Time passes very slowly, like water droplets seeping out of the cracks in the rock.

Jiang Xia never expected that he would meet Lin Yanwan here. In fact, the two met often in high school, but they were not familiar with each other at that time and would subconsciously ignore each other's existence.

As if feeling someone else's gaze, Lin Yanwan raised her eyes and her expression suddenly froze.

With their eyes facing each other, for a couple who have been sleeping together for eight years, they can clearly understand each other's meaning even with slight changes in expression.

There were no doubts, only surprises and surprises, as well as a trace of relaxation - the worries in my heart were finally put to rest.

However, this stare-off only lasted for a moment, and the two people shifted their gazes in a tacit understanding.

Instead of turning his head, he looked away, his heart pounding wildly.

"Yan Wan, what's wrong?" Shen Ying looked at her.

Lin Yanwan shook her head gently and passed by him silently, her face so calm that it was hard to tell what was going on in her mind.

When they met for the first time after being reborn, both of them acted calmly.

Jiang Xia looked at the teaching building opposite. The bright white tiles reflected the bright light. He squinted his eyes, then turned to look at Lin Yanwan's back again.

The tall black ponytail swayed gently with the steps, and the white neck revealed the youthful vitality he had never seen before.

It turns out that she looked like this when she was in high school. It was rare to see her after marriage, and she was still... quite cute.

However, the look in her eyes just now was that she was also reborn?

Jiang Xia was not sure for a while.

"Lao Jiang, what are you looking at?" After Wang Ming walked out of the toilet, he stood next to Jiang Xia and followed his gaze.

"It's nothing." Jiang Xia looked back calmly and threw the Xiaohaha mineral water to him, "Let's go back to the classroom."

Wang Ming gently rubbed his chin: "If I'm not mistaken, that's Lin Yanwan from Class 1, right?"

"Can you recognize this?" Jiang Xia looked strange.

"She's the beauty of Class 1. She's pretty and has good grades, but she's said to be aloof."

Jiang Xia was speechless. In fact, Lin Yanwan was not aloof at all, but a simple homebody or a mild social phobia. Although his conditions were very good, he did not like to deal with others. Over time, in the eyes of others, He became aloof.

"What's wrong, you have a crush on me too?" Wang Ming glanced at him and joked.

"Don't talk nonsense, that's not the case."

The two exchanged words softly and gradually left. Lin Yanwan suddenly stopped and turned around to look. Her sight had already been blocked by other classmates.

"What's wrong?" Shen Ying asked.

Lin Yanwan shook her head slightly and said absently, "It's okay."

He had obviously decided not to pay attention to anything about this person, but God just allowed him to meet him so early.

And that look...

She was not sure whether Jiang Xia had also been reborn with her, but the subtle expression of hesitation to speak was indeed his habitual action.

If that's the case, why doesn't he talk to me?

However, don’t I have the courage myself?

She couldn't help but smile wryly to herself. They were indeed a couple who had been together for eight years. They were really in sync with each other on certain things.

"Yan Wan, why don't I go and ask for leave for you? You can have a good rest during this half day. Anyway, with your grades, it's not bad at all."

Listening to her good sisters' concern, Lin Yanwan no longer insisted. She really needed some time to calm down her emotions.

"Thank you, Yingying."

"We are good friends."

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Following Wang Ming all the way to the door of the classroom, Jiang Xia looked up at the class sign hanging on the wall—Grade 3, Class 6, and the memories related to it slowly moistened her heart like a trickle of water.

He was sitting in the second-to-last row, by the window. His deskmate was a girl with slight freckles on her face, her name was Chen Yao, she had short shoulder-length hair, she looked very young, and she was petite. Her only flaw was that she had a too big personality.

Introverted, focused on studying, and doesn't like talking to others.

In the previous life of high school, the relationship between the two was pretty good, and Chen Yao would talk a little more than usual when facing him.

It's a pity that after college, the two went their separate ways and gradually lost contact. It seems that they heard that they were divorced and they were living alone with their young daughter.

"Keep looking at me, am I weird today?" Chen Yao raised her glasses, her thick bangs pushed down, just covering the light freckles on her cheeks, "Did you not do the exam again?"

His thoughts were interrupted, and Jiang Xia's breath was stagnant. He knew what the hell, so he quickly took out the paper from the desk. Although it was not completely blank, he only completed a small part of it.

Looking back, I was really pretty useless back then. My grades in cultural classes were below average. It was all because of my extraordinary performance during the exam that I managed to get into Sichuan University.

She still lowered her head, but glanced at Jiang Xia from the corner of her eye, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Jiang Xia, although you are an art student, you still have to take the cultural class. For many people, the college entrance examination is the only opportunity that can change their lives. I will put the paper here. You cannot copy it. If you can't do it, you can read it again."

Jiang Xia agreed with a smile and turned around to concentrate on the paper.

Now that he is starting over in this life, and he has an innate advantage in professional painting, no matter what, he has to take the Central American Academy of Fine Arts or the National American Academy of Fine Arts, right?

However, after only a few minutes, Jiang Xia was dumbfounded. He did not know the math questions on the paper, and the knowledge he had learned had already been returned to the teacher.

It seemed that he had to learn all the three years of high school knowledge again within a limited time before he could do better than in his previous life.

Sighing, he held his cheek with one hand, picked up a pen with the other hand, and sketched in the notebook boredly.

A few minutes later, Chen Yao glanced at him out of the corner of her eye, her face darkened, and she started drawing again. Is it so difficult for this guy to do the questions?

Just as he was about to poke him with a pen, he suddenly saw Wang Ming walking over and buried his head lower.

"Lao Jiang, don't forget tonight, the old place, full-time warriors start." Wang Ming said.

Jiang Xia was stunned for a moment, and his long-ago memory came back to him. The old place should be the Croatian Internet cafe near the school, but what the heck is a full-time warrior?

Seeing the confused look on his face, Wang Ming became anxious: "Don't even think about going back on your word. We have already agreed. I'll treat you, but you have to bring my Ghost Swordsman to change his class."

Ghost Swordsman? Could it be that Versatile Warrior is referring to Dungeon and Fighter? It’s just that the name sounds weird.

Jiang Xia was a little confused, and after she straightened her thoughts, her memory returned to the time when she and her friends stayed up all night surfing the Internet.

In 2009, Dungeon & Fighter, a side-scrolling fighting game, became popular in Internet cafes across the country. In an era when personal computers were not yet fully popularized, eight million players were online at the same time during DNF's first anniversary.

"Lao Jiang, do you think it's better for me to be a war fanatic, or to be a swordsman like you?" Wang Ming said with some confusion. He has difficulty choosing. In his opinion, both professions are quite strong.

Listening to a strange but familiar term coming out of Fa Xiao's mouth, I suddenly realized that the world after my rebirth might not be as simple as I imagined.

"Old Wang, lend me your mobile phone." He decided to clarify the matter before talking.

"What are you doing?" Wang Ming took out his cell phone and handed it over.

"Help you figure out which career is better."

"The traffic is only 30MB, so use it sparingly."

"rest assured."

Jiang Xia couldn't help but lament that in the future 5G era, mobile phone traffic is less than 20 gigabytes per month, which is not enough for daily video viewing.

I took a look at the best-selling sliding function phone in my hand, Nokia... Nokia?!!

Hold!

Is he crazy or is the world crazy?

He looked at his deskmate, opened his mouth, and hesitated to ask something, when the school bell suddenly rang.

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