When I open my eyes again, it feels like a dream. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Xia Chu felt unreal, he shouldn't have died, after all, he had no strength at all at that time, and his body was unconscious, how could he still be alive.

But ah, it's nice to be alive, and it's nice to be able to see the sun and feel warm. No, why doesn't it hurt, isn't it a lot of injuries?

Sit up and shift your gaze from the ceiling to yourself......

What's the matter, didn't I get hurt? Whose clothes are this, I haven't worn pajamas like a cute white rabbit for a long time.

"Could it be ......" stood up and walked to the dressing mirror in the room and looked at it, "God, this is really not me, twelve or thirteen years old, shoulder-length short hair, big eyes, white and shiny skin, only the same as himself is the thin body." The conjecture became a reality, and Xia Chu came back from the dead, but he was no longer himself.

At the age of twelve or thirteen, that is, the age of the first year of junior high school, life is still in its infancy, and everything can be started from scratch, which is really good. Xia Chu thought about the life in his previous life, avoiding the ordinary and comfortable life that hard work can be regarded as a bad life, not that it is not good, and even for most people it is much happier, but there is always something missing. In the past, Xia Chu didn't know what she was not satisfied with, but after a life and death, she understood. All along, she has lost a little enthusiasm and trust in others, and these are what the military uncle taught her. Xia Chu understands Liang Yu's choice and is grateful for Liang Yu's companionship when she is the most sad, but it does not mean that she agrees with Liang Yu's choice and approves of him giving up on herself. She Xia Chu also wants to have the friendship of life and death, sweating profusely, and fighting for ideals and beliefs, she wants them all, she wants a different life.

It used to be a life that had passed after all, but now she is no longer Xia Chu, and it is more important to adapt to the current life, so as not to be seen and taken away for research.

Thinking of this, Xia Chu began to look for something in the room where the identity of the original owner could be discovered, such as a diary or something.

Carefully observe the environment, the whole interior is decorated in a simple European style, with white as the main decoration, light yellow and light green, fresh and natural decoration, there is a desk by the window of the room, Xia Chu immediately went to the desk to find clues.

The desk is a princess-style white desk with a lamp on the left and a pot of blooming jasmine on the right. There was a laptop in the middle, and I opened it and looked at it, August 31, 2003 at 13:05.

Under the lamp on the left is the book of the first semester of junior high school and the beautiful book cover, the book is only half wrapped, and the name is written in the wrapped, Nanxia, the fifth class of the first year of junior high school. It looks like I just signed up to get the book and went home.

When I opened the drawer of the desk, I saw a drawer of hairpins and hair accessories and other ornaments for girls, some of which were in various styles, and another drawer contained a diary and some study utensils, notebooks, pens, study machines and other auxiliary tools.

It seems that the girl's family background is not bad, at least for the time being, she doesn't have to worry about money.

I opened the diary and flipped through it, but fortunately I could understand Chinese, there were few diaries and the time span was quite large.

Zixuan, August 9, 2003

Today is my twelfth birthday, it's already ten o'clock, and my parents haven't come back, so they won't be back today. Also, I rarely see them, every time they say that they are very busy at work, every time they are like this, from childhood to adulthood, it was almost Yu's mother who brought me up. They only know work, and they say they will come back to accompany me, they are all liars, and I will be sad.

Zixuan, August 10, 2003

When I woke up in the morning, I saw my mother, and I was surprised and happy. Dad also came back, but Mom said that Dad was tired and asked him to sleep more. I didn't dare to disturb, I just looked at the door, really, absolutely silent, or was found by my father. Mom and Dad had breakfast with me today, so happy.

My dad was a hero in defending my country, my mom was a strong woman in business, and I want to be like them when I grow up.

But there is one unhappy thing, they only stay at home for one day and have to leave, Mom's career is not here, and Dad has to go back to work in the military department.

Fortunately, I'm going to junior high school, although I was brought to this new city, I can't see my former classmates, I don't care, anyway, I don't play with them, and I don't know them well, I just need to listen to my parents' serious study, and the new school is the best school in Midsummer Country, so I have to work harder.

Zixuan, August 31, 2003

Today is the day to sign up for the book, and Yu's mother woke me up early to report. Does it matter? It's just that in the school, I look at the class and go to the school warehouse to pay money to buy books, and even the teacher will not be in the school.

I was very unhappy when I saw the class list, I had studied so hard, but the exam was only 126, and I was in class five. Obviously, I was in the top ten in my previous school, it seems that my father said it well, don't underestimate anyone, those who can go to this school are the elite of the elite.

Also, otherwise how can the new school be called the first, after all, it is Yuanjing No. 1 Middle School, the best middle and high school integrated middle school in Midsummer Country. And it's in the national capital of Yuankei.

After reading the diary, Nanxia's head is big, although the words are the same, but this is a completely different time and space, okay, familiar history and knowledge can't be used, common sense place names don't know anything, you have to start over.

Fortunately, the technology here seems to be similar to Huaxia, so that the things commonly used in life will not be used.

Alas, there is still a long way to go.

I was full of confidence and was deflated in an instant...... Ah, it's going crazy, it's so hard to relearn it all. Rubbing his hair, Xia Chu, oh no, Nan Xia reluctantly accepted the reality. After all, you can't give up because of this difficulty, it's only the first year of junior high school, it's hard to be like the original owner's grades, and it's not too difficult to keep up slowly.

Fortunately, except for that Yu Ma, there is no one who is familiar with the original owner, so you can deal with the past without saying too much.

Tomorrow, September 1st, the school will officially start, and the little girl seems to have been worn by herself when she took a nap, Amitabha, I'm sorry.

Hurry up, wrap all the books on the table, read the content of the book to understand what you want to learn, don't go to the gang all at once.

Chinese, Mathematics, History, Chemistry, Physics, Biology, Geography, Vocal Training, Computer Basics, Basic Materials Application, Military Fundamentals, Political Fundamentals, Business Fundamentals, Wilderness Survival Theory, Communicative Etiquette and Social Psychology Fundamentals.

Oh my God, this is a little bit of a junior high school? So much, but also involves some social common sense and etiquette, this time and space is really moral, intellectual, physical, aesthetic and labor all-round development.