Reborn I don't need a heroine

On the screen, the mysterious pop-up window changes every ten seconds, with new text. The speed of 'turning pages' was a bit slow for Wang Heng, but it just gave him time to understand and think.

[Actually, before you were reborn, you would die so badly because of a space-time bug, which caused a big problem with the law of causality. In other words, you shouldn't have died, at least not at 25. In order to fix the bug, we had to rollback this part of the worldline. And your consciousness is a fixed point mark in the rollback, which cannot be deleted or modified, so it can only make you reborn. 】

[For you, this should be regarded as compensation. But the problem now is that in order not to create new bugs, any of your actions must not be too out of the norm. You can invest in companies that will rise in seven years, such as Dou Le. Anyway, they will rise regardless of your investment. But you can't kill all DouLe's entrepreneurial groups, that will cause huge bugs. 】

[It can be summed up like this, that is, all your actions must be in line with common sense. Therefore, you are now in trouble. According to common sense, if a girl you like confesses to you, you should not refuse at the age of eighteen, understand? 】

[Of course, it's just a little abnormal at present, and it hasn't reached the level of a bug. But if the abnormality escalates into a bug, then I have to take more serious measures to smooth it out. To put it simply, it is to arrange a car accident or something for you, to die unexpectedly. 】

After reading these few paragraphs of text, Wang Heng understood his situation.

"I knew that things like time travel and rebirth wouldn't be that simple..." Wang Heng dropped the mouse and asked, "So you mean, I have to follow the way I lived in my previous life before having sex with those girls?" entanglement?"

[Not necessarily, and you don't need to be too entangled in this aspect. The world line has a self-correcting mechanism, you just need to play a normal boy who has not been reborn. 】

"The self-correcting mechanism of the world line?"

[Yes, this mechanism is closely related to your future, but it is difficult to explain. I am sure that the principles involved in it are difficult to understand with your current knowledge and logical ability, so there is no need for you to ask further. 】

"...Are you despising my IQ?"

[Just to be honest, the mysteries of time and space are beyond the comprehension level of the human mind. All in all, there is only one piece of advice that I can tell you now, and that is to maintain your current steady state of mind, and try to be more steady, for the sake of your own life. But on the other hand, you can't be too cowardly, so that it deviates from your original personality. The middle scale, you can only decide for yourself. 】

When this text is displayed, the window begins to gradually fade. After Wang Heng watched it three times, it was so faded that it was hard to tell from the screen. Blinking again, he saw the window disappear from the screen.

Move the mouse and keyboard, and the feedback from the computer is extremely normal, as if the supernatural chat window just now had never appeared. But Wang Heng can be sure that it is not an illusion, it is as real as his seven-year extra memory.

"Besides Congxin, do I have to fit in with my personality before rebirth? By the way, what was I thinking when I was eighteen?"

Wang Heng recalled it for a while, and immediately remembered it. According to the original world line, at this time, I should have just established a relationship with Han Yixuan, and I am in a state of extreme excitement.

"It's really a typical rookie mentality..."

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Han Yixuan had already forgotten how she walked home.

When she came to her senses, she had already returned home and found that she was changing her slippers. My parents are sitting on the sofa, one is watching TV and the other is reading a magazine.

Mom turned down the TV volume, turned her head to look over, and asked, "Didn't you say it was just a meal? Why is it so late?"

Han Yixuan stood at the door, biting her lower lip, speechless.

The mother saw that something was wrong with her daughter, and asked again, "Is there something wrong?"

"No, nothing..."

Han Yixuan avoided her parents' sight and hurried into her bedroom.

After closing the door, she habitually sat in front of the desk. When she saw the notepad on the desk, she couldn't help being stunned again.

She didn't need to open it, she remembered what was in the book - it was all written by her stroke by stroke in the past few days, the records of those dreams.

I can't remember where I read it. The plot in the dream will be quickly forgotten after waking up, so if you don't want to forget it, you must hurry up and write it down. But Han Yixuan felt that her situation was definitely an exception. She remembered all the beautiful dreams in the past few days. Even if I close my eyes now, it will immediately appear in front of my eyes, even including that guy's warm smile...

However, the reality is not warm at all.

The girl stood up suddenly, tore off all the paper on the notepad with the dream content written on it, shredded them, and threw them into the trash can.

Then she took out her mobile phone and dialed the number of her best friend.

"Xiaoxia, are you free tomorrow?"

On the other end of the phone was Song Xiaoxia, one of the two female classmates who blocked Wang Heng's road at the entrance of the restaurant today. Among the classmates, Han Yixuan's best friend is her.

Song Xiaoxia asked: "There is no arrangement, what's the matter? Don't you want to ask me to come out to spread dog food after you got rid of that kid?"

Han Yixuan whispered: "No, he still disagrees."

Song Xiaoxia was silent for a while, and said viciously: "That kid has no vision, and his brain is short-circuited to reject our Xiaoxuan!"

Han Yixuan smiled and said, "Okay, don't comfort me, I'm fine. I just want to ask you if you are free tomorrow. If you are free, come out and go shopping with me?"

"Shopping? Of course no problem!" The girl on the other end of the phone agreed without hesitation, but said with some worry, "Are you in a bad mood now? Let me tell you, it's okay, it's okay if you don't fall in love now." Well, when you enter university, there are plenty of handsome and considerate seniors, and then you will know..."

Han Yixuan interrupted with a smile: "Okay, I know. There are so many boys in the world, why can't I think about it? Don't worry about me, don't worry."

"Hmm, then tomorrow... what time is it?"

"It's eleven o'clock. We just go to have lunch together."

"See you or leave."

"Okay, see you soon."

After agreeing on tomorrow's arrangement, she smiled and hung up the phone.

The room became quiet, only the sound of the TV in the living room came in through the door, making it difficult to hear clearly.

Han Yixuan's smile quickly disappeared.

She lay on the desk, buried her face, and cried silently.

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