Rebirth: My Childhood Sweetheart Came into My Arms

Back in the track and field team, the coach would check their body fat percentage every now and then. Those who exceeded the standard not only had to increase their training intensity, but were also forced to control their diet.

At that time, Jingran dared not and could not touch those high-oil and high-sugar foods.

Later, he stopped running and started indulging himself. He ate everything he used to be afraid to eat, like cakes, fried chicken, and ice cream. Before long, his weight started to skyrocket, and he has now gained more than ten pounds.

"It's only a dozen pounds, you can lose it quickly." Bei Yao comforted him. "You can eat chicken legs, but you have to control the amount. As for cakes and potato chips, just skip them. Snacks don't fill you up but are high in calories, and they're the easiest way to gain weight."

Jingran blinked her swollen, peach-like eyes and looked at Beiyao with a wronged expression: "What about the jelly cookies, soda, and sugary drinks...?"

Bei Yao, both amused and exasperated, pinched Jing Ran's cheek and asked him, "What do you think?"

……

Jing Ran finally agreed to let Bei Yao rejoin the track and field team.

As for applying to sports schools, he said there was still plenty of time, and they would discuss it later depending on the situation.

Bei Yao was very happy that Jing Ran was willing to make concessions. In fact, he knew that Jing Ran really wanted to go back, but she just lacked a way to do so.

"If you ever change your mind and want to apply to a sports school, you can contact me anytime. My dad is quite knowledgeable in this area and should be able to offer some good advice."

"Okay..."

Contrary to expectations, nothing untoward happened on their first night together after they established their relationship. They simply chatted under the covers, seemingly having endless topics to discuss. By the end, Jingran was so sleepy that she could barely keep her eyes open. She casually said goodnight and then curled up in Beiyao's arms to fall asleep.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already 10 a.m.

After washing up, Jingran went downstairs and found that Beiyao was already learning flower arranging from his mother.

"This planting method is called overlapping, and it's more suitable for flat plants, such as Galax leaves, sunflowers... Hey, my baby's awake?"

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Jing Ran tiptoeing past her. Jing's mother immediately turned around and flashed a bright smile.

Jing Ran: "..."

That smile... it's kind of creepy.

"Are you hungry? Mom steamed your favorite meat buns and made freshly squeezed soy milk with sugar!"

"Well……"

Before Jingran could speak, his mother put down the scissors and went to the kitchen to bring him a plate of steaming buns and a cup of warm soy milk.

Jingran looked at the steamed bun, rubbed her eyes, and wondered if she was dreaming.

He has loved his mother's steamed buns since he was a child. They are fragrant and soft, but his mother always finds them troublesome and is unwilling to make them. Every time he says he wants to eat them, he gets a heartless reply: "You look just like a steamed bun."

"This...you made this?" Jingran was flattered and couldn't help but ask for confirmation.

"If I didn't make these, who did?" Mrs. Jing raised an eyebrow. "I got up before seven to make these, kneading the dough and mixing the filling. I was exhausted. Come on, try them and see if they're good!"

Jingran sat blankly at the dining table, picked up a steamed bun and took a bite.

Plump and fluffy, sizzling with oil, it's the same recipe, the same familiar taste.

"Mmm...delicious..."

"Eat more if you like it!" Jing's mother smiled and looked at Jing Ran with loving eyes, a stark contrast to her appearance yesterday.

Jingran ate two steamed buns and looked up to find his mother still staring at him with a smile, which made him feel a little uneasy.

"Mom, you..."

"I heard from Yao Yao that you agreed to go back to the track and field team?" Jing's mother asked softly, her hands clasped together, her eyes full of expectation.

Jingran swallowed hard. "Ah, yes..."

Upon hearing this, Jing's mother excitedly slammed her hand on the table, nearly knocking the soy milk out of the cup.

"That's a good son for his mother!"

"..."

Bei Yao, who was arranging flowers, turned around and said, "I've already told Auntie about our conversation. To celebrate your epiphany, she ordered all the running shoes in your shopping cart for you."

Upon hearing this, Jingran instantly jumped up from her chair.

"You've already placed orders? Really?"

"Of course it's true," said Jing's mother. "Three limited edition pairs. Your mother really went all out this time."

The sudden surprise left Jingran completely bewildered and in a daze.

I woke up to find not only meat buns to eat, but also three pairs of new shoes!

He wouldn't even dare to dream of doing that!

Jingran was so excited that she couldn't eat her steamed buns anymore. She rolled up her trousers and started running wildly, from downstairs to upstairs and then back downstairs.

Only when he was so exhausted that he collapsed on the sofa did Jing's mother announce something else to him.

"Starting today, Yao Yao will be your supervisor and strictly control your weight."

"If you can lose the weight within the specified time, you will both receive a reward, but if you can't..."

Jing's mother took out her phone and pretended to swipe twice.

"I recently saw a rolling pin made of jujube wood. It's said to be very hard and won't crack or warp..."

"Don't worry, Mom!" Jingran interrupted her mother with a look of horror. "I'll definitely lose weight!"

……

Happy times are always fleeting.

As Bei Yao prepared to go home in the evening, while waiting for the bus, Jing's mother handed him a beautiful envelope.

"Here is an invitation to a business dinner. If you have time that day, your uncle and I will take you and Xiao Jing to attend."

"A business dinner?" Bei Yao was slightly taken aback, his gaze falling on the gold-embossed text in the center of the envelope.

"These kinds of banquets are usually for promoting relationships between companies. Many big names will be there. You and Xiao Jing won't have to do anything; just get to know them."

Five minutes later, the Jing family's driver parked the car at the entrance. After saying goodbye to Jing's mother, Bei Yao left with the invitation.

The driver was arranged by Jing's mother, who said she would only feel at ease if he was personally driven home. Bei Yao did not refuse and thanked Jing's mother before accepting the offer.

In the car, Bei Yao opened the envelope.

Inside the envelope was an invitation, black with gold lettering, quite luxuriously designed, with the words "Jointly organized by [Group Name] and [Group Name]" at the bottom.

Business dinners were a foreign concept to Beiyao.

He came from an ordinary family. His mother ran a small business, and his father stopped participating in sports after being injured and became a taxi driver. Although he was well-off, there was an insurmountable gap between him and the so-called "high society".

Fortunately, his family is harmonious enough.

Having grown up in a warm environment, Bei Yao is very confident and does not consider himself inferior because of material differences. Therefore, he can also act very freely when facing Jing Ran.

After a while, Bei Yao folded the invitation in half and was about to put the envelope back when he suddenly noticed that there was something else inside.

It is a bank card.

There was a sticky note on the bank card, and the handwriting on it was clearly written by Jing's mother.

"Yaoyao, this card contains your dating fund. Xiaojing is my only (biological) son, so please don't mistreat him! ^_^"

Bei Yao held the bank card, a slight smile playing on his lips.

They said they didn't want to mistreat Jingran, but the money ended up in his hands.

Jing's mother's actions were really adorable.

……

On Monday, He Ziyu and Jiang Chengyu arrived at school early.

Jiang Chengyu received a notification on a weekend evening that district leaders were coming to inspect the area and that he should call upon student union members to handle the reception.

So Jiang Chengyu called on He Ziyu and the ministers of other departments.

Although Jing Ran was also a minister, Jiang Chengyu didn't tell him about it because he was often late and prone to making mistakes at crucial moments.

Stand tall! Keep the banners neatly unfurled!

"Stop looking so listless, everyone! And you girl over there, zip your zipper up a bit, aren't you cold in the middle of winter?"

"Today, you are the face of No. 8 Middle School! What is the face? It's the first impression you make! A good impression is half the battle, and we can't afford to lose at the starting line!"

Tangyuan was holding a megaphone and talking incessantly, her whole body was like it had been injected with chicken blood, and her eyes were shining.

The Lan Yuan incident and coming out incident have brought his teaching career to an unprecedented bottleneck. This visit by district leaders is undoubtedly an excellent opportunity for him to turn things around.

"Are you sleepy? Do you want some mints?" Jiang Chengyu saw that He Ziyu was still sleepy-eyed and regretted calling him to participate in this activity.

But He Ziyu didn't think so.

He would be willing to do something with Jiang Chengyu, even if it meant getting up an hour earlier or working through the night.

Before He Ziyu could answer, Jiang Chengyu had already quickly peeled a piece of candy and stuffed it into his mouth.

After being with He Ziyu, he got used to carrying candy with him. Sometimes when he was bored, he would eat a few pieces. Jiang Chengyu even thought that on the day he and He Ziyu got married, he would choose mint-flavored candy for the wedding, as well as mint-flavored shampoo, shower gel, and air freshener at home.

At 7:00 a.m. sharp, the cars of the district leaders and the principal stopped at the school gate, and several men with big bellies got out of the cars one after another.

Under Jiang Chengyu's direction, the students unfurled a banner and shouted welcome slogans with the utmost enthusiasm.

"Welcome, distinguished leaders, to our school!"

"Eighth Middle School, Eighth Middle School, on the road to success!"

Tangyuan greeted the leaders with a beaming smile, her chubby face full of eagerness.

The principal of No. 8 Middle School is usually away from home, and it's rare for him to come back today. He'd better do his best; whether he can keep his year-end bonus depends on this...

"Judging by Director Tang's figure, you've been eating well lately, haven't you?" The principal glanced at Tang Yuan'er and said, half-complaining and half-teasing.

Tangyuan: "Haha...the food at our school has always been great!"

The principal continued walking, suppressing the faint smile on his lips, and said, "I have read the email you sent me. Your reflection is not bad, but you only mentioned your mistakes throughout the entire email, without tracing the root cause or proposing corresponding solutions."

Tangyuan lowered her head, not daring to utter a sound.

"Come to my office in a bit," the principal said. "And bring those two kids with you too; I want to meet them personally."

Upon hearing this, Tangyuan's heart skipped a beat.

"Um, Principal, I've already reprimanded both children, you see..."

"Criticism alone won't do," the principal retorted coldly. "The biggest reason this happened is the lack of sex education for teenagers. Treating the symptoms is not as effective as addressing the root cause. Only by solving the problem at its source can we prevent future troubles. Do I really need to teach you such a simple truth?"