Don't Fall In Love With The Boss

Chapter 3

Qian Wei woke up to a noisy ringtone. She felt a little sore all over and picked up her phone in a daze. She subconsciously wanted to swipe the touch screen and fumbled for a long time before she found that she was holding an old flip phone, the kind that was popular ten years ago. At first she thought she might be dreaming but then the next instant, the phone call suddenly connected and the loud voice of Qian Chuan blared out, which woke her all the way up.

"Qian Chuan? When did you return home?"

"Qian Wei, are you out of your mind? What 'return home'? I'm at the boys' dormitory, building two in the East District, come here quickly something big is happening."

Building 2? Boys dormitory? East District?? Qian was stunned for a long time. She looked around and what she saw was completely strange. This was obviously a girls' dormitory, with two rows of upper and lower beds on one side and four desks on the other. The longer Qian stared at the dorm room the more familiar it looked and the more cold sweat she felt.

This... this was clearly her university dormitory! She pinched herself hard. It hurt! It fucking hurt! Qian Wei looked up at the calendar on the wall, September 12, 2009. It was really the year when she was 19.

Looks like she really died! Qian Wei thought bitterly that if she had known that temple last night was so magical, she should not have said anything about a wish to return to the age of 19. Even if she did not make a wish like "give me another 500 wishes," she could have at least won the lottery worth tens of millions of yuan. What's more, she died. And she died in such an unexpectedly speechless way. She fell into a pit, ah~! Couldn't she have been given a more magnificent way to die? At the very least she could have been acting bravely in the name righteousness! If she died like that, she could have gotten the title of "brave and good citizen" and went on TV.

"Qian Wei! How many times have I told you that you must turn off your cell phone before you go to bed?"

Qian Wei's bed was the lower bunk and from above her came the complaint of her upper bunkmate Liu Shiyun. Qian Wei could even hear the creaking of the bed board when her bunkmate turned over.

Qian Wei tried to channel 'Ah Q'* spiritually and thought, well, now that she had already been reborn, cheer up! Anything was better than dying!
September 12, 2009, the date gradually became clearer in Qian Wei's mind. Everything seemed to be the same as when she was 19 years old. It had been an ordinary morning and Qian Chuan's call had woke her up since she had forgotten to turn off her cell phone the previous night.

Wait! Qian Chuan's call! The 2 dormitories for boys in the East District!

As these clues gradually became clear in Qian Wei's mind, she woke up completely, and got up from her bed and pulled on a dress casually. Just as she was ready to rush out, a white hand stretched out from behind the upper bed's mosquito net and grabbed the hem of Qian Wei's clothes. Then a woman with messy hair poked her head out from behind the mosquito net and reached out her other arm that was holding a potted cactus.

"Qian Wei, are you going downstairs? Bring my cactus down with you and put it in the sun on the big balcony on the first floor. There is no sun on the balcony of our dormitory, so my cactus is dying."

In September 2009, not long after the sophomore year began, a pervert sneaked into the girls' dormitory next door in the middle of the night. Although the pervert did not manage to do anything and was forced to run away because someone spotted him, everyone felt panicked and began to hide fruit knives under their pillows or buy alarms. Liu Shiyun took a different approach. She moved her cactus to her bed, and claimed that once a dog man approached, she could directly pick up the cactus and smash him unconscious.