Rebirth: My Childhood Sweetheart Came into My Arms

Jingran was lifted into the air and spun around several times by He Ziyu, and almost had to return the skewers she had for lunch.

What's wrong with these boys? They keep hugging him and spinning him around. Is he a tornado reincarnated?

(－＂－凸)

"Brother, brother, put me down, I'm about to throw up..."

Amid Jingran's pleas for mercy, He Ziyu put him back on the ground and then kissed his face twice.

The kind that's so ruthless it makes a loud noise.

"I'm sorry, Jing, I misunderstood you." He Ziyu hugged Jingran and stroked his fur like he was coaxing a small animal. "If you had told me the reason earlier, I wouldn't have suspected that you were missing a screw in your head."

Jing Ran: "……-_-"

What's going on with this sudden personal attack?

"So, you really did this for me and Yu-ge?" He Ziyu released Jing Ran and took his hands in return. "What about Yao-ge? Does he agree too?"

Having said all that, Jingran knew that there was no point in continuing to argue, so she simply sighed and gave up.

"He initially disagreed, after all, my mom is a rather emotional person, and Yao was afraid she would hurt me and didn't want me to take such a risk. But later, he probably saw that I was quite determined, so he agreed..."

Upon hearing this, a ripple appeared in He Ziyu's eyes.

"I knew it, Yao-ge wouldn't let you do whatever you want. Coming out of the closet isn't something to be taken lightly..."

Jingran: "But look, we're fine now, aren't we? That's enough to prove that my decision was correct."

He Ziyu sighed helplessly, pulled Jingran into his arms again, and patted his back.

"That's true, but Xiao Jing..."

"In the future, we should think twice before acting in such situations and not act recklessly. There are some storms that Yu Ge and I must weather; we can't avoid them by hiding."

He and Jiang Chengyu still have many difficulties to face. If they have to call for help for this little setback, then the road ahead will only be more difficult.

Jingran: "Don't worry, this is a one-time thing. If you want to ask me for help again in the future, you'll have to set conditions."

Jing Ran smiled nonchalantly, seemingly indifferent, but it touched the softest corner of He Ziyu's heart.

In his previous life, he drifted further and further away from Jing Ran because of his pursuit of Lan Yuan, and even doubted how genuine their friendship was. But now, seeing Jing Ran standing up for him without hesitation, He Ziyu realized how incredibly foolish he had been.

He discards what deserves his sincere attention, while cherishing what is not worthy of his heart.

Thinking of this, a wave of guilt washed over him, and He Ziyu hugged Jingran even tighter.

"No matter what, Xiao Jing, I still want to thank you for this. If you ever need anything in the future, just ask. As long as it's within my power, I will do my best to help you."

Jingran wanted to say no to the future, just now. He wanted to beg He Ziyu to let him go and not take advantage of him in broad daylight.

However, before he could speak, He Ziyu said again, "Actually, I have another small request..."

With her vision blurring from the tightness, Jing Xiaoran managed to squeeze out two words: "What?"

"Can I kiss you one more time?"

"..."

Jing Ran's lips twitched, and her guilty little eyes subconsciously glanced at Jiang Chengyu beside her, where she was sure to receive a cold gaze.

Damn it! Your husband is still standing right there! Good heavens!

Jing Ran shivered and quickly pushed He Ziyu away.

"Brother, I want to live a few more years. Why don't you consider finding someone else to kiss..."

For example, the handsome guy with eight-pack abs standing next to you.

Isn't kissing him much more exciting than kissing him?

"No, I'll kiss you. Your face looks like a big dough ball after you got fat, it makes me want to eat it."

After He Ziyu finished speaking, he grabbed Jingran's face and kissed him.

This time the noise was even louder, almost echoing across the entire playground.

Jing Ran's body stiffened as she watched Jiang Chengyu lift both hands and press down on their joints, making a "crackling" sound.

It's over.

With Bei Yao not around, he couldn't possibly defeat Jiang Chengyu by himself, so it was best to make a run for it.

"Well, we're already late, and you guys are moving way too slowly. I'm heading out now, bye!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jingran dashed towards the teaching building with the speed of the wind.

He Ziyu put one hand on his hip and clicked his tongue, "What's wrong with you, brat? You look down on me so much."

"He doesn't look down on you," Jiang Chengyu said calmly. "He just doesn't want to be a third wheel between us."

"Hey, what do you mean by 'third wheel'? We're all friends, and besides, when he was with Bei Yao, we were also... uh, Yu-ge, why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?"

Halfway through his sentence, He Ziyu suddenly felt Jiang Chengyu staring at him with a strange look in his eyes.

"You just kissed Xiao Jing," Jiang Chengyu said.

"I know, so what?" He Ziyu tilted his head, looking completely bewildered.

"Is it appropriate for you to kiss another guy in front of me?"

After Jiang Chengyu finished speaking, He Ziyu paused for a moment, then burst out laughing.

Oh, so that's what it was about. He thought something else had happened.

"Xiao Jing is my friend, how can he be considered another guy? Besides, to be honest, his face is super soft, like a cotton ball..."

"Can I kiss you?"

"What?"

Jiang Chengyu raised an eyebrow. "Xiao Jing is also my friend. Can I kiss him?"

"No, that won't do!"

"Why not? Isn't that a double standard?"

"???"

Jiang Chengyu's rhetorical question completely baffled He Ziyu.

Is this considered double standards?

I don't think so...

But why did he react so strongly when Jiang Chengyu said he wanted to kiss Jingran, and why did he have an urge to beat them both up when he imagined the scene?

"Speaking of which, I'd really like to try what it feels like to kiss a cotton ball. Why don't you tell Xiao Jing after school and ask him to cooperate..."

"Say it, say it, say it! You big dummy!" He Ziyu pounced on Jiang Chengyu and pinched him on the waist. "You kissed him? Aren't you afraid Yao-ge will twist your head off?"

"But you also..."

"These are completely incomparable! My relationship with Xiao Jing is very pure, but you're different. You and Xiao Jing, you two might very well... Sigh, never mind, I can't explain it to you. Why don't you just go kiss Yao Ge? Kissing him is better than kissing Xiao Jing. It's just that Yao Ge has a thicker skin, so the taste might not be very good..."

"I will relay your words to Brother Yao verbatim."

"You dare!!"

He Ziyu grabbed Jiang Chengyu's ear and blew air into it forcefully.

The two of them playfully bickered until they reached the entrance of the teaching building, when Jiang Chengyu suddenly stopped and said, "I think I understand."

"What do you understand?"

Jiang Chengyu looked at He Ziyu, his tone calm and collected: "Brother Yao once told me that two guys with the same type of personality can't be together. You and Xiao Jing are both on the bottom, so nothing will happen between you, is that right?"

A flock of crows suddenly flew overhead. "You... can you interpret it that way?"

"Will the attributes change?" Jiang Chengyu asked again, "For example, the one above suddenly moves to the bottom, or the one below suddenly moves to the top."

"I don't know, but I don't think Xiao Jing would..."

"And what about you?"

He Ziyu forced a smile and replied, "I definitely wouldn't, haha."

It was strange that he insisted on his position as the submissive one, but he endured it to put Jiang Chengyu at ease.

"That's good," Jiang Chengyu said with a satisfied smile. "But it doesn't matter if you change, I'll just switch places with you later."

Upon hearing this, He Ziyu straightened his back instantly.

"You said it yourself!"

"Yes, I said that." Jiang Chengyu smiled. "But I think, with my 'skill', I shouldn't let that happen."

……

To make amends to Jingran and Beiyao, He Ziyu agreed to let him and Jiang Chengyu handle the 800-word self-criticism.

So after school, the two stayed in the classroom and got to work.

After wiping the blackboard, Jiang Nanqiao turned around and found the two of them still sitting in their seats, which made her a little strange.

"Ah Yu, Brother Yu, why aren't you leaving yet?"

"We're helping Xiao Jing and Yao Ge write their self-criticisms."

"Do you need my help? I'm a pretty good writer," Jiang Nanqiao volunteered.

"No need, no need, one copy for each of us is just right, we can finish writing it quickly."

"Alright then, hurry up and write, and try to get home as soon as possible. It gets dark early these days, and it's easy to run into danger."

After giving her instructions, Jiang Nanqiao put her books into her backpack and slung it over her shoulder when she saw Han Zhiruo, who had just finished using the restroom, stride back into the classroom with her long legs.

"Qiaoqiao, wait for me."

"Um?"

"It does get dark quite early now, and it's not safe for you to take the bus alone. I'll take you home."

"You... are you taking me?"

Han Zhiruo nodded. "I'm going the same way as you, so I'll have the driver give you a ride back."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Nanqiao quickly replied, "Okay, okay, then I'll wait for you."

She had seen Han Zhiruo's private car at the school gate before; it was big and spacious. She had even fantasized about riding in it someday to experience it, but she never expected the opportunity to come so soon.

So happy, so blissful!

After the two left, only He Ziyu and Jiang Chengyu remained in the classroom.

He Ziyu found a self-criticism online, deleted the irrelevant parts, and wrote a long, detailed one.

As he was finishing up, he wanted to show off to Jiang Chengyu, but when he looked up, he found that Jiang Chengyu had already put down his pen and was looking at him with his chin propped up on his hand.

"Have you finished copying it?"

"It wasn't copied, I wrote it myself." Jiang Chengyu smiled, his eyes filled with an undeniable tenderness.

"..."

Oh, this damn sense of frustration.

He Ziyu was forced to abandon his desire to show off and continued copying the last two lines with a dejected look on his face.

Finally, when it was completely dark outside, the two 800-word self-criticisms were successfully completed.

Because it was written for Jingran, He Ziyu didn't cut corners at all. He even checked the typos three times to make sure there were no problems before neatly folding the paper and putting it into his schoolbag.

"let's go!"

"Um."

The two put on their coats, picked up their schoolbags, and walked out of the classroom.

The school was quiet at this time, with only the senior students at the top level having evening self-study sessions.

In the dark corridor, He Ziyu subconsciously moved closer to Jiang Chengyu, just about to say something to liven up the atmosphere, when he heard a woman sobbing not far away.