Therefore, after Nan Weihong and Nan Jia sent Jiujiu to school, the two of them strolled around the capital for a few days before returning home.
However, this experience in the capital had left a very clear shadow in Nan Jia's heart. That was, he also wanted to get into the Capital University. In the future, he could also be like his sister, studying in such a beautiful and bustling city.
After Nan Jia and Nan Weihong left, Jiujiu began the intense military training.
Jiujiu had experienced military training many times, and this time was not very different from the previous ones.
For example, there were more top students in the Capital University than in other schools.
And among the top students, there were even fewer who were well-rounded in moral, intellectual, physical, aesthetic, and labor. Therefore, on the first day of military training, Jiujiu heard the sound of fainting.
It gave Jiujiu the illusion that she was not in military training, but listening to someone cook dumplings.
After half an hour of standing in military posture, Jiujiu turned around and saw that more than half of the students in the class had disappeared. Jiujiu was instantly speechless.
And this was only the beginning.
And in the military training that followed, there were even more people who fainted. When the military training ended, Jiujiu was not too sure whether the students' physical fitness had improved, but the business of the school's infirmary was definitely good.
It could be said that this was the most tragic military training that Jiujiu had ever seen.
And after the military training, it was the opening ceremony.
And Jiujiu was chosen as the freshman representative to go on stage to give a speech.
Jiujiu stood on the podium, looked at the script that she had already written, and began to read it word by word.
What Jiujiu did not know was that when she was reading the script, there was a pair of eyes below the podium that kept staring at her, like a dry sponge greedily absorbing water, not wanting to let go of a moment.
After Jiujiu finished speaking, she went straight down. She had just sat down when the empty seat beside her suddenly sank. Jiujiu turned her head and saw a man she thought that she would definitely not meet in this lifetime.
Cheng Baitang.
The moment she saw Cheng Baitang, Jiujiu was extremely surprised. Seeing the surprise in Jiujiu's eyes, Cheng Baitang was even more certain that Jiujiu knew him.
Or rather, Jiujiu was very likely to be like him, someone who had to start over again.
Even though Cheng Baitang already knew of this possibility, when it really happened, his heart ached terribly.
He loved Nan Qiao too much, so he knew better than anyone how much Nan Qiao hated him. He also knew how much Nan Qiao wanted to escape from him.
Cheng Baitang's dark eyes stared straight at Jiujiu as he said with certainty, "You remember me, right?"
Since Cheng Baitang could come and talk to her, it was obvious that Cheng Baitang wasn't the same Cheng Baitang from her previous life.
Jiujiu was startled for a moment before she understood that Cheng Baitang might have also been reborn.
Cheng Baitang came to find her and even said this to her. It was obvious that he was certain that she was reborn. Therefore, it didn't matter if she denied it or not.
Jiujiu pursed her lips and smiled as she nodded. "Yes. Is there anything, Director Cheng?"
Jiujiu's reply made Cheng Baitang's heart tighten. Cheng Baitang only felt that his breathing had become a little difficult.
Cheng Baitang opened his mouth wide and took in big mouthfuls of fresh air. He looked at Jiujiu and asked, "Can I talk to you?"
Jiujiu nodded. "Of course."
Even if Cheng Baitang didn't take the initiative to talk to her, she would take the initiative to talk to him.
She wasn't Nan Qiao. She was afraid of what Cheng Baitang would do. Moreover, she wanted to punish him on behalf of Nan Qiao and let Cheng Baitang know what it meant to regret.
After the opening ceremony, Jiujiu directly got into the car with Cheng Baitang.
Cheng Baitang asked the driver to send him and Jiujiu to Nan Qiao's favorite restaurant.
When Jiujiu arrived at the restaurant, Cheng Baitang's assistant handed her a bouquet of ninety-nine pink roses.
There was still crystal clear dew on the roses. According to Cheng Baitang's habits, Jiujiu guessed that this bouquet of roses was flown over from Provence by Cheng Baitang.
Back then, if Cheng Baitang was willing to spend this much effort on Nan Qiao, Nan Qiao wouldn't have felt that she lived without dignity. In the end, she chose to jump off a building because her family didn't have any.
Now, Nan Qiao had become her. Cheng Baitang was willing to spend effort, but what was the use?
Jiujiu took the flowers from Cheng Baitang and sat down. She rested her chin on one hand and looked at Cheng Baitang's handsome face. She chuckled and said, "What do you want to ask? I'll definitely tell you everything I know."
Jiujiu's cooperative attitude made Cheng Baitang feel strange.
Cheng Baitang cleared his throat and looked into Jiujiu's eyes. He asked, "You're the same as me, right?"
Jiujiu nodded. "Yes, and no. I'm actually a little different from you."
"How are you different from me?"
When he heard Jiujiu say that she was different from him, Cheng Baitang's heart skipped a beat. His heartbeat became chaotic for a moment.
"I said that I'm the same as you because I'm also a reborn person. I know the direction of the future and I know what you did to Nan Qiao. I said that I'm different from you because I'm not Nan Qiao. I'm just the executor of her wishes."
"Executor?"
"Yes." Jiujiu picked up the red wine glass and gently swirled it.
The dark red wine swirled in the quilt and emitted an intoxicating fragrance. Jiujiu took a sip and smiled. "The moment Nan Qiao jumped off the building, she was already dead. I think you know this better than anyone."
Cheng Baitang naturally knew this because he had seen Nan Qiao jump down with his own eyes.
He even saw Nan Qiao staring at him with her eyes wide open. She looked like she died with her eyes wide open.
However, he never thought that Jiujiu was not Nan Qiao.
He would rather Nan Qiao hate him than have anything to do with him. He didn't want Nan Qiao to disappear and be replaced by Jiujiu, an unknown executor.
He only liked Nan Qiao, not the executor.
Jiujiu chuckled. "I know you're willing to believe me, but I think my college entrance exam results are the most convincing. Do you think Nan Qiao can be the provincial top scorer?"
Even if Nan Qiao was smart, Nan Qiao was not smart enough to be the provincial top scorer.
In fact, when Jiujiu opened her mouth, Cheng Baitang already knew. He just didn't want to admit it.
Cheng Baitang lowered his eyes to hide the loss and despair in his eyes. He clenched his fists tightly and the veins on the back of his hands popped out. "Can Nan Qiao come back?"
He didn't care about Jiujiu, this bullshit executor. He only wanted his Nan Qiao.
Even if Nan Qiao didn't love him, he still wanted Nan Qiao.
Looking at Cheng Baitang's regretful expression, Jiujiu chuckled. She leaned over and moved closer to Cheng Baitang.
This was the first time Cheng Baitang saw Nan Qiao's face up close.
Nan Qiao's face was still so beautiful. Her eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky. His heart couldn't help but pound.
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