Rebirth: My Childhood Sweetheart Came into My Arms

Jiang Chengyu's body stiffened slightly, her blood rushed to her head, and her face turned bright red.

He never expected that his humble request would have the opposite effect.

At this moment, He Ziyu held him like this, his chin resting on his shoulder. The faint breaths from He Ziyu tickled Jiang Chengyu's neck, making half of his body go numb, and even his arm in a cast lost all feeling.

"Eat up," He Ziyu blinked his innocent big eyes, deliberately rubbing Jiang Chengyu's abs a couple of times with both hands, "Didn't you say you can eat with your left hand too? Show me!"

Jiang Chengyu's Adam's apple bobbed as he picked up a spoon with his sweaty left hand.

He wasn't sure if he could eat with He Ziyu holding him like that, but once a promise was made, it was too late to back down now; it would seem cowardly.

Jiang Chengyu is not left-handed, so eating with his left hand is not easy for him.

The spoon trembled as it scooped up a spoonful of rice and slowly brought it to his mouth, dropping a few grains onto his leg in the process.

He Ziyu picked up each grain of rice and put it back on the table, warning him in the tone of a kindergarten teacher: "Jiang Chengyu, little friend, you're not allowed to waste food, do you hear me?"

Jiang Chengyu was already having a hard time eating, and He Ziyu's teasing made it even harder for him to hold the spoon.

As it wobbled, two more grains of rice fell, and by sheer coincidence, they landed between its legs.

Jiang Chengyu: "..."

He Ziyu: "(*￣︶￣)"

Seeing He Ziyu grinning wickedly and reaching out with his sinister hand, Jiang Chengyu quickly put down his spoon and pressed his hand down.

Suddenly, time stood still, and the whole world fell silent.

He Ziyu's breathing became slightly sluggish, as if something had exploded in his mind, leaving him confused and bewildered.

It has to be said that some people, although they may look like seasoned veterans and often talk a big game, are actually...

Oh my god, I'm so shy!!! (* /ω＼*)

He Ziyu felt incredibly hot all over, and even though he tried his best to remain calm, his bright red ear tips betrayed his panic.

Although he had dated Lan Yuan in his previous life, the relationship was in name only, and they had only held hands until they got engaged.

At the time, He Ziyu found it strange and didn't understand why Lan Yuan didn't touch him. Later, he shamelessly asked him, and that bastard said: "It's because I care about you that I want to save such a precious thing as my first time for after we get married."

He Ziyu was so moved after hearing this that he almost cried.

Now think about it...

He must have been out of his mind back then!

"Never mind, you...you should feed me." Jiang Chengyu grabbed He Ziyu's wrist, lifted him up, and put the spoon back in his hand. "My left hand isn't good, it's too slow for me to eat like this."

The warmth in his palm suddenly turned into a cold, hard iron spoon. He Ziyu snapped out of his daze, quickly pulled the chair back a little, and asked, feigning composure, "So, will you dare to complain about me again next time?"

"I... I didn't mind." Jiang Chengyu bit her lip, unsure how to explain.

He couldn't possibly say,

That would be too embarrassing.

"You don't mind, but you want me to stay away? Let me tell you, Jiang Chengyu, I've got this grudge. If you dare say that again, don't blame me for buying a rope and tying it around your waist."

In short, what appears to be a threat is actually tinged with a hint of doting affection.

He Ziyu suppressed the urge to smile and continued feeding the child.

After feeding the whole box of food, he went to the kitchen to wash the box, brewed some fruit and flower tea, and put it on the coffee table.

Jiang Chengyu gazed thoughtfully at He Ziyu's busy figure.

After a while, she called out to him, "Ayu."

"Um?"

"I really didn't look down on you."

Upon hearing this, He Ziyu smiled and said, "This matter is all in the past, why are you bringing it up again?"

He's the kind of person whose emotions come and go quickly; the little temper he displayed at the dinner table earlier is long gone.

Jiang Chengyu pursed his lips, his expression somewhat flustered. "I was afraid you'd misunderstand, so I'm explaining again."

He Ziyu said "Oh," and lowered his head to pour tea, looking indifferent.

Jiang Chengyu rubbed his fingertips on the sofa and said, "We've known each other for so many years. I would never dislike you, no matter who else I dislike."

"Alright, I believe you." He Ziyu pushed the poured fruit tea in front of Jiang Chengyu. "Here, have some tea."

"I can prove it to you."

Jiang Chengyu seemed unable to get over this hurdle. The more indifferent He Ziyu appeared, the more afraid he was that He Ziyu would misunderstand his true intentions, and he couldn't wait to clear his name.

He Ziyu felt a little helpless, yet also wanted to laugh. But seeing that Jiang Chengyu was genuinely trying to explain, he coaxed him like a child, asking, "So how do you plan to prove it?"

Jiang Chengyu patted the sofa with a serious expression. "You come here."

He Ziyu walked over and sat down next to him.

Thinking that Jiang Chengyu was going to give a reasoned list of examples of how he didn't look down on himself, He Ziyu sat up straight, ready to listen attentively, but who knew that the next second...

"Pop—"

Jiang Chengyu hooked her arms around his neck and gave him a hard kiss on the cheek.

The crisp sound was particularly clear in the quiet living room.

……

He Ziyu didn't know how he got home.

All he knew was that even after he finished showering and lay in bed, his head was still spinning, as if he had inhaled sesame oil, and he couldn't think straight.

Jiang Chengyu's kiss was completely unexpected, and it was precisely because he was unprepared that it was all the more exciting.

and……

He Ziyu stretched out his right hand and made a slight gesture in the air.

Little Devil: Brother Yu seems to be developing quite well.

Little Angel: ……

Little Devil: I'm much stronger than you.

Little Angel: Would it kill you to shut up for a second?!

The little angel in my mind swore for the first time ever, and the angelic halo above my head trembled with anger.

Little Devil: Don't get excited. Anyway, you don't need that thing, so why be so competitive in this regard?

Little Angel: !!!

What's the point of using it...?

It's clearly usable!

He Ziyu turned over, buried his face in the pillow, and began to think about the problem seriously.

Because he hadn't had any real relationship with Lan Yuan in his previous life, he wasn't really sure about his own attributes. He just tended to put himself in the passive role when watching adult films.

But thinking about it, if I were to take the initiative, it wouldn't seem like there's any problem, right?

With this age-old question weighing on his mind, He Ziyu tossed and turned for a long time before finally drifting off to sleep.

……

That evening, Jiang Chengyu received an anonymous text message.

The text message was sent to him, with the time and place listed, and asked him to "trick" He Ziyu into going to the appointment. It also said that if he didn't see him, he would do everything he could to make his three years at No. 8 Middle School miserable.

At first, Jiang Cheng thought it was just some pointless threatening text message and ignored it until he was browsing his WeChat Moments and saw a classmate post a set of photos of "He Ziyu beating up Lan Yuan".

Copywriting: A real-life example of showing off gets struck by lightning.

Jiang Chengyu frowned, placed his phone on his lap, and used two fingers of his left hand to zoom in on the photo.

In the scene, He Ziyu is riding on Lan Yuan's back, his fist raised high above his head.

The later photos are a bit blurry, probably because He Ziyu's movements were too exaggerated, but it's not hard to see that Lan Yuan, lying on the ground, is covered in blood and on the verge of death.

His fears came true.

After receiving the phone call at noon today, He Ziyu's expression clearly turned cold, and he left in a hurry. At that time, he suspected that He Ziyu might want to settle scores with Lan Yuan.

As for the so-called "old friend," it was just an excuse to brush him off.

Jiang Chengyu closed the photo and opened the text message again.

The other party's wording and tone were very forceful; it was probably sent by Lan Yuan's group.

Jiang Chengyu gripped his phone, his brows furrowing even more deeply.

He didn't want He Ziyu involved in this matter for two reasons: first, he was afraid He Ziyu would get hurt, and second, he was worried that those people would hold a grudge.

It now appears that He Ziyu has indeed been targeted.

Thinking about it, Jiang Chengyu privately messaged the classmate who posted the photos to inquire about the situation at the time.

The other party seemed very willing to gossip, and sent a voice message directly, describing the scene of Lan Yuan being beaten up in a vivid way. When he got to the part where Lan Yuan's nose was broken, he even laughed out loud.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chengyu not only didn't find it laughable, but became even more worried.

If He Ziyu had simply challenged Lan Yuan to a fight, it would have been fine; the one who got beaten wouldn't have held much resentment. But He Ziyu did it in a way that was almost like taking advantage of someone's vulnerability, attacking Lan Yuan without his knowledge and even landing punches in his face.

It's easy to imagine that Lan Yuan wouldn't let him off so easily.

Jiang Chengyu leaned against the headboard, the faint light from his phone screen reflecting on his face, outlining the boy's clear features.

He couldn't possibly have lied to He Ziyu to go to the appointment.

But he couldn't pretend not to see this text message.

After all, even if he deletes the text message today and pretends he doesn't see it, Lan Yuan will definitely find an opportunity to vent his anger and let it out in the future.

After thinking for a long time, Jiang Chengyu replied to the unknown number with two words:

Ok.

……

The next day, He Ziyu delivered lunch to Jiang Chengyu, watched two movies with him, and then reviewed his lessons for a while with his help.

During this time, He Ziyu occasionally saw Jiang Chengyu staring blankly at his phone screen.

"Brother Yu, what are you thinking about?" He Ziyu asked, resting his chin on his hand.

Jiang Chengyu looked away, smiled, and said, "Thinking about what to eat tonight."

Upon hearing this, He Ziyu seemed to wake from a dream and raised his wrist to check the time.

"Thank goodness you reminded me, I need to hurry back and help my mom cook."

"I want to eat scrambled eggs with tomatoes."

"Okay, I'll cook it for you." Seeing Jiang Chengyu take the initiative to order, He Ziyu was eager to try. "You watch TV for a while, I'll be over in about an hour."

"Um."

Watching He Ziyu's figure disappear through the door, Jiang Chengyu suppressed her smile, got up, and went to the bedroom to put on a loose coat.