WTMR Chapter 4

The sports festival was approaching, and all the students were looking worried.

There was no way around it, as each student had to sign up for a sports.

However, those serving as hosts for the event did not have to.

So amidst all the frowning students, Xiao Qing and Xu Ling stood out.

On one hand, Xu Ling was very clingy to Xiao Qing. Knowing that he had truly become the host, he couldn’t help but want to announce it loudly on the playground that his roommate had become the host for the sports festival.

“By the way, what event are you signing up for?” Xiao Qing, who was the host of the sports festival, suddenly remembered in the cafeteria that he didn’t know what event Xu Ling was participating in.

“Short sprint!” Xu Ling replied cheerfully. “If I remember correctly, the host’s position is pretty close to the finish line for the sprint.”

“When the time comes, you must cheer for me!” Xu Ling flashed his usual smile, but only Xiao Qing and he knew it was all a facade.

Xiao Qing quietly watched him, while Xu Ling maintained a faint, ambiguous smile.

The atmosphere ended in this strange state.

…

At night.

“Are you a reincarnator?” Xiao Qing, fresh after a shower, bluntly asked, “Or do you have a split personality?”

“???” Xu Ling’s face unconsciously revealed three question marks after hearing his last question. “I am indeed a reincarnator. The day I grabbed your foot, I had a fight with the people who bullied me in my previous life.”

“You’re just telling me this? Aren’t you afraid I’ll disclose your identity as a reincarnator to others?”

“Up to you. It’s not me who’ll end up locked in a mental hospital.”

Xiao Qing:…

Sure enough, this current version of Xu Ling is the real him.

If this morning’s Xu Ling was like a golden retriever, then the Xu Ling at night was akin to a hound.

“What about you?” Xu Ling suddenly shifted the topic to Xiao Qing. “What are you?”

He rested his face on his hand, his eyes playfully watching Xiao Qing.

It was easy to distinguish the two versions of Xu Ling. If the morning’s Xu Ling’s smile was pure and cheerful, the Xu Ling now had a sly and cunning grin.

“I’ve transmigrated here.” Xiao Qing shrugged his shoulders and looked indifferent. “I didn’t come here for any mission or something. I came here by accident to experience the life of a struggling student.”

Xiao Qing thought for a moment before adding, “I don’t have a system.”

“Then we are quite destined.” Xu Ling smiled. “I don’t have any specific purpose in reliving my life, nor do I know the reason for it. I have always been walking the line between living and dying.”

“Yeah, got it.”

“It’s getting late. You still have to host tomorrow, so you should get some sleep.”

“Yeah, you should sleep early too.”