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Redemption Across Time and Space 2
墨書 Inktalez
"Yingying, Yingying, get up, Guo Guo has finished eating and is here to find you."
I seemed to hear my grandfather's voice.
I groggily opened my eyes.
This is my own room—no, wait, it’s not.
Before I could think much more, the knocking on the door sounded again.
"Yingying, if you don't get up soon, I'm coming in to pull your blanket off."
This time it was a girl's voice, so familiar, but I couldn't quite place it.
"Okay, I'll be right there."
I rubbed my somewhat dazed head and reflexively grabbed my phone from the bedside.
2012? What’s going on?
I hurried to the mirror.
This chubby face, full of collagen—this is indeed me,
but it looks like me when I was a child.
Strangely enough, even as a child, my face shouldn't look like this.
In my memory, at this age, I should have been covered in acne; there's no way I could look this clean.
My head hurts.
Some blurry images began to appear in my mind.
I roughly understood what was happening.
But I still couldn't quite believe the images in my mind; I couldn't believe that those suffocating memories were just a nightmare.
There was no time to think further,
as Guo Guo burst in,
her presence announced before she even appeared.
"You little maid, you've gotten bold enough to sneak drinks! Just wait and see how I deal with you."
I hurriedly dodged Guo Guo as we playfully tussled for a while.
I began to grasp the current situation:
I should be 18 years old now, just graduated from high school, and today is the first day of college.
Last night, I suddenly received a call from my dad, whom I hadn't been in contact with for a long time; he said he wanted to see me.
I felt confused yet curious; although I said I hated him out loud, deep down I still held a glimmer of hope.
Even though he had always ignored me and never cared about me, now that I was going to college, he suddenly remembered he had a daughter.
In fact, I had no reference for what kind of person he was in my mind.
Still, I wanted to meet him—the father who had always existed in my vague memories.
My grandfather respected my opinion and said if I wanted to go, then go; if not, then we wouldn't bother with him.
But with my sentimental nature, on one hand, I feared that my dad would look down on me; on the other hand, I worried that he would take me away and not let me see my grandfather anymore. So I secretly stole some of my grandfather's liquor and accidentally got drunk, leading to such a bizarre dream.
But was it really a dream? I'm not sure.
There’s really no other explanation for it.
At least now Guo Guo is here and Grandpa is healthy—that's the best part.
Just that person, will he appear?
I looked at my empty wrist and thought, forget it, it's just a dream, why think so much about it?
I decided not to see Dad for now, after all, the shadow of this dream was quite heavy.
I bid farewell to Grandpa and set off to university with Guo Guo.
Moreover, my vague memories of my university location and major were completely different from those in my dream, which made me believe even more that those memories were just a dream.
Since it was a dream, I would let it go completely.
Guo Guo and I arrived at the university;
it was really lively, with many senior students welcoming us and lots of clubs around.
“Yingying, it's so big and beautiful here!”
Guo Guo pointed at the school's buildings and the rockery.
“Yeah! It's so beautiful.”
I looked at the campus and the joyful laughter of the young people;
it felt great to be back in my student days.
“Hello, junior sister, let me help you with your suitcase.”
I turned to look at the boy who spoke; he was quite handsome, a sunny type of guy.
His gaze was familiar to me, so I shook my head and said no.
I don't know why; maybe I always felt that the person from my dream would exist.
“Hey hey hey~ junior sister, let's add each other on WeChat~”
Guo Guo ran over to tease me as soon as the boy walked away.
“Oh, you maid!”
“Alright, alright, you maid, stop messing around. Over there is our class's registration office; I'll go ahead. Let's meet for lunch in the cafeteria.”
I pointed to the red tent across from us for the Broadcasting and Hosting Arts major.
Sometimes I really feel like this is my dream; this major happens to be my hobby, completely different from the nursing major I was forced to apply for in my dream.
I looked at the admission notice in my hand and silently vowed,
if this really is a dream, then let it be a beautiful one; this time I will live for myself.
“Hello, please register your name.”
“Okay.”
I looked at the name in front of me: Ji Xuanmo.
I froze for a moment and hurriedly asked, “Hello, senior, is this name also from our class?”
“Yes.”
“Can you tell me where he is?”
The boy looked puzzled by my flustered appearance; with so many people registering, how could he remember?
“He's been gone for quite a while.”
He brushed off my hand that was holding onto his sleeve and pointed me in a direction while looking at my dazed expression.
"He just went that way. Why don't you go take a look? You might run into him."
"Okay, thank you, Senior."
I hurriedly ran over.
"Hey, Junior Sister, your luggage."
"Just leave it there for now."
I searched everywhere, but there was no sign of him.
Maybe it was just a coincidence with the name, but since it was all a beautiful dream, why couldn't I be a little greedier?
I returned to the registration point in despair.
I saw a boy sitting next to my luggage who looked so much like him.
I froze.
It seemed like I saw him waving at me. How could that be?
Am I hallucinating?
As I watched him walk toward me, every step felt so unreal.
But the moment he spoke, I admit I cried.
I didn't even know why; I just felt so wronged.
"Hello, Senior just said you were looking for me. Is there something you need?"
His voice was still so gentle, but he didn't recognize me anymore.
"No, it's nothing,"
I didn't dare to tell him; after all, our acquaintance was too absurd.
"You... why are you crying?"
He unconsciously ruffled my hair and comforted me, "Don't cry, okay?"
I looked up.
It was him.
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