I Was Reborn

Wormholes, also known as Einstein-Rosen bridges, are narrow tunnels in the universe that could potentially connect two different points in spacetime.

Albert Einstein and Nathan Rosen once proposed that wormholes might allow for instantaneous spatial transfer or time travel...

A long time ago, Gu Ran had heard a saying: when speed surpasses the speed of light, one can travel through spacetime.

Although he couldn't verify its authenticity, at this very moment, he felt as if he were flying. The speed was so fast that it made him forget the pain in his body.

Blood trickled down his forehead, blurring his vision. He could only squint, staring at the articulated truck a short distance away that had just sent him flying.

Time seemed to stand still in this instant. He closed his eyes, and memories flashed through his mind like a slideshow.

From his mother's passing in his childhood, to his rebellion in middle school, his degeneracy in high school, and the countless arguments with his father...

These memories had driven him to leave his hometown after graduating from college, choosing to struggle and make a living on his own.

However, without a prestigious degree or a strong family background, he had been grinding in society for over a decade, yet remained completely unsuccessful.

Endless lines of code, tedious procedures, delayed wages, and monotonous day-to-day work had long since smoothed out his edges.

A single tear slipped from the corner of his eye as his father's stern face surfaced in his mind.

He used to find that face detestable, but now, he missed it dearly.

He hadn't seen his father in years. He wondered how the old man was doing now.

Thud!

The moment his body hit the ground, a cloud of dust was kicked up.

Gu Ran felt dizzy, his ears ringing incessantly.

Ignoring the gasps of shock around him and the excruciating pain in his body, he closed his eyes, a faint smile of relief appearing on his lips.

Finally, he was taking the annual leave that his bloodsucking boss owed him.

His surroundings plunged into endless darkness, until at some point, a bright light flashed.

Gu Ran slightly narrowed his eyes. The blinding light sent waves of pain through them.

Was this the light of an operating room?

With such severe injuries, could he actually have been saved?

His heart was unusually calm, as if having walked the line between life and death had made him see everything clearly.

Right now, Gu Ran just wanted to curse out that stupid boss, quit his job with flair, and completely rid himself of endless overtime.

He wanted to go home and visit his father, persuade him to find a companion, and let him enjoy his twilight years in peace.

"The thick strings clattered like splattering rain, the fine strings murmured like whispered words."

"Like a silver vase suddenly shattering with water bursting out, like armored cavalry charging with the clash of swords and spears. Who among the seated guests wept the most? The Marshal of Jiangzhou, whose blue robes were soaked."

The clear sound of reading aloud echoed all around him, leaving him completely bewildered.

Did hospitals nowadays provide this kind of service?

He tried to open his eyes to see this absurd scene, but found his eyelids too heavy to lift.

He struggled for a long time, but still couldn't gain control of his body.

"Gu Ran!"

An angry shout suddenly erupted like a clap of thunder right by his ear, startling him so much that his head snapped up instantly.

Wait, wasn't he supposed to be lying on an operating table?!

How was he able to lift his head?

Amidst his confusion, the person who had just scolded him continued their angry reprimand: "You're in your senior year of high school and you're still sleeping! Look at your grades, barely scoring two or three hundred points! Your classmates are all doing morning reading, how can you sleep!"

The speaker was none other than his homeroom and language teacher, Hao Cuiyun, a middle-aged woman who usually had a mild temper.

But right now, she was clearly furious, shaking her head at Gu Ran, who had just woken up and still looked a bit groggy.

In middle school, Gu Ran had excellent grades and was specially admitted to First High School as the top student in the county, but now he had completely gone off the rails.

Such a drastic change made Hao Cuiyun question her own teaching abilities, and even worse, it made First High School a laughingstock to their rivals.

She gritted her teeth in frustration over his wasted potential, wanting to continue scolding him. But then she saw Gu Ran blink his bewildered eyes, before he suddenly yelled, "Holy shit! Where the hell am I?"

Gu Ran's eyes were filled with confusion and bewilderment. The dilapidated classroom before him, the countdown on the blackboard, and the red banners on the walls all felt both foreign and familiar.

But...

What was going on?

Had he been reborn?

Or was all of this just a dream?

His voice echoed through the classroom. The room instantly fell dead silent. Everyone looked at him in shock, including the teacher on the podium, who was hovering between astonishment and absolute fury.

In this era, corporal punishment was still a common phenomenon, and teachers were absolute authority figures in the eyes of students.

Yet today, someone actually dared to swear right in front of a teacher!

The students were utterly astounded, and the boys silently marveled: The guy's got guts!

Hao Cuiyun's chest heaved violently in anger. She glared at Gu Ran, speaking with a mix of fury and exasperation, "What's the matter? Did Young Master Gu sleep his brain away? You don't even know where you are anymore?!"

As soon as her words fell, the classmates burst into laughter. But before Gu Ran could answer, Hao Cuiyun shot them a severe glare and roared, "What are you laughing at! Don't you need to do your morning reading?!"

The classroom quieted down immediately. Only a few boys who equally disliked studying wore expressions of discontent.

Why were they the ones getting scolded for something Gu Ran started?

But the homeroom teacher quickly provided an explanation: "He dares to sleep because he has the backing! What about you? Do you also have a deputy director for a father?!"

Her words silenced everyone. Hao Cuiyun patted the podium, glared at the whole class, and dropped a final "Read seriously," before turning and leaving the classroom.

Not long after she left, brief murmurs of discussion erupted in the classroom.

Meanwhile, Gu Ran remained seated, looking utterly dumbfounded. He had no idea he had become the center of everyone's gossip.

In a daze, he reached out his hand and stared at his youthful skin, unable to accept the reality before him for a moment.

Was he really reborn?

Or was he dreaming?

But whether it was a rebirth or a dream, this was indeed the scene from his memory—County A's First High School, his former high school!

Morning reading ended quickly, bringing about the first period—English.

Gu Ran watched the English teacher walk into the classroom, noticing that she looked exactly as he remembered: seaweed-like black curls cascading down to her waist, a small black satin top, a white knee-length pencil skirt, and a pair of black, red-soled stilettos. She walked as if she carried the wind beneath her feet.

A velvet coat was draped over her arm, and her hair swayed rhythmically with her movements. She looked absolutely fierce and elegant!

Every school seemed to have a young, beautiful English teacher, and theirs was undoubtedly the cream of the crop. She only needed to stand lightly at the podium to completely captivate the students' attention.

However, Gu Ran was an exception.

He merely shot the English teacher a fleeting glance before his mind began to wander again. He had much more important things to think about right now.

For instance... he needed to figure out everything happening in front of him.

Was this a pre-death dream, or...

Had he really been reborn!