"Peng!"
A stone hit the window, and the sound of shattered glass woke Chou Ping from his dream.
"Shit, it's that bastard disturbing my beautiful dream!"
In the dream, Chou ping's piano skills had reached the level of a world-class master, ending a splendid performance amid the cheers of a roaring crowd.
As a representative fan, Luo Mengting went on stage to present flowers, and after receiving the flowers, Chou Ping made a passionate confession in front of thousands of spectators.
Luo Mengting, blushing, stood there with her mouth open, about to speak.
At this moment, a abrupt voice interrupted, shattering Chou Ping's beautiful dream like the poor glass.
"Damn it, don't let me find you, or I'll show you what real terror is!"
Chou Ping jumped out of bed and walked quickly to the window with anger. The entire glass was shattered into pieces, but the culprit had disappeared without a trace.
Just then, Chou Ping shivered suddenly. It was a sunny day outside, and it was already morning.
But every time he reincarnated, he always woke up with the sound of the cuckoo. Did the effect of the time reset disappear?
Chou Ping hurriedly ran to the bedside and grabbed his phone to check the time. It was Sunday, and today is indeed Sunday!
"I finally broke free from the strange loop and can continue to live a normal life..."
However, after a brief excitement, an infinite sense of loss rose in Chou Ping's heart.
"Did the wonderful life of infinite resets just pass like this?"
It seemed that his dream of becoming a piano master would also shatter with the end of the reincarnation.
If that's the case, his love story with Luo Mengting might have ended before it even began...
"Damn it! If I find out who broke the glass, I'll break their hands!" Chou Ping suddenly became agitated, his face twisted, and he shouted hysterically.
But after the shout, he could only accept the reality.
The infinite reincarnation had ended, and his greatest reliance was gone. Even if he found the culprit, at most, he would scold them. After all, life had to go on...
Opening the refrigerator, Chou Ping saw the expired bread and ham inside. He felt like crying but still ate them; his stomach was indeed a bit hungry.
After breakfast, Chou Ping sat on the sofa and stared blankly, reminiscing about the wonderful times of unrestrained indulgence, as if it were a fantastical dream.
"Oh damn, isn't all this just a dream?"
Chou Ping quickly opened his phone, and when he saw the message from Kailin, he grinned again.
Anyway, he was now a wealthy man with half a million dollars in savings. The days ahead didn't have to be so tight.
Choosing to return to China is not feasible for the time being. The housing prices in the domestic market are soaring, and even with $500,000, it may not be enough to buy a house in a major city. It would still require several years of continued effort here.
On Sunday, with the sudden absence of the time reset excitement, Chou Ping didn't know what to do.
He returned to the bedroom and picked up the music theory basics book. However, after picking it up, Chou Ping put it down again.
What Tammy said is true; mastering the piano requires long hours of practice. Originally, Chou Ping thought that these two days would be an endless loop, which is why he boldly started learning.
But now, with the absence of the time-reset cheat, life has returned to normal, and Chou Ping doesn't have the same enthusiasm for learning the piano.
As for that girl Luo Mengting, it seems their encounter was just a passing moment.
At this moment, a bright idea struck Chou Ping. Compared to learning the piano, there is something more important for him now:collecting more information about Asian architecture.
Returning to reality, Chou Ping put away the waves of emotions, opened his laptop, and started searching for information on Asian architecture.
The company's focus had shifted to the Asian market, and he needed to formulate a plan.
After the meeting, Sarah asked Chou Ping to visit her office, hoping he could come up with a comprehensive plan.
At that time, Chou Ping didn't care at all, casually agreeing and even teasing Sarah a bit.
"Damn it, this damn loop ends without any warning. Can't it give me a little preparation?"
Returning to the present, Chou Ping put away the emotional turmoil he had experienced and opened his laptop to search for information, formulating the promised plan without any worries.
But just after finding the materials and writing a few hundred words, Chou Ping's face suddenly turned ugly. His stomach rumbled, and he rushed to the bathroom.
After a series of sounds, Chou Ping returned to the living room. Just as he sat down, his stomach began to rumble again.
Helplessly, he had to run to the bathroom again...
After several back-and-forths, feeling a bit exhausted from the ordeal, Chou Ping, with a pale face, thought he might go into shock due to dehydration if this continued.
Calling an ambulance in the United States was quite a luxury.
If it were in the past, Chou Ping would have chosen to go to the hospital himself, but now, with a substantial windfall, he immediately called for an ambulance and then headed back to the bathroom...
Ten minutes later, hearing the sound of an ambulance outside, Chou Ping, dragging his exhausted body, took shaky steps, and just as he opened the door, his eyes blurred, and he passed out.
Waking up again, Chou Ping saw a white ceiling, white sheets, a white nurse's uniform, and the nurse's white long legs.
Of course, there was also a bill with a white background, and a prominent number: $12,564.81.
"Is... is this my bill?" Chou Ping widened his eyes, unbelieving.
"Yes, sir, this is indeed your bill, and every expense is clearly marked on it," the nurse politely said.
Chou Ping carefully looked at it, and his face turned black.
"Damn it, my place is only ten minutes away from your hospital. You actually charged me eight hundred dollars for the ambulance?"
"Sir, please mind your language. I didn't collect the money. If you find it expensive, you can choose not to call for an ambulance next time." The nurse said this with reason and evidence.
Chou Ping: "..."
"Uh... okay, I just had diarrhea, why does it cost over ten thousand dollars?"
"Sir, for your safety, we did a thorough examination from head to toe, without any omissions. Even your oral cavity underwent more than six examinations."
"And the results?"
"You have a slight cavity in the second tooth from the left on your lower left side."
Chou Ping's face was full of black lines. "So what's the final conclusion of this full-body examination?"
"Sir, you had acute diarrhea because you ate expired and spoiled food, causing an allergic reaction to a certain molecule, leading to food poisoning and dehydration, resulting in fainting."
"I don't understand, speak in plain language!"
"Sir, your condition is indeed acute diarrhea. Our doctor has prescribed you a bottle of anti-diarrheal medicine. You only need to pay five dollars for the medication..."