Rebirth: My Childhood Sweetheart Came into My Arms

Taking off your pants to take a shower is a matter of course.

Jiang Chengyu stood up with a blush on his face and obediently let He Ziyu pull down his pajama pants.

"She even took off her underwear."

"This, let's forget about this..." Jiang Chengyu stopped He Ziyu's hand, looking a little embarrassed. "Anyway, the underwear needs washing, so wearing it won't cause any problems."

It's not a problem, but I don't want you to wear it.

He Ziyu blinked innocently, trying hard not to let a mischievous smile show.

But it's too difficult.

"Ayu, you're up to no good again." Jiang Chengyu sensed something unusual in his expression and pressed hard on the edge of his underwear, afraid of being attacked.

He Ziyu: "No, that's not true."

Jiang Chengyu: "You do."

"Alright, if you say so, then so be it." He Ziyu pursed his lips, his lips close to Jiang Chengyu's ear, "The main thing is, I've never seen you completely naked before, and since we have this opportunity today, why don't you just bear with it..."

"Ayu," Jiang Chengyu interrupted him, his Adam's apple bobbing, "If you keep doing this, you'll regret it once my arm heals."

He Ziyu raised an eyebrow dismissively. "What are you going to do?"

Jiang Chengyu: "You."

"!!!" He Ziyu took two seconds to process it, and his face immediately turned into a fiery red.

His brother Yu has changed; he's become impure!

I absolutely have to settle accounts with Bei Yao tomorrow!

……

In the end, He Ziyu spared Jiang Chengyu, sparing him from being stripped naked and subjected to the judgment of fate.

In the bathroom, the bathroom heater was turned on to the highest setting, and the warm yellow light shone on Jiang Chengyu's muscular back, making it particularly pleasing to the eye.

He Ziyu filled a basin with water, made Jiang Chengyu sit down, and while applying shower gel to him, he blatantly took advantage of him.

"Wow, those muscles are so strong, and the skin is so smooth..."

"Ayu, you talk too much."

"I have a problem with that!"

He Ziyu deliberately smeared foam on Jiang Chengyu's face and laughed heartily.

At first, Jiang Chengyu let him fool around, but later he got itchy from all the teasing and simply pulled his arm down, making him sit on his lap.

The foam immediately soaked He Ziyu's entire body.

"Oh no, your clothes are dirty. Looks like you'll have to take them off." This time, it was Jiang Chengyu's turn to cause trouble.

"You think I wouldn't dare?" He Ziyu hooked his arm around Jiang Chengyu's neck and drew a few cat whiskers on his face with foam. "I'm just afraid you won't be able to handle it after I take my clothes off."

"Don't worry, I can handle it."

"You said it yourself."

"Yes, I said so."

He Ziyu also felt a bit like he was going up against Jiang Chengyu, as if he would lose if he didn't take his shirt off. So he stood up decisively, took off his shirt in a few quick moves and threw it on the ground.

Then came the pants.

His clothes were dirty, so he might as well take a shower. In any case, when it came to being thick-skinned, he was definitely better than Jiang Chengyu.

Jiang Chengyu watched as the boy in front of her revealed his fair body and long legs, his cheeks growing hotter and hotter.

Finally, he couldn't suppress the burning desire deep within him and pulled He Ziyu into his arms again...

……

In the early morning, the rain grew heavier and heavier, with large raindrops pounding against the glass, making a crackling sound, occasionally accompanied by flashes of lightning that sent chills down one's spine.

He Ziyu is afraid of thunder and lightning, but he feels more at ease if there is someone around, especially if that person is Jiang Chengyu, then he has even less to fear.

"boom--"

Another bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, and He Ziyu instinctively snuggled closer to Jiang Chengyu.

Jiang Chengyu tightened his arms around him, resting his chin on his head, giving him enough warmth and a sense of security.

Meanwhile, on the other side...

Jing Xiaoran, who had previously teased He Ziyu about being timid, was now huddled in the corner of the bed, wrapped tightly in the blanket.

Looking at Bei Yao sleeping soundly next to him, he was curled up like a shrimp from the cold, but he didn't even have a blanket to lean on.

How pitiful, how tragic, how heartbreaking!

The thunder was so loud that Jingran couldn't sleep, so he got up to play on his phone. Then, some unscrupulous content creator uploaded a ghost story video in the middle of the night. The eerie music that came on scared him so much that he almost threw his phone away.

And now, Jingran is shivering, wrapped in her blanket, her phone placed far away like a time bomb.

A while later, Bei Yao woke up from the cold.

He groggily opened his eyes and realized that he was completely uncovered, immediately understanding that Jingran had taken his blanket.

"Little one, give me some of the blanket..." Bei Yao reached out and touched the side.

Huh? Why is it empty?

He sat up abruptly in bed, rubbing his eyes and looking to the side. Just then, a flash of lightning illuminated Jingran, who was shivering in the darkness.

Jingran was half asleep when, in the cold white light, she saw someone staring straight at her from the side. She let out a "woof" and swayed to the left, rolling off the bed along with the blanket.

Bei Yao: "???"

"A ghost! There's a ghost!!!" Jingran's trembling voice came from under the bed.

Bei Yao quickly got out of bed and went around to the other side of the bed.

Seeing the huge black shadow walking towards her, Jingran became even more frightened, immediately covering her head with the blanket, her body trembling like a leaf.

Bei Yao bent down, both amused and exasperated, and touched him. "It's me, Bei Yao."

Upon hearing Bei Yao's voice, Jing Ran stopped trembling, but it took her a long time before she finally poked her head out a little.

After confirming that the dark figure was Bei Yao, Jing Ran breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Why are you so scared?" Bei Yao rubbed his head, feeling both amused and distressed.

"I...I watched a horror video..." Jingran swallowed hard. "A huge, pale face suddenly jumped out, it was so scary!"

"Why are you watching that in the middle of the night?"

"I didn't want to watch it either, it popped up on its own, I'm going to report the person who posted the video!" Jing Ran said indignantly, her eyes glistening with tears.

She had just fallen to the ground and bumped herself somewhere, and her body was in excruciating pain. Right now, the pain and shock were intertwined, and Jingran felt incredibly wronged.

He just wanted to get a good night's sleep, why was that so difficult?

"If you're scared, just wake me up. I can chat with you or play games with you. Why are you holding it in?"

"I was just saying, you seemed to be sleeping soundly..."

"So you're worried about me?"

Seeing Bei Yao start talking nonsense again, Jing Ran kicked him with all her might.

"Okay, okay, I'm not worried." Bei Yao quickly grabbed his foot and held it in his hand. "Actually, I could tell you weren't worried either, otherwise how could you have the nerve to roll up all the blankets and leave me shivering all by myself?"

Upon hearing this, Jingran lowered her head somewhat guiltily.

Actually, he was afraid, but on the other hand, he also wanted to subtly make Bei Yao wake up on his own so that he wouldn't seem too cowardly.

Looking back now, I realize that doing so was not wise at all.

After all, he would feel bad if Bei Yao caught a cold because of him!

Bei Yao saw through his little scheme but didn't expose him. Instead, he picked him up when he wasn't looking and put him on the bed.

"How about I tell you a story? I'm so bored, I guarantee you'll fall asleep after a while."

"Who wants to listen to your stories...?"

"It's okay, I'll talk. You don't have to listen. You can't sleep anyway, so it's not like I'm disturbing you."

Bei Yao turned on the bedside lamp and, leaning against the headboard, began to improvise, "Once upon a time, there was a man named Little Lightning, who was terrified of lightning."

Jing Ran: "..."

Bei Yao was right. The story he made up was really boring. He talked about Little Lightning eating, Little Lightning doing homework, and Little Lightning sleeping. Jing Ran was getting sleepy listening to it. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore and fell asleep leaning on Bei Yao's shoulder.

Looking at Jingran's sleeping face, Beiyao yawned, turned off the lamp, and quietly slipped into his bed.

……

The next morning, He Ziyu was woken up by a phone call. He glanced at the caller ID and saw that it was his mother calling. He immediately pressed the speakerphone button.

"Hey, Ayu, come home right now, your dad needs to talk to you."

"Looking for me?" He Ziyu scratched his head. "What do you want?"

"It's Ning Qiu. He came back late last night, caught a rainstorm, and developed a high fever. When asked what happened, he wouldn't say. Your dad found out he went to see you yesterday and thought it was related to you, so..."

"I understand, I'll be right back."

He Ziyu didn't say much, hung up the phone, and got up to change his clothes.

Because the phone was on speakerphone, Jiang Chengyu heard the conversation. He sat up and said to He Ziyu, "I'll go back with you."

"No need," He Ziyu leaned down and kissed his forehead. "You stay here with those people. I'll come back after I've dealt with this."

"Are you alright alone...?"

"Don't worry, everything will be fine."

He Ziyu's reassurance to Jiang Chengyu was not just casual comfort; it stemmed from his genuine confidence.

After all, he had long expected He Ningqiu to appear in front of his father in a sorry state and deliberately play the victim, and who knows, she might even smear him in front of his father after he got home.

However, he didn't care.

Anyway, the evidence is in his hands. Even if He Ningqiu digs out all sorts of things, she can't manipulate him like she did in the previous life.

……

He Ziyu quickly washed up, went to his workroom to check the surveillance footage, grabbed a bite of bread, and left.

The weather was cool after the rain, and the air was filled with the fresh scent of earth. He Ziyu stretched in the warm sunshine and hailed a taxi.

Upon returning home to Biyue Bay, He Ziyu went directly to his father's study.

Seeing his serious expression, He Lianghan directly asked him to sit opposite him.

Unfazed, He Ziyu sat down and asked directly, "Where is He Ningqiu?"

"Where is he? Don't you know?" He Lianghan's tone was clearly unhappy. "Last night you kicked him out of Xinrong Jiayuan. He almost fainted when he came back, and now he still has a high fever and is talking nonsense."

He Ziyu chuckled upon hearing this, then took out a USB drive containing surveillance videos from his pocket and placed it on the table.

"First of all, I didn't kick him out; he ran out in the rain on his own. Secondly, there are reasons why he ran out. I suggest you find out the whole story before you accuse me."