My Stepbrother Is a Little Pitiful (ChatGPT Translated)

☆ Chapter 105. Chapter 104. The start of blackening, I have come back again.

Chapter 104: The Beginning of Corruption, I've Transmigrated Back

Just as Cheng Songer was in despair, her phone suddenly made a sound.

She picked it up and saw that it was her roommate, Chen Wenjing, who was sleeping next to her. The message she sent was very simple: "Do you really not remember anything?"

Cheng Songer looked up and saw that Chen Wenjing's curtains were tightly closed.

Cheng Songer replied, "Yes."

"Have you lost your memory? Or have you developed a split personality?"

"Neither."

"Then what's going on?"

Cheng Songer couldn't answer. She didn't dare to tell anyone about her transmigration. Apart from whether others would believe it or not, the idea of transmigration itself was absurd. What if, like in American TV shows, a group of people came and took her away for experiments?

Chen Wenjing continued, "I feel like during that week, you became a completely different person. Sometimes you spoke in a refined manner, and other times you used foul language. It was like being possessed by a ghost, no, more like being reborn in a novel."

Cheng Songer's expression froze.

So the flow of time in the two worlds really was different. She had spent over a year in the female-dominated world, but only a week had passed here.

But in just one week, she had spent all her money. Cheng Songer was furious.

"Hey, you're not really possessed, are you?" Chen Wenjing opened the curtains and looked at her.

"I don't know," Cheng Songer forced a smile.

Chen Wenjing sighed. After all, they had been roommates for several years, and they still had some feelings for each other.

Chen Wenjing suggested, "You should apologize to the teachers and the people you've harassed first, and then make a post on the confession wall. After all, everyone who knows you knows what kind of personality you have. They probably think you've been through something traumatic during this time. As for those young masters in the club. . . you should cut ties with them as soon as possible. That way, as time goes on, maybe everyone will forget about it. If it doesn't work out, well, it's almost time for internships anyway. Consider it as a way to escape from the suffocating environment and start anew."

Cheng Songer nodded. It seemed like that was the only option.

Fortunately, she still has a house in the city. The previous owner listed it on a second-hand housing website, but no one has shown interest in it yet. Otherwise, after graduation, she wouldn't have a place to live.

However, the most worrying problem for Cheng Songer is how she should go back.

When she opened her eyes again, the ancient and elegant architecture had returned. Cheng Songer was extremely surprised and pushed the door open.

Sure enough, it was the familiar courtyard, the same familiar winter. Mu Jin was washing clothes in the yard, Xiao Zhi was cooking in the kitchen, and Cheng Qingzhi was standing in front of the phoenix tree, gazing at the branches and leaves.

Even though she was surrounded by fireworks and people, he stood there quietly, full of loneliness.

"Qingzhi," she called out.

Cheng Qingzhi turned around, his eyes filled with surprise and excitement, and he rushed towards her without hesitation.

"You finally came back!" The frail figure clung tightly to him, her arms wrapped tightly around his back, like an iron wire. If possible, she wished she could grow sharp edges and embed them into her ribs, never to separate.