Rebirth: My Childhood Sweetheart Came into My Arms

"This is a Lao Gan Ma egg sandwich that I made myself," He Ziyu said, handing the sandwich to Jiang Chengyu. "I tried one, it's alright, just a tiny bit spicy."

Jiang Chengyu: "..."

Lao Gan Ma chili sauce, eggs, sandwiches...

This name is really catchy.

Jiang Chengyu took the sandwich wrapped in plastic wrap and saw a heart drawn on it with ketchup. It was probably because it had been in his backpack for too long, so the heart was squeezed and a little crooked, with some sauce spilling out from the edge, giving it a strangely bloody look.

He Ziyu scratched his head awkwardly, "Well, it wasn't like this when it was first made..."

His original intention was to add a little fun and make Jiang Chengyu happy, but he didn't expect it to backfire and turn a perfectly good breakfast into a culinary disaster.

Just as He Ziyu was thinking that if Jiang Chengyu didn't want to eat, so be it, he could just take care of it himself, Jiang Chengyu in front of him had already torn open the plastic wrap and taken a bite without hesitation.

Then came the second bite, the third bite...

Before He Ziyu could react, the sandwich was already gone.

Jiang Chengyu spread out his right hand and extended it in front of He Ziyu.

He Ziyu: "Hmm?"

Jiang Chengyu: "Milk."

"Oh right." He Ziyu took out a carton of milk from his bag, thinking that Jiang Chengyu must have been disgusted and wanted to use milk to suppress the taste.

If I'd known, he wouldn't have bothered with any innovation...

Lost in self-reproach, He Ziyu didn't notice that Jiang Chengyu was smiling and looking at him with a hint of doting affection.

He peeled off the straw with one hand, took a sip from the milk, and then said to He Ziyu, "This is the first time I've ever had a sandwich with Lao Gan Ma chili sauce flavor."

He Ziyu subconsciously pursed his lips. "You love spicy food, so I thought I'd try something different... But don't worry, there won't be a next time. I promise I won't experiment on you again."

Jiang Chengyu originally just wanted to tease He Ziyu and see how he would react, but unexpectedly he captured the whole process of the little guy going from expectation to disappointment, and then from disappointment to self-blame.

"Ayu".

"Um?"

"You can make this for me every day from now on," Jiang Chengyu said with a deep smile that reached his eyes. "This is the best sandwich I've ever eaten, really."

He Ziyu looked completely bewildered.

Is Jiang Chengyu trying to comfort him?

After all, he was always so gentle and always put the other person's feelings first.

He Ziyu even felt that even if he made a sandwich that tasted like shit, Jiang Chengyu would still have the nerve to eat it.

While he was pondering, the school bell rang. Jiang Chengyu patted He Ziyu's head and said, "Let's go back to our seats."

……

He Ningqiu's seat was in the first row of the classroom, a long way from He Ziyu in the second-to-last row. The reason was that He Lianghan had called the homeroom teacher Bao Yuan before the start of the semester and said that He Ningqiu was a reliable child and hoped that she would give him special attention. So Bao Yuan put his seat in the first row with the best view.

He Ziyu could not obtain this.

He didn't want to see He Ningqiu's face for even a second; keeping it far away was the best way to avoid seeing it.

A moment later, the homeroom teacher began to speak. He Ziyu felt Jiang Chengyu nudge his shoulder from behind. Immediately afterward, a crumpled piece of paper was tossed onto his desk, rolled a few times, and stopped in front of his pencil case.

He Ziyu picked up the crumpled paper and unfolded it.

Jiang Chengyu's flowing handwriting came into view.