Rebirth: My Childhood Sweetheart Came into My Arms

Han Zhiruo's exaggerated reaction left everyone except Jiang Nanqiao completely baffled.

Shouldn't Bei Yao be the one to do this hero-saves-the-damsel-in-distress thing? Why does Han Zhiruo seem even more excited than him...?

Jiang Chengyu realized something, put down her chopsticks, and asked, "Ruoruo, have you had a conflict with him?"

"You didn't know?" Jiang Nanqiao was a little surprised, then came to her senses after a couple of seconds, "Oh, right, none of you were in class at that time..."

None of the three boys were in the classroom when Han Zhiruo beat up boy C, no wonder they looked so bewildered.

"What exactly happened?"

Under He Ziyu's persistent questioning, Jiang Nanqiao recounted what had happened.

Jiang Nanqiao: "It's all my fault. If I hadn't drawn those things, they wouldn't have found fault with me..."

"They're the ones who act like idiots, what does it have to do with you?" Han Zhiruo clenched her fists, her gaze fixed on boy C. "People like this who never learn should be beaten until they submit."

Bei Yao: "Girls are all little princesses. Let us rough men handle the fighting. Everyone, let's eat first. I'll go meet him in a bit."

Jingran: "What are you going to do now...?"

A glint of malice flashed in Bei Yao's eyes: "He secretly filmed my wife, so what do you think I should do?"

Han Zhiruo & Jiang Nanqiao: "Ahem..."

Jiang Chengyu & He Ziyu: "Cough cough cough..."

This display of affection is making it impossible for anyone to eat!

Jingran blushed at Bei Yao's words and had no choice but to change the subject: "We just got punished, so don't cause any more trouble. It's just a photo being taken, it's no big deal. Let him take the photo if he wants to."

Bei Yao: "He can film if he wants to. If I wanted him to die, would he just go and die?"

Jing Ran: "..."

Jing Ran ultimately failed to stop Bei Yao.

When the boy C raised his phone for the second time, Bei Yao could no longer bear it. He strode over to the table, snatched the phone from the boy C, and slammed it on the table with a "smack."

The boy, C, visibly trembled.

Bei Yao said something to him, and the boy C instantly put on a horrified expression, grabbed his plate, and ran away.

Jiang Nanqiao: "Brother Yao is pretty amazing."

Jing Ran chuckled, thinking that Bei Yao was probably using his physical advantage to threaten the other party by saying he would break his legs if he didn't obey.

He knows this routine all too well!

A short while later, Bei Yao returned to his seat.

Jiang Chengyu was a little curious and couldn't help but ask, "What did you say to him? What scared him like that?"

Bei Yao flicked his hair and arrogantly raised his chin.

"I told him that I had my eye on him and that I wanted to ask him to go to a hotel tonight so he could experience my geoduck."

Five people: "..."

"Why are you all staring at me?" Bei Yao raised an eyebrow. "This method is pretty good, especially for those with severe homophobia. You guys can try it next time."

He Ziyu awkwardly tugged at the corners of his mouth, thinking to himself that this method was only suitable for someone like Bei Yao who seemed capable of doing such things. If it were him or Jiang Chengyu, it wouldn't have such a good effect.

"Oh, right..." Bei Yao remembered something and looked at Jiang Nanqiao, "Can I see those things you drew?"

Jiang Nanqiao: "Oh no, no, I can't show that to you..."

"Why? Aren't I the main character in the painting?"

"He's the protagonist, but..."

"I know, it's BL comics, I read them all the time. Oh right, did you draw clothes for us? If we were naked, that would be fine, but I'm afraid I'd bleed to death and end up in the hospital after reading it."

"Of course she was wearing clothes!!" Jiang Nanqiao's face turned bright red. "I'm not, I'm not that depraved."

YY needs to be mindful of boundaries with the people around her, since she sees them all the time. If the drawings are too provocative and cause people to get high blood sugar just by seeing her, then she might as well drop out of school.

Bei Yao: "Take a picture of it and send it to me on WeChat later. I'll treasure it."

Jingran: "I want one too."

Jiang Nanqiao was on the verge of tears, and secretly decided to remove the picture of the two of them with their upper bodies naked, and pretend that nothing had happened.

……

After finishing his meal, He Ziyu went back to class to continue working on yesterday's homework.

Although the midterm exams are over, there are still final exams to come. He Ziyu knows that he absolutely cannot relax at this crucial juncture and must go all out to achieve a greater breakthrough.

"This question is wrong, go back and do it again, and this one too..."

Jiang Chengyu had gotten a pair of black-rimmed glasses at some point, which made him look very refined. He Ziyu couldn't help but take a second look and successfully got a flick on the forehead.

"Don't look at me, look at the question."

"But..." He Ziyu rubbed his forehead, "You're prettier than the question."

Jiang Chengyu couldn't help but laugh, but because there were other people in the classroom, she didn't dare to laugh too obviously.

So he pretended to be calm and tapped He Ziyu's test paper with the pen handle: "You can look at it however you want when you get back, but do the questions first and see how many you got wrong?"

He Ziyu looked in the direction Jiang Chengyu was looking.

Good heavens, the entire country is a sea of ​​red.

Jiang Chengyu helped grade the exam paper, which was covered in circles and crosses. He Ziyu saw it and felt a pang of pain in his heart.

"It's so hard, how can it be so hard..." He Ziyu lay on the test paper, feeling a bit of a headache.

When he was a poor student, he was bad at all subjects in a very even way. It wasn't until he started studying seriously that he realized that his subject imbalance was not just serious.

He can apply formulas to math, and he can memorize history and politics by rote...

English was the only hurdle he could never overcome.

"I just want to go abroad for two years so I don't have to study grammar anymore!" He Ziyu frantically scratched his hair. "What's with all this linking verbs, auxiliary verbs, modal verbs, transitive and intransitive verbs, predicate and non-predicate verbs... Can't we just use one verb directly?!"

Jiang Chengyu was both amused and exasperated by He Ziyu's bitter and resentful appearance, so he simply took out a mint from his pocket and stuffed it into He Ziyu's mouth, hoping that the taste of mint would cheer him up.

however……

"Sigh, I'm really worried..." He Ziyu was immersed in his own world, unable to extricate himself.

He wanted to go to the same university as Jiang Chengyu, he really wanted to, but given the current situation, he could only dream about it.

"What are you worried about? You're only in your first year of high school, you have a long time ahead of you," Jiang Chengyu comforted him.

"It's not that long at all, I'd even think five years is too short..."

"How about I lower my score?"

"You dare!" He Ziyu immediately stood up straight upon hearing this.

Jiang Chengyu has done things like deliberately getting low scores before. It's one thing if he can get into No. 8 Middle School directly after the high school entrance exam, but if he has to do it again for the college entrance exam, he'll definitely vomit blood.

"It was just a joke, why are you so excited?" Jiang Chengyu was startled by He Ziyu's loud voice and was somewhat bewildered. Even the other students in the classroom cast strange glances at the two of them.

Did the class monitor and the vice-monitor have a fight?

Can't you?

The two of them are so close, like conjoined twins...

Feeling the gazes fixed on him, He Ziyu felt a little embarrassed and quickly raised his hand to cover his face, pretending to look down at the questions.

At the same time, speaking in a volume only Jiang Chengyu could hear, he said, "Don't think I don't know how you ended up in Class 7 in the high school entrance exam..."

"Um?"

"You guessed I'd be at the back of the train, so you deliberately failed your exam and came to Class 7 to keep me company. It's so obvious, even a fool could see that."

Jiang Chengyu blushed as her little scheme was exposed, and lowered her head, saying, "No, you're overthinking it. I just had an off day..."

"Fine, fine, I didn't perform well, so whatever you say goes." He Ziyu tapped his pen repeatedly. "Anyway, the college entrance exam is different from the middle school entrance exam. If you dare to do this again, I guarantee you'll regret it, you hear me?"

Jiang Chengyu hugged her shoulders, "I'm so scared..."

He Ziyu: "→_→!"

……

After Jingran and Beiyao officially announced their relationship, the gossip about He Ziyu and Jiang Chengyu at school indeed decreased significantly. In addition, Jiang Nanqiao spread the word that "the two have been childhood friends since kindergarten," and gradually, people stopped gossiping about their inseparable relationship.

However, He Ziyu was still on edge.

After his chance encounter with Liu Wen that day, he began to suspect that the rumors were spread by that guy. After all, Liu Wen and Jiang Chengyu were not on good terms, and now he was extremely arrogant, so it was normal for him to turn around and slander them.

However, He Ziyu didn't have time to deal with that cannon fodder.

Now he has to study and manage the studio, so he's already stretched thin. As long as the cannon fodder doesn't come knocking, he'll pretend he doesn't see them.

On the weekend, He Ziyu arrived at the studio early in the morning and saw Bei Yao unpacking a package in the living room as soon as he entered.

"Brother Yao, what brings you here?" He Ziyu asked, a little surprised as he changed into slippers.

Bei Yao doesn't come to the studio often; he only comes when Jing Ran is around. But Jing Ran didn't come today, saying she had to entertain guests at home and couldn't get away.

"Ayu, quickly help me take a look at these clothes, which one looks better?"

Bei Yao sat on the ground and violently tore open the packages one by one, pulling out colorful shirts and trousers.

He Ziyu: "Wow, Yao-ge, you've struck it rich! Buying so many clothes?"

Bei Yao: "No, Gu Wang bought these for me."

"Woof woof??" Hearing Gu Wang's name, He Ziyu was even more confused. "What's going on between you two?"

"There's nothing going on between us," Bei Yao said, crumpling the messy plastic bags together. "I'm going to visit Xiao Jing's house this afternoon, and I don't want to dress too shabbily, so I asked Gu Wang to pick out some clothes for me online and send them here for you guys to help me choose."

I visited Xiao Jing's house...

So the guest Jingran was supposed to receive was Bei Yao!

He Ziyu suddenly realized, and immediately felt the weight of responsibility on his shoulders.

"I remember Xiao Jing's mom likes sporty guys, so you don't need to dress too formally. Just wear something loose like a hoodie or jeans."

He Ziyu picked and chose from a pile of clothes and quickly helped Bei Yao select some.

After changing his clothes, Bei Yao turned around in front of the full-length mirror.

"Hmm, not bad, but it feels like something's missing..."

"I know what's missing!" He Ziyu snapped his fingers. "Come with me."