Of course I remember... So don't cry, I'll buy you breakfast. Qiu Yuan wanted to say this, but the system wouldn't let him.

When Qiu Yuan pinched his throat and wanted to say something 'out of place', a faint hint appeared in front of him.

"High risk of dream collapse"

Sure enough, it still can't be exposed, and the reason Qiu Yuan can't figure it out.

But you're too direct, girl... Lin Wanxiang stretched out her hand and grabbed Qiu Yuan's sleeve, this action was too intimate.

It's not just intimacy, but there's also a sense of obedience and dependence, and a little bit of fear.

Lin Wanxiang's actions were seen by the people around the cafeteria.

Originally, Lin Wanxiang's temperament and appearance were eye-catching enough at Jiangcheng University of the Arts, and the people who would chase her in her freshman year could line up from the school library to the outside of the school gate.

And at this point in time, everyone understands... Chasing the evening girl is to risk being expelled.

But it's always okay to take a look at the evening girl, right? Appreciate the beauty of other people's girls without sinning.

The problem is that when this beautiful girl reaches out and grabs the corner of another boy's clothes, it instantly causes tons of damage to a bunch of treasure boys in the cafeteria who have had a crush on the evening girl.

So those appreciative eyes fell on Qiu Yuan, and they turned into hostility in minutes.

Who is he?

Why can you let a bird like the evening girl follow him?

The mother also made the evening girl cry!

Instructor... Can I still read the file and come back?

Qiu Yuan really wanted to slap himself out of his sleep now.

Those who don't know Qiu Yuan are fine, but Ren Ying, who is sitting in front of Qiu Yuan, and Li Xinxin and Shi Fangzheng, who have been following Lin Wanxiang.

These people who have been in contact with Qiuyuan in their lives all looked at Lin Wanxiang's intimate behavior with surprised and puzzled eyes.

If this were to return to the real world, would interpersonal relationships change drastically?

Why can the evening girl mess around in her recollection, but she can't...

"Lin Wanxiang, of course I know, do you have anything to do?"

Qiu Yuan was complaining in his heart, but he was still cooperating with the system.

At this point in time, of course Qiu Yuan knew the evening fragrance girl, but in Qiu Yuan's heart at this time, the evening fragrance was an untouchable star, the kind of girl who needed to look up to herself.

Of course, this was the original owner's idea, Qiu Yuan remembered that his attitude towards Lin Wanxiang at that time was, 'No matter how beautiful she is, take care of my?' And it's not the goal of the dog-licking system. ’

It's naïve to think back to myself at that time.

"Classmates."

Lin Wanxiang didn't like to hear this answer, but if this dream really came according to the original time, Qiu Yuan didn't know her at all.

So what she is doing to Qiu Yuan now is too abrupt.

But what about the abruptness? Anyway, she's just dreaming now, and she should be fine if she's a little wayward, right?

Lin Wanxiang thought of this, and she was determined not to let Qiu Yuan go, so she silently grabbed the corner of Qiu Yuan's clothes and sat beside Qiu Yuan.

Girl, you're making it hard for me to do this!

Qiu Yuan also wanted to try if he could dig out something good from Ren Ying, but as soon as Lin Wanxiang sat beside him, the effect of blood suppression was immediately highlighted.

Ren Ying didn't dare to speak loudly in front of Lin Wanxiang... She barely managed to maintain a somewhat stiff smile on her face.

"Yingying, we still have classes to go later, why don't you go first."

"Class? Also... There will be a chance to talk about it later. ”

Ren Ying chose to retreat at this time, and Qiu Yuan's temperament and senses for her were indeed much better.

But now Qiu Yuan is still an ordinary college student in Ren Ying's heart...

Even if Lin Wanxiang's silent declaration of possession made her a little unhappy, it was not worth letting her compete with Lin Wanxiang.

Qiu Yuan could only watch Ren Ying leave the cafeteria, and after Ren Ying left, Li Xinxin and Shi Fangzheng walked to Lin Wanxiang's side with an embarrassed face.

"Little... Xiaowan, you and Qiu Yuan, this is..."Li Xinxin's voice trembled a little.

“……”

Lin Wanxiang lowered her head and did not answer Li Xinxin.

She doesn't want to talk to anyone now, she doesn't even want to talk to Qiu Yuan, she just wants to hold the corner of Qiu Yuan's clothes now, and then she will go wherever Qiu Yuan goes.

It's completely behind the spiritualization... But it's a reward for you.

"Recently, I have some ideas about the works I want to bring to the exhibition."

Qiu Yuan slowly said something that made Lin Wanxiang so happy that she wanted to hug Qiu Yuan.

"Can you please guide me?"

Lin Wanxiang remembered... Today is the day she and Qiu Yuan first met, the day Qiu Yuan first left a mark on her memory.

It is the "Starry Sky" that Qiu Yuan is about to create today.

Lin Wanxiang had no reason to refuse Qiu Yuan's invitation, and the development after this was roughly the same as that of the week.

Qiu Yuan obviously didn't use the perfect painting opportunity when he returned to the studio to create, but he still found the feeling of being inspired by Van Gogh's grandfather again.

Driven by this feeling, Qiu Yuan once again painted the starry sky perfectly.

This was a very enjoyable time for Lin Wanxiang, she didn't care about the eyes of the other people in the class at all, and directly moved a chair and sat behind Qiu Yuan, silently watching Qiu Yuan's figure drawing the starry sky.

This painting also continued until the afternoon, until only Lin Wanxiang and Qiu Yuan were left in the studio.

After finishing the last painting, Qiu Yuan was almost scared out of the psychological shadow by Lin Wanxiang.

But this time the female ghost obediently sat next to Qiu Yuan, and then gradually began to nap.

Qiu Yuan's departure made her exhausted, and she often had nightmares even when she was asleep.

And now being able to sit quietly beside Qiu Yuan and enjoy Qiu Yuan's paintings that inspired her is the most reassuring and enjoyable moment for her.

This sweet dream made Lin Wanxiang sleep soundly, and in the end, her head rested lightly on Qiu Yuan's shoulder, and in a daze, she heard Qiu Yuan's voice whispering in her ear...

"It's time to wake up, Xiaowan."

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Wake up?

Lin Wanxiang lay on the bed and opened her eyes, looking at the somewhat familiar and unfamiliar ceiling above.

"Dreams?"

Lin Wanxiang covered her forehead and sat up from the bed.

It stands to reason that the content of the dream should be forgotten soon after waking up, but the more Lin Wanxiang recalls the dream she had today, the clearer her memory becomes.

She remembers being back on the Fourth of May... That day was the day when Qiu Yuan drew the starry sky, and it was also the day when she really knew Qiu Yuan.

I feel like I've done something stupid in my dreams.

Lin Wanxiang recalled the scene when she grabbed the corner of Qiuyuan's clothes and walked around the campus the whole time, and when she realized that she was dreaming, she didn't feel ashamed.

But after sobering up, reminiscing, Lin Wanxiang couldn't help but cover her somewhat flushed cheeks.

It's just a dream anyway.

Lin Wanxiang comforted herself with this reason, but after comforting, she didn't make her feel better, but instead felt a sense of loss.

She subconsciously picked up her phone to check the time, but several messages from Li Xinxin were displayed on the phone screen.

Lin Wanxiang just glanced at the content of the news, and the only trace of sleepiness disappeared without a trace in an instant.

I remembered Xiaowan when you met Qiu Yuan in the cafeteria at that time, and I don't know what happened to you, so I ran up and grabbed Qiu Yuan's clothes, and grabbed Qiu Yuan like a koala and walked most of the school. ’

'There were a lot of boys who had a crush on you that day who fell out of love, but then I thought that it was because of the starry sky painted by Qiu Yuan, Xiao Wan, you shouldn't have liked Qiu Yuan since then, right? ’

‘？ ’

Lin Wanxiang looked at Li Xinxin and sighed, her whole head was messed up, she sent a question mark and wanted to ask Li Xinxin what was going on.

Have I ever grabbed the corner of Qiuyuan's clothes and run around the school?

No.

Lin Wanxiang took a moment to recall, and she really couldn't imagine what Li Xinxin said, only in the dream she had just had.

But Li Xinxin had no reason to know what she was doing in her dream.

"Hmm..."

Lin Wanxiang walked down from the bed and came all the way to her bookshelf.

She didn't have much with her when she moved, except for a few changes of clothes, a lot of literature that she never got tired of no matter how many times she read it.

Among these literary works, there are many science fiction works involving time and space travel, and Lin Wanxiang flipped out a few books on the bookshelf and roughly read some of the plots in them.

Then she began to understand what had happened to her.

The dream was real, she really went back to the past, and changed the present, but only a little.

Lin Wanxiang used her mobile phone to check the news about Qiuyuan again, and found that nothing had changed...

That day, Qiuyuan still sang on stage, and then the God of Medicine created for Bai Xiaoyu's family was about to be released, and after that, he participated in the Best Singer-Songwriter with Sister Ke Wei.

She still lost Qiuyuan.

Lin Wanxiang wrote down this long list of analyses in her notebook, and after these analyses were written, Lin Wanxiang quickly wrote down a paragraph...

'If I had a chance to do it again, I would...'

Lin Wanxiang crossed out the entire paragraph when she wrote this, and then rewrote 'In order not to live up to Qiuyuan again, I should...'

Writing this, Lin Wanxiang began to flip through the previous records in the notebook.

It also carefully preserves Qiu Yuan's notes, as well as the poems he wrote.

When did it start? There is a rift in her relationship with Qiu Yuan.

Lin Wanxiang remembered that Qiu Yuan took the initiative to pursue her after the student art exhibition, and that day she sent her an invitation letter and the song "Simple Love" in the radio room.

The invitation is still in Lin Wanxiang's notebook, and she took out the invitation when she turned the page.

Although Qiu Yuan said that he was going to the library to discuss the starry sky with her, he actually wanted to chat with her, and then left her in the way of the Flying Flower Order.

Lin Wanxiang carefully read the poems written by Qiu Yuan, as well as some of her own annotations on the poems later.

At that time, she didn't expect that the time when she was playing with Qiu Yuan in the library would become the happiest and most comfortable time for her and Qiu Yuan.

And after that... Breakup and estrangement.

"What am I doing..."

Lin Wanxiang flipped through the notes behind her and found that she was terrifyingly indifferent at that time.

The real rift in her relationship with Qiu Yuan was when her sister drove her home after the movie ended that day, and then Lin Wanxiang acquiesced in her sister's decision to leave Qiu Yuan alone.

What really made Lin Wanxiang feel that she was indifferent at that time was... In the notes after the movie, she wrote about the movie for almost three pages, but she didn't mention anything related to Qiuyuan.

At that time, she had only known Qiu Yuan for a short time, and she was obsessed with Teacher Bai Ya's new work, so it was normal not to notice Qiu Yuan's intentions.

Wrong... I noticed it, but I didn't care.

Lin Wanxiang stared at the last sentence written in the movie and fell silent.

'What does Qiu Yuan mean by not losing him?' ’

That's what it means now...

Lin Wanxiang was holding the notebook with too much strength in her fingertips when she saw this line of questions, and almost tore off this page.

But soon... Lin Wanxiang let go of the page, then smoothed out the folds on the page, picked up the pen and wrote a new sentence after this question.

If I could have it again, I wouldn't lose it again!' ’