Rebirth: My Childhood Sweetheart Came into My Arms

"Okay."

Unexpectedly, He Ziyu did not refuse his self-recommendation.

"Do whatever you want. This is your home. Nobody treats you like an outsider."

He Ziyu said this with a smile, as if he really thought so.

You know, he watched He Ningqiu act for seven years in his previous life. He may not have eaten pork, but he's seen pigs run. Now, the fifteen-year-old He Ningqiu is obviously much less skilled than him.

"Ah Yu is right, this will be your home from now on, so don't be too reserved," He Lianghan said. "However, you two are both students, so you should prioritize your studies and not waste too much time on this."

He Ningqiu nodded and said nothing more.

……

After breakfast, the Ho family's hired driver took the two of them to school.

This was He Ningqiu's first time riding in such a luxurious car. After getting in, she touched and looked around with great curiosity.

But soon, the light in his eyes dimmed.

All of this should have belonged to him.

If it weren't for He Ziyu, he would have been his father's only son, and wouldn't have had to suffer outside for so many years, nor would he have to act like a country bumpkin, getting so excited just to ride in a nicer car.

He Ziyu knew that He Ningqiu was probably secretly grumbling to himself, so he ignored him and simply closed his eyes to rest.

After a long while, the car stopped at the entrance of No. 8 Middle School.

At that time, the school gate was crowded with people because it was the first day of school. School leaders also came out in full force to personally welcome students into the school.

He Ziyu opened the car door and got out, walking straight ahead. He Ningqiu quickly followed, afraid of losing He Ziyu.

He previously attended a middle school in a small city. The school was very small, unlike No. 8 Middle School, which looked like a castle from afar. He always felt that he would get lost if he was not careful.

Upon entering the school, He Ziyu bowed respectfully to the leaders and greeted them.

This year's dean of students was promoted from the junior high school. His surname was Tang and his given name was Kai. Because he was short and a little chubby, the students usually respectfully called him "Tangyuan" (meaning "glutinous rice ball").

Back in junior high, He Ziyu was a thorn in Tang Kai's side. Not only were his grades terrible, but he also made a mess of the school all the time.

Tang Kai had thought more than once about twisting He Ziyu into a pretzel and deep-frying him.

"Hello, Director Tang!"

When passing by Tang Kai, He Ziyu deliberately turned up his voice.

Tang Kai glanced at He Ziyu, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

School uniform – acceptable.

Hairstyle - Pass.

Etiquette – Qualified.

The key point is that I wasn't late.

Tang Kai tried hard to recall.

During junior high school, He Ziyu was often late or left early. He even turned his school uniform into a fashion trend, either rolling up the pant legs or leaving the collar open. In short, he could never wear it properly.

But today, He Ziyu wore his school uniform very properly, with the zipper even pulled up below his neck, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Just as he was wondering what was going on, He Ziyu had already walked away. Tang Kai stroked his chin, lost in thought.

……

When He Ziyu arrived at Class 7, Jiang Chengyu was writing today's class schedule on the blackboard.

In the sunlight, the boy's school uniform sleeves were rolled up to his forearms, revealing his well-defined wrists. His slender fingers held half a piece of chalk and wrote powerful, flowing characters.

He Ziyu leaned against the door frame, not calling out to him, and just watched him finish writing the timetable.

After a while, Jiang Chengyu put down the chalk and turned around. When she saw He Ziyu at the door, a gentle smile instantly filled her eyes.

"Good morning, Brother Yu." He Ziyu walked over, slung his backpack over his left shoulder, and went to get a sandwich.

He Ningqiu, standing not far away, stood frozen in place, her heart pounding wildly.

Just now, when he was standing behind He Ziyu, Jiang Chengyu looked over at him from the same angle as he was looking at him. The moment their eyes met, he was so stunned by Jiang Chengyu's smile that he couldn't breathe.

He Ningqiu felt that she might have fallen in love at first sight.