| BYSG | I Love Shen Yu | 96 | Extra 11
[If Line: If both of them are reborn in high school at the same time]
Shen Yu didn’t know how to describe the feeling of death.
It was like finally obtaining relief.
No more pain, no more suffering, all the agony had vanished.
Yet, he also felt reluctant, like not being willing to part.
He hadn’t yet grown old with Cheng Mofei.
They had been together for so many years, and the one thing he couldn’t let go of in this world was Cheng Mofei.
But no matter how he felt, everything had come to an end.
...
"Shen Yu, Shen Yu?"
A strange yet familiar voice sounded beside Shen Yu’s ear.
Shen Yu opened his heavy eyelids, only to find himself lying on a desk, feeling an indescribable sense of strangeness everywhere.
How could he still see things after dying?
Is this a revolving lantern?
"Shen Yu." Footsteps approached his direction.
Shen Yu finally came to his senses, raising his head, looking somewhat confused at the person approaching, and at the same time, he fully realized the environment he was in.
It was a classroom.
A classroom from high school.
The person calling his name was his homeroom teacher from high school.
This revolving lantern was too real.
"Do you feel unwell?" In the moment of stunned silence, the homeroom teacher had already arrived in front of him, speaking in the same tone as usual.
The homeroom teacher was a very kind teacher. Strict when needed, gentle when appropriate. He was young, enjoyed surfing the internet, spoke humorously, and easily got along with the students in his class.
During high school, the homeroom teacher had taken good care of Shen Yu.
When he learned about Shen Yu's situation, he wanted to talk to his family, but Shen Yu stopped him and refused.
He knew that he was an unnecessary presence in that family and didn't want to change anything. He just buried himself in his studies, waiting for university so he could leave this city.
The homeroom teacher had dealt with many students from different backgrounds and knew that getting too involved might make Shen Yu's situation even more awkward.
Plus, Shen Yu was persistent, so the teacher gave up on trying and instead did his best to care for him at school.
His wife was a freelancer, earning little but having an easy job. She loved cooking and spent a lot of time in the kitchen. They lived in a neighborhood near the school, so he would occasionally ask his wife to bring lunch for him, and he would also prepare a portion for Shen Yu to eat together.
After all, his daughter was still young and ate little. His wife always loved making many different dishes, so the three of them often couldn't finish it all and wasted food.
Shen Yu’s academic performance had always been at the top, with his chemistry grades consistently ranked first in the grade. He was the teacher’s most promising student.
The teacher had even hoped that Shen Yu would become the top scorer.
Putting aside his grades, Shen Yu’s personality was also great. Although he was a bit reserved, he was very well-behaved, the type of academic genius who spoke little but was very capable.
Though he was a bit thin, he had strikingly good looks, and classmates would often ask him for help with their studies. He would always patiently answer them.
Since Shen Yu moved to Yancheng to live, the teacher hadn't seen him for many years, but every year during the New Year, he would never forget to send him greetings on WeChat.
After all, he was his benefactor.
His throat felt a little dry, and Shen Yu didn’t know how to respond. The time displayed on the desk clock showed it was from the first year of high school.
More than ten years ago, he went so far back.
Would the revolving lantern’s images be so vivid?
Not long after, the homeroom teacher’s palm gently touched his forehead. “Are you sick? Would you like to go to the infirmary?”
As autumn turned into winter, the temperature wasn’t very high, but the homeroom teacher’s palm was very warm.
Shen Yu unconsciously swallowed.
It was a real sensation.
It felt like he had really returned to his first year of high school, and the following ten years were the dream.
“I...” Shen Yu tried to open his mouth, “I’m fine, just a bit tired. I’ll rest for a bit.”
Before his death, he had tried to speak but couldn’t produce a coherent sound. But now, these words came out surprisingly smoothly.
“Mm, alright. Rest for a while, and if you're still feeling unwell, go see a doctor.” The homeroom teacher didn’t say anything more.
Although they had only been together for less than half a year, it was clear to the teacher that Shen Yu was very hardworking. He was always the first to arrive at school and the last to leave.
During lunch, he could often be seen outside the classroom, reciting books. His grades had always been the best in the class.
Hard work was important, but health was the foundation of everything.
It was only the beginning of the first year of high school, and there were still two and a half more years to work hard. Proper rest was necessary for sustained progress.
After the homeroom teacher left, Shen Yu didn’t continue lying on the desk. Instead, he sat up obediently, quietly observing everything around him.
The time seemed to be late autumn. He was wearing a not very warm piece of clothing, and his hands and feet felt a little cold. However, it was precisely because of the cold that his mind grew clearer.
The clearer his mind became, the faster his heart uncontrollably raced, and his blood slowly began to boil, escaping from the icy stillness.
He immediately pinched his own arm hard, the pain so intense that tears welled up in his eyes. He tightly pressed his lips together, refusing to make a sound.
Having experienced so much, Shen Yu had become almost numb to pain. His arms were covered with almost nothing but needles, with hardly any flesh left.
But now, his delicate, thin, fair arm left him stunned for quite a while.
The windows on both sides of the classroom were open, and the wind was rushing through quickly, bringing with it the coldness of late autumn. Shen Yu shuddered.
Shen Yu immediately stood up and quickly left through the back door of the classroom.
The homeroom teacher, who was writing on the board, paused for a moment, then asked the class to read for a while before hastily walking out the front door to follow him.
Shen Yu only felt a bit better after splashing cold water on his face in the restroom.
"Are you not going to call your family to have them pick you up?" The homeroom teacher still held a piece of white chalk in his hand.
Shen Yu wiped the cold water off his face, and when he heard the word "family," his heart trembled violently.
Family...
His only family... was Cheng Mofei.
As he had thought, he could definitely get in touch with Cheng Mofei, who was also now a high school student.
Shen Yu immediately turned around, quickly wiping his hands on his clothes to dry off the water stains, and then, with a burning gaze, he looked at the man in his thirties in front of him and said, "Teacher, could I borrow your phone for a moment?"
The homeroom teacher immediately took out his phone from the pocket of his coat and handed it to Shen Yu.
Taking the phone, Shen Yu quickly dialed a familiar number, nervously pressing the phone to his ear.
"Beep... beep... beep..."
He remembered that Cheng Mofei had used this phone number back in middle school. Coming from a well-off family, Cheng Mofei had his own phone at a young age, and his family had set him up with a phone card early on, making it easy to contact him.
Since this year was Shen Yu’s first year of high school, Cheng Mofei must be in his second year.
After a short while, the call didn’t go through, and a cold, robotic female voice said, "Sorry, the number you have dialed is turn off."
Turned off.
It wasn’t a wrong number, nor had it been picked up by some stranger.
It was good news.
Shen Yu dropped the phone and looked up, handing it back to the teacher. "Teacher, can I go home for now? I have a relative who’s house is nearby. I’ll rest there for a bit and come back later for evening self-study."
He had just looked at the time on his phone, and it was a little past 3 PM.
The homeroom teacher thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Alright, I’ll write you a leave slip. Give it to the gatekeeper, and he’ll let you out."
"Thank you, teacher."
Back in the classroom, Shen Yu pretended to tidy up his bag, but in reality, he quickly slipped a small amount of cash from his usual hiding spot into his pocket.
Shen Lide’s home had never been a place where he felt safe. He would never leave his savings there.
At Shen Lide’s house, his room couldn’t be considered a bedroom; it was just a room anyone could come and go from. He only used it as a temporary place to sleep at night, much like an hourly hotel.
After successfully exiting the school gate, Shen Yu didn’t go to the nonexistent relative’s house he had made up. Instead, he followed his memory to the nearest shady internet café.
He ran fast.
Although this body was thin and slightly malnourished, not exactly healthy, it still had the strength of an ordinary person, and he could run quickly, nothing like the heavy, powerless feeling he had when he was near death.
The wind whistled past his ears.
He liked this carefree feeling.
In one breath, he arrived at the internet café, sat down at a computer in the corner, and Shen Yu was quick as ever.
If earlier, when he first opened his eyes, he could convince himself by calling it a "revolving lantern" of sorts, now he was more willing to believe that something beyond scientific explanation had happened to him.
—Time had turned back to his first year of high school.
He didn’t know if this was something that had happened only to him.
But regardless of whether it was or not, he wanted to get in touch with Cheng Mofei.
If it was only him who had been reborn, everything would have to be planned carefully.
But if it wasn’t just him who had been reborn…
The computer booted up successfully, and Shen Yu quickly logged into a QQ account that now felt somewhat unfamiliar.
At this time, he didn’t have a smartphone. Shen Lide’s old phone wouldn’t be given to him until his second year of high school.
He originally had an old QQ account, the one he was logging into now, but when he decided to move to Yancheng, he canceled it along with his old phone number. After getting together with Cheng Mofei, he created a new one to play some games.
After they got together, Cheng Mofei changed his WeChat number. Shen Yu didn’t know Cheng Mofei’s new WeChat ID, so he could only try to add him on QQ.
Cheng Mofei liked playing games, and his QQ was linked to many of them. It was the same account he had used since the beginning and had never changed.
Successfully logging in, Shen Yu eagerly clicked on "Add Friend," entered Cheng Mofei’s number, and nervously pressed enter.
The screen quickly refreshed, and an account appeared in front of him.
It was the number he had entered, but the QQ name was...
"I love Shen Yu."
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