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At the moment I opened my eyes, the wooden beam was so close to me. Oh my, why is the bed so high? Is this... the upper bunk?
A surge of joy filled my heart; this must mean I succeeded!
I suddenly sat up, but my head buzzed and I felt dizzy, causing me to crash back down with a thud.
I lay motionless on the bed, only able to hear the ticking of the bedside clock.
All my senses gradually returned—sight, smell, touch, hearing, and the ability to think.
If I remembered correctly, this body had been idle for eighty years, so everything felt like a distant memory. I could hardly recall what the Twenty-First Century looked like.
I propped myself up with my hands on the bed frame and slowly sat up. My bones and muscles felt perfectly normal; my blood flowed freely, and I was agile and full of strength.
On the bedside was my White Rabbit Alarm Clock, beneath which lay a piece of paper.
The paper had a line written on it: 1:00. The sunlight is wonderful; I'm off!
I couldn't help but laugh out loud. How childish!
Looking again at the clock, the hour hand and minute hand formed a right angle—1:15.
I vaguely remembered this scene.
Before I set off, I was confident that this mission would succeed. If it did succeed, returning would mean eighty years later. Eighty years—who would remember what things were like before leaving? So, the genius that I am left myself this clue.
At least it could help determine how long I had been gone.
Now the mystery was revealed: it had been a total of fifteen minutes.
Yes. This journey refers to my adventure in the Tang Dynasty, where I realized all my dreams, and in fact, I surpassed them. It was absolutely worth it. Now that the trip has come to an end, I am back!
Realizing this, a wave of ecstasy suddenly ignited within me.
Oh my gosh!
This is the body of a twenty-year-old, blooming with youthful beauty!
If you've ever aged once, you would understand where this excitement comes from. Oh my gosh, I hugged my pillow and joyfully rolled around on the bed. My head bumped against the railing with a loud thud. It hurt so much that I exclaimed, "Ouch!"
That bump completely jolted me awake.
Memories of this world began to flood into my mind bit by bit.
My name is Ye Zhenzhen, and I am twenty years old. I am a junior female student.
My major is Criminal Investigation Studies. I am interning with the Criminal Investigation Team. My mentor is Old Liu, who loves to dissect flowers, and I have a wonderful external advisor named Zhang Yang.
This is my dormitory, and it is a summer Saturday at noon. The sun is shining brightly, hot and cheerful.
I chose this time because I was sure no one would disturb my actions. My roommates have all gone out for appointments, and even the campus is quiet.
I am wearing a big nightgown printed with Hello Kitty, and my hands and feet are painted with bright red nail polish.
I am back; this is real.
It’s simply unbelievable!
I was getting more and more excited, more and more thrilled.
He would come to find me; he had promised, he would come to find me! Suddenly, this world was filled with vibrant life, as if it had gained an extra layer of color.
In the Tang Dynasty, I fulfilled my wish by chasing after my idol, marrying him and having children, living a happy life together.
My idol looked at me with love, saying that a lifetime was too short, and he would definitely come to my world again to love me once more. This time, it was he who would pursue me.
We both made thorough preparations for this plan; the rest was up to him.
In my previous life, my idol had never broken a promise, and this time would be no different!
On the day my idol Nie Qiuyuan married me, he tenderly said to me, “Zhenzhen, you won’t have to wait for me. When you wake up, I will be outside your window. I might have changed in appearance, but you must recognize me and leap into my arms!”
Oh my gosh, I just want to laugh! Is there a sweeter promise than this?
I pushed myself off the railing and jumped straight down to the ground. This kind of high-difficulty move was something I did regularly in my dormitory; surprisingly, even after eighty years, it still felt so effortless.
Nie Qiuyuan, I really want to see what you look like in modern times! Will you still be handsome this time?
Outside the window came a hoarse and urgent call.
“Zhenzhen! Ye Zhenzhen!”
He’s here!
Nie Qiuyuan, you really kept your word!
Huh? Wait a minute, that voice... why does it sound so familiar?!
Not just familiar, but...
Oh my gosh, it can't be!
I hurriedly jumped to the window, pushing it open with a whoosh.
My heart plummeted like a stone as my gaze fell outside.
This... this situation is really hard to accept...
Standing below my dormitory, looking up at my window with an anxious expression, was none other than my mentor, Old Liu?!
Seeing me lean out, Old Liu called out in an excited and urgent tone, "Ye Zhenzhen, come down quickly!"
My heart turned to ice.
I've been in school for three years now. No matter how much Old Liu appreciated or liked me, he had never come to call my name outside my dormitory, especially not on a weekend afternoon!
I had just returned. At that moment, as I woke up and saw the man calling my name eagerly outside my window, who else could it possibly be?!
My jaw dropped as I stared in shock at Old Liu's graying hair, slightly hunched back, and teeth yellowed from too much smoking.
Although I had once sworn that no matter how Nie Qiuyuan changed, it wouldn't matter to me—I wasn't the kind of person who cared about appearances; I loved his heart and soul.
At this moment, however, I suddenly felt confused. I had gone through so much to reach the Tang Dynasty and desperately tried to get close to my idol. Was it really not because of his stunning beauty?
In an instant, the image of being in love with Old Liu flashed through my mind, and I suddenly felt like crying.
I began to understand the various shocking age-gap relationships in the world; perhaps they were all like my situation! Even if I couldn't accept it mentally at that moment, this person was my autumn. How could I not accept that?
I thought about it so thoroughly that I even considered whether my parents could accept their beloved only daughter marrying a man over fifty.
At that moment, my heart was so chaotic that I forgot an important question. If the Old Liu standing downstairs had already become Nie Qiuyuan, then where had Old Liu gone?
Wasn't that a deeply shocking and sorrowful matter?
Downstairs, Old Liu shouted, "Ye Zhenzhen, what are you dawdling for? Hurry down! If you don't come down now, it will be too late!"
Too late? Too late for what?
"Hurry!!!"
I jumped in fright, not even having time to change my clothes. Dressed in pajamas and slippers, I rushed down the dormitory building.
"Run!" Old Liu grabbed my wrist and pulled me toward the school gate.
"W-w-wait... Teacher!" I stammered out. "What’s going on?"
Old Liu continued to drag me forward but remained silent for a moment.
"Zhenzhen, calm down and listen to me. You must control your emotions," Old Liu said without looking back, his tone very serious.
This... was completely different from Nie Qiuyuan's way of speaking.
So, is it true... something serious has happened at school?
"What happened, Teacher? If there's anything I can do to help, I'll do my best!" I quickly regained my composure.
Control my emotions? Why?
"Zhenzhen, Teacher Zhang... is injured. It's very serious, the situation is not good. I just passed by... calling your name, wanting to see you!"
Teacher Zhang? Which Teacher Zhang?
...
Is it Zhang Yang?!
...
"What happened to Teacher Zhang? Where is he?!" I became agitated instantly. From Old Liu's anxious tone and urgency, there was no way I could control my emotions.
During my time in the Tang Dynasty, Teacher Zhang was a shadow that my husband could never shake off. From the many stories I told, Qiu firmly believed that Teacher Zhang had deep feelings for me. Therefore, he always treated me exceptionally well, fearing that the shadow of Teacher Zhang would quietly grow and spread in the warm corners of my heart.
And in my heart, I had indeed considered a question. After I returned, how would I face Zhang Yang?
During those days in the Tang Dynasty, I had already understood his feelings. If I remembered correctly, on the day I decided to embark on my journey to the Tang Dynasty (which was actually this morning), Zhang Yang had told me that he would wait for me. After I completed my mission, he would come find me because he had something very, very important to say.
Something very, very important! Perhaps... a confession.
This was Nie Qiuyuan's judgment. Qiu held me tightly, burying his head in my chest, murmuring his gratitude to the heavens. He truly had not been treated poorly because if Zhang Yang had confessed to me earlier, perhaps I wouldn’t have gone to the Tang Dynasty at all.
Since fate had destined it this way, the first thing I would have to face upon my return was likely how to respond to Zhang Yang's confession.
I never expected things would develop like this.
The incident occurred just outside the school gate, where a crowd had gathered, blocking the entrance completely. The criminal police had not yet arrived, but two traffic officers were maintaining order.
My mind was blank as the noisy voices of the crowd sent fragmented information into my ears.
"Fellow is amazing; all seven children were rescued! No ordinary person could do that!"
"Maybe it was the police; those shoes are police issue."
"Sigh, so young; what a pity."
"Damn drunk driving!"
…
"Is there still hope…"
…
"Make way, make way, family members!"
Old Liu was anxiously shouting falsehoods.
The crowd parted like a tide, revealing a group of people in white coats ahead.
They were gathered around a person, performing emergency first aid.
As I squeezed in closer, I saw Zhang Yang's face, pale and devoid of color.
Blood was trickling from his nostrils and the corners of his mouth, yet there wasn't much blood on the ground.
It was a typical injury from a collision or a high fall.
His eyes were tightly shut, as if they would never open again, making it impossible for me to accept this reality.
Please, I just got back. Don't let me face this, okay?
"Zhang Yang!!—"
I let out a heart-wrenching wail.
A figure in a white coat stood up, removed their mask, and gently shook their head.
"It's no use..."
The three words that came from their mouth sounded like the cruelest words in the world to me. (To be continued...)
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