Rebirth: My Childhood Sweetheart Came into My Arms

"Okay, okay, no problem, I'll wait for you at school..."

After notifying the two children's parents, Tangyuan hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief.

Although early romantic relationships and infidelity are personal matters, children spend most of their time at school. If parents use this to criticize teachers for inadequate discipline, the teachers have nothing to say.

Fortunately, both Jingran and Beiyao's parents were quite reasonable. They not only calmly accepted the reality but also agreed to come to the school for a face-to-face meeting.

"Hey you two... watch an educational video before your parents come." Tangyuan'er quickly turned the laptop screen in front of the two of them.

Jingran & Beiyao: "?"

After a brief blackout, a line of large text popped up in the middle of the screen: How middle school students can effectively avoid early romantic relationships.

Jing Ran & Bei Yao: "..."

"This educational film is very well made. Eighty percent of the couples who watched it broke up. You should study it carefully. After you finish watching it, we'll show you another one."

After Tangyuan finished speaking, she went to the side to handle her work, leaving Beiyao and Jingran with "helpless expressions".

The video is about forty minutes long and talks about the dangers of early romantic relationships from beginning to end. The second half focuses on the consequences of engaging in sexual activity too early, such as abortion, miscarriage, and long-term effects...

Jingran was initially curious, but the more she watched, the sleepier she became.

After all, pregnancy has nothing to do with him!

Just as Jingran's head was nodding and she was about to fall asleep, the sound of hurried high heels came from the corridor, followed by a knock on the office door.

Tangyuan said "Please come in," and the door opened, revealing Jing's mother, who was carrying a cloud of resentment and holding a rolling pin.

"You brat, I think you're getting too big for your britches if you don't discipline yourself for three days!"

"!!!"

Hearing her mother's fierce voice, Jingran trembled in fright and reflexively jumped up from her chair, switching into escape mode.

"If you've got the guts, don't run away!"

"Mom, I was wrong! Waaaaah!"

Jingran ran ahead, while her mother chased after her with a rolling pin, turning the already small office into chaos.

Tangyuan humbly hid in the corner, extending Erkang's hand: "Parent, calm down, calm down..."

He seemed perfectly normal on the phone, so why did he suddenly turn so ruthless as soon as we met?

Who could stand this?!

"Don't worry about me, I have a way to make this little brat listen to me!" Jing's mother shouted back with a fierce look in her eyes, and Tangyuan was so frightened that she immediately fell silent.

The game of chasing each other continued in the cramped space.

Jingran tried to seize the opportunity to rush out the door several times, but his mother blocked his way. Just as he caught a glimpse of the waving rolling pin getting closer and closer, a tall figure suddenly flashed over and protected him behind him.

Jing's mother slammed on the brakes and froze on the spot.

Bei Yao: "Hello, Auntie."

Jing's mother: "..."

Jingran completely forgot about coming out of the closet that morning. She huddled behind Beiyao like she was grasping at a straw, clutching his clothes with both hands, trembling and afraid to show her face.

At this moment, Bei Yao was his heaven, his earth, his...

"You're the young man who was with my son...?" Jing's mother's probing voice suddenly broke the silence.

"Yes, Auntie." Bei Yao smiled slightly, his attitude quite frank.

Jing's mother tilted her head slightly, scrutinizing Bei Yao with a critical gaze.

This child is at least 1.85 meters tall, with striking features and an imposing presence. Most importantly, he has a great physique.

Those broad shoulders, those long legs...

He was practically her ideal type when she was young!

Jing's mother glanced at Bei Yao, then at her own son, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes.

Seeing her mother put down the rolling pin, Jingran mustered her courage and said, "Mom, I'm sorry, I don't know why, I suddenly felt attracted to boys..."

"Do you like my son?" Jing's mother ignored Jing Ran and asked Bei Yao directly.

Bei Yao: "Yes, Auntie, I really like Jing Ran, and I want him to be my other half."

Tangyuaner:!!!(ﾟДﾟノ)ノ

Good heavens, that's way too blatant!

Jingran was also taken aback by Beiyao's straightforward answer. He gently tugged at Beiyao's sleeve to signal him not to act impulsively, while at the same time carefully observing his mother's expression, ready to drag Beiyao away to the ends of the earth at any moment.

"Have you ever had a girlfriend before?" Jing's mother asked again. "Or... a boyfriend?"

"No, Xiao Jing is the first person I've ever liked and wanted to treat with sincerity."

Bei Yao's expression was serious and confident, and his every move was poised and natural, showing no sign of trepidation.

Jing's mother nodded, her gaze meaningful. "Oh, I see. How old are you this year? What's your zodiac sign? What do your parents do? You…"

"Um, Jingran's mom..." Tangyuan'er awkwardly interrupted Jingran's mom's inquiry about the household registration, "How about we get down to business first?"

"Oh right, I almost forgot." Mrs. Jing snapped out of her reverie, tidying her messy short hair. "Director Tang, please speak."

"Let's move to the room next door."

"OK."

Before leaving, Jing's mother glared at Jing Ran again and casually placed the rolling pin on Tang Yuan'er's desk.

After the two left, Jingran quickly threw the rolling pin into the trash can.

Bei Yao: "It's still usable, it's such a waste to throw it away."

"Are you kidding me!" Jingran's eyes widened. "My mom doesn't know how to use this rolling pin to roll out dough; she only knows how to roll out my dough!"

It was clearly a heartbreaking thing, but for some reason Jingran made it sound so funny. Beiyao couldn't help but smile, pull Jingran into his arms, and rub his head.

"Your husband is here, he won't just stand by and watch you die. Besides..." Bei Yao pinched Jing Ran's chin and lifted it up, "Your mother is quite cute."

Jingran blinked, thinking she was hallucinating.

His mom? Cute?

"You can tell she's a very genuine person; she wears her heart on her sleeve," Bei Yao said. "I feel like she probably likes me quite a bit."

Upon hearing this, Jing Ran's lips twitched twice.

「你少臭美了吧？我妈她虽然喜欢揍我，但还是爱我的，你现在在她眼里，最多是拱了她家白菜的老公猪……」

"What pig?"

"husband……"

"Sigh~"

Bei Yao shamelessly agreed, then tightly encircled Jing Ran in his arms, laughing so hard he almost fell over.

"You shameless person!"

"Do you think you'd even get to date someone if you had any self-respect?"

"..."

The two, who should have been reflecting deeply, started flirting again after Tangyuan left.

Meanwhile, on the other side...

Tangyuan sat opposite Jing's mother and earnestly tried to persuade her.

"Jingran has made progress this semester, improving her ranking by several dozen places in the midterm exam, which is very commendable. However, to be honest, this incident has had a very negative impact, so regarding disciplinary action..."

"Buzz—"

Before Tangyuan could finish speaking, her phone on the table rang.

He glanced at the caller ID and saw it was Bei Yao's father. He quickly informed Jing's mother and ran out to pick him up.

A moment later, Tangyuan led a man wearing a thin black down jacket into the room.

Jing's mother looked over and was instantly dumbfounded.

"Brother Cong?"

The man paused for a moment, then asked hesitantly after a few seconds, "Are you... Fangfang?"

"Yes!" Mrs. Jing stood up, a little excited. "It must have been twenty years since we last saw each other, right?"

"Hmm, it's been about twenty years..." The man nodded. "You've become more mature and beautiful than before; I almost didn't recognize you."

"Oh dear, I'm not mature, I'm just getting old..."

Seeing the two of them start chatting out of nowhere, Tangyuan asked, looking completely bewildered, "Parents, do you...know each other?"

"We're more than just acquaintances! We were high school classmates." Jing's mother's smile brightened considerably, her previous gloom vanished. "Cong was our class monitor in high school, and he even sat at the desk in front of and behind me back then."

Tangyuan wiped her sweat: "..."

Fate, amazing.

Jing's mother was overjoyed to see her old classmate; her smile stretched almost to her ears.

"Cong-ge" is full name Bei-Cong. He was the class monitor and captain of the basketball team in high school and was her ideal type during her teenage years.

Children in that era were very simple-minded; they would only keep their admiration for someone to themselves, and Jing's mother was no exception.

She would secretly put a bottle of water in Bei Cong's desk after he finished playing ball, and she would give him a few extra pieces when distributing snacks. Bei Cong also took good care of her, and would always do things like moving textbooks or shifting a table before she did.

The subtle "ambiguity" between the two continued until graduation.

Later, Jing's mother was admitted to an expensive private university in the city, while Bei Cong went to a sports school in another province. Their parallel life trajectories eventually diverged.

On the day of the graduation dinner, everyone drank too much. Jing's mother saw Bei Cong off to the car. Before closing the door, Bei Cong grabbed her arm and said, "You are very good, but I am not good enough for you."

In the blink of an eye, the car had driven further and further away.

Jing's mother came from a wealthy family and was considered a lady of high social standing in those days. She was indeed unattainable for Bei Cong. After that, the two lost contact and started their own new lives.

Twenty years later, we meet again in this magical way.

Looking back on those days, the two of them just laugh it off. The bittersweet memories of the past have long since faded into insignificant recollections with the passage of time.

"Um, Bei Yao's dad, Jing Ran's mom, we..."

"Oh, right, I forgot about the important thing again!" Jingran's mother slapped her forehead and looked at Bei Cong, "Brother Cong, what exactly is going on between your son and my son?"

Bei Yao's father: "..."

How did he know what happened?

Although Bei Yao had been honest with him about his sexual orientation, this was the first time they had been in a serious relationship.

"My Xiao Jing used to like girls, how come he suddenly changed his personality after meeting your son? Did your son drug my son with some kind of drug? Let me tell you, Cong-ge, I won't just ignore this because we're old classmates. Xiao Jing is my only treasure. Your son is so tall and strong, what if he hurts my precious one..."

"Fangfang, calm down first." Beiyao's father interrupted her. "Beiyao is my son. He takes after me in terms of personality. I can swear to God that he is very gentle, especially towards people he likes."