Rebirth: My Childhood Sweetheart Came into My Arms

"Brother Yu, can you hear me?"

He Ziyu suddenly perked up, sat up straight, and gently kneaded Jiang Chengyu's left hand.

He clearly felt Jiang Chengyu's finger twitch just now; it was definitely not a hallucination.

He consulted with doctors these past few days about whether patients can hear external sounds while in a coma. The doctors said that if the coma is not deep, then he can hear some sounds, but he is unable to respond due to his physical condition.

"Brother Yu, if you can hear me, please move your finger again, okay?" He Ziyu was convinced that Jiang Chengyu had heard him, and his voice choked slightly with emotion.

On the hospital bed, Jiang Chengyu gently closed her eyes, her long eyelashes casting a light shadow on her lower eyelids, as quiet as an oil painting.

This time, He Ziyu did not receive the response he expected.

Just as I was about to comfort myself that this was at least a good sign, the attending physician pushed open the door and walked in.

Every day, the doctor would come to examine Jiang Chengyu. During the examination, He Ziyu relayed the situation he had just encountered to the doctor.

"It's a good thing that the patient is responding. We'll observe him further, and he should get better and better," the doctor reassured He Ziyu.

……

That night, He Ziyu insisted on staying to keep him company at the bedside.

Jiang Chengyu's reaction during the day gave him hope, making him feel that his brother Yu might wake up at any moment. He wanted to make sure he could be by Jiang Chengyu's side when he did.

Seeing his resolute attitude, Shen Murou did not stop him.

She knew that the person Jiang Chengyu cared about most was He Ziyu, and she also knew that He Ziyu and Jiang Chengyu had always had a lot to talk about over the years.

With him by her side, Jiang Chengyu wouldn't be willing to sleep forever.

To make it easier to stay by Jiang Chengyu's side, He Ziyu rented a folding bed and set it up next to him. When he slept, he faced Jiang Chengyu, his hand hooked around Jiang Chengyu's finger by the bedside, never letting go for a moment.

After all, Jiang Chengyu's temperature was inexplicably reassuring, allowing me to sleep soundly.

However, that night, He Ziyu had an unprecedented nightmare that he hadn't had in many years.

In his dream, it was the same devastating fire from his past life again. He and Jiang Chengyu were huddled together in a room, coughing incessantly from the thick smoke, almost suffocating.

He Ziyu frowned, his body swaying back and forth. He was clearly terrified, but he couldn't wake up no matter what he did.

Until a familiar voice reached my ears:

"Ayu..."

"Ayu, I'm here..."

With each call, the beams of the old house in my dream seemed about to collapse.

Just as the piece of wood, enveloped in flames, was about to detach from the roof, He Ziyu suddenly awoke, his breathing becoming rapid.

"Ayu, did you have a nightmare?"

"Um……"

He Ziyu replied without even thinking.

Two seconds later, he suddenly realized something and turned around abruptly.

Wherever his gaze fell, Jiang Chengyu was looking at him with wide eyes and a worried expression.

He Ziyu immediately sprang up from the folding bed and pounced on Jiang Chengyu like a madman.

"Brother Yu, you're awake? Am I dreaming?"

Jiang Chengyu: "Didn't you just wake up from a dream?"

He Ziyu was slightly dazed.

yes……

Wasn't he just woken up by a nightmare?

Realizing he was in reality, He Ziyu burst into tears of joy, large tears streaming down his face.

During the days Jiang Chengyu was in a coma, he didn't shed a single tear.

Now that Jiang Chengyu has woken up, the door to his heart, which he had been guarding so tightly, was as if it had been swept open by a torrent. The grievances, tension, and anxiety that had accumulated over a long period of time came rushing in, enveloping him completely.

Jiang Chengyu weakly raised her hand and wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes.

"Ayu, don't cry, I'm perfectly fine, aren't I?"

"Good...good what!" He Ziyu wiped away his tears without caring about his image. "You've been in a coma for three whole days, and it's almost the fourth day. The doctor said the longer you're in a coma, the harder it is to wake up, and there's a possibility of long-term effects...It's not just me, your parents, my parents, and Xiao Jingyao, Ruoruo Qiaoqiao are all going crazy with worry!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chengyu slightly curled the corners of his lips, "Looks like I'm quite popular."

Seeing that Jiang Chengyu was still in the mood to joke even in his condition, He Ziyu knew that he must have really woken up, so he quickly pulled out the folding bed and moved a chair next to him.

"Brother Yu, are you feeling unwell anywhere? Let me call a nurse for you." He Ziyu said, about to press the call button, but Jiang Chengyu stopped him.

"Ayu, I want to spend some time alone with you."

Jiang Chengyu had just woken up, and his body's functions were still in standby mode. He was weak and listless, which made him look particularly pitiful.

He Ziyu nodded and sat down again.

"Let's wait until dawn to call it again; there are only a few hours left anyway."

"Um……"

He Ziyu brought a straw and fed Jiang Chengyu a little warm water, then helped him move his stiff limbs. After he finished, Jiang Chengyu took his hand and said, "Ayu, thank you for your hard work."

"Since you know I'm suffering, you should recover as soon as possible so you can take good care of me."

"Okay, I'll try my best..."

With Jiang Chengyu's comforting words, He Ziyu finally stopped crying and returned to his "all-powerful Little He" state.

Actually, he was really scared these past few days, especially at night. He couldn't help but have wild thoughts, worrying that if Jiang Chengyu didn't wake up, his life would have been wasted.

Although the idea of ​​living for others may seem pretentious, He Ziyu truly believed it and wholeheartedly considered protecting Jiangcheng Yu as his greatest goal in life.

So if Jiang Chengyu were to suffer any serious injury or death, even if the responsibility did not lie with him, he might very well become despondent and completely lose hope in life.

Fortunately, Jiang Chengyu eventually woke up, pulling him back from the brink of despair and ushering in a kind of "second rebirth".

……

Seeing that Jiang Chengyu was in good spirits, He Ziyu told him about what had happened in the past few days and that Han Zhiruo and Jiang Nanqiao were also in Yuecheng. They would come to visit him as soon as they heard that he had woken up the next day.

After a while, the sky outside the window began to lighten.

Jiang Chengyu suddenly remembered something and asked He Ziyu, "Ayu, what did you dream about just now that made you so scared?"

He Ziyu frowned and said, "It's nothing, I just dreamt about a fire..."

He remembered that the last time he had this dream was in high school, and he hadn't had it for many years. He suddenly dreamed about it today, and he didn't know if it was because he was under too much pressure lately.

After a long pause, Jiang Chengyu said, "I dreamed about it too."

"What?"

"A raging fire spread everywhere, and we huddled together. It seemed to be an old house, and after burning for a short while, things started falling down..." Jiang Chengyu's gaze drifted blankly as he recalled the scene from his dream. "I held you in my arms and sang to you to keep you awake, but you still fell asleep..."

Then I woke up.

After hearing Jiang Chengyu's account, He Ziyu was speechless.

The fire he dreamed of was not an ordinary fire.

Rather, it refers to things they truly experienced in their past lives.

Is it...

"Brother Yu, what else did you dream about?" He Ziyu asked impatiently.

Jiang Chengyu thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "That's all."

Although the content of the dream was very clear, he only dreamed of this short, incomplete segment, as if it were a memory extracted from someone's mind.

He Ziyu breathed a slight sigh of relief upon hearing this.

Perhaps it's just a coincidence?

It just so happens that Jiang Chengyu and he are kindred spirits and had the same dream?

With his brain exhausted, He Ziyu had no time to think about such a complicated problem. He pressed the call button and summoned a nurse to examine Jiang Chengyu.

……

After Jiang Chengyu woke up, relatives and friends came to visit her one after another, and even people from her company came in groups to check in.

On the day of their discharge, the six-person team reunited.

Jingran took leave from the team and came to the hospital early in the morning with a banner that read "Congratulations to Xiao Jiang on his discharge from the hospital," which made everyone laugh and cry.

"Xiao Jing, this is too much! You even printed a banner?" Jiang Nanqiao curiously took out her phone and took a picture of the banner. "I have to post this weird thing on my WeChat Moments so everyone can see it."

"That's nothing, there's more." Jingran said smugly, "You'll see when you get home."

To make Jiang Nanqiao and Han Zhiruo more comfortable, He Ziyu specially gave them the key to Fenglin Garden so they could stay there temporarily.

Hearing Jing Ran say this, his first thought was that Jiang Nanqiao and Han Zhiruo had done a thorough cleaning for him.

However, the truth is...

"Thump thump thump thump—!"

The moment the security door opened, He Ziyu thought he had traveled through time.

Paper-cut window decorations, the character for "double happiness," small chili peppers, red lanterns...

The originally elegant room was transformed into a bridal chamber.

"this……"

"How about it? Isn't it incredibly festive!" Jingran introduced enthusiastically, "These things were all brought to me by my mom from her mom. She said they were blessed and bring good fortune. After arranging everything like this, I guarantee that you and Yu-ge's future will be smooth sailing, like two dragons playing with a pearl, three yangs bringing prosperity, and four..."

"Honey, let's not block the doorway, can we let the patient in first?" Bei Yao wrapped his arm around Jing Ran's waist and pulled him aside like a little chick. "Also, usually only religious artworks are consecrated, I've never seen anyone consecrate window decorations or the character '福' (fortune)."

Jing Ran: "..."

After a while, six people entered the room.

"You took advantage of Ruoruo and me being away and turned Ayu and Yu's house into this mess, are you trying to make them get married right here?" Jiang Nanqiao crossed her arms. "If that's what you're thinking, I don't mind, hehe~"

The feeling of watching a couple you've been shipping for ten years finally get together right before your eyes is indescribable.

"I think it's a good idea!" Jingran quickly agreed, "But Brother Yu is still quite weak, so we'll probably have to skip the wedding night."

"Don't worry about that..."

Amidst the laughter, He Ziyu's phone suddenly rang.

The caller ID showed Jiang Guosheng.

He quickly went to a quiet corner and answered the phone.

"Hey, Uncle."

"Ah Yu, do you have time now? I'd like to meet with you."