Doomsday simulator, I prove extraordinary with swordsmanship

The weather in September, the heat has not dissipated.

Standing in the corridor, Zhao Cheng listened to the chirping of cicadas outside and the sound of lectures in the classroom, and couldn't help wondering how he fell asleep.

The quality of his sleep at night is still very good, and he doesn't usually doze off at all, let alone fall asleep directly in class.

He actually prefers to be in a daze than to sleep.

In addition, he vaguely remembered that he seemed to have had a very long dream. In the dream, he seemed to be the person that many girls would never get.

He was a little surprised. In this world, there are still people who are not interested in good-looking girls? !

Why did I dream of this?

It is said that I think about it every day and dream at night. Could it be that I have some psychological problems, and this dream is an early sign of illness?

Zhao Cheng thought aimlessly that ordinary students were punished to stand, and they would inevitably panic. He was different, his mind was very stable, but he was still thinking about it. Standing in the corridor, he started a brainstorm.

The hot wind was blowing in the corridor. After standing for a while, Zhao Cheng sweated a lot, so he moved a little closer to the crack of the door, trying to get some air-conditioning.

During class time, the whole school seemed relatively quiet, and the corridor was also empty. However, at this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps from the stairs not far away.

Zhao Cheng looked over curiously, and saw a pretty girl walking towards him. The girl also saw Zhao Cheng with curious eyes.

In this day and age, students who are punished by teachers to stand outside the class are rare.

At the same time, at this very moment, she actually had a feeling that she had seen this boy somewhere before, as if the two of them knew each other a long time ago.

But in her memory, there is clearly no impression, which is very strange.

Because of this, she left an extra thought.

As for Zhao Cheng, after this glance, he suddenly felt his heart skip a beat. That jet-black hair, those clear eyes, it's terrible, it's the feeling of seductiveness.

And his next thought was, I'm still the boy I used to be, I haven't changed a bit, so I said, how could I not like beautiful ones, the previous dream was obviously because I was worrying too much.

It was just when the two looked at each other and each had their own thoughts, a gust of wind suddenly blew past, lifting the girl's skirt.

For a moment, although Zhao Cheng closed his eyes subconsciously, he still made a judgment in his heart that it was white.

The girl's reaction was quick, and she quickly suppressed it, but her face turned red, and she felt a burst of embarrassment. It's just that this kind of thing is not easy to flare up, so she can only take another deep look at Zhao Cheng.

After that, Zhao Chenggong looked at each other all the way, knocked on the door of the next-door classroom, and didn't know what he said to the teacher.

Zhao Cheng saw all this in his eyes, and his heart was not at peace. He had seen this girl many times before, and she was different from the false kingly and beautiful girl in his family. Li Qingmeng was a real kingly and beautiful girl.

In fact, Zhao Cheng was very sober in the world, never thought about what would happen with the other party, the so-called no desires can be strong, so he didn't have many thoughts.

But for the white one, this is the test for his young age, and he has undoubtedly passed.

sin! sin!

Zhao Cheng muttered silently in his heart.

The half class time actually passed quickly, but Zhao Cheng felt that the afternoon of this day was extraordinarily long.

At the same time, on this day, Zhao Cheng finally understood why some people say that skirts are the best gift the world can give to mankind.

Um……

indeed so.

...

More than a month later, one afternoon, it was raining heavily and the wind was howling.

Zhao Cheng left a little late because he was on duty.

Because it is Friday, there is no evening class today.

Zhao Chengcheng wanted to see if the rain would be a little less after this point, but obviously, he was too naive.

Thinking to himself, he called for support on his cell phone.

"Student Zhao Cheng, you..."

At this time, Li Qingmeng was still in school.

After that day, because of that strange feeling, she specifically investigated the other party. The simple resume undoubtedly had nothing to do with her, so she became even more strange.

She doesn't believe in fate, so she feels that there must be something special about Zhao Cheng.

Of course, this is just a thought, she didn't want to continue to explore the idea, but she didn't want to, she met here today, and the other party seemed to be trapped by the rain, so she happened to take a short ride by the way.

Right at the entrance of the teaching building, the car that picked her up was already waiting there early.

"No, I'm waiting for someone."

Zhao Cheng shook his head. According to reason, he should be flattered in this situation, but for some reason, he felt that he was as stable as an old dog, so he couldn't be surprised anyway.

In the time it took to speak, he wore a large raincoat and came here against the rain.

It wasn't until Zhao Xiaoxiang took off his rain hat that Li Qingmeng recognized him.

And when Zhao Xiaoxiang saw Li Qingmeng and Zhao Cheng staying together, a strange sense of déjà vu suddenly appeared in his heart, and his fists hardened unconsciously.

"Hey, president you..."

Fortunately, it was only a momentary feeling, and reason still prevailed after all, so she hurriedly spoke up.

It rained heavily that day, and gradually, the two of them became more connected.

...

During the winter vacation of this year, Zhao Cheng returned to Xianlin and met Zhao Xiuxiu.

When childhood companions meet again, they are naturally full of joy.

That night, the two climbed onto the roof, chatting and looking at the stars. They used to do this kind of thing when they were very young, when the house was not so tall.

It's probably because of the turn of the years, they have grown up, and the friendship between the two has also begun to be mixed with some other things.

Although we separated afterwards, our contact suddenly became frequent.

...

A few years later, Zhao Cheng finished high school and university normally, and after working for two years, he and Zhao Xiuxiu entered the palace of marriage.

The day before the wedding, Zhao Xiaoxiang cried bitterly, and Li Qingmeng was also invited because of the intermittent contact over the years.

At the wedding scene, she looked at the two people who loved each other, but she couldn't help flashing some strange scenes in her mind. It was clear that she and Zhao Cheng could only be regarded as good friends, and they were still far away from lovers. Qianli, why do I feel so regretful, so lost, it seems that this is not the first time I am so lost.

In her eyes, Zhao Cheng and Zhao Xiuxiu are indeed a good match, and even she feels that Zhao Cheng is very lucky to meet such a good girl, who is gentle, generous, kind, strong, and independent. Of course, Zhao Cheng Not bad, this is undoubtedly a happy relationship.

Of course, among the people she met, in terms of excellence, Zhao Cheng was actually not the best. There were countless people in her circle who were better than him.

In these years, she has never seen any young talent, just such a person, why does she feel unwilling? !