Rebirth: My Childhood Sweetheart Came into My Arms

Jiang Chengyu's seat was in the last row, while He Ziyu's seat was in front of him.

He Ziyu first put the sandwiches and milk he brought from home into Jiang Chengyu's seat, and then carefully wiped the table and chair surfaces clean with tissues.

After doing all that, he sat in Jiang Chengyu's seat and stretched.

Because he was going back to school today, He Ziyu was so excited last night that he couldn't sleep and didn't fall asleep until two or three in the morning. He was busy getting ready to leave this morning and didn't feel sleepy at all. It wasn't until now, sitting in the empty classroom, bathed in the warm sunshine, that he started to feel drowsy.

He Ziyu yawned, and seeing that it was still early, he lay down on his desk, preparing to take a nap.

……

After an unknown amount of time, He Ziyu suddenly felt someone touch his shoulder.

He groggily raised his head.

In late August, the sky is high and the clouds are light. Sunlight shines through the glass into the classroom, creating clear lines of light and shadow.

Jiang Chengyu stood there in the sunlight, wearing the school uniform of No. 8 Middle School. She was tall and slender, and when she looked at him, her thin lips were slightly upturned and her eyes were bright and clear.

"Brother Yu." He Ziyu was stunned for two seconds, not knowing if this was a dream or reality, and blinked hard.

Jiang Chengyu hooked his left hand around the shoulder strap of his schoolbag, and his right hand reached out to He Ziyu's head as usual, pretending to ruffle his soft, fluffy hair. Unexpectedly, He Ziyu stood up first and opened his arms to hug him tightly.

Jiang Chengyu stood frozen in place, his body slightly stiff, his right hand hovering in mid-air, his heart pounding wildly.

"I've finally seen you, Brother Yu, this is wonderful..." He Ziyu was immersed in the joy of their long-awaited reunion, and his strong longing turned into the strength of his arms, tightly encircling the boy in his embrace.

This is Jiang Chengyu in real life...

Jiang Chengyu hasn't perished in the fire for him yet; she's still the dazzling presence at school.

After being cooped up for the entire holiday, Jiang Chengyu missed He Ziyu terribly. He had been worried that not returning to China in time would upset He Ziyu, but he hadn't expected him to be so enthusiastic...

To be honest, He Ziyu had never done anything so intimate with him before.

Being embraced for the first time by the person he had longed for, Jiang Chengyu was somewhat dazed, but mostly excited. He carefully placed his arms around He Ziyu's back, his palms slightly sweaty, as if he were touching something priceless.

Through the thin school uniform shirt, He Ziyu could feel Jiang Chengyu's wildly beating heart, and for a moment he was also a little distracted.

Before his rebirth, he always regarded Jiang Chengyu as a brother, a childhood sweetheart and older brother. Only now did he realize that Jiang Chengyu was also a very good boy, at least a hundred or a thousand times better than that scumbag Lan Yuan.

"Cough cough..."

Suddenly, a cough came from behind.

The two people who were embracing quickly separated.

"What are you two doing?" Jingran walked into the classroom carrying her schoolbag, looking sleepy and obviously not fully awake. "You two are so affectionate after only one holiday apart. Anyone who didn't know better would think you were dating."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chengyu's ears quickly turned red.

The joys of youth are always so simple; even a misunderstanding, being able to have a connection with someone you like, can make you happy for a long time.

But Jiang Chengyu dared not take advantage of the situation.

He knew that He Ziyu didn't like him, or at least, not in that way.

Just as Jiang Chengyu was about to clarify, He Ziyu suddenly stood on tiptoe and hooked his arm around Jiang Chengyu's neck: "We're dating, aren't you going to give us your blessings?"

Jingran threw her schoolbag on the seat next to He Ziyu and glanced at him: "Come on, who was it last semester who said that if he couldn't catch up with Lan Yuan, he wouldn't be surnamed He anymore?"

He Ziyu's pursuit of Lan Yuan caused quite a stir at No. 8 Middle School last semester. He pulled in all the people who were usually on good terms with him to help him, and Jing Ran was one of them.

Sending gifts, delivering love letters, passing on messages... Jingran did everything for him, whether he could or couldn't. Now He Ziyu says he's with Jiang Chengyu? What a joke!

Jingran took it as a joke from He Ziyu, propped herself up on her arms and slumped onto the table, muttering, "I'm so sleepy, I'm going to take a nap."

……

After eight o'clock, more and more people started to arrive in the class.

Class 7 had a lot of students who were always late or left early. Even when the homeroom teacher, Bao Yuan, stood on the podium, there were still many empty seats.

The homeroom teacher was prepared for this situation. She tapped the blackboard and wrote her name on it with chalk.

"I am your Chinese teacher and homeroom teacher, Bao Yuan. Before the class division, I was in charge of everything in Class 7."

"..."

The students below the podium were whispering amongst themselves, and few people were paying attention to what the homeroom teacher was saying. Even Jiang Chengyu, the well-known good student, was lost in thought.

He gazed at He Ziyu's back in the front row, savoring his warm embrace and jokes, his heart pounding for a long time.