Qingyu after being reborn is not an office worker. Every day she has to go to a spiritual club in the city for rehabilitation.

Not only learning, but also being able to be a person, all the most basic skills should be how to face the most basic food, clothing, housing and transportation, as well as interpersonal communication and even the language system.

It's like a brand new computer, rebooted. But the human head is not a hard disk, install a system, just input what you need into it.

Instead, it needs to be learned and accepted little by little. It's like a perfect shell, and the mind is empty.

It's like a perfectly designed vehicle, without a driver in charge of the machine. What Qingyu needs most now is to understand the world and restore her current self to her previous appearance.

If she can get her memories back, that's the best result. But it seems unlikely, because so far there is no such black technology in any institution in the world.

This is equivalent to a used hard drive, re-copy all the content in it, and when this hard drive is destroyed, you can buy a new piece of content and put it back in.

But no one knows anything about Qingyu's past, so she can only accept new ones. Learn the language of Cheongla country, the folk customs and scientific knowledge of the most basic literacy, speak, and communicate with the language.

At the same time, it is also necessary to understand the system of the world and understand what people are like. Know what to do every day or at every age.

It's like a newborn baby, re-accepting the new world little by little, but Qingyu has a body about 20 years old, and the pain is to go through these 20 years, and all the things that need to be written down in a short period of time.

She has an amazing memory because she has nothing in her head. In the words of the Qi God Soldier, her brain has not been used yet.

Zheng Ying followed behind him like a clown, a hundred meters away. More or less someone will notice this sneaky guy, but in this world, no one pays attention to the kind of strange things that haven't happened yet.

It wasn't until Qingyu walked into this spiritual club that Zheng Ying turned around and walked towards a convenience store. Because it was morning, the convenience store hadn't opened yet, so he could only stand stupidly at the window at the door, looking at the things inside.

In fact, he was facing away from him, looking at the reflection inside the glass, and he could see Qingyu's every move. Qingyu walked into the small club, and Zheng Ying quickly followed.

Across the road, pedestrians on the road looked at him with disdain. Zheng Ying frowned: "What do you see?" ”

"Well, are you going in?"

"Of course, why else I'm here?" Zheng Ying walked into the clubhouse, and the person who was staring at him followed.

Zheng Ying looked back at him cautiously. The man who thought Zheng Ying was very strange smiled kindly: "I opened this club, I used to be a psychiatrist, I don't know what kind of things you came to me to understand and what kind of knots to solve?" "The Soul Club doesn't occupy a lot of space, just like an ordinary gym, but only one floor.

After walking in, there is a black rumbling aisle more than ten meters long. Except for the hallway, which is a thick cloth curtain, when opened, it looks like a dojo for dancing inside, and the floor is all wooden floors, but there are many tatami mats in the middle area.

The moment he lifted the curtain, he saw Qingyu. There are also more than 10 girls with Qingyu.

"Uh...... I... I've got something on my mind, I'm sad, I want to come here and find some comfort, okay? Zheng Ying replied with a squeak.

The man smiled, "It's okay, of course, then please come and sit down next to our friends." Zheng Ying felt a hint of nervousness, he had never sat with so many people before.

Walking to the tatami mat, he deliberately approached Qingyu and sat down. Qingyu really didn't have any effect on him, and stretched out her hand to him: "Hello, my name is Liu Qingyu, and I am also here for rehabilitation." ”

"Oh, good... Okay, my name is Zheng Ying. Zheng Ying blushed all of a sudden. The moment his hand grabbed Qingyu's hand, he looked at her clear eyes as if he had been electrocuted, and Zheng Ying's heart instantly had a hot current, accompanied by goosebumps all over his body.

Zheng Ying shuddered and quickly retracted her hand.

"Are you being shy? Haha......" Qingyu covered her mouth and laughed. The girls around them laughed too, but their spiritual teachers.

But he suddenly clapped his hands and shouted: "Okay girls, everyone stand up, today we are going to learn the body, that is, as a standard girl, how to appear in front of people gently, making people feel comfortable and not so disgusting." This is the most important thing to have as a girl, the image of a lady. The girls who had sat in a circle all stood up.

Zheng Ying felt that what the teacher said was a bit unacceptable. But when I think of this, the teacher is also a man, and he looks to be in his thirties.

Anyway, Zheng Ying feels that she is learning something that is not very gentlemanly now.

"Can you introduce yourself?" The male teacher applauded,

"Come on, girls, let's welcome this new classmate and hope he has a great time every day here." Then a group of girls stared at Zheng Ying, applauded warmly, and said words of welcome.

Zheng Ying could only swallow saliva when he was nervous, and he even wanted to lift his pants or raise his hand to tickle it.

But it seemed that these actions would attract the special attention of the girls, and he could only stay there in a daze, with his eyes wide open and not saying a word.

The spiritual teacher is a man, but his words and deeds always give people a sense of gentleness, in Zheng Ying's words, this teacher is quite a sissy.

"This new classmate?" The teacher began to urge. Zheng Ying thought in her heart: Do it alive, count it when you die, if you are embarrassed, if you die, if you die, what is the big deal.

He walked among the people in a circle and introduced himself like a rap: "Hello everyone, my name is Zheng Ying, needless to say, you can also see that I am a man." This remark caused the girls to laugh.

Zheng Ying shrugged her shoulders: "Maybe you will laugh at me for being a fool, but this is also a fact, I am indeed a fool, I have a lot of things on my mind, the biggest thing is that I killed my lover, I can't forgive myself for ......" Speaking of this, everyone's applause stopped.

Some good girls frowned, and some of them had a smile on their faces that disappeared in an instant. The Spiritual Teacher clasped his hands in front of his chest, as if he felt a trace of entanglement.

Zheng Ying gritted her teeth: "If my lover stands in front of me, I don't even know how to apologize to her and ask for her forgiveness." I love her so much, really, I don't really deserve to lose her, and if I have the chance, I'm willing to trade my life for her. That's what was on my mind, I felt like I was in pain, and that's it. The spiritual teacher took the lead in applauding, and everyone clapped their hands one after another, and even a girl shouted: "Zheng Ying, come on, you will definitely be able to." ”

"Since she is your lover, she will definitely understand you and forgive you."

"It's already a lot of courage to say something like that, you're a great handsome guy!"

"Am I great?" Zheng Ying turned around, right in front of Qingyu. Although it was asking everyone, it was like asking her in front of her.

Qingyu nodded, and applauded like everyone: "Yes, of course you are great, if a person can admit a mistake, it is already very good, which means that your heart is not bad." ”

"Am I not bad-hearted? I killed my lover with my own hands, she is the love of my life! Zheng Ying gritted her teeth and said it word by word, facing the **, and said what she wanted to say to her alone.

Perhaps at this moment, Zheng Ying couldn't wait for the Qingyu in front of her, and scolded herself fiercely. Or give yourself a knife, and that will be a pleasure.

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