Rebirth: My Childhood Sweetheart Came into My Arms

Jingran held the glass marble in her hand, but in the end, she didn't throw it.

Although an eye for an eye would be satisfying, he was, after all, a man of good character. Besides, Lei Gengping was already terrified. They had achieved their goal, so there was no need to escalate the situation further.

After running two laps around the track blindfolded and shouting "I am Jingran's grandson" countless times, Lei Gengping finally couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed to the ground.

Xiao Zhi quickly stepped forward to help him remove the blindfold.

"No, no, it's no use..." Lei Gengping's face was deathly pale, and his voice was so weak that it trembled.

He had been on edge while running blindfolded, but now that he had suddenly relaxed, he felt as if all his strength had been drained, leaving him half-dead.

"There was no winner or loser in today's match, but I don't plan to compete against you again. Let's meet on the real field sometime."

After Jingran finished speaking, she bent down, took Lei Gengping's hand, and returned the glass marble to its rightful owner.

Next month, the school will be selecting people from the track and field team to participate in the city competition. There are only a few days left. Jingran felt that Lei Gengping probably didn't want to take his spot, so he resorted to this underhanded trick.

But none of that matters anymore.

After all, as the "group's darling," he has so many people protecting him. Let alone Lei Gengping, even if some other Yu Gengping or Yun Gengping suddenly appeared, he would still deal with them as they came.

……

After Lei Gengping's matter was resolved, Bei Yao pulled Jing Ran to sit under the locust tree and squatted down to start rolling up his trouser legs.

When Jingran was directing Lei Gengping, he was walking with a limp. Bei Yao saw that he was in high spirits, so he didn't disturb him. Now that things are settled, he finally has time to check on his injuries.

After rolling up his trousers, Jingran's smooth leg muscles and the bruises on his knees were exposed to the air.

"That serious?" Bei Yao frowned, somewhat regretting not making that guy suffer even more.

"Where is it serious? Are you alright?" Jingran kicked her legs nonchalantly. "I don't feel any discomfort."

"That's because it's too dark to see clearly." Bei Yao took out his phone, turned on the built-in flashlight, and shone it on Jing Ran's leg. "Take a look yourself, how serious is it?"

Jingran looked over in that direction.

I almost fainted from just one glance.

"Oh my god, is this really my leg?!"

"If it's not yours, how could it be mine?"

Jingran mustered her courage, snatched the phone from Bei Yao's hand, raised her knee, and examined it carefully for a few seconds.

Then, he silently turned off the flashlight and pulled down his trouser leg.

Bei Yao knew Jing Ran too well. Seeing his cautious demeanor, he knew the guy was quite frightened by his wound. He couldn't help but rub his head and ask, "Are you trying to avoid seeing it?"

"You already know, why ask..."

Indeed, there are some things you can't see, so you can pretend you don't know them.

He hadn't noticed the injury on his knee before, and he thought he was quite agile and could run two more laps without any problem.

But after seeing it...

Waaaaah, he wants to go home!

Jingran took a couple of steps, but felt increasingly uncomfortable, so she simply turned to face Beiyao and opened her arms.

"hug."

"..."

In the darkness, Jingran's big eyes sparkled like stars; she was practically ready to jump into Beiyao's arms and pretend to be hurt.

Bei Yao: "I can hug you, but there are other people around. It's fine if you don't mind."

Upon hearing this, Jing Ran looked at He Ziyu and Jiang Chengyu beside her.

He Ziyu: "It's alright, I won't laugh at you."

Jiang Chengyu: "Add one."

They're already tired of seeing these two showing affection, so even a hug or a passionate French kiss wouldn't be surprising.

"You should carry me on your back," Jingran said. "Just carry me to the school gate, and I'll walk the rest of the way myself."

Since things have already come to this, he should take as few steps as possible so that his wounds can heal faster.

Jingran thought so.

Bei Yao: "How about I just carry you to your bed? That way you won't have to walk a single step."

Jingran glared at him, "Get lost!"

……

Five minutes later, Jingran was carried to the infirmary by Beiyao.

After Fan Xunmei left, a new teacher came to the infirmary. She was a middle-aged woman in her forties with a bad temper.

"What time is it? Why aren't you home yet?" The school doctor was typing away on his keyboard, doing something, when he caught sight of four people walking in. He thought to himself that he was going to have to work overtime again today.

"He just tripped and fell while running, landing on his knee and scraping it." Bei Yao pulled Jing Ran in front of the school doctor.

The school doctor stopped typing and turned to look at Jing Ran.

"Put the trouser legs up."

"oh……"

Out of sight, out of mind, Jing Xiaoran sat on the bed and slowly rolled up her trouser leg.

"Let me help you," Bei Yao said, offering to help if he was too slow. "Just close your eyes and you'll be fine if you don't look."

School doctor: "..."

They're already this scared before we've even started treating the wound. They're such cowards!

and……

There's something strange about the relationship between these two guys.

"Teacher, it's done." Bei Yao's voice brought the school doctor back to the present moment.

The school doctor got up, took his medical kit, and walked over, examining Jingran's leg from left to right.

"It doesn't look like a big problem to the naked eye. Don't take a shower for a while after treating the wound, and don't do any strenuous exercise in the near future."

Upon hearing this, Jingran immediately opened her eyes.

"Sister, my injury isn't too serious, so why can't I exercise?"

"What I meant was, you can't do strenuous exercise," the school doctor corrected. "Also, I'm forty-four years old this year, so theoretically I'm your aunt. You should still call me teacher."

Jing Ran: "..."

……

The new school doctor's treatment of the wound was anything but gentle, and Jingran almost cried out in pain several times. It was only thanks to Beiyao offering his strong arm that she survived the ordeal.

The school doctor put the things away and asked casually, "Is that competition you mentioned really that important?"

"Of course, it's extremely important!" Jingran nodded vigorously. "This time we're going to the city to participate in a competition, and if we win, we'll get a huge trophy!"

School doctor: "..."

School doctor: "Then you'll have to see how it goes. You can try sprinting, but forget about long-distance running; a second infection would be a real problem."

"oh……"

Jingran sighed as she left the infirmary.

He Ziyu: "What's wrong? Why are you looking so worried?"

Jingran: "I'm going to run 5,000 meters this time, which is considered a middle-distance run. I'm worried that if I actually finish it, will I suffer any aftereffects or anything...?"

"That long?" He Ziyu was a little surprised. "Why didn't you ask the school doctor about it earlier?"

"He didn't dare ask," Bei Yao hooked his arm around Jing Ran's shoulder, answering for him, "After all, no matter what the school doctor says, this guy will eventually participate in the competition."

Jingran: "You really understand me, hehe~"

Bei Yao: "Of course I know you! I'm your husband, how could I not understand you?"

He Ziyu & Jiang Chengyu: "..."

"Even running 5,000 meters at your fastest will take more than ten minutes. Why don't you reconsider?" Jiang Chengyu was a conservative. In his opinion, the trophy and his physical condition were clearly more important.

But Jingran didn't think so.

It's already quite an achievement that he mustered the courage to return to the competition. If he doesn't use up the confidence he's built up in this competition, he might really decline and never recover.

"It's okay, it's just a superficial injury, it didn't break any bones, and it's only been running for ten or twenty minutes, not ten or twenty hours. Just hang in there."

"You want to run for more than ten hours?" He Ziyu's eyes widened. "Brother Yao, you'd better keep an eye on your wife. Be careful she doesn't turn into a lightning bolt and disappear one day."

"No, he can't," Bei Yao bent down and kissed Jing Ran on the cheek, "He can't bear to part with me."

He Ziyu & Jiang Chengyu: "Huh~"

Knowing that he couldn't persuade Jingran otherwise, He Ziyu could only tell her to be careful and not to be too reckless.

The four left the school under the stars and moon, flagged down two cars on the roadside, and went home.

……

In the first midterm exam of the second year of high school, He Ziyu's grades remained stable in Class 1, without any increase or decrease.

He knew he had hit a bottleneck.

Just like when an overweight person loses weight, they lose weight very quickly at first, but once they reach a certain level, they start to stabilize.

He Ziyu wasn't in a hurry to achieve results. After all, he had accumulated enough confidence over the past year and believed that the remaining time would be enough for him and Jiang Chengyu to stand on the same mountain peak and overlook the most beautiful scenery.

During morning self-study, Li Na came to the classroom and announced something.

"The scores of our students were generally stable in this exam, without much fluctuation. The biggest area where points were lost was the Chinese composition."

"We are a science class, so it was no surprise that writing was everyone's weak point. Therefore, I found the student who got the top score in writing in the humanities class this time and asked her to come to our class during lunch break to share her experience."

"By the way, she got a perfect score on her essay this time, so it's very valuable for reference. Everyone should attend."

After Li Na finished speaking, she began to guide everyone through the difficult points on the math test.

People nearby couldn't help but start talking about it.

"Getting full marks on essays? That's incredible."

"I heard there are a lot of geniuses in our liberal arts class this year, but I'm also quite curious about what he wrote that got him all marks down."

He Ziyu tapped his pen repeatedly, lost in thought.

……

During lunch break, the "mysterious big shot" from the liberal arts class finally made his appearance.

To He Ziyu's surprise, the big boss turned out to be Jiang Nanqiao.

Jiang Nanqiao walked up to the podium with the test paper in her hand and bowed slightly.

"Hello everyone, I am Jiang Nanqiao from Class 5 of Grade 11. Today, I will share my experience of getting full marks on my essay."

Below the stage, Han Zhiruo's eyes flickered slightly.

Come to think of it, it had been quite a while since she had spoken to Jiang Nanqiao at school. Even when they met in the corridor, they would only nod and greet each other, nothing more.

Although many times Han Zhiruo wanted to rush up to Jiang Nanqiao and tell her how much she missed the days when they were inseparable, she always suppressed her desires whenever she thought that Jiang Nanqiao might have chosen to stay away because of her orientation.

She understands the pain that straight women experience when they are harassed.

She didn't want to become Jiang Nanqiao's "pain".

"Ruoruo, I can't find my test paper. Let's look at it together." Fu Jiya, who was sitting next to Han Zhiruo, pulled up a chair and sat down next to her again without permission.