Rebirth: My Childhood Sweetheart Came into My Arms

"Really? That's quite a coincidence." Bei Yao smiled, his eyes filled with genuine doting affection.

He doesn't like sweets, finding them too cloying. In addition, he developed cavities as a child due to eating too much sugar and was "tortured" by his dentist. Even today, he still feels lingering fear when he sees these sweet things.

However, Jingran was completely unaware of this.

"The fried milk at this shop is delicious, you should try it."

"..." Bei Yao held the chopsticks, feeling a bit of a headache.

"Eat quickly?" Jingran raised her eyebrows, her eyes full of anticipation.

Bei Yao didn't say anything, picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.

Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, surprisingly good.

"How is it? Isn't it delicious?"

"Um."

"I knew it..."

Jingran was delighted to receive a positive answer and picked up several more pieces from Beiyao's plate.

Bei Yao didn't seem as resistant as before. He quickly cleaned up the fried milk on the plate, feeling quite pleased with himself.

Perhaps because he was with someone he liked, the desserts in front of him suddenly seemed much cuter. Bei Yao even felt that if Jing Ran handed him a glass of bitter melon juice right now, he could taste the sweetness in it.

There were many skewers, and Jingran was initially focused on dipping them in the broth, but once she started eating, she became completely absorbed in the food.

Bei Yao silently took over the service, taking out the skewers that were almost cooked and putting them on Jing Ran's plate, then putting in the new ones.

Jingran was used to being a hands-off manager in front of Beiyao, accepting whatever food the other offered him until he was almost full, only to realize that Beiyao himself hadn't touched his chopsticks much.

This guy...

Jing Ran frowned, got up, and sat down next to Bei Yao.

Bei Yao: "Why are you sitting here?"

Jingran: "Watching you eat."

He brought Bei Yao to the skewers restaurant not to satisfy his own appetite, but to feed Bei Yao. In other words, if Bei Yao didn't get enough to eat, then his trip was pointless.

As Jingran spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and, imitating Beiyao, scooped the skewers out of the pot and put them on his plate.

"From now on, you don't need to worry about anything except what you eat, understand?"

"But you..."

"I'm full," Jingran patted her round belly. "The rest is all yours."

It was rare to see Jingran being so "gentle and considerate," and Bei Yao was overjoyed. He kept staring at Jingran's profile, his slightly upturned lips resembling those of a loving old father.

He never expected to be so lucky; he successfully won over the first person he liked, and both sets of parents were quite satisfied.

What incredible luck!

Bei Yao rested his chin on his hand, revealing a silly, dazed smile.

"This beef shouldn't be cooked for too long, otherwise..." Jingran was concentrating on explaining the science when she turned her head and met Beiyao's infatuated face.

Jing Ran: "..."

"Baby, how can you be so cute?" Bei Yao curled his lips into a smile, laughing unrestrainedly. "Meeting you must have used up all the luck I had in my life."

The sudden sweet words startled Jingran for a moment, and then a blush crept onto her cheeks.

"Even food can't shut you up?"

"Eating is out of the question," Bei Yao said, putting his arm around his shoulder and bringing his lips close to his. "But kissing is fine with me."

Jingran's breath hitched, and she stomped on Beiyao's shoe without hesitation, "If you keep being so cheeky, I'm ignoring you!"

Bei Yao clicked his tongue, "The little thing is still so easily teased~"

……

Under Jingran's care, Beiyao ate his most substantial meal in many days. When it came time to pay the bill, he pretended to take out his wallet, but Jingran stopped him as expected.

"I dragged you out here today, so this meal is on me."

"That won't do. Let's split the bill."

"What 'A'? If you keep dawdling, I'll divorce you!"

Jingran glared at him and beckoned the woman over.

"Auntie, the bill is due!"

"Okay~" The woman exchanged a glance with Bei Yao and said, "Fifty in total."

"Fifty, fifty...?"

Jingran choked on her saliva and thought she had misheard.

Today he bought twice as many skewers as usual. He was prepared to spend over 300 yuan, but he only spent 50.

"Auntie, are you sure you didn't miscalculate? How could there only be fifty?"

"Oh, it's like this, our store is having a promotion right now, the discount is huge, yours will be exactly fifty after the discount."

The woman was very serious, and didn't seem to be joking.

Jingran is a regular customer of this skewers restaurant, and she had never encountered such a big discount before, so she was a little confused.

Bei Yao, who was standing next to him, quickly said, "It's so lucky that we've encountered such a good thing on our first time eating here. Let's come here again next time!"

Jingran scratched his head and took out fifty yuan with some doubt.

After paying the bill, Bei Yao went to the restroom, and Jing Ran nodded and waited for him at the front desk.

The woman tapped away on her calculator, then glanced at Jingran idly playing with the lucky cat figurine on the front desk. She asked, "Is that handsome young man your friend? I've never seen him before."

Jingran was slightly taken aback. "Him? He's a senior in our school, we met this semester."

"Oh, I see." The woman put down the calculator, smiled, and said, "He seems like a pretty nice young man. Remember to bring him over for meals more often."

"Uh, okay..."

Jingran agreed verbally, but felt a little strange inside.

Why is it that the auntie at the skewers shop is just like his mother, thinking Bei Yao is great after only meeting him once?

Could this be the legendary woman killer?!

Lost in thought, Bei Yao returned from the restroom. Jing Ran pulled herself together, greeted the woman, and left the skewers restaurant.

……

The winter afternoon in Moon City was exceptionally bright, with sunlight filtering through the clouds and scattering across the streets, casting a warm glow over the cold city.

Jingran walked beside Beiyao, her little pink shoes sparkling.

As they passed a row of street stalls, Bei Yao suddenly called out to Jing Ran, asking him to wait a moment.

"Where are we going?" Jingran glanced at the time. "We have a class with our homeroom teacher this afternoon, so we can't skip it for too long."

"It won't be long, it'll be ready soon." After saying that, Bei Yao jogged to the other side of the road.

While waiting for Bei Yao, Jing Ran took out her phone.

He felt his phone kept ringing while he was walking, and he wondered who was thinking of him so much.

[Where have you been, you brat? Reply to this WeChat message!]

[Did Brother Yao kidnap you to be his bandit queen?]

Why are you two on Do Not Disturb mode on your phones? Xiao Jing, calm down! If Yao-ge tries to take you to a hotel or anything, don't agree...

A series of WeChat messages were sent by He Ziyu, and his words were filled with anxiety.

Jingran's lips twitched twice as she replied: 【I went out to eat with Beiyao, I'll be back soon...Ծ‸Ծ】

Skipping class and turning his phone on Do Not Disturb is his habit; after all, he's already escaped, and being forced to listen to the endless calls from teachers and parents would only add to his troubles.

But Beiyao...

Why is he also on Do Not Disturb?

Jingran scratched her head in confusion, then looked up and saw Beiyao walking across the street with a huge pink bunny cotton candy in his hand.

Under the sunlight, a tall boy smiled brightly, the cotton candy in his hand swaying gently in the breeze, releasing the fragrance of strawberries.

Jing Ran stood frozen in place, Bei Yao's figure reflected in her pupils.

It turns out this guy suddenly ran across the street to buy him cotton candy.

It's pink.

Passing through the bustling crowd, Jingran's gaze was fixed on Beiyao. She inadvertently caught a glimpse of the footprints on his shoulder, her eyes sparkling, and a warm feeling suddenly welled up in her heart.

This big boy is clearly a treasure in his parents' eyes.

However, he was willing to humble himself and become his own safe haven.

Bei Yao walked across the sidewalk in the warm sunshine, imagining Jing Ran's satisfied look after eating the cotton candy. Before he could even ask for praise, the figure opposite him ran over quickly and jumped into his arms.

Bei Yao stumbled, and the cotton candy in his hand almost fell to the ground.

Jingran hugged Beiyao tightly around the waist, resting her head on his chest, listening to his pounding heartbeat, and for the first time felt the urge to "be with this guy forever".

"Baby, you..." Bei Yao patted his head with his other hand, looking a little surprised. "It's just a cotton candy, you don't need to be this touched, do you? If you like it, your husband will buy it for you every day from now on."

Jingran held Beiyao in her arms without saying a word.

Cotton candy certainly doesn't have that much destructive power.

What truly "killed" him was the person holding the cotton candy.

……

"Those two are really something, going out to eat without even telling us, making me worry about it for nothing..."

During break, He Ziyu lay on Jiang Chengyu's desk and poured out his grievances.

After failing to contact Jingran for several hours, He Ziyu was filled with anxiety, fearing that something had happened to him. Only when Jingran replied with a WeChat message did his heart finally settle down.

"They just started dating, and it's the most exciting time of their relationship. It's normal that they don't have time for us," Jiang Chengyu comforted him.

He Ziyu: "This guy who values ​​women over friends... ╭(╯^╰)╮"

"It's fine if other people say that," Jiang Chengyu smiled meaningfully, "but you're no different from him."

He Ziyu angrily raised his fist and pretended to swing it in front of Jiang Chengyu.

A few minutes later, the school bell rang.

This was a dull and boring political class, and He Ziyu ate several mints but was still drowsy.

Just as he was about to give up and doze off on the table, Han Zhiruo's voice suddenly came from the first row.

"Teacher, she's not feeling well, I'd like to take her to the infirmary."

"Are you feeling unwell?" The politics teacher pushed up his glasses and looked at Jiang Nanqiao, who was leaning weakly against the back of her chair. "Where does it hurt?"

"Dizziness, shortness of breath," Han Zhiruo answered for her.

Seeing that Jiang Nanqiao's face was pale and didn't seem to be faking it, the political teacher quickly let the two of them pass.

Han Zhiruo helped Jiang Nanqiao to her feet and they left the classroom.

Now He Ziyu was no longer sleepy.

He turned around and exchanged a glance with Jiang Chengyu.

He Ziyu: "Qiao Qiao, she..."

Jiang Chengyu: "It's probably high blood sugar."