl, lowered his eyes and took a sip of beer: "Sick? You're fine, why should we separate?"

"Then what seat did you suddenly change?" Zheng Que had been curious these past few days. Now he finally got the opportunity and immediately asked every opportunity: "And you kept a cold face and said nothing that night."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly felt blessed: "No, Brother Jiao, did you quarrel with Brother Ci, so you followed others' example and ran away from home? You are waiting for Brother Ci to coax you."

He Zhou choked on a mouthful of Kung Pao Chicken and almost sprayed it on Peng Chengcheng's face.

Ying Jiao raised her eyelids and glanced at him: "Can your play be as low as your test score?"

He took another sip of beer and said calmly: "Before you speak, please take a look at the callus on your right hand. If you are single, don't forget to speculate on the love between lovers, okay?"

Zheng Que: "..."

Zheng Que was so angry that he almost had a myocardial infarction. He rubbed his neck and sneered: "Haha, just be tough, we don't know the specific situation anyway."

He Zhou nodded wildly on the side: "Yes, that's the truth."

"That's very well said. I applaud you." Yingjiao rolled up his sleeves slowly, revealing the couple's bracelet on his wrist, and smiled: "Do you need me to remind you why you didn't watch a movie this afternoon?"

Zheng Que choked and had nothing to say.

Yingjiao chuckled, lowered his head and was about to continue eating, when Peng Chengcheng suddenly said: "If you have something to say, just ask, don't seek death."

He Zhou was stunned: "What kind of death are you doing?"

Peng Chengcheng hesitated for a moment and then said it: "He asked me about online gambling the day before yesterday."

At this time, even Zheng Que, who had just received a critical blow, raised his head again: "Brother Jiao?"

"What are you thinking about? I can do that? I just read the news and asked casually." Yingjiao picked up a chopstick and put the pickled fish in the bowl. Taking advantage of the opportunity to eat, he lowered his eyes to cover the pain in his eyes.

Chill.

After rebirth, the last thing Qiao Anyan wants is to fall into the same situation as in his previous life.

But gambling is one of the two most difficult things to quit in the world. It is said that a person's nature is easy to change but hard to change. Can Qiao Anyan really be able to resist the temptation when faced with it?

Yingjiao raised the corners of her lips in a bad way, so let's give it a try.

Because they had to go back for evening self-study at seven o'clock, they had no other plans after dinner. Yingjiao went to the Cantonese restaurant next door and packed up two salt-baked squabs before heading to school.

Jing Ci has lost a lot of weight these days and needs to make up for it.

Afraid that the pigeons would get cold, he walked a little hastily and accidentally tripped.

Behind him, He Zhou tutted: "Brother Jiao, are you drunk? You can't drink enough."

No one can say that Brother Jiao is not good, he is good in every aspect.

Yingjiao turned around and glanced at him sideways: "How could it be? I also know that I like Jing Ci."

He Zhou: "..."

He Zhou took a deep breath, resisted the urge to hit him, and gave him one word: "Get out!!!!"

After arriving at school, Yingjiao originally wanted to go directly to the dormitory to find Jing Ci. But after looking at the time, he estimated that he should be in the classroom by now, so he entered the class first.

His guess was correct. Jing Ci was actually sitting there reading a book and didn't even raise his head when he heard the noise.

Yingjiao walked over and knocked on his table: "I brought you something to eat, come with me."

Squab is not a snack and cannot be eaten directly in the classroom. Yingjiao took Jing Ji to the end corner of the corridor and then stopped. He opened the lunch box and handed him the chopsticks: "I know you ate it tonight.

Rice, so I didn’t buy too much, can you eat it?”

Jing Ci's heart was still a little sour because of that dream. Now that he fed her like this, it turned into sweetness.

Yingjiao even thinks about herself when she goes out to eat.

He took the chopsticks and said softly: "You can eat it."

"That's good, eat it quickly, it will be fishy when it's cold."

Jing Ci nodded and took a chopstick of squab. He didn't eat it directly, but raised his head and asked Yingjiao: "Brother, do you want it?"

Yingjiao was already full and didn't want to eat anymore, but when his eyes fell on his hand, he changed his mind.

There are two entrances to the teaching building. One is connected to the main entrance, and students basically go here to enter and exit. The other is connected to where Yingjiao and Jingci are standing now. Because the stairs are dark and narrow, and they are far away from the toilets and canteens.

, basically no one left.
To be continued...