Looking out the car window, Chen Bing felt a little dazed, as if everything was happening in a dream.
Whether it's a rebirth, achievements, or the mood at this moment, the Mercedes-Benz V-Class I'm sitting in feels unreal.
Perhaps this so-called rebirth is nothing but an illusion. In reality, he had already died in a fall fifteen years ago in his memory, and it was all just a fantasy of a shut-in before his death.
Just as Chen Bing was thinking this, a soft touch on his hand suddenly brought him back to his senses. He turned to look at Shang Yunmiao, who was tilting her head and looking at him. Her smiling expression seemed to be asking, "Chen Bing, what are you thinking about?"
Hmm... are they all just fantasies?
The adorable Shang Yunmiao had big eyes, but a small mouth and nose. Her beautiful eyes were filled with admiration, longing, and affection for him. And this almost perfect girl was sitting right next to him, holding his hand, looking at him with those eyes…
No, no, no, you are more like a fantasy than my grades or the luxury car I'm sitting in.
However, the feel in your hand doesn't lie. That small, soft, and comfortable little hand is definitely in yours.
So, is it really true?
Honestly, if his parents hadn't been sitting nearby, Chen Bing would have definitely bitten Shang Yunmiao right now to make sure he wasn't dreaming. He boldly leaned his head on Shang Yunmiao's shoulder, savoring the feeling of being a winner in life.
About ten more minutes passed before the first wave of phone calls finally ended, and the car was able to slowly start moving again.
Because the phone kept ringing and I couldn't ignore it, the celebration that evening wasn't particularly joyful. When I got home that night, it all felt like a dream.
After washing up, Chen Bing lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. Finally, suffering from insomnia, he made a rather bold decision.
He picked up his phone and sent a message to Shang Yunmiao late at night.
Chen Bing: Are you asleep? I can't sleep.
Shang Yunmiao: I also have some trouble sleeping.
Shang Yunmiao replied to the message quite quickly, even though it's so late. It seems she's not exactly a model student.
In order to reprimand her in person for her bad habit of staying up late, Chen Bing decided to make a video call to the girl.
After a series of ringing sounds, the call was connected on the other end of the screen.
It's clear that little Shang Yunmiao was quite flustered at this moment, and the image captured by her phone screen was very messy. It took her about half a minute to find a good angle and calm down.
In the dim light, the girl lay on her side looking at the screen, half of her delicate face hidden by the blanket.
The view from her front-facing camera was half inside the blanket and half outside.
Although it was pitch black inside and out, and only some outlines could be seen by the light from the screen, Chen Bing was still very excited.
Because of this camera angle, it looks like two people sleeping in the same bed.
Chen Bing thought this was incredibly stupid, and what was even more stupid was that he actually struck the same pose and tried to deceive himself into thinking that he was chatting with Xiao Shang in the same bed.
"Hey...why aren't you saying anything?"
The first to speak was Shang Yunmiao, who was on the other side of the screen. Her bright eyes blinked, seemingly hiding endless joy and shyness in them.
"No, I was just looking at you."
Chen Bing is glib and smooth-talking.
Shang Yunmiao thought to herself silently, then stopped talking and just stared blankly at Chen Bing, who was smiling on the screen.
These two are truly amazing. After making a video call, they didn't chat at all. They just stared at each other blankly, as if they were competing to see who could stare the longest. What a childish game!
Chen Bing ultimately lost the contest. After a ten-minute silence, he suddenly asked, "Are you wearing pajamas underneath?"
"Yeah, I'm wearing it." Not really thinking much, Shang Yunmiao deliberately brightened her phone screen, then casually lifted the covers to show Chen Bing her egg-yolk yellow pajamas. Only afterward did she realize that Chen Bing's question was a bit shameless.
The question of whether or not you're wearing pajamas is basically asking, "Are you dressed right now?"
But after looking at the pajamas, Chen Bing immediately moved on to the next sentence. It didn't seem right to nitpick about the previous sentence, so Shang Yunmiao didn't press the matter further.
Getting back to the main point, after looking at Shang Yunmiao's pajamas, Chen Bing generously lifted her own blanket to show her the pajamas she was wearing.
So what kind of pajamas are they?
The answer is the king's pajamas.
Please, who would wear pajamas to sleep in the middle of summer? Chen Bing always sleeps shirtless.
The sudden benefit left Shang Yunmiao somewhat bewildered, her large eyes wide with confusion, unsure whether to close them or stare naturally. Compared to her bewilderment, Chen Bing seemed much more composed. He appeared unconcerned, giving her a casual glance before moving on to other topics.
Is it really that casual?
Seeing that Chen Bing seemed completely unconcerned about being seen, a few doubts arose in Shang Yunmiao's small mind.
I remember two or three months ago, I accidentally saw him changing clothes, and Chen Bing seemed very angry.
Is it because we're separated by a screen?
The girl's thoughts wandered, and she wasn't really paying attention to what Chen Bing was saying. Soon, however, these wandering thoughts turned into a hazy sleepiness, and she drifted off to sleep.
Upon noticing that Shang Yunmiao was asleep on the other end of the screen, Chen Bing couldn't help but wonder what was going on.
How did I fall asleep while we were chatting? My phone just flipped over.
Chen Bing didn't think that Xiao Shang was playing a prank or testing her.
On the one hand, he knew the other person wasn't a bad kid; on the other hand, Xiao Shang's phone had been turned over, and at this moment, his phone screen only showed a dim and unfamiliar ceiling.
Yes, sooner or later, I'll see this ceiling as something familiar.
With this thought in mind, Chen Bing gently said goodnight to her phone, then hung up the video call and fell into a deep sleep as well.
The summer vacation after the high school entrance exam is undoubtedly great, because we are temporarily free from academic pressure and usher in another carefree period after childhood.
Of course, some people may have ideals in mind, or they may shoulder the burden of life and go to tutoring classes or work summer jobs.
Either way, at least we've had a period of relatively free or fulfilling time. If you also have excellent grades to complement this lifestyle, then life might be even more wonderful.
(I have something to do today, so the next two chapters will be around 11 PM tonight, or there might only be one chapter...)
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