Rebirth: My Childhood Sweetheart Came into My Arms

Lan Yuan was getting really annoyed.

He was already furious. Not only could Liu Wen not speak properly, but he also kept buzzing around like a fly. He really wanted to slap him to death against the tree trunk next to him.

"Yuan, Yuan-ge, why are you in such a hurry? I'm just worried about you, afraid you'll embarrass yourself. And what if you lose...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Lan Yuan glared at him fiercely.

Liu Wen immediately shut up.

After Lan Yuan made those harsh remarks at the dinner party that day, someone asked him what he would do if he lost. Lan Yuan was drunk at the time, so he slammed his hand on the table and said, "If I lose, I'll confess my love to him in front of the whole school."

As soon as he said that, the people in the private room started to make a fuss. Some whistled, some clapped, and some said he had gone mad.

Lan Yuan didn't take it seriously, and was even a little arrogant.

He felt he wouldn't lose.

Even if the sun rises in the west and the river flows backward, he will not lose.

Pulling his thoughts back, Lan Yuan noticed that Liu Wen was keeping his mouth shut, nudging him with his body while making "woo woo woo" sounds.

艹。

"I told you to say less, not to pretend you're mute."

Liu Wen stopped nudging the people and pointed at the truck: "They're leaving!"

After unloading the last few boxes, the driver slammed the truck door shut with a loud "bang".

Immediately afterwards, Lan Yuan saw He Ziyu stand up from the stone bench and get into the private car next to him.

"Brother Yuan, why don't you go over and say hello to them? Ask them where they're moving to, um, I mean with He Ningqiu, not He Ziyu..."

There was a time when He Ziyu was at his naughtiest, and he made Zhou Ying so angry that she cried. Between sobs, she said, "If only I had a son like Jiang Chengyu." He Ziyu rolled his eyes and said that he also wanted a mother like Shen Murou, who was elegant and good at making money.

Looking back now, that must have been the most outrageous lie he had ever told in all these years.

"Mom, look, these are the flowers Yu bought for you." He Ziyu felt a little awkward holding such a large bouquet of flowers, so he used them as a way to present them to his mother.

Zhou Ying loved lilies the most, and when she saw such a large bouquet of fragrant lilies, her lips almost curled up to her ears.

"My goodness, Cheng Yu is so thoughtful! I really like these flowers, I'll go and set them up in a bit."

……

After greeting Zhou Ying and He Lianghan, Jiang Chengyu, led by He Ziyu, went to his room.

The layouts of the villas in Bishuiwan are basically the same. When Zhou Ying asked them to choose a room that day, he deliberately chose one in the same location as Jiang Chengyu's room. This room also had a balcony, and standing on the balcony, he could see Jiang Chengyu's balcony, perfectly achieving a connection.

He Ziyu didn't pack too much stuff, and the few boxes were quickly delivered to his room.

The two sat cross-legged on the ground and began to unpack the package.

"This room has great natural light and ventilation, but the wall color isn't very nice. I'm thinking of painting it green. What do you think?"

"As long as you like it."

Jiang Chengyu smiled and deftly unpacked and categorized the boxes.

He Ziyu's organizational skills are not very good. He clearly tried his best when packing, but the boxes were still a mess when opened.

"Brother Yu, do you think it's okay for me to put up posters here?" He Ziyu stood on the bed at some point, gesturing with his hands on the bare wall.

"A poster?" Jiang Chengyu looked up. "An anime poster?"

"Of course not! I want to put up a poster on the old brick wall!" He Ziyu exclaimed excitedly. "I don't know why, but suddenly I find the music from the old brick wall incredibly catchy. That sound, the clanging and banging, it's like my skull is about to be blown off! It's so exciting!"

Jiang Chengyu: "..." This doesn't sound like a compliment.

"Anyway, I hereby declare that I'm now a fan of celebrities. If there are any concerts or anything like that in the future, remember to invite me." He Ziyu said with unwavering conviction, so much so that he almost believed it himself.

"Next year," Jiang Chengyu said. "The Old Brick Wall will be having a concert next year, but we don't know which city yet. If it's too far away..."

"We'll go even if it's far. We can take a plane, and we can stay there for a couple of days if necessary."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chengyu's eyes flickered slightly.

Living there...

Does Ayu mean to stay at the hotel with him?

Is it possible to live in the same room?

Realizing she was thinking about something strange, Jiang Chengyu quickly pulled herself back to reality, lowered her head, and hid the ripples in her eyes.

At the same time, his gaze fell on something inside the cardboard box.

It was a wooden picture frame.

The framed picture contained a painting of him and He Ziyu holding hands...