Chapter 1: Good News, He’s Alive

Chapter 1: Good News, He's Alive

Some good news: after dying in an accident, Shi Ling has come back to life.

The bad news: he has now inhabited the body of a high school senior who is only a month away from taking the college entrance exam.

Shi Ling glanced at the test paper in front of him and twirled the pen in his hand.

After three days, he had finally started to get used to his current situation.

When he first woke up, he was in the infirmary. It was said that he had been knocked unconscious by a basketball falling from the sky, which had scared the juniors who were attending their physical education class half to death, and they hurriedly sent him to the infirmary.

However, the school nurse didn't find any issues and only said it might have been due to academic pressure.

Half an hour after the incident, the original Shi Ling's homeroom teacher arrived. It was through the teacher's fragmented words and the memories left behind by the original owner that Shi Ling was able to piece together the current situation.

In short, he had somehow transmigrated into the body of an 18-year-old high school senior who was about to take the college entrance exam in a month.

The senior's name was also "Shi Ling." He had just finished the third model exam, and his scores were not as ideal as before, which had left him feeling downcast for some time.

Following the original Shi Ling's memories, Shi Ling returned to the classroom and saw the first model exam paper with a total score of 634.

"Not ideal."

However, it was said that the third model exam was usually easier to boost the confidence of the students before the actual exam. So, this score of 634 might not have been ideal for the original Shi Ling.

Now, it was Shi Ling who felt downcast.

Regardless of whether the test was easy or difficult, this score of 634 was enough to prove that the original Shi Ling was a bona fide academic genius.

As for Shi Ling, before his transmigration, he had just been an ordinary worker who had graduated from university several years ago.

Perhaps when Shi Ling was 18 or 19, he could have reached the original Shi Ling's academic level, but...

As everyone knows, a worker's peak of knowledge is during their senior year of high school.

For Shi Ling, who had been away from the college entrance exam for several years, taking the exam now would be like sending himself to a factory.

Shi Ling sighed.

In the three days since the transmigration, he had barely adapted to high school life, and what he needed to do next was try to raise his grades to the original Shi Ling's level, or even surpass it.

Honestly, it was a bit difficult.

Shi Ling looked at the last question on the test paper with a headache, and it was completely blank.

Laughable, he couldn't solve it at all.

At that moment, a hand suddenly appeared and waved in front of Shi Ling.

Shi Ling snapped out of his thoughts and looked forward.

It was his deskmate, looking at him with concern. "Shi Ling, are you okay? Was it really because of that basketball three days ago that you got hit on the head?"

Shi Ling pursed his lips.

He wasn't hit silly, but rather, he had changed souls.

He looked around. The class, which originally had about forty people, now had only a few left. Besides him and his deskmate, only the duty student was still diligently cleaning.

Shi Ling was a little confused. "Has the dismissal bell rung already?"

His deskmate nodded in response. "Yeah, and don't you remember, it's Friday today, time to go home!"

He suddenly remembered something and said, "Ah, you wouldn't have forgotten where your home is, right? If so, there's no way I can help you since I don't know where you live. Should we ask the homeroom teacher?"

Shi Ling: ?

He waved his hand. "No need. I remember where I live."

Although the soul had changed, the memories of the original owner were still there. After three days of digesting them, he was familiar enough with the original situation to at least know how to get home.

It was just that the idea of "going home" made him a little worried.

Although, according to the original owner's memories, the relationship with his parents didn't seem particularly close. But after all, they were parents he had lived with for eighteen years. Would they be able to tell that he wasn't the original Shi Ling?

However, his deskmate had no idea about all these thoughts. After hearing Shi Ling's response, he felt relieved. "Since you're okay, then go home quickly. The subway on Fridays is super crowded."

With that, he slung his backpack over his shoulder and waved to Shi Ling. "See you next week!"

Shi Ling waved back, watching him disappear from view before preparing to pack up and head home.

On the way home, Shi Ling thought about many possibilities of what would happen when he returned home.

Maybe he could deceive the original Shi Ling's parents and pretend to be their son. After all, according to the memories, the original Shi Ling wasn't very close to them. But it was also possible that the Shi family parents would immediately recognize that he wasn't the real Shi Ling.

After all, no matter how unfamiliar they were, he was still their son.

Shi Ling thought about many things on the way home, but what he didn't expect was that when he actually returned home, he would face something completely unexpected.

The original Shi Ling's home was in an ordinary neighborhood, and the Shi parents were just ordinary workers. But that day, when Shi Ling returned home according to the original owner's memories, he saw several luxury cars parked in front of his residential building.

For a moment, he thought he might have gone to the wrong place.

In the end, Shi Ling decided to trust the original owner's memories. He passed by the luxury cars and entered the building's elevator.

There were already people waiting for the elevator.

A couple returning from grocery shopping were also dissatisfied with the luxury cars blocking the entrance. The husband remarked discontentedly, "Whose cars are these? They're parked at the entrance, making it inconvenient to walk. Can't they park in the garage?"

The wife waved her hand and spoke to him about a rumor she had heard: "This car has been here for a few days now, and it seems there's some trouble."

The husband didn't understand. "What kind of trouble could it be?"

The wife said mysteriously, "Hehe, I found out from the property owners' group chat. I heard that the family in apartment 802 in our building had their child switched with another family's child when they were young, and now the child's biological parents have come looking for them."

Hearing this, the husband couldn't help but exclaim, "Oh!" Then he asked, "So what's the situation now?"

The wife shrugged. "It's not entirely clear, but apparently, the child is in their third year of high school and boarding. They're waiting for the child to come back to do a paternity test."

The husband nodded, then shook his head. "I wonder if this is really a good thing for the child to go through, especially during such a critical period in their senior year. It's easy for something like this to mess with their mindset."

Overhearing this, Shi Ling, the high school senior from apartment 802, was left speechless.

"The child from apartment 802... is probably me?"

Ding-dong! The elevator stopped at the eighth floor.

Shi Ling walked out of the elevator and headed towards the Shi family's apartment.

Sure enough, he saw that his home's door was wide open, and several people in black suits were standing at the entrance.

Although he didn't know what was going on, it was clear that something was happening in his home. He just didn't know if it was good or bad.

Shi Ling approached the door. The first to greet him was his original mother.

She waved at him and said, "Xiao Ling, you're back. Quickly put your backpack down."

His original father didn't stand up but nodded at him, "Go freshen up."

Besides his original parents, there was another person in the living room.

This man looked to be in his forties or fifties, dressed in a very formal black suit, with a serious expression on his face.

He scrutinized Shi Ling with his eyes before slightly nodding and saying, "Go change your clothes first. We'll have a detailed discussion after."

Shi Ling looked at the man and responded with an "Oh," then headed back to his room.

He put down his backpack, took a shower, and then returned to the living room.

Pulling out a chair and sitting down, Shi Ling seemed oblivious to the tense atmosphere in the room and casually asked, "Are we eating?"

Shi's mother seemed a bit uneasy but still answered, "Just wait a little longer. This uncle has something to tell you."

Shi Ling looked at the unfamiliar middle-aged man and politely asked, "Excuse me, sir, what is it that you need to discuss?"

Hearing Shi Ling speak, the stranger seemed a bit surprised but quickly resumed his serious expression. "Well, it's an old story from a long time ago."