Ever since Qingran knew she had transmigrated into a book, although she had never stopped trying, she still viewed subsequent events with something of a God-like perspective.
Then, after one headache after another, many times over, Qingran began to doubt whether she had actually been a part of those half-dream, half-real events.
What could she do with such doubts? It was impossible to obtain answers from exploration.
Besides, if she had truly been a part of the events in the book, if she was truly the Li Qingran from the book...
If she were to ask herself honestly, she absolutely couldn't be with Xie Ying'an without any misgivings for the rest of her life.
When she woke from the headache this time, half a class period had already passed.
The biology teacher was spewing saliva while lecturing at the podium, causing the student in the first row, who seemed to have a bit of disdain, to don a baseball cap they had prepared long ago.
