Dormitory Building No. 9, Room 402, Qinghai University.
"Brother Yanming... Brother Yanming..."
Bi Qiaoan murmured something, as if she were saying something, or as if she were saying nothing at all.
"Qiao An, Qiao An, wake up, get up, let's go to the school clinic." Song Wenwen touched Bi Qiao An's forehead and felt that it was a little hot. Moreover, Bi Qiao An's forehead was covered in sweat. Song Wenwen was a little anxious and hurriedly pushed Bi Qiao An to wake up.
"Ah..." Bi Qiaoan sat up abruptly. Her eyes were met with the snow-white walls, and she heard a familiar voice in her ear, "Qiaoan, you have a fever. Shall we go to the school clinic?"
Bi Qiaoan slowly turned her head and looked in the direction of the voice. Song Wenuan?
Upon closer inspection, isn't this... a dormitory?
Bi Qiaoan touched her pounding heart and said slowly, "Miss Wen Nuan, I'm fine. I want to lie down for a while."
"Do you have any fever reducers? You should at least take some medicine before going to sleep. You just went to a concert, how come you got a fever when you got back?" Song Wenwen picked up her thermos, took Bi Qiaoan's cup, and poured her a glass of water.
"Hehe, I didn't expect it either. I guess I was wearing too little last night. Let me look for my medicine. It should be here." Bi Qiaoan climbed down from the top bunk, took out the key, opened the cabinet, and started searching from memory.
After taking two pills, Bi Qiaoan climbed back onto her bed and sat there somewhat dazed.
Didn't I want to open my eyes and see Yanming when I heard his voice? How come I ended up back in the dormitory?
Zhuangzi's dream: Was the self in the snowy night real, or the self at this moment real, or both?
Bi Qiaoan wished that she was reborn at this moment...
"Miss Wen Nuan, how did you find out I had a fever?" Bi Qiaoan asked, seeing that Song Wen Nuan was the only one in the dormitory at the moment.
"Look at your phone, it's 9:30. You usually get up much earlier than this. I've been waiting and waiting, why aren't you up yet? And then I saw that you're covered in sweat, it's practically reflecting light." Song Wenwen said, picking up her water glass and taking a sip.
"Want some coffee? You just took your medicine, I don't know if you can drink it. Let's wait a bit, I'll give it to you at noon!" Song Wenwen saw Bi Qiaoan staring at her expectantly and thought that Bi Qiaoan wanted to try the coffee she had just bought.
"Mmm, it smells amazing." Bi Qiaoan smiled, tears welling up in her eyes. Life is so good now, she can eat whatever she wants. She hadn't had coffee for two or three years, and the smell made her crave it.
"Miss Warmth, what are you doing?"
"Writing my graduation thesis, ugh, it's so frustrating. There are four of us in the dorm, and I'm the only one who hasn't finished. Look, everyone who finished is out having fun, and I'm the only one left struggling alone." Song Wenwen shook her head with a bitter expression, complaining as her fingers continued to type rapidly, completely unaffected by Bi Qiaoan's interruption.
Upon hearing this, Bi Qiaoan remembered that in her previous life, she had completed her graduation thesis early and defended it smoothly. Song Wenwen, on the other hand, had high standards for herself and strived for perfection in her graduation thesis in order to stay in Haishi and to obtain the title of outstanding graduate.
"Miss Wen Nuan, keep it up! Your paper will definitely get an excellent grade." Bi Qiaoan encouraged Song Wen Nuan with a smile.
"Haha, thank you for your kind words." Song Wenwen chuckled at the compliment.
Bi Qiaoan lay on the bed, picked up her phone, and looked at the date: March 6, 2257. This was the year before the apocalypse. A year was enough time for her to make some preparations.
Bi Qiaoan checked the news and watched some short videos on her phone until noon, then went to a restaurant to eat with Song Wennuan.
"I want to eat braised pork, I want to eat big chicken legs, I want to eat sweet and sour pork, I want to eat broccoli and Mapo tofu." Bi Qiaoan looked at the menu in the window and felt her mouth watering.
"Ha, you can eat so much! Order a couple less dishes, and come back next time. By the way, don't you never eat braised pork?"
"I haven't had it in a long time, I kind of miss it."
Bi Qiaoan ordered a braised pork, a broccoli, and a small bowl of rice, while Song Wenwen ordered a tomato and egg rice bowl.
Bi Qiaoan pushed the two dishes together and said, "Miss Wen Nuan, let's eat together."
After saying that, he picked up the braised pork and ate it bite by bite. Mmm, it's so delicious. I haven't eaten meat in a long time. Let alone meat, I should say I haven't had a full meal in a long time.
As I was eating, tears started to well up in my eyes.
"Oh dear, Qiao An, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" Song Wenwen looked up and noticed that Bi Qiao An was crying. She quickly took out a tissue from her bag and wiped away Bi Qiao An's tears.
"Thank you, Sister Wen Nuan. I'm fine. I just feel so happy. I can eat whatever I want. It feels so wonderful." Bi Qiaoan took the tissue, wiped her tears, and said seriously.
"Hehe, as long as you're happy!" Song Wenwen really didn't know what happiness came from eating a bowl of braised pork, but there was no need to dwell on it.
Bi Qiaoan didn't mind, and after lunch, she and Song Wenwen returned to their dormitory.
"Emma, they're both back." Song Wenwen saw that the door was unlocked, knocked on it, and then pushed it open to enter.
Bi Qiaoan followed closely behind and saw a face she remembered and another face she had seen just yesterday.
"We went to the job fair this morning, but it's so hard to find a suitable job," Jiang Shanshan said, slumping in her chair with her head down.
"That's because your expectations are too high. There are still many jobs available. If we keep looking, we'll eventually find something suitable," Chen Jin said in her usual gentle tone, offering comfort and encouragement.
Bi Qiaoan remained outwardly calm, but in reality, her hands were clenched so tightly that her nails almost dug into her flesh. Bi Qiaoan kept telling herself to stay calm and to think things through carefully.
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