"Ke'er, time to wake up. We need to head out for dinner."
A woman's voice suddenly drifted into my ears, rousing me from my dream.
At first, I didn't think she was calling me at all, so I didn't respond and planned to go back to sleep. But when I felt someone actually shaking my body, I groggily opened my eyes.
As soon as I woke up, I immediately held my head and closed my eyes to regain my senses.
"You slept the whole afternoon, and you're still not fully awake?"
The voice came again, jolting me wide awake.
Wait, don't I live alone? Where did this woman's voice come from?
I lifted my head and looked straight ahead right away.
When I saw what was in front of me, my body froze instantly—there stood a woman who looked around twenty years old, right in front of me, rubbing her wet hair with a dry towel. Her upper body was bare, with two clusters of pale, soft flesh hanging from her chest. Looking down further, her waist wasn't particularly thin; there was a little bit of fat, but it was still acceptable. Finally, all she had on her lower body was a tiny black pair of panties.
What the hell? Where did this woman come from?
While I was still dumbfounded, she put down the towel, rubbed her arms a few times, and said, "Oh, it's a bit cold. I should put some clothes on first."
With that, she turned to the wardrobe to look for clothes. After rummaging around for a moment, she turned back to me and asked, "Have you seen my bra?"
How the hell would I have seen it?
Hmm? Why does this woman look so familiar?
I took a closer look, and—shit, it was Zhou Yu, my college classmate!
But it's been over two years since we graduated, and she's already married to my buddy. Why did she suddenly show up in my room, standing in front of me practically naked? I'm not some home-wrecker!
Seeing that I wasn't speaking, Zhou Yu took a T-shirt out of the wardrobe and put it on, then slipped into some hotpants. She ran to the balcony, used the clothesline pole to take down a red bra, and when she came back, she put it on right in front of me.
As she did, she glanced over at me and urged, "Why are you still sitting on the bed? Hurry up and get ready—we need to go."
After hearing her, I quickly wiped the drool from the corner of my mouth and hurried to say, "Okay, okay, I'll get up right away."
Before the words were out of my mouth, my body suddenly froze—why is that a woman's voice? Dammit, where's my deep, magnetic male voice?
I immediately touched my neck; it was smooth—no Adam's apple.
A chill ran down my back, and I cursed inwardly: "What the hell! Did someone cut off my Adam's apple?"
I'm a total guy! If I turn into some sissy, how am I gonna find a girlfriend later? Every time I go out, people will look at me like a freak.
Just as I was drowning in grief and anger, my right hand slid down from my neck and felt something full and soft on my chest.
Hmm?
I looked down, and almost passed out—peering through the neckline of my clothes, I saw a women's bra, and inside it were a pair of full breasts.
Hiss!
I gasped sharply, and my right hand unconsciously flew to my mouth, barely stopping myself from screaming.
Dammit, not only did my voice change, but my chest did too! Did someone give me a sex change without me knowing?
What about the lower part?
Thinking that, I immediately pulled open my sleep pants—inside was a pair of women's panties, blue with golden patterns.
Sure enough, not boxers.
I felt like crying. Mom, Dad, I'm sorry—your son might not be able to carry on the family line anymore.
With that thought, I lifted my right hand, ready to touch and confirm for the last time.
But just then, a strange ringtone suddenly sounded from the side: "That guy's calling again." I jumped in fright and quickly pulled my hand back.
Following the sound, I saw it was a phone. I picked it up, and the caller ID showed "Luo Shiyu"—another college classmate of mine, and Zhou Yu's roommate.
I swiped to answer.
"Ke'er, where are you guys?"
Zhou Yu, Luo Shiyu... I remembered they had two other roommates: Lin Yuqiao and Xu Ke'er.
Luo Shiyu called me "Ke'er," so this phone must be Xu Ke'er's.
"Hey, Ke'er, why is it so noisy over there?" Luo Shiyu asked.
"Oh, Zhou Yu's blow-drying her hair—it's really loud," I didn't dare make up a random answer, so I just told the truth.
"You've been back for over an hour, and she's just now blow-drying her hair? So slow. Tell her to hurry up, stop dragging her feet. Yuqiao and I are already waiting at the west gate."
I quickly agreed.
After hanging up, I didn't hesitate—threw the phone aside and ran to the sink behind the dorm room door.
Dammit, I need to see what the hell happened to me.
Standing in front of the mirror, what I saw made my heart drop: a woman with a fox-like pretty face, wearing a pink rabbit-patterned nightgown.
That's Xu Ke'er!
How did I turn into her?
I ran my fingers through my long hair, stared at my reflection in the mirror, scratched my head, and my whole face scrunched up in despair.
It's been over two years since I graduated college. Yesterday, I saw Xu Ke'er get married, and I felt so sad—regretting that I'd had a crush on her for four years but never dared to confess. So I went out and got drunk. But why did I wake up as Xu Ke'er? And in the dorm room, no less—meaning I must have gone back a few years.
What the hell! Why did I time-travel? Did heaven take pity on me and give me a chance to go back and chase Xu Ke'er?
But I should've ended up in my own body, not Xu Ke'er's! This is all wrong!
Just then, Zhou Yu's voice came from the dorm: "Ke'er, I'm almost done blow-drying my hair. You need to hurry, or Luo Shiyu will call again to rush us."
Everyone used to call me "Zhang Qiang" or "Qiangzi." Now they're calling me "Ke'er"—I really can't get used to it.
But what else could I do? Refuse to accept it? Go tell Zhou Yu, "I time-traveled here, I'm not the real Xu Ke'er"?
She'd think I'm crazy!
No, I have to keep pretending to be Xu Ke'er. I can't let them find out that the person in this body is me. At the same time, I need to secretly figure out what the hell is going on.
With that thought, I immediately started getting ready.
Luckily, Xu Ke'er was naturally beautiful—she didn't need a ton of skincare products to look good, let alone makeup. Otherwise, I'd have no clue how to handle foundation, lipstick, false eyelashes, or any of that stuff.
After washing my face, I found a T-shirt and jeans in Xu Ke'er's wardrobe and put them on.
Once I was ready, Zhou Yu and I hurried out of the dorm.
Once we were outside, I had no idea what they were going out to do—my mind only had my own memories, not Xu Ke'er's.
I followed Zhou Yu as we ran along, and we chatted a little on the way. That's when I found out it was our sophomore year. Dammit, I really did time-travel back four years! We passed the teaching buildings, crossed the bridge, reached the intersection ahead, and headed straight for the west school gate.
When we got outside, I saw two beautiful girls standing nearby. The taller one had a frown on her face, and her eyes looked unfriendly—as if someone had borrowed money from her and never paid it back. That was Luo Shiyu, the dorm leader. She was cold to everyone except Xu Ke'er.
Next to her was a girl with long hair flowing over her shoulders, wearing a printed dress, looking like a gentle lady. When she saw us coming, her eyes immediately crinkled into crescents—that was Lin Yuqiao.
Walking over, Luo Shiyu glared coldly at Zhou Yu and said, "We agreed to meet at 6:30. It's almost 7 now. It must be you again, dragging your feet."
Zhou Yu immediately hooked her arm through mine, put on a pitiful face, and looked at me imploringly.
I got the hint and quickly said, "It's not her fault—I'm the one who held us up."
Hearing that, Luo Shiyu's expression softened a little, but she still shot Zhou Yu a glare.
Seeing the tense atmosphere, Lin Yuqiao smiled and said, "Okay, okay. We're all roommates—let's not quibble over this. Since we're all here, let's go get hot pot!"
Hot pot? I love hot pot! And with three beautiful girls around me—just thinking about it made me happy. The only downside? I'm a woman now too. And not just any woman—one of the department's beauties.
When we got to the hot pot restaurant, we ordered a yuanyang pot (half spicy, half non-spicy).
Every Friday and Saturday night, the area outside the school was bustling—especially the hot pot restaurants, which were packed with people and noisy as could be.
When it came to grabbing food, I didn't hold back—I took whatever I saw. I even carried back six or seven plates in one go. Whether we could finish them or not didn't matter—I just grabbed first.
Zhou Yu and the other two did the same. So after one trip, we had almost enough food.
We went back to our private room, closed the door, and started putting food into the pot.
Luo Shiyu used a bottle opener to crack open two bottles of beer. She poured me a glass first, then Lin Yuqiao, then herself. As for Zhou Yu, she sensibly poured her own.
I picked up my glass, smiled, and said, "Come on—cheers to our dorm's friendship!"
It was my first day here, and I had no idea what "friendship" we even had.
After downing the glass, Luo Shiyu refilled it right away.
Back in college, during department dinners, I'd known that both Luo Shiyu and Xu Ke'er could hold their liquor. So to fit into their lives, I clinked glasses with Luo Shiyu a few more times.
While drinking and eating, Lin Yuqiao suddenly asked, "Shiyu, what did you say to that top student who confessed to you the day before yesterday?"
Luo Shiyu was also among the top five beauties in our department. But until I graduated, I never heard she had a boyfriend—hell, I never even heard rumors about her with any guy. It was like she never looked at men seriously. So back then, some people in our dorm said Luo Shiyu might not like men.
In response to Lin Yuqiao's question, Luo Shiyu answered simply: "I rejected him."
Zhou Yu looked shocked. "You rejected him directly?"
"There were still dozens of his friends and classmates there," Luo Shiyu said, wiping her mouth with a tissue, her expression still blank.
What the hell! That's so humiliating for him!
Zhou Yu frowned and said, "You guys are really taking what you have for granted. So many good guys are chasing you, and you just turn them down. I wish someone would chase me, but no one does."
Lin Yuqiao smiled and said, "Who says no one is? What about Zhou Jian? Doesn't he often ask you out to eat?"
Zhou Jian—he was my roommate in college, my closest buddy. After graduation, he went to grad school and later married Zhou Yu.
But right now, Zhou Yu didn't seem interested in him. "At the start of the semester, I thought he was pretty hardworking—he was okay. But then Zhang Qiang and the others led him astray. He's always going to internet cafes now, and I heard he often stays out all night. No sense of responsibility. So I gave up on liking him."
Dammit! It was Zhou Jian and the others who dragged me out to play games and led me astray, okay?
That's right—my real identity is Zhang Qiang. But when Zhou Yu mentioned me, it made me think of something: I time-traveled into Xu Ke'er's body. So who's in my body?