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Zhang Kuo deliberately made heavy footsteps when he passed by, and did not forget to glance sideways, determined to make people feel his majesty.
Seeing the six people standing straighter, he snorted coldly and turned to inspect other classes.
As soon as the teacher left, Ye Meiyan immediately put down the book and asked calmly, "What did you mean by that?"
Jiang Qing looked around with active eyes. She watched the teacher's back disappear, waited for a few seconds, and then let go. She stood on tiptoe and carefully moved out.
Across the wall, the sound of chalk writing on the blackboard never stopped.
She walked towards the corner of the wall boldly in this quiet atmosphere, like a thief, and even turned back and waved when she reached the end.
Looks both timid and bold.
Ye Meiyan frowned and was speechless when she saw Jiang Qing's behavior. She didn't understand what she was doing and why she had to join the ranks of thieves.
But looking at the big smile on the girl's face, and then looking at the people who had inexplicably passed her and lined up in a line, following the leader and quietly planning to slip away under the teacher's nose, and Jiang Qing who waved and turned the corner, leaving her with only a sneaky back.
Ye Meiyan looked for a few seconds, then woodenly covered her face with the book and lingered at the end of the line in a self-deprecating manner.
Never mind, it doesn't matter this time.
The clouds gradually moved, following the wind and drifting away into the distance, revealing a clear sky.
Jiang Qing skillfully took off the broken lock and pushed open the door. The clouds in the distance were intertwined, like big balls of soft cotton, clustered together and blowing towards her face.
She stretched out her arms, took a deep breath of fresh air, and suddenly felt full of energy. She turned around and looked at her friends behind her with different expressions, counting their heads one by one, and found that not one was missing.
"Everyone is here." She smiled.
Song Shuang put the book down, pushed Jiang Qing away, ran to the edge of the rooftop, lay on the wall and looked down.
Ah! The feeling of skipping class!
Wang Huaqi picked up the book that Song Shuang had thrown down, followed her, and imitated her in looking at the sparse figures below.
"Jiang Jiang, you're just saying that we should skip class together. Why didn't I realize how bold you were before? Didn't you say you wanted to study hard? You've been so focused on studying these past few days that you even have dark circles under your eyes."
"I thought you had changed, but it turns out you're just like me, fishing for three days and drying the net for two days. You can't stick with it for more than a few days."
Song Shuang turned around and praised sincerely: "Not bad, not bad. At least you studied hard for a few days."
She raised her chin, pinched her waist, and acted very pretentiously: "But speaking of this, I have to criticize you, classmate Jiang Qing."
"Ahem, you can study and be tired, but you can't always take the lead in skipping classes, or I'll complain to your mother."
Jiang Qing originally felt embarrassed after hearing Song Shuang's praise. She was indeed fickle. She had just made up her mind to study hard a few days ago, but before she could put it into action, her plan was about to fail. But the situation had changed.
After hearing the rest, she felt relieved and no longer awkward. This time she felt right: "Haha, then why are you still coming with me?"
Song Shuang: "Aren't I concerned about you?"
Jiang Qing snatched the book from Lin Nanyan's arms and threw it to the ground. The noise attracted Chen Heng who was looking around.
He watched her rudely pull the book from Ye Meiyan's arms, and when she came to him and hadn't even reached out her hand, he had already consciously handed the brand new book he had just received to her.
The white paper fell to the ground, splashing fine dust and stained with a layer of residual ash.
Jiang Qing clapped her hands, looked at the books spread out in a circle on the floor, and met the gazes of everyone drawn by her actions. She said enthusiastically, "Everyone, sit down."
Lin Nanyan was the closest to him. He sat down first, tucked up his long arms and legs, and curled up into a ball. From behind, he looked cramped and pitiful.
Jiang Qing sat next to him and patted the empty seat next to her: "There's no bench or anything on the rooftop, so just sit here."
Amidst hesitation, a group of people formed a circle, as if performing some mysterious ritual.
Especially the girl in the middle, she asked mysteriously: "Do you believe in time travel?"
Everyone looked at each other, caught off guard by this question.
Song Shuang glanced at Jiang Qing, then again, and couldn't help but wonder, "Have you been watching something interesting lately, secretly without telling me, and you're so obsessed with it?"
"I want to see it too!"
Jiang Qing sighed: "Ah, I knew you wouldn't believe it."
"But I promise that everything I say next is true. I'm not joking, nor am I hallucinating, nor am I mentally ill."
She said word by word: "I traveled through time, from nine years later to now."
"The time I saved someone at the art museum was proof of my foresight. And I'm sure you all remember what I told you before. If you don't believe me, feel free to ask me anything you want. I'll tell you everything I know."
Jiang Qing didn't care about the expressions on other people's faces and just got the key points across in one breath.
As soon as the words fell, there was dead silence all around.
After the thunder, only embers were left on the ground.
After a long time, a sound was heard.
"So why are you telling us this?" Ye Meiyan didn't say whether she believed it or not. She took over Jiang Qing's conversation and asked, "And what did you mean when you said you would frequently violate school rules during this period?"
Jiang Qing puffed up her cheeks, making them round and plump: "Honestly, I don't understand either."
"I originally thought this was just an ordinary time travel. I came to nine years ago and went to school as usual. It was just a repeat of the past. But I didn't expect——"
Jiang Qing raised her eyes and changed the subject: "This may not be an ordinary time travel, because I went back again."
"On the day we visited the art museum, we were supposed to be leaving after watching the school's promotional video. That's when we ran into Song Qing. She was being harassed by some hooligans. I was about to rescue her when everything blurred and I was transported back nine years."
Chen Heng bent his knees and stretched his legs, which had become numb from living in a small house for so long. "That's why you turned around without any warning that day and rushed out with us."
Jiang Qing nodded, confirming his statement.
"I thought I had changed the future, but when I got to the future, I found I hadn't changed anything."
"Mei Yan said she never came to my house during high school, and the class teacher said Chen Heng was in Class 3, not Class 9."
As soon as these words came out, Ye Meiyan met Chen Heng's gaze. She was slightly startled, nodded, and then turned around.
Jiang Qing was still immersed in her own thoughts: "Nothing has changed, as if I have never been back here, but clearly, I am here."
She pointed at herself and said, "If not, then who is the person in front of you?"
"If not, then where am I?"
She felt a warm touch on her skin, and she knew it was the temperature of Lin Nanyan's fingers. The warmth went all the way to her heart, making her touch the boundary of reality.
Lin Nanyan: "It's you. The person in front of you is Jiang Qing, it's you."
His voice was firm, without a trace of hesitation, as if he was stating some unbreakable truth that could not be questioned.
Jiang Qing didn't turn her head, she just clenched the warmth in her hands and smiled.
"Yes, it's me. No matter which time and space Jiang Qing is from, it's still me."
"So I'm confused. Since I can't change the future, what's the point of going back to the past?" At this point, she made a playful joke, "Could it be that the gods can't stand my ordinary life and suddenly had an idea to give me a mysterious time travel gift package?"
"Maybe." Chen Heng couldn't help but laugh at this moment. He looked at Jiang Qing, "So, do you have any other clues?"
"About this—" He paused, then continued, "This time travel."
Jiang Qing suddenly raised her head and stared at him without blinking. "Do you believe me? Don't you need some proof?"
She thought she would need to spend some time to prove herself because her last confession ended abruptly and she didn't know how effective it would be.
This time, no matter whether she was asked about the past, the future, or the present, she was able to answer every question and resolve every doubt.
Even if no one believes it, it doesn’t matter.
Because believing is the best, and not believing is also normal. She just does what she should do and says what she wants to say, that's all.
At this moment, she stared at the other person. Did Chen Heng really believe it?
Chen Heng met her eyes. His pupils were pitch black, and tiny golden lights danced through his eyelashes to the bottom of his eyes, leaving the mark of time. They were sparkling and looked extremely serious.
"I'm pretty sure I was assigned to Class 3 from the beginning," Chen Heng looked at her and continued, "If I hadn't met you, I would have only been a student in Class 3."
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What's the meaning?
Their gazes were fixed on Chen Heng in unison, one of which was particularly obvious, and the burning skin on his face seemed to be on fire.
He remained calm, as if he hadn't noticed anything.
"I met you and Lin Nanyan at the police station that day, so when I transferred to another school, my old class teacher asked me if I wanted to switch classes. I thought that familiar people would help me get acquainted with the environment more quickly, so I suggested switching to Class 9."
He smiled and said, "You see, if I hadn't met you, I would only be a student in Class 3."
"In that timeline where you didn't travel back, I guess we never met at the police station."
Jiang Qing nodded vigorously: "Yeah, on the first line, I didn't invite Mei Yan, so I didn't go to the vegetable market, and I didn't meet you."
Chen Heng shrugged and returned to his nonchalant state. "So, why shouldn't I believe it?"
Jiang Qing was convinced by him and turned to look at Ye Meiyan.
Ye Meiyan had been silent, not knowing what she was thinking. Noticing Jiang Qing's gaze, she blinked absentmindedly, "Go on."
"There must be something I overlooked, I'm sure." Jiang Qing frowned.
"I carefully sorted out all the clues. I originally traveled through time because of a recorder, but after I came back, I carefully searched every corner and found no trace of the recorder."
"The recorder is my time-travel prop. I went back nine years and pressed the recorder, and I was back at the art museum that day, standing under the painting of the lamp and the moth."
Lin Nanyan suddenly said, "Time has gone backwards."
"Yes, time went backwards. When I left, I was in the alley outside the art museum, and when I returned, I was inside the art museum. There was a time difference in between."
Jiang Qing agreed: "There's no pattern."
"The trigger for my time travel was pressing the record button, but there was no sign of my return, and there were no obvious signs of my return."
"As for why I traveled through time, what's the significance of traveling here, and why there's a time lag—" She looked up, "everything is unknown."
Jiang Qing met Lin Nanyan's eyes and he nodded.
"But we still have a clue."
"Jiang Qing——"
"The rivers, lakes and seas are like rivers, and the lightness is easy."
"A senior student with the same name as mine who had her student status cancelled in the future."
Jiang Qing stood up and looked at the empty campus during class time.
"She's here right now."
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