Rebirth: My Childhood Sweetheart Came into My Arms

Actually, Jiang Nanqiao hesitated for a long time before today, not knowing whether she should tell others about this.

After all, Han Zhiruo hadn't made it clear, and she cared a lot about this friendship. If her whispered complaints behind her back were to leak out, their relationship would only become more awkward.

Just as Jiang Nanqiao was determined to process the situation on her own, Han Zhiruo called to question her about whether her changes to her class assignments were related to her.

Jiang Nanqiao dared not admit it and stammered, trying to evade the question.

As a result, Han Zhiruo became unhappy.

After that call, Han Zhiruo never contacted her again, and she didn't have the courage to break the ice, so the two have been in a "cold war" ever since.

After listening to Jiang Nanqiao's account, He Ziyu and Jiang Chengyu both fell silent.

"I really don't know what to do, so I called you all out to hear your opinions..." Jiang Nanqiao bit her lip, her expression more conflicted than ever before.

She is not an indecisive person, but this time is an exception.

half an hour...

"So what problem are you trying to solve now?" He Ziyu asked. "Do you want to get back together with Ruo Ruo, or...?"

"I want to figure out what it feels like to like someone." Jiang Nanqiao raised her head, her beautiful eyes sparkling with starlight.

She has never liked a boy or a girl in her entire life.

The word "like" is like a distant mountain shrouded in mist to him, indistinct and unclear.

"The feeling of liking someone is..." He Ziyu thought for a moment, "Your image will always appear in your mind, you want to give him all the good things, you will be happy and excited when you see him, and you will involuntarily imagine your future together."

After saying that, he looked at Jiang Chengyu and asked, "Brother Yu, what do you think?"

Jiang Chengyu pondered for a moment and said:

"I think... liking someone means wanting to share every little thing with them, hoping that every corner of your life can bear their mark."

Across from her, Jiang Nanqiao listened silently to their stories, slowly stirring her coffee with her right hand, meticulously matching each detail to the others.

She would often think of Han Zhiruo, and seeing her would make her happy. She would also want to share even the smallest things with her.

So, is this what liking someone means?

"On the other hand, I don't think your current cold war is a bad thing," He Ziyu said. "Sometimes people are easily blinded by emotions, and only decisions made after truly calming down are the most truthful and reliable."

"This is a good time for you to think things through carefully and see if you can accept life without Ruoruo."

"If possible, prove that she was just a passing scene in your life, something to be seen and then forgotten."

"If not, you will hold on tightly to that person who is important to you without us saying anything."

He Ziyu's words made Jiang Nanqiao feel much better.

She was initially worried that what she was doing might be a bit selfish, but now that she thinks about it, it wasn't selfishness, it was just that she was serious about the relationship.

"That's exactly what I was thinking," Jiang Nanqiao said. "I wanted to figure out my true feelings, so I deliberately distanced myself from her to give myself time to think..."

"Of course, this is not only a test for me, but also for Ruoruo..."

He Ziyu: "Aren't you pretty smart? You don't need us to give you any pointers."

Jiang Nanqiao scratched her head sheepishly, "Actually, I was just feeling really pent up and wanted to talk to someone. Luckily, you and Brother Yu didn't reject me..."

"How could we possibly refuse? We all love hearing relationship gossip the most." He Ziyu couldn't help but chuckle. "But it was wise of you not to call Xiao Jing out, otherwise this would have been common knowledge in two days."

"Oh dear, our thoughts coincide again."

Under He Ziyu's teasing, the atmosphere quickly became lively, and Jiang Nanqiao was no longer as gloomy as when she first arrived.

Before leaving, Jiang Nanqiao instructed the two not to tell Han Zhiruo what had happened that day.

"Don't worry, she won't tell." He Ziyu reassured her. "We'll also help you see if Ruoruo is sincere towards you. If she really cares about you, she won't keep throwing a tantrum over such a small thing."

After seeing Jiang Nanqiao off, He Ziyu and Jiang Chengyu headed home.

On the way, Jiang Chengyu suddenly thought of something and asked He Ziyu, "Just now at the coffee shop, you said that when you like someone, you can't help but fantasize about your future with them... So, have you ever imagined our future?"

"Of course I've thought about it," He Ziyu said, linking his arm with Jiang Chengyu's. "After we graduate from high school, we'll go to the same university. Our majors can be different, but we have to be on the same campus. I'll accompany you to class when I'm off, and you'll accompany me to class when you're off..."

"After graduation, I'll intern at He's, and you'll intern at Jiang's. If you have the funds, rent an apartment in the city."

"The house doesn't need to be too big, just a kitchen and a bathroom will do. We can cook together, clean together, and make our little home neat and tidy. Then we can bring Eryu over to keep us company."

"Oh, by the way, we also want to go to concerts, go skiing, bungee jumping, rock climbing... basically all those things we've never done before, I want to do them with you slowly..."

As He Ziyu gazed at the bustling traffic on the street, various images of the future flashed through his mind, filling him with immense peace and tranquility.

He didn't want to live a particularly dramatic life.

He only wanted to stay with those who loved him and those he loved, and to make his ordinary life meaningful.

That's enough.

……

Early Monday morning, Liu Wen peeked through the back door of Class 1 and called He Ziyu out to conduct a "face-to-face transaction" with him.

"Let me tell you, this task is so easy for me. Call me again if there are any good opportunities like this in the future!"

In a secluded corner of the corridor, Liu Wen handed the recording pen to He Ziyu.

Just as He Ziyu was about to take it, Liu Wen pulled it back again.

"Hey, where's the money? We agreed on cash on delivery."

"How would I know if you really recorded it if I didn't check?" He Ziyu glanced at him. "Look at that big head sticking out of your neck, all you seem to know is stupidity. If I wanted to fool you, I'd at least find a crowded place. Trying to play tricks on you here, are you looking for trouble?"

Liu Wen snorted, "At least you have some self-awareness."

He Ziyu snatched the recorder, turned it on, and held it to his ear.

Lan Yuan's voice is very distinctive, and most of the insults directed at him are about being gay or something similar. Although they're not very original, they're enough.

After inspecting the goods, He Ziyu handed a bank card to Liu Wen.

"There's five thousand yuan inside. The password is 123456. Call and check it yourself."

"Okay!"

Liu Wen was overjoyed when he received the bank card, just like a 200-pound baboon.

……

When He Ziyu returned to the classroom, the female devil had already given him the sample curls.

Class 1 has a test every day during morning reading time. After school, everyone has to stay in the classroom to finish grading the test papers before going home.

These strict rules seemed somewhat cruel to students in other classes, but He Ziyu enjoyed them.

After all, humans are inherently difficult to resist laziness, and having rules and regulations is always better than letting people run wild.

After the bell rang, the female boss collected the test papers, and the teacher for the first class seamlessly entered the classroom.

The teaching speed in the elite classes can be described as "lightning fast".

During the morning classes, He Ziyu hardly had any time to be distracted; his notebook was filled with dense notes.

He finally made it to lunch break and couldn't wait to stand up from his chair, stretching out his arms and giving a big yawn.

"Ugh, I feel like I'm falling behind, what should I do..."

"Me too. I used to be able to get by in the middle to upper class in Class 4, but now I'm at the bottom."

"Don't be discouraged, there are still two years left!"

Two girls next to her were complaining while encouraging each other, creating a scene that was both "real" and "human."

After stretching, He Ziyu went to find Jiang Chengyu.

"Brother Yu, did you understand everything Teacher Li talked about in class?"

"More or less," Jiang Chengyu said, closing his textbook. "Is there anything you don't understand?"

He Ziyu was already thoroughly exhausted by the female demon's rap-like teaching speed, and hearing Jiang Chengyu say this made him feel even more heartbroken.

Jiang Chengyu's use of "almost" actually meant "understood".

This damn modesty...

"I'll be honest, I didn't understand at least half of what she said, especially the second half, it was like gibberish..."

"It's okay, I'll tell you slowly after school."

"That's exactly what I was waiting for you to say," He Ziyu said with a smirk, bending down to whisper in Jiang Chengyu's ear, "Having a boyfriend who's a top student is truly a blessing."

Jiang Chengyu was amused, grabbed He Ziyu's wrist and pulled him down, whispering in his ear, "Having a boyfriend who's a slacker is even better, you can feel his presence every day."

Upon hearing this, He Ziyu poked Jiang Chengyu's forehead with his index finger and said, "What do you mean by 'academic failure'? I've already pieced together a human form by now..."

As they were chatting, He Ziyu's phone vibrated twice. He took it out and saw that it was Jing Ran urging them to go eat.

"Xiao Jing is already at the cafeteria, let's go too."

"Um."

The two walked out together. Just as they were about to call out to Han Zhiruo as they passed her seat, they saw the girl at the next table place a beautifully packaged lunchbox on her desk.

"Ruoruo, are you going to the cafeteria for lunch today? If not, you can eat my bento. I brought too much, and I can't eat it all by myself."

Han Zhiruo looked at the lunchbox, hesitated for a moment, and said "Thank you".

Han Zhiruo didn't have dinner with them the past two days, saying that her teacher had something to discuss with her. At the time, He Ziyu thought she was genuinely busy, but he only learned the real reason after talking with Jiang Nanqiao yesterday.

"Ruoruo, aren't you going to the cafeteria?" He Ziyu asked as usual.

"I'm not going."

"Alright then, we'll head over there first."

He Ziyu saw through it but didn't expose it, and walked out of the classroom with Jiang Chengyu.

"Brother Yu, how long do you think their cold war will last?"

"It depends on who breaks down first," Jiang Chengyu said. "If it were me, I probably couldn't even last a day."

The two chatted as they walked toward the cafeteria, when they were suddenly stopped by a figure just as they reached the entrance.

He Ziyu looked up and instantly met Lan Yuan's annoying face.

This guy...

Wow, it came to us so quickly!