2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

The leaves are rustling, the insects are chirping, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse. She is soaked in the cold stream and drifts with the current. The girl feels calm in her heart.

Her field of vision was briefly blocked, but she didn't panic, knowing that she should have drifted under the small wooden bridge at this time. Just wait for a few seconds, and the dark curtain studded with bright moon and stars will appear before your eyes again.

However, a few seconds later, what appeared in front of the girl was not the night sky, but a face that was a little confused and a little stunned.

Why is there anyone here? Has "forgetting" failed?

This was the first thought that came to her mind.

Why is it him?

This was the second thought that came to her mind.

The girl's body was stiff with panic and embarrassment, and she didn't know how to react for a moment. She just drifted away with the current like a lifeless puppet.

Come on, come on, there is a corner ahead, as long as I disappear from his sight, it will be fine...

The girl pursed her lips. Seeing that the man on the bridge was gradually obscured by trees and grass, she felt relieved. Just as she was about to stand up from the water, she heard an exclamation from the other side:

"Fuck!"

Then there was the sound of running.

Before the girl could react, a strong figure appeared at the corner and jumped into the stream without hesitation.

...

The street lamp cast a soft white light, illuminating the two people sitting on the bank of the stream.

"Hiss... be gentle, be gentle." Yan Muyun, who was soaked all over, tugged at the corners of his mouth with a ferocious expression.

At this time, there was a bulge on his forehead. The strange girl in front of him reached out and touched it gently a few times, with worry written on her pale face.

The creek was as deep as an adult's knees and was paved with pebbles. Due to the dim light, he couldn't see clearly, but he was eager to save people and plunged down. When he floated up again, his eyes were already white.

In the end it was the girl who dragged him ashore.

"It's so late, and the temperature is so low, why are you floating in the water?" This was the first time Yan Muyun encountered such a thing, and he was speechless and funny.

"I'm sorry..." the girl whispered, sounding like she was crying.

"No." Yan Muyun couldn't see this the most. He waved his hands repeatedly and said in a softer tone: "I don't mean to blame you, I'm just out of curiosity."

"It's just...a personal hobby..." The girl's voice was a bit soft, and she couldn't hear her clearly even in the quiet night.

Seeing that the other party had no intention of answering, Yan Muyun didn't force himself. He just took a deep breath and let it out for a long time to relieve the depression of having just hit his head.

The atmosphere was quiet for a moment, and the girl asked in a low voice: "How did you get in?"

"I was walking back to the dormitory along the tree-lined path. I saw a fork in the road, so I turned in out of curiosity." Yan Muyun said helplessly.

He wanted to take a closer look at what the girl looked like, but it was pitch dark in the forest and the only streetlight was not very bright. In addition, the girl was always wearing a wide hood, only half of her white and pointed chin was exposed.

When the girl just touched the bag on her forehead, he barely managed to take a look at her face. But under the shadow of the hood, only those bright and moist eyes left some impression on him.

At this time, the girl hugged her knees and sat more than half a meter away, with her head lowered and she didn't know what she was thinking.

The cool night breeze blowing on the soaked clothes that cling to the body is really unbearable. Yan Muyun stood up from the ground, patted the ashes on his butt, and said, "Since you're fine, I'll leave first."

While talking, he looked at the girl's back, feeling a little magical in his heart. Such a slender body seemed to be completely unafraid of the cold. He had obviously been floating in the cold stream for so long, and he still looked fine after landing.

"Okay, thank you, bye." The girl tilted her head slightly and waved to him.

Yan Muyun returned to the bridge, picked up the metal box containing the nutritional medicine, and asked casually, "Do you want to go back together?"

The dormitories in the inner courtyard are not divided into men and women. At most, the roommates are of the same sex, so everyone lives in the same building.

Out of a gentleman's upbringing and considering that a lady should not be allowed to walk alone at night, he asked casually.

Definitely not because I want to wait until the highlight to see what the girl looks like, or because I am unwilling to end it like this and look forward to what other stories will happen later, such as exchanging contact information... Absolutely not!

The girl was a little flustered and waved her hands repeatedly: "Ah, no, no, thank you, I'll stay for a while and go back by myself."

"Okay." Yan Muyun raised his eyebrows, feeling free and easy, and turned around and walked deeper into the forest.

However, after walking a few steps, he suddenly realized that the two of them had been talking for so long and didn't even know each other's names, so he stopped, hesitated and said, "By the way, my name is Yan Muyun, a freshman."

"I know." The girl nodded.

"What?" Yan Muyun was a little surprised and blinked.

"Nothing, nothing." The girl seemed to realize that she seemed to have said the wrong thing. She waved her hands repeatedly, stood up from the ground, and said in a somewhat urgent tone: "My...my name is Ye Buyu. Goodbye, classmate Yan."

It seems that I have been evicted.

Yan Muyun felt helpless, waved his hand and left.

I have to say that tonight's encounter is really a bit...weird...

But I have to admit, it's quite interesting.

...

The next day, the alarm sounded at 7:30 in the morning on time.

Yan Muyun sat up from the bed, stretched out, made a figure "8" in the air with his right hand wearing a smart bracelet, and remotely turned off the alarm clock on the table.

I touched my forehead and found that the swelling from the bump last night had actually subsided.

After walking out of the living room, Wei Min had already washed up. The round small dining table was filled with meals from the school cafeteria, which seemed to be enough for six or seven people.

"Good morning." The dark-skinned young man grinned, showing eight big white teeth, full of energy.

"Morning... soooo..." Yan Muyun said hello and turned into a yawn in the middle of his greeting.

After breakfast, the two of them went out and went downstairs together.

Today is the first day after the National Day.

...

"By the way, aren't the students in the inner courtyard allowed to choose courses?" Yan Muyun asked a little depressed while walking on the road.

Wei Min was a little surprised, as if wondering why he asked this question: "No, in addition to a few required courses, as well as fighting and physical training subjects, everyone must also choose three to four subjects that they are interested in." It’s just an elective.”

Yan Muyun waved his hand and shared the interface in Zhitong: "The button on my course selection page is also gray."

Wei Min's eyes glowed with a faint blue light, apparently receiving the message. After a brief silence, he also said "Hey": "Is it because school has started for more than a month, so I can't choose? No, Professor Bai should help you take care of these things. Show me Look at your class schedule.”

"Okay." Yan Muyun nodded and switched pages.

"Your class schedule..." Wei Min was silent for a moment, and his voice suddenly rose a little: "Why does it feel like you have five or six classes less than me a week!"

"And your grade points, why do you already have two perfect scores at the beginning of the school year? S-level assessments for firearms shooting and combat? Were you a special forces soldier in the army before? The King of Soldiers returned to campus to work as a bodyguard for the school belle?"

"Let me show you my class schedule."

Listening to the inexplicably familiar complaints, Yan Muyun's mouth twitched, and then he compared the two class schedules.

Well, it seems that my part about fighting, firearms, and physical training was a bit too easy, and the overall duration was about half less than that of Wei Min.

Generally speaking, I haven't missed any of my theory-related courses, and even had several extra classes, but the amount of training for practical-related projects is much easier.

Yan Muyun's heart moved. It was probably because Professor Bai considered that his current body was not suitable for high-intensity exercise and he was usually too sleepy, so he adjusted his class schedule to free up time for himself to rest.