After being reborn, I gained a childhood sweetheart who appeared out of nowhere.

Chen Xiyu opened the front door and went inside, then closed the door behind her.

The living room window was half-open, letting in the wind. The air was filled with the aroma of stir-fried dishes from next door and the sounds of children crying. Only my own room was quiet, with the afternoon sunset streaming in.

Chen Xiyu casually tossed her schoolbag onto the sofa, sat down, picked up the iPad next to her, turned it on, but then didn't know what to watch, so she put it back down.

She hugged her knees with both hands, turned her head to look out the window, and saw the huge sunset slowly sinking. She suddenly felt sleepy, so she closed her eyes and wanted to rest for a while.

The knocking on the door woke her up. Chen Xiyu opened her eyes, put on her slippers, and went outside. "Who is it?"

The door opened, and Lin Chuan stood outside.

"What, do you need to use the computer?" Chen Xiyu asked.

"I need it, but not now," Lin Chuan said. "My mom asked me to come and ask why you haven't come over yet, it's almost lunchtime."

"Is my aunt calling me for dinner?"

Lin Chuan looked at her with a puzzled expression. "Otherwise, do you have other plans for tonight?"

"No, no," Chen Xiyu said with a smile, "Let's go."

This time, she didn't complain about sore legs or shoulders and went to eat very readily, which surprised Lin Chuan.

As soon as she entered, Chen Xiyu called out, "Aunt Wang, I'm here."

"Xiaoxi's here! Dinner will be ready soon. Wait here for a bit." Mom's voice came from the kitchen.

Chen Xiyu walked to the kitchen doorway and poked her head in. "Aunt Wang, do you need my help?"

"No need, no need," Mom said with a smile. "Xiaoxi, if you're free in the evenings, just come over. You don't need Auntie to call you every day. Just make yourself at home."

Although Chen Xiyu would come over every time I called her, she would never come over on her own if I didn't call her.

"We don't have any fancy meals at home, but if you come, there will definitely be something for you to eat," Mom continued.

Chen Xiyu was taken aback, then smiled and said, "Aunt Wang's cooking is much better than any fancy restaurant."

Mom smiled happily.

"I think so too. From now on, you can just come over every day. It's too much trouble to go over and call," Lin Chuan sighed. "That way, I can improve my meals. I never thought I would have to rely on outsiders to improve my meals. Mom, I think I should protest."

"Don't talk nonsense again. Is Xiaoxi an outsider?" Mom said.

"Okay, okay, she's not, I am," Lin Chuan said.

His mother tapped him on the head. "You're all family here."

During dinner, Mom asked the two of them, as usual, how school was going and if they were settling into high school. Chen Xiyu said it was fine and she was getting used to it. Lin Chuan, however, said that going to school was like going to work, and there was a lot to do. Mom smiled and said, "What do you know about going to work, you're just a kid?"

Lin Chuan smiled and said that you can guess even if you don't know.

After finishing his meal, Lin Chuan stood up. "Mom and Dad, I'll take her home."

"Go ahead, go ahead," Mom said.

"Let's go, let's go," Lin Chuan said to Chen Xiyu.

"Uncle, Auntie, I'm going back now," Chen Xiyu said to the two of them before following Lin Chuan out of the house.

After watching the two leave the house, Mom looked away and said with a smile, "These two kids seem to get along quite well."

"Hmm," Dad responded, sipping his tea.

"Sometimes, I think, 'I wish the stream were part of our family too,'" Mom said.

Dad said, "Let your son try his best."

The mother was taken aback. To be honest, her son was good-looking. He didn't inherit his parents' features, but rather his maternal grandfather's handsome appearance.

With handsome features and well-defined eyebrows and eyes, every time I go back to my hometown, the elders will praise me, saying, "What a handsome boy!"

However, her academic performance was just average. Although she went to the No. 1 High School in the city, they would be very happy if she could go to a second-tier university. She had heard that Xiaoxi was the top student in the city in the high school entrance exam, and with her family's good financial situation, she had a bright future.

She smiled and said, "Well, your son has to be good enough for him."

As soon as Lin Chuan entered Chen Xiyu's room, he couldn't help but sneeze.

He touched his nose. "Does it feel like someone's thinking about me?"

"I bet they're secretly cursing you, right?" Chen Xiyu walked past.

"Think first, then scold," Lin Chuan said, sitting back down at his workstation.

He had just logged into QQ on his computer when he saw a group invitation from Chen Xiyu. The group name was very simple: "Literature Society".

Lin Chuan applied to join via the group link, and his application was approved in about ten seconds.

"Welcome to the new member!" Sun Yan sent a message shortly after the message to join the group appeared.

"Welcome, welcome!" Immediately, classmates cheered.

"Hello, seniors," Lin Chuan replied, though he felt it sounded strange coming from him, as if he were trying to act younger than he was.

"That's a really nice way to call you 'senior sister'," came Chen Xiyu's reply.

"I didn't call you," Lin Chuan said.

Chen Xiyu responded with a wide grin.

Someone started the conversation in the group, and everyone began chatting. There were introductions and interruptions. Lin Chuan glanced at the nicknames of the people in the group.

Well, there are quite a few acquaintances here. He saw Liu Hao, and someone named Xiao Yu, whom he had met once on the parade ground after military training, though he didn't remember him well.

Although it has only been a short time since the start of the semester, this person seems to have quite a reputation in the senior class. He is the class monitor of Class 1 in the first year of senior high school, has excellent academic performance, is good at sports, and is always picked up and dropped off by a black Mercedes-Benz. He is a typical rich and handsome guy.

"First of all, welcome to the Literature Club. But remember, our club isn't just for casual hang out; we have missions to fulfill," Sun Yan said again.

"President, that's not what you said at the beginning," Lin Chuan said.

"Oh, these are all very simple things," Sun Yan said.

Lin Chuan inexplicably thought of a joke he heard when he was in college: before recruiting new members, the student union would go to each class to give speeches and promote the union, hoping that everyone would sign up.

As a result, the first question in many interviews is, "Why do you want to apply to our student union?"

He was thinking to himself, "Didn't you send me here?"

"What mission is it, President?" a newcomer asked. After all, not every freshman is as "troublemaker" as Lin Chuan. Some things are better left unsaid and only left to be thought about in one's mind.

"It's actually very simple. I just hope everyone writes a book review and submits it. Then I'll find some time to share it with everyone," Sun Yan said. "I'll also submit the well-written ones to the teacher for review. If they're really good, there might even be a reward!"

"Don't think it's troublesome. Actually, when you're in your second or third year of high school, your Chinese teacher will most likely have you use this method to accumulate essay material," Sun Yan continued. "We're getting a taste of it now."

"Oh, president, everyone writes one?"

"You can write it alone or in a team, but the maximum is three people per team," Sun Yan said.

Lin Chuan turned to look at the girl on the sofa. "What do you mean?"

"Sure," Chen Xiyu said.

"OK."

Seeing that there was nothing else to do, Chen Xiyu put down her iPad, turned around, went into the bathroom, and started brushing her teeth.

Lin Chuan was about to close the group chat when he saw a new message refresh. Someone in the group had applied to join a team. It was Xiao Yu, who hadn't said anything at first.

"Chen Xiyu, wanna team up? I wrote essays and submitted them back in junior high, so I have some experience," he asked, subtly showcasing his strengths.

Liu Hao, sitting in front of the computer, was stunned for a moment and regretted typing too slowly.

However, Chen Xiyu did not reply in the group, as if she was busy.

Immediately afterward, the iPad on the coffee table beeped several more times. Chen Xiyu poked her head out of the bathroom, still with foam in her mouth, and said, "Look who's looking for me."

"I guess they're asking you to team up," Lin Chuan said.

Who is it?

"I don't know how many people there are," Lin Chuan said.

"Take a look at this for me."

Lin Chuan walked to the sofa and picked up his iPad, which had QQ logged in. He looked at it and, wow, besides Xiao Yu calling out in the group, there were three or five other guys chatting privately.

The same question: did she want to team up? There are only a few boys in this literature club.

"Xiao Yu, Liu Hao, Lu Zixing..." Lin Chuan read out a few names to her, as if he were reciting a menu.

"I don't know them. Please reply for me and tell them I've already teamed up," Chen Xiyu said.

Lin Chuan opened one of the chat windows, typed a message, "I've already teamed up," and sent it to the group.

As soon as the message was sent, the chat immediately started buzzing with messages from the boys, all saying it was okay and they could team up again next time...

Lin Chuan was too lazy to look at it. Just as he was about to put his phone down, he saw a familiar profile picture and a familiar nickname.

He asked the bathroom door, "You really changed my contact name to 'Potato'?"

"Doesn't it sound good?" Chen Xiyu finished brushing her teeth and came out.

"Hehe." Lin Chuan chuckled without saying a word, returning to his seat. "I've changed your ways too, you sweet potato."

Chen Xiyu picked up her iPad, didn't even glance at the boys' replies, and scrolled down as if looking for someone, "Three people per group, how about I invite my deskmate?"

"Is Zhou Yun also in the literary society?" Lin Chuan asked.

"Yeah, I just said I wanted to join at noon, but I haven't joined the group yet." Chen Xiyu said, pulling another person into the literary society's group.

Immediately afterwards, she created a small group chat for three people, which only included Lin Chuan, Chen Xiyu, and Zhou Yun.

"Hi, hi, deskmate," Chen Xiyu greeted.

"Huh, what's the purpose of this group?" Zhou Yun asked, still looking confused.

"Check the group messages," Lin Chuan reminded him.

A minute later, Zhou Yun returned. "Um, are we in the same team?"

"Is that okay?" Lin Chuan asked.

"it is good."

"Shall we go to the library together tomorrow to read some books and write some reading notes?" Chen Xiyu suggested.

"Either is fine," Lin Chuan replied.

"Where's Xiaoyun?" Chen Xiyu asked. "It's okay if you're in trouble."

After waiting for a few minutes, Zhou Yun replied, "Sure."

"How about we meet at the provincial library entrance at nine o'clock in the morning?"

"it is good."

OK.