After a full day of competition training, the students were all slumped over in every direction. Using one’s brain was physically exhausting after all. Jiang Chan sat energetically in the last row, but in her mind she was talking with Qingyuan.
“Listening to them talk about how difficult the competition is, I still feel my knowledge base is not broad enough. It seems necessary to look for more problems to practice.”
“There is less than a month until the next round. Even if you hang your hair from the beam and stab your thigh with an awl, there still will not be enough time. Why not do another task? This time I will send you to a world where everyone is devoted to learning.”
Jiang Chan had completed three tasks, and Qingyuan had gained some benefits from them, even though Jiang Chan could not see any obvious changes with the naked eye.
Now Qingyuan was able to communicate with Jiang Chan at any time. During this period, she had not been idle either, but had thoroughly come to understand this world. The more she understood, the more deeply Qingyuan realized what it meant for existence to be reasonable.
Jiang Chan nodded. “That works. Let’s go now. Anyway, coming back will only take an instant.”
Compared to the past, when Qingyuan used to follow behind Jiang Chan urging her to go do tasks, the current Jiang Chan actually liked this feeling of going to task worlds to broaden her experience. Perhaps this was a form of adjustment within her busy academic life.
Jiang Chan propped her head with one hand and leaned against the car window. Others thought she was admiring the scenery outside. They had no idea that her consciousness had already followed Qingyuan’s guidance to another world.
However, the moment Jiang Chan opened her eyes, she sensed something was wrong. She stood up numbly and, following the original body’s memories, found the restroom. When she saw the delicate and refined young man in the mirror, even Jiang Chan, who considered herself quite well tempered, could not help wanting to curse.
The previous task hosts had all been female. Jiang Chan had originally thought she would continue encountering female task hosts in the future. Who would have thought Qingyuan would directly arrange a young man for her this time?
It was not that Jiang Chan cared about gender, but she had lived as a girl for fourteen years. Suddenly having to inhabit a man’s body was something she truly could not adapt to. Jiang Chan curled her lips coldly. She finally understood why Qingyuan had refused to reveal the task details and only said there would be a surprise when she arrived.
The original owner’s name was Jiang Yuhui. He was sixteen years old, his parents were alive, and his personality was introverted. He also had an older brother named Jiang Yuzhi, who was twenty four. With both parents alive and the brothers getting along harmoniously, his life should have been happy and fulfilling.
The original owner’s family was indeed very happy. The only shortcoming lay in his first love during high school. He was introverted by nature, and his greatest hobby was reading various programming books.
He was fair skinned and good looking, and his grades were excellent. At school, he naturally belonged to the ranks of prominent figures. Yet he preferred quiet and rarely participated in school club activities, forcibly shaping the image of an aloof and untouchable flower on campus.
As for the original owner’s first love, Song Miao, the story was rather long. Song Miao possessed almost all the standard traits of a female lead in idol dramas. She came from a poor background, was self reliant, had a strong sense of justice, and was also a top student.
That was how outsiders saw her. In Jiang Chan’s eyes, however, Song Miao was nearly identical to Qin Miao she had encountered before, different in form but similar in essence. The same fragile demeanor and the same pitiful appearance. Just by reviewing the original owner’s memories, Jiang Chan already felt a faint dislike toward Song Miao.
Of course, this dislike was based on the original owner’s memories. Right and wrong would still depend on Jiang Chan actually meeting Song Miao and judging her character.
According to the original owner’s memories, he was introverted, did not like to talk, and rarely interacted with girls. He most enjoyed dealing with people who were outgoing and optimistic.
Thus, Song Miao, who was like a sunflower radiating warmth, caught the original owner’s eye. Song Miao had an excellent reputation at school, got along well with everyone, and enthusiastically helped others. No one ever said a bad word about her.
The original owner only watched Song Miao from afar, watching her shine brightly at all times. Seeing this, Jiang Chan twitched the corner of her mouth. Was this not simply a crush? A favored son of heaven engaging in secret admiration?
The story did not end there. The original owner carefully hid his feelings and continued to watch Song Miao from a distance. During the college entrance examination, he even followed in Song Miao’s footsteps and enrolled in the same university as her.
Song Miao came from a poor family, and the living expenses her family provided were already limited. After starting university, she began working part time to support herself. Perhaps after seeing the prosperity of a big city, her mindset gradually became lost.
Through the introduction of a senior female student in the same department, Song Miao connected with a rich second generation heir. Being an inexperienced young girl, Song Miao naively believed he was sincerely dating her.
She had no idea that he had grown tired of lavish indulgence and simply wanted to try something lighter for a change. After a few months of seeing Song Miao, the rich second generation cut ties with her.
Song Miao was anxious and frightened and did not know what to do. People can stray when panic sets in. Out of fear, Song Miao wanted to find someone to take over the mess. At this moment, the original owner, who had been silently in love with her all along, entered her sight.
Song Miao knew about the original owner’s feelings for her, since eyes cannot lie. In the past, she had looked down on him mainly because his personality was too quiet and not the domineering executive type she liked, even though his family conditions were fairly good.
The original owner was simple hearted. How could he have known that Song Miao had done such things?
He did not even know about the rich second generation at all. That man’s secrecy had been handled extremely well. Perhaps the rich second generation had already planned a way out for himself long ago.
The original owner was thus firmly grasped in Song Miao’s hands. He was overjoyed, and once he reached the legal age, he could not wait to register their marriage.
At this point, life should have been happy and complete. Who would have thought things would turn out so melodramatic? The rich second generation was a reckless type who loved street racing. One midnight, in a moment of overconfidence, he drove straight off a cliff, car and all.
By the time he was found, his body had been burned beyond recognition. He was the only child in his family and was extremely doted on. With his death, the entire family was immediately thrown into turmoil.
At this time, Song Miao and the original owner had already been married for four years, and their child was three years old. When the child was born, Jiang Chan’s parents had once harbored doubts. Premature babies were rarely so robust. However, Song Miao had bribed the doctor who delivered the baby, and the matter was never revealed.
Discover more from Lilly Translations
Subscribe to get the latest posts sent to your email.
Thanks for the chapter!