Sweet Pet: Xiao Ye's Reborn Little Wife

The time spent on campus is like a melodious movement, with every note leaping with the vitality of youth. In these picturesque years, Xiao Jingmo and Zhao Qingyu have walked through countless scenes hand in hand, weaving together unforgettable memories of youth.

Three years unfolded like a vibrant, colorful scroll. Together, they strolled along the tree-lined paths of campus. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, illuminating their youthful faces like bright stars. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves, a beautiful melody that played for their youth.

In those days of light and darkness, their experiences were like mottled light and shadow interwoven together. When they failed the exam, it was like a sudden rainstorm that instantly extinguished the fire of hope in their hearts.

Xiao Jingmo lowered his head, his furrowed brows furrowed like two deep furrows, and his tightly pursed lips betrayed his inner dejection. His eyes were dim, as if they had lost all their brilliance. Zhao Qingyu, on the other hand, silently stayed by his side, like a warm, beacon of light. Her soft, soothing words flowed gently into Xiao Jingmo's heart, like the gurgling of water.

She carefully helped him analyze his mistakes and work out his next study plan. Her focused expression was touching. They worked hard together, struggling together, as if searching for a glimmer of hope in the darkness.

When they achieved good results, the joy they felt was like a flower blooming in spring, brilliant and dazzling. They would laugh together on the campus' tree-lined paths, sharing the sweetness of success. Their cheerful laughter echoed in the air, as if telling the story of their youth. Their eyes were filled with joy and pride, the reward for their hard work, the most beautiful medal of youth.

However, life is not always smooth sailing. Once, Xiao Jingmo fell into a deep trough due to family reasons. The conflicts and troubles in the family were like an extremely heavy yoke, pressing him to the point of suffocation.

He walked alone and silently to a bench on campus and sat down. His solitary figure looked particularly lonely in the sunlight. The boy's eyes had lost their former brilliance, as if shrouded by layers of fog, revealing endless pain and confusion. His heart was filled with helplessness and despair, as if the entire world had lost its color.

Zhao Qingyu was distraught when she heard the news. She searched everywhere on campus like an anxious little bird. Her heart was filled with worry and concern. She was afraid that Xiao Jingmo would continue to be immersed in pain and unable to extricate himself. She kept searching, not leaving any corner untouched. When she finally saw Xiao Jingmo by the bench, her steps instantly became softer.

She slowly walked to his side and sat down, without saying a word, but gently held the boy's hand. The warm touch was like an electric current, instantly spreading throughout Xiao Jingmo's body.

He raised his head and looked at Zhao Qingyu's concerned eyes, and a warm current surged in his heart. Zhao Qingyu used her actions to tell Xiao Jingmo that he was not alone and she would always be by his side.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still. They sat quietly on the bench, feeling each other's warmth. The sun shone on them, as if covering them with a golden cloak. The gentle breeze rustled the leaves, as if singing a song of praise for their friendship. Their hearts were filled with emotion and warmth, an emotion that could not be described in words.

Those hands were so soft and warm, as if a warm current instantly flowed into Xiao Jingmo's cold heart.

Zhao Qingyu tilted her head slightly, her eyes full of concern and tenderness, and whispered to Xiao Jingmo: "No matter what happens, I will be by your side, you must never give up." The voice was like the sound of nature, echoing in Xiao Jingmo's ears.

He slowly raised his head and looked at Zhao Qingyu.

Her eyes were so warm, like a fire in winter, able to dispel all the cold.

At that moment, Xiao Jingmo's heart seemed to be filled with something, a feeling of being cared for and loved by others. This feeling spread in his heart like a blooming flower. He knew that in this world, there was someone who would appear by his side when he needed it most, giving him strength and courage.

Since then, their relationship has become closer.

They would recite poetry together in the first rays of morning sunshine, their clear voices echoing across the campus; they would stroll through the campus garden in the afternoon breeze, admiring the blooming flowers together; they would stroll along the campus tree-lined paths together, study hard together in the library, share simple meals together in the cafeteria, and sit on the playground in the evening glow, sharing their dreams and thoughts.

Every day becomes extra warm because of each other's company.

Their relationship is like a thriving sapling, which slowly grows into lush branches and leaves under the sunshine, rain and each other's care.

In this warm company, Xiao Jingmo gradually came out of the haze of his family, and he became the determined and confident Xiao Jingmo again.

On a starry night, they sat on the lawn of the campus, looking up at the bright starry sky above their heads.

Zhao Qingyu leaned gently on Xiao Jingmo's shoulder, her long hair fluttering in the wind, emitting a faint fragrance. An inexplicable emotion surged in Xiao Jingmo's heart, and he gently put his arm around Zhao Qingyu's shoulders, as if to integrate her into his life.

They sat there quietly, enjoying this peaceful and beautiful moment, as if the whole world belonged to them alone.

Xiao Jingmo knew that no matter how rough the road ahead was, he would no longer be alone, because Zhao Qingyu was by his side, and that was his warmest harbor.

As time went by, the feelings between them grew deeper and deeper.

This kind of feeling is not just friendship, it is more like a spiritual connection, a bond that transcends ordinary emotions.

They know that their story continues, and in this campus full of hope and beauty, they will write their own chapter of youth together.

Time on campus passed quickly, but Xiao Jingmo and Zhao Qingyu's story will remain forever in their hearts. They've weathered ups and downs together, grown and progressed together. Their friendship is like that ancient tree on campus, deeply rooted and flourishing. No matter how difficult the road ahead, they will forge ahead hand in hand, writing their own legend of youth together.