No, when he died, An Nuonuo was still alive.
She didn't know that An Nuonuo had taken sleeping pills for his sake.
But in that moment, Jiang Xu couldn't care less.
He desperately wanted to see her, to confirm whether she had also been reincarnated back to their high school days.
He stood up abruptly and, amidst the roaring anger of the head teacher, rushed out of the classroom.
At the end of the corridor was An Nuonuo's class.
After running for a bit, Jiang Xu slowed down.
He walked forward slowly.
His palms were sweaty with nervousness.
"Bang!"
The door to the classroom at the end of the hallway was pushed open, making a dull sound.
An Nuonuo, skinny and wearing a washed-out, baggy school uniform with thick bangs, burst out from within.
Their eyes met.
Time seemed to stop at that moment.
In their eyes, there was only each other.
A tear streamed down An Nuonuo's face.
She threw herself into Jiang Xu's arms with abandon.
