Chapter 3: Rejoiced Too Soon

Reincarnation—no one would believe such a thing, right?

How could the boy who never spoke a word and had a personality that made people want to vomit suddenly turn into this beautiful girl?

It was like night and day.

“qq~”

Since Mu didn’t reply, Su Xiaoxiao clicked on her chat homepage.

“Sorry, sorry.”

Su Xiaoxiao pressed her hands together and made a deep bow toward the phone.

As she carefully browsed through the QQ message homepage, she felt apologetic.

For the life ahead, she had to understand the original owner’s social circle.

“Sister Ye, Sister Zhu, Sister Xia…”

Seeing these neatly labeled nicknames on QQ, her expression turned puzzled.

Why were they all called ‘Sister’?

Was it the original owner’s habit to call others ‘Sister’?

“Alright, the nicknames aren’t a problem; the content is what matters.”

***

In the end, she spent almost an hour scrolling through the entire QQ.

“Everyone chatted a bit, but it all seems very superficial.”

She organized the messages.

She had a feeling they didn’t like the original owner much.

“That’s strange. The original owner is so beautiful—how could anyone dislike her?”

“Uh…”

Just as she finished reading,

Su Xiaoxiao’s head suddenly started to ache.

Faint memories slowly surfaced in her mind—the girl was named Su Xiaoxiao, a high school student, about to transfer schools again because of some reason.

And the memory was stuck right at the most crucial part.

“I know the name and school, but nothing else… isn’t that basically useless?”

She felt a bit speechless.

Hopefully, the rest would reveal itself quickly.

“Better get up and wash up first.”

After taking a moment, Su Xiaoxiao tidied her messy hair and headed to the washbasin.

“These legs are so much slimmer than mine used to be.”

Sitting on the edge of the bed, the girl noticed her feet dangled in the air.

Maybe this was the typical height for girls; boys nowadays were usually over 170 cm, more than ten centimeters taller.

“Ah, it’s fine.”

After getting off the bed, Su Xiaoxiao happily went barefoot to the wash area.

The wash area was connected to the toilet, very small—practically a single room.

This girl seemed really poor. Her future life would probably still be full of hardship…

Su Xiaoxiao held her little toothbrush and thought about what lay ahead.

***

“Wow,” after washing up, the girl walked into the toilet.

The toothbrush and cup in her hands suddenly slipped and fell to the floor as surprise and delight spread across her face.

Not for anything else, but because on the inner wall of the toilet hung a pale yellow mirror that reflected her image.

Her face was fair and delicate; every feature was perfectly formed and harmoniously balanced—so beautiful it seemed unreal, like she had stepped out of a manga.

Compared to photos, the reflection was even more stunning and real.

The only flaw was that this little beauty’s face looked somewhat childish, like a middle schooler.

Just by looking at her face, one wouldn’t guess she was already in high school.

Oh, and one more thing—the chest was somewhat underwhelming.

“It should be a normal size, right?”

She hadn’t learned much about girls before, nor had she touched her own chest, so she wasn’t sure if it was considered normal.

“But whatever, having this is already pretty good.”

Bending down to pick up the toothbrush and cup, Su Xiaoxiao secretly rejoiced inside.

With this kind of appearance, her future should be wonderful.

Heaven must have pitied her miserable past life and rewarded her like this—there was no other explanation.

Though it felt a bit unethical, she had been forced to reincarnate into this girl; there was nothing she could do.

Actually, she had spent a long time trying to recall why the original owner died so suddenly and had checked every corner of the room, but found no clues at all.

Not a single trace.

“Thinking about this makes my head hurt… probably a bad memory.”

She grabbed the towel hanging on the white wall and wiped her little face.

The towel felt so smooth—definitely different.

“All done~”

Shaking the water droplets off her hands, she happily bounced back into the room.

“It’s almost noon, what should I eat?”

Standing and looking around the room, she wondered where she could get food.

“First of all, money.”

She suddenly remembered something important—something she had hardly dealt with in her past life.

Back then, she never had any pocket money; meals were mostly at home, and she rarely had snacks.

“…Where’s the money?”

The thought froze her.

When she just looked through the cabinet, she hadn’t seen a single coin.

A trace of panic appeared on Su Xiaoxiao’s originally rosy face.

“Better check the wardrobe, the pockets…”

After thinking it over, she went to the not-too-big wardrobe.

“Squeak~”

She pulled open the creaky wooden door with one hand.

One school uniform, two school uniforms…

Nothing but school uniforms.

No other clothes at all.

Just like her past life, wasn’t this too few for a girl?

Why did she think so?

It was because she had seen Xiaoli’s daily clothes before.

Back then, she thought girls usually had a lot of pretty clothes, especially those who were already naturally good-looking.

“Now that I think about it, maybe it’s not necessarily so…”

Her old concept was shattered, and she couldn’t help but think.

“But I do like wearing school uniforms—that was my outfit all year round before.”

She sighed as she searched the pockets of the school pants.

“My little money~”

***

“Not a single coin,” the girl said dejectedly, lowering her head.

“Clink clink,” a crisp sound came from below.

That was a dime-sized coin falling out of the pocket.

Su Xiaoxiao squatted down and slowly picked it up, then stared at it with her big, adorable eyes.

“……”

“Hello, where’s my lunch money?”

“…..”

“Can it be… the original owner really didn’t have a single dime?”

Shaking her head, Su Xiaoxiao found it hard to believe.

Did her family not give her any pocket money?

Such a beautiful daughter—wouldn’t they spoil her properly?

“Cellphone, floor, under the bed, under the wardrobe, inside the cabinet, and the toilet—search everywhere!”

The stubborn girl decided to look again.

***

“Cellphone WeChat balance: 0.56. QQ Wallet: 0.00.”

“And there’s a Draft Paper under the bed…”

The National Beauty sat hopelessly on the edge of the small bed, propping her head up with her hand, looking very melancholic.

“What should I do…”

Forgive her weakness; she was starting to lose hope.

She had checked the phone but found no messages from family.

The only thing was a contact named [Mom] in the call log.

But calling showed it was a disconnected number.

Ah…

“Noon…”

“Forget it, maybe I should just sleep. By tomorrow, maybe I can borrow money from a classmate.”

Retracting her earlier words about a beautiful life, this was hardly it.

If she didn’t starve before tomorrow, she should be grateful.

“Heavens, why are you toying with me like this?”

No wonder the original owner ran away; this was just dumping all the blame onto her.

“Wuwu…”

Su Xiaoxiao gloomily collapsed back onto the bed.