Rebirth: My Childhood Sweetheart Came into My Arms

After Jiang Nanqiao finished speaking, even she was stunned.

She actually let He Ziyu and Jiang Chengyu kiss in front of her?

Are you crazy?!

"I'm sorry, I know this request is a bit unreasonable. If you don't want to, just pretend you didn't hear me. I only acted impulsively..."

"It's nothing," He Ziyu said, holding his chopsticks a little shyly. "It's just a kiss, it's not excessive."

He and Jiang Chengyu had rehearsed their relationship countless times in private. Since Jiang Nanqiao wanted to see him show affection, he would play his part and do it for her.

Thinking about it, He Ziyu leaned over and kissed Jiang Chengyu on the cheek.

next second...

Ah ah ah ah ah! ! !

What an amazing couple! Lock them in!

Jiang Nanqiao felt dizzy and lightheaded, and a roar that shook heaven and earth erupted from the depths of her heart.

Looking at Jiang Chengyu again, her expression was both shy and bewildered.

He didn't understand why Jiang Nanqiao suddenly made such a strange request, and seemed quite excited about it.

Does she not believe she's with He Ziyu and want to find out by asking this question?

Jiang Chengyu thought about it for a moment and felt that the reason made sense. After all, he and He Ziyu had been brothers for so many years and their relationship had always been very simple. It was normal for onlookers not to believe that they had suddenly gotten together.

"Qiaoqiao, shall I get you a cold drink?"

Seeing that Jiang Nanqiao's face was too red, He Ziyu wanted to order her a cold drink to cool her down, but before he could even raise his arm to call the waiter, his chin was grabbed.

Jiang Chengyu turned his face to face.

Then, without hesitation, she kissed him on the lips.

Not only Jiang Nanqiao, but even He Ziyu was stunned.

Two seconds later, Jiang Nanqiao jumped up from her chair. "Sorry, I'm going out for some fresh air. I'll be right back!"

……

Jiang Nanqiao sat on the steps at the restaurant entrance, sent countless "Ahhhhhh" messages to the BL fan group, and then changed her nickname to "Crispy Duck Who Would Die Without Regret".

[Can't Stop Sugaring: Has the Group Admin Gone Mad?]

[Little Dolphin: Maybe it ate some candy?]

[Can't Stop the Sweetness: Is this a fanfic about the Eryu couple? Please share!]

Jiang Nanqiao held her phone, her hands trembling slightly, and her lips almost curled into a smile.

Of course, she wanted to share what she had just seen with her sisters, but He Ziyu had said that his relationship with Jiang Chengyu could not be made public for the time being, so she could only enjoy this happiness alone.

[Crispy Duck, who would rather die than say: I'm sorry, I can't say. You just need to know that I'm very happy.]

[Little Dolphin: ...]

[Can't stop the sugar: Drag him out and behead him.]

Jiang Nanqiao closed the chat group, cupped her face in her hands, and kept replaying the image of Jiang Chengyu and He Ziyu kissing in her mind.

When a shooting star streaked across the sky yesterday, she made a wish that she could eat more candy in the future. Little did she know that her wish would come true so quickly.

She was so touched!

At that time, in the restaurant.

He Ziyu: "Qiao Qiao is a fujoshi (a female fan of male-male romance). You should know what fujoshi means, right?"

Jiang Chengyu shook his head. "I'm not sure."

He Ziyu was both amused and exasperated, and quickly explained the meaning of "fujoshi" (a female fan of male-male romance) to him.

"So, she'll be happy to see us showing affection?" Jiang Chengyu asked.

He Ziyu nodded. "Or perhaps 'excitement' would be a more accurate description."

Jiang Chengyu: "..."

He didn't quite understand the world of female fans of BL (Boys' Love).

He Ziyu: "Anyway, she doesn't doubt our relationship, and you don't need to... come and kiss me to prove it to her."

He was stunned when Jiang Chengyu came over.

It's a public place, after all. Kissing on the cheek is already outrageous enough, but to kiss on the lips...

"Don't you like it when I kiss you?" Jiang Chengyu asked, tilting his head.

"Of course I like it!" He Ziyu straightened his back and answered loudly. Only after he finished speaking did he realize that he was a little excited. He quickly blushed and shrank back. "But, even if you like it, you still have to restrain yourself. After all, there are many people around. If someone you know sees you and it gets back to your parents, the consequences will be very serious."

Jiang Chengyu frowned upon hearing this.

During this period, his parents were away on a business trip, and he was living a very free life, so free that he almost forgot that the tragic life would continue after he woke up.

"I really don't know when this sneaky life will end..." Jiang Chengyu sighed slightly, his tone somewhat downcast, but more so with helplessness.

He longs for the day when he can openly hold He Ziyu's hand and receive the blessings of the world.

Unfortunately, this wish is still too far away for them now.

"Don't worry, Brother Yu, I will definitely make Uncle and Aunt accept me." He Ziyu held Jiang Chengyu's hand and gently squeezed his knuckles. "Look at me, I'm not bad looking, my family is okay, and my grades... are steadily improving. Except for my gender, I meet all their requirements."

Jiang Chengyu felt a pang of sadness as she looked at He Ziyu's forced smile.

Yes, except for gender...

If he were a girl, or if He Ziyu were a girl, they would definitely be a match made in heaven.

But now, fate has dug an insurmountable chasm between them.

"Ayu, do you believe me?" Jiang Chengyu asked.

"What?"

"Believe me, I will be with you to overcome those obstacles." Jiang Chengyu looked at him and said, word by word, "I know the road ahead will be difficult, but I will not give up, and I hope you won't give up on me either."

As long as He Ziyu is willing to accompany him, he will forge ahead regardless of everything, even if he gets hurt, he will not complain.

"I believe in you, I've always believed in you." He Ziyu held Jiang Chengyu's hand tightly, his gaze gentle yet firm.

From the moment Jiang Chengyu rushed into the sea of ​​fire without hesitation, he saw through the man's deep affection and decided to stay by his side forever.

No matter how long Jiang Chengyu's love lasts, his heart will only ever hold him for the rest of his life.

The wind cannot blow it away, nor can the rain wash it away.

……

He Ziyu returned home and told his father about his idea of ​​setting up a studio.

As expected, my father was very supportive when he learned of this.

"Ayu, as you know, I don't have high expectations for you. As long as you don't waste that money, I'll support whatever you want to do."

"Thank you, Dad..."

When He Ziyu walked out of his father's study, he looked refreshed and energetic.

Although he had long guessed that his father would support him, he was still deeply moved when his father said in front of him, "I will support whatever you want to do."

He Lianghan was not a good husband, and in his previous life he was not a good son either.

Fortunately, they are both still willing to give each other a chance.

He believed that one day his father would realize that his mother truly loved him, and his father also believed that he would get back on the right track from the wrong path.

He Ziyu believes that this may be the power of family affection.

……

That evening, Zhou Ying knocked on his bedroom door.

He Ziyu was checking the comic book publishing process on his computer when he saw his mother walk in carrying something. He casually joked, "Is Dad going to give me pocket money again?"

"You little one has a sharp eye, huh?" Zhou Ying smiled and placed a bank card on his desk. "Your dad said you're going to start that studio or something, and he's worried you won't have enough money, so he asked me to give you this credit card."

He Ziyu was taken aback. "Credit card?"

Zhou Ying nodded. "This card has a high tier, so you should be able to overdraft quite a bit of money. Your dad said that as long as you use it for the studio, no matter how much you spend, he will pay it back for you every month."

He Ziyu held the credit card, somewhat bewildered.

He had been worried that the money wouldn't be enough to run the studio, but he never expected happiness to come so suddenly.

"Ayu, I know that your father's adoption of Ningqiu has put a lot of pressure on you, but you have to believe that we will always love you." Zhou Ying patted his head and sighed almost imperceptibly. "Your parents have seen all your efforts and are very happy for you, but selfishly, I still don't want you to exhaust yourself."

In Zhou Ying's eyes, He Ziyu was pampered from childhood, and now he's juggling studies and starting a business, no wonder he's exhausted.

"It's okay, Mom. I'm still young. If I don't work hard when I'm young, when will I ever work hard?" He Ziyu quoted the words his parents used to teach him in his previous life. "Besides, I'm really not tired. I have Yu-ge's help with my studies, and the studio is small. I'm confident I can do both things well."

In his previous life, because of his depravity, his father blamed his mother for spoiling him, making her unable to hold her head up at home, and eventually she was even replaced by his stepmother.

In this life, he must work hard to give his mother more confidence.

Zhou Ying was deeply moved by He Ziyu's positive attitude, and her eyes welled up with tears without her realizing it. He Ziyu was startled and quickly handed her a tissue, "Why are you crying?"

Zhou Ying wiped her eyes. "My good-for-nothing son has suddenly become so motivated. I'm so proud of him, sob sob."

He Ziyu: "..." A woman's emotions are indeed like a typhoon, unpredictable.

After Zhou Ying finished speaking, she cupped his face and kissed him several times, then turned around and walked away happily.

……

During the National Day holiday, He Ziyu officially threw himself into his work.

Although the money his father gave him was enough to rent an office, he thought it over and decided to save it and use it for something more important.

On October 2nd, a group of people gathered at Xinrong Jiayuan.

"Moving the bed is so tiring. I should have asked Beiyao to come over..." Jingran collapsed on the sofa, covered in sweat.

"Why don't you just call him over now?" He Ziyu said. "A few pieces of furniture will be delivered this afternoon, and we'll have to assemble them then."

Upon hearing this, Jing Ran rolled her eyes and pretended to be dead.

In the past, he and He Ziyu would go out and have fun during the National Day holiday. But now, not only can they not go out, but they are also exhausted.

Not long after, the doorbell rang.

"It must be the takeout, I'll go get it!" Jingran's stomach was rumbling after being hungry all morning. Hearing the doorbell, she rushed to the entrance like a starving ghost and opened the door.

"Hello, your takeout is here."

"Thanks..."

Jingran took the plastic bag from the delivery guy and was about to close the door when suddenly an arm blocked her way...