Rebirth: My Childhood Sweetheart Came into My Arms

"Fine, you can sleep on the sofa then." Jingran tossed a pillow to Beiyao. "Don't come knocking tonight, I'm not opening the door for you."

"Don't worry, I won't knock." Wouldn't it be better to just break in?

After the rooms were assigned, everyone went back to rest.

Jingran didn't go to sleep immediately, but instead took a shower. In the steamy bathroom, hot water poured over her body, washing away her fatigue.

Actually, thinking about it carefully, he didn't do much today. He just helped He Ziyu move the bed and cabinets in the bedroom this morning, and now his arms are sore and swollen, like he's masturbated ten times.

It's easy to imagine that if Bei Yao hadn't helped him that afternoon, his arm would probably have been ruined.

Jingran turned off the shower and stared at the foggy frosted glass, suddenly feeling a little guilty.

No matter what, Bei Yao did work, and he worked very seriously and diligently. Even though he was constantly tormented by Jing Bapi, he didn't show the slightest displeasure and remained cheerful and carefree throughout.

Jingran, lost in thought, rinsed off the soap suds, put on her bathrobe, and walked out of the shower area.

He wasn't a heartless person; more often than not, he was sharp-tongued but kind-hearted. Considering how hard Bei Yao had worked for him for so long, he still couldn't bear to let him sleep on the sofa outside.

Jingran changed into He Ziyu's pajamas, casually dried her hair, and prepared to go to the living room to call Beiyao back to sleep in the bed. However, when she arrived at the living room, she did not see Beiyao.

Thinking that Bei Yao had gone to play with He Ziyu and the others, Jing Ran didn't think much of it and returned to her bedroom.

Just as I closed the door, I caught a glimpse of the blankets on the bed shifting.

"Holy crap?"

Jingran rubbed her eyes and walked over.

He remembered that the blankets on the bed were folded neatly before he went into the bathroom, but now they were spread out. Could it be that He Ziyu came over and made the bed while he was taking a shower?

You can't be this virtuous!

Jingran scratched his head, thinking that he might have remembered it wrong, so he simply gave up thinking about it and plopped down on the bed.

"Well……"

Strange noises were coming from under the covers.

Jingran was startled and quickly jumped away. Then she saw the blanket on the bed wriggle a few times and a head peek out from inside.

It is Beiyao.

"You...you should lose weight..." Bei Yao muttered, his expression one of great pain.

Just now, Jingran's buttocks landed right on his private parts, and in that split second, Bei Yao felt as if he had seen God.

"Why are you in my bed? Didn't we agree to sleep on the sofa?" Jingran was both surprised and angry to see someone suddenly appear from under the covers.

He asked Bei Yao to come in and sleep, and Bei Yao came in and sleep by himself. Although both were coming in to sleep, the nature of the two was completely different.

"I was worried you were cold, so I wanted to warm the bed for you." Bei Yao lifted the covers and awkwardly got out of bed. "It's easiest to catch a cold when the seasons change. Someone as oblivious as you definitely wouldn't notice these details. Look, your hair is still wet."

"..."

Jingran stood there, water droplets falling to the ground from her hair.

The boys all let themselves air dry after showering. He did it, as did He Ziyu. Jingran was used to it and didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

"Let me blow-dry your hair for you, then I'll go to sleep," Bei Yao said.

"No," Jingran shook her head, "I like it this way, it's cool."

Normally, Bei Yao would have dragged him straight into the bathroom, but today he was really tired and his lower body was in pain, so for the first time he didn't insist. He just said goodnight and turned to leave.

When they were almost at the door, Jingran called out to him.

"Feed..."

"Um?"

"You...you should sleep in the bed."

After Jingran finished speaking, she awkwardly fiddled with the cuffs of her pajamas.

When he first saw Bei Yao lying on the bed, he was quite angry, thinking that this guy was up to something again. It wasn't until Bei Yao silently turned and left that he realized that the matter of warming the bed might actually be true.

"Forget it, you young masters can't sleep on the sofa, you'll definitely feel uncomfortable tomorrow," Bei Yao said. "I'm different, I'm tough, I won't feel hurt if I fall on the ground."

Jing Ran: "..."

Bei Yao: "No, I'm really sleepy, baby..."

Before he could finish saying the word "An," Jingran interrupted him.

"Who said I was going to sleep on the sofa?" He pursed his lips. "The bed is big enough for two people."

Bei Yao was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and it took him a few seconds to realize that Jing Ran was telling him to go to bed.

He was listless just a second ago, but immediately became energetic again.

Bei Yao: "You don't mind sleeping in the same bed as me?"

Jingran: "I'm only doing this because you've worked so hard during the day..."

Jingran tried to explain, but Beiyao wouldn't listen at all.

He was a very undemanding person. No matter what Jingran's reason was for accepting him sleeping in this bed, as long as the result was that the two of them slept together, his goal was achieved.

"I'll go get the pillow."

After saying that, Bei Yao dashed out of the room.

When he came back with his pillow, the first thing he did was lock the door.

"Why did you lock the door?" Jingran's eyes widened, a bad feeling creeping over her.

He only let Bei Yao sleep in the room because he felt sorry for him being too tired. Could it be that he meant well but ended up doing something wrong, letting a wolf into the house...?

"Didn't I tell you? You're a restless sleeper. What if you climb on top of me again in the middle of the night? If Young Master He opens the door tomorrow, our relationship will be confirmed."

Sit... sit down?

What does this confirm?

Jingran's lips twitched, her small head filled with a big question mark.

"Anyway, it's safer to lock the door." Bei Yao didn't give him a chance to object. He jumped onto the bed in a few steps, lifted the covers and crawled in. Then he patted the spot next to him. "Come on, baby, it's warm in the covers."

Jingran: "..." Suddenly I feel a little regretful, what should I do?

Although he regretted it, Jingran only dared to think it in his heart. After all, what's said is said, and he didn't want to be a liar.

So he turned off the light, gritted his teeth, got into bed, and lay down along the edge of the bed.

Perhaps he was too tired during the day, because Jingran soon drifted into a half-asleep state. In his hazy state, he felt someone hook his waist and pull him closer, and then he felt even warmer.

……

The next day, He Ziyu didn't get out of bed until the alarm clock rang several times.

Last night, Jiang Chengyu and I slept in the same room, and inevitably, we had another passionate encounter. As a result, neither of us wanted to get out of bed today.

"I can't lie down anymore. If you're starting a business, you have to act like one." He Ziyu yawned, reluctantly pulled back the curtains, and started folding the blankets.

The sunlight shone on He Ziyu, outlining the tall and straight profile of the young man.

Jiang Chengyu was so engrossed in watching that he couldn't resist taking a picture with his phone and saving it to the folder named "Very Important".

As time went by, the folder filled with more and more photos, a collection of memories from over a decade. Jiang Chengyu thought that if he could have a wedding with He Ziyu one day, he would definitely play these photos on a loop at the wedding so that the guests could witness their enduring love.

After washing up, the two went to the living room.

Jiang Nanqiao got up very early and had already prepared breakfast. She greeted them as soon as she saw them.

"Class monitor, A-Yu, good morning~"

"Good morning, Qiaoqiao." He Ziyu walked to the dining table. "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Yeah, it's great. How about you guys?"

"We... are doing fine." He Ziyu blushed a little as he recalled what happened last night.

Jiang Nanqiao noticed this detail and instantly understood what was going on.

How could two hot-blooded teenagers, deeply in love, possibly just chat under the covers while sleeping together? Even a fool could tell they must have done something quite extraordinary last night.

Jiang Nanqiao's imagination ran wild, and the more she thought about it, the more excited she became. In the end, her face turned red, and her lips curled into a wide smile that she couldn't bring herself to smile back down.

She felt that if she spent a few more days with the Eryu couple, not to mention getting diabetes, she would definitely develop more nasolabial folds.

After a while, Jingran and Beiyao also woke up.

The two walked out of the room wearing matching pajamas and stretched in perfect unison.

He Ziyu: "Hey, you two slept together last night?"

Bei Yao: "Xiao Jing felt sorry for me and couldn't bear to let me sleep on the sofa."

No matter what he said, it always had a hint of ambiguity coming from Bei Yao's mouth. Jing Ran turned around and glared at him, warning him with her eyes not to push his luck.

Soon, the five people sat down at the dining table and began to eat breakfast.

Perhaps because she was a girl, Jiang Nanqiao's dishes were all exquisite, such as sandwiches and salads, which looked as pleasing to the eye as those sold in a store.

"Qiaoqiao is amazing! If I could marry a wife as virtuous as you, I would be very happy for the rest of my life." Jingran ate the sandwich with gusto, as happy as a 200-pound fat man.

Before today, he had never seriously considered what kind of partner he wanted, but at this moment, he seemed to have found the answer.

"I'm not as good as you say. I just followed the recipes." Jiang Nanqiao smiled modestly. "Brother Yao, if you need it, I'll recommend a cooking app to you later."

Bei Yao: "Great, that's exactly what I wanted to learn."

Jingran silently finished his sandwich and gulped down a large mouthful of milk. Hearing their conversation, he looked at Beiyao with a mustache and said, "It's too much trouble to learn on your own. Why don't you just find a wife who can cook?"

Upon hearing this, Bei Yao sat up straight and said, "To tell you the truth, when I was a child, I consulted a fortune teller. The fortune teller said that my future wife wouldn't know how to cook, she would only know how to eat, and she would eat a lot."

"You eat a lot?" Jingran raised an eyebrow. "You must earn a lot of money to support you. I feel sorry for you."

The other three people at the table: "..."

……

After breakfast, everyone got back to work.

The workshop of "Torch" was basically set up. He Ziyu took a few photos and sent them to "Torch", and the other party immediately called back.

The voice on the phone from "Fire Seed" was very excited, saying that he wanted to come and see for himself right now.

He Ziyu was initially a little worried about his health, but seeing how eager he was, he didn't stop him. He just told him to take a taxi, and the studio would reimburse the expenses.

Ten minutes later, someone rang the doorbell.

"Wow, did the Fire Seed arrive by rocket? It's here so fast!" He Ziyu was a little surprised and hurriedly ran to open the door. But when the door opened, the face that appeared in front of him was the last thing he wanted to see.