Let me win you over, and you'll become a heartthrob before I even begin?

Yan Weixi was dragged to school once again.

To avoid falling asleep again and worrying her classmate, she bought a cup of coffee at a coffee shop near the school gate.

He even remembered to bring his classmate a cup of coffee that suited his taste.

Arrived at the classroom.

Yan Weixi relied on coffee to keep her alert throughout the entire process.

After lunch break.

On her way back, Yan Weixi ran into Lian Yiheng holding a cat.

The boy's tall and slender figure, like pine and bamboo, was bathed in sunlight, adding a touch of softness to his appearance.

"Hengheng!" Yan Weixi no longer called him Lian Tongxue or Aheng, but subconsciously called out the name she used to call most often.

The boy stopped abruptly, turning his head as if in disbelief.

The cat in my arms jumped out on its own, as if to suit the occasion, and quietly went behind the shadows of the trees so as not to disturb them.

The moment Lian Yiheng's gaze fell upon Yan Weixi, he quickly suppressed his emotions and smiled calmly and normally.

"What's wrong, sister?"

A gentle breeze, warmed by the sun, softly ruffled their hair.

"Thank you for always being there for me." This ambiguous statement should have been difficult for Lian Yiheng to understand. But he didn't dare look her in the eye.

But then, he suddenly understood what it meant.

His gaze softened involuntarily: "How much...do you remember?"

"All."

Hearing all of this, Lian Yiheng felt a pang of sadness. "I'm sorry... If I hadn't gone abroad back then... you wouldn't have been bullied by them, and you wouldn't have had anyone to be with you."

Lian Yiheng's fists clenched tightly at his sides.

Yan Weixi saw his hand clenched into a fist at his side and couldn't help but reach out to pull his hand out, gently prying it open and smoothing it into a palm.

"Everyone has their own path."

"To criticize one's past self simply because one followed what one believed to be the right path and missed some opportunities—"

How heartbroken must my past self be, having already tried so hard to make that choice?

"He didn't know that his choices would lead to future regrets; he was just trying his best to make the choices he believed were right."

"Lian Yiheng".

No one can accurately predict the future.

"Now that you know everything, isn't it too harsh of you to keep complaining about the past when you didn't know the future?"

"None of us know what will happen, and since it has happened, there's nothing wrong with it. We might as well try our best to salvage it."

"It's not too late now."

Lian Yiheng's thoughts seemed to be pulled back to the past.

The boy's hysterical outbursts:

"Earlier..."

"If only it had been earlier..."

It was quickly replaced.

"It's not too late now."

Lian Yiheng's body, which was always tense, relaxed at this moment.

"Um……"

"It's not too late."

His eyes were filled with tears, his expression gentle yet unable to hold back his sobs: "Sister, thank you."

Yan Weixi stood on tiptoe.

He couldn't figure out Yan Weixi's intention, but when he saw her tiptoeing, he leaned closer.

Yan Weixi gently wiped away his tears and coaxed him softly, "Don't cry."

Lian Yiheng took the opportunity to rub his cheek against her hand, "Mmm, don't cry anymore."

*

night.

After finishing her homework, Yan Weixi lay comfortably on her bed, ready for a thrilling and exciting game.

It's not open yet.

He tilted his head to the side and fell asleep.

*

"Miss, today is your first day at St. Lia School. Please get along well with your classmates."

"Ah."

Sheng Zhixin transferred to St. Lia when she was in the third grade of elementary school.

She silently gripped the strap of her backpack and went inside.

"Whose daughter is this? I've never seen her before."

"He looks timid and submissive, and you can tell he's from a small family."

"Hey! Little one, which family are you from?" one of the boys whistled at her.

Sheng Zhixin lowered her head and refused to speak.

"Hey! Why aren't you answering? How rude of you!"

"Hahaha, probably scared! Hey! My brother Fan is calling you, are you deaf and didn't you hear me?!"

"She's so ungrateful! She doesn't even know how to respond when Brother Fan talks to her!"

Sheng Zhixin lowered her head even further, fidgeting with her fingers helplessly, unsure of what to do.

She dared not defend herself; she even had a sudden urge to flee this malicious place.

But her legs felt like they were nailed in, and she couldn't move them, unable to escape.

The noise around her grew louder and louder, but she didn't want to listen anymore; she felt so awful...

"You guys are so noisy! You're disturbing me!"

A clear and melodious voice interrupted all the rumors.

Sheng Zhixin couldn't help but look up.

A girl dressed very well was seen standing with her hands on her hips, angrily scolding them.

When the group saw it was her, they immediately fell silent, like quails, and dared not refute her anymore.

The girl looked at Sheng Zhixin and smiled sweetly at her: "Hello! My name is Yan Weixi, and what's yours? What's your name?"

After stammering for a long time, Sheng Zhixin finally whispered, "My name is Sheng Zhixin."

"Can I call you Xinxin?"

This was the first time Sheng Zhixin had encountered such a bold person.

Sheng Zhixin nodded, her cheeks slightly flushed, "Okay...okay."

Are you a new transfer student?

"Yes, it is……"

Why don't you go find the teacher first?

"Huh?" Sheng Zhixin looked up, still a little dazed. "I...I don't know."

Sheng Zhixin immediately lowered her head in embarrassment.

All she knew was that she was in Class 2 of Grade 3. The driver only dropped her off at the school gate and then left her there.

She could only find the primary school section by following the school's map display board, and then find Class 2, Grade 3 by following the class list.

Yan Weixi seemed to understand something and pulled her to find the homeroom teacher.

"head teacher!"

The homeroom teacher of Class 2, Grade 3 is a beautiful woman.

When she saw Yan Weixi coming to find her, she stood up suspiciously and leaned down in front of her: "What's wrong, Weixi?"

"This is Sheng Zhixin. I heard she transferred to our class!"

Sheng Zhixin saw an adult hiding fearfully behind Yan Weixi, her fingers gripping the hem of Yan Weixi's clothes, her timid eyes looking at the homeroom teacher.

Upon hearing this, the homeroom teacher exclaimed, "Oh! That's true."

The homeroom teacher bent down and looked at Sheng Zhixin gently, asking, "Little Zhixin, why didn't your parents take you to do the paperwork?"

Sheng Zhixin was too scared to speak, but with Yan Weixi's encouragement, she finally managed to say, "The... the driver is gone..."

"I...I don't know..."

"Sorry……"

After saying that, Sheng Zhixin drooped her head even lower.

The homeroom teacher seemed to understand what was going on. Being a helpful person, the teacher immediately decided to take her through the procedures.

Besides, this is a child of the Sheng family, and the higher-ups have instructed that he should be taken good care of.

"My dear, shall I take you through the procedures?"

Sheng Zhixin hesitated and looked at Yan Weixi. She didn't want to go alone; she felt insecure and was very scared.

But she knew Yan Weixi couldn't stay with her forever, so she kept encouraging herself:

It's fine.

Sheng Zhixin, you can do it...

Sheng Zhixin's soft little hand slowly loosened its grip on her clothes, and just as she was about to agree, she heard:

"Teacher, can I go with Xinxin?"