Rebirth: My Childhood Sweetheart Came into My Arms

He Ziyu was busy applying a band-aid and was oblivious to Jiang Chengyu lifting his chin, his gaze still focused on his index finger.

Jiang Chengyu's gaze followed He Ziyu's eyes, nose, and mouth downwards, and he couldn't help but imagine the feeling of his lips brushing against them one by one.

He liked He Ziyu so much that he was almost going crazy.

This feeling is different from love at first sight; there is no impulsiveness involved. It is only a slow and steady flow of affection, and a deep affection that becomes more and more unforgettable with the passage of time.

The young man in front of him had been with him for more than ten years.

They are family, friends, and irreplaceable figures in my life.

Seeing He Ziyu's focused expression, Jiang Chengyu's suppressed emotions began to stir. He leaned down, getting closer and closer to He Ziyu, their faces drawing ever closer...

"Alright, all done. Look how many I pasted..." As He Ziyu looked up, his gaze met Jiang Chengyu's face, which was very close to his.

The words he hadn't finished speaking were abruptly cut off.

Jiang Chengyu's breath was hot, and his gaze was hot too. His dull outline was reflected in his dark pupils, like a deadly vortex, pulling him hard into the depths of desire.

He Ziyu's Adam's apple bobbed, as if something was about to jump out of his chest.

The two of them stood there, nose to nose, neither of them saying a word.

Time ticked by, and Jiang Chengyu's rationality was completely worn away.

Just as he was preparing to take the plunge and go in person...

The boy in front of him took the initiative and gave him a light, fleeting kiss on the corner of his lips.

Jiang Chengyu's breath hitched.

He stared blankly at He Ziyu, whose face was also flushed, his eyes filled with surprise and flattery.

Did He Ziyu kiss him?

Did you kiss... him?

Before he could figure out why He Ziyu kissed him, Jiang Chengyu pinched his chin, wanting to kiss him back.

But then...

"Ding-dong—"

A crisp doorbell rang out, utterly out of place.

"Your parents must be here!" He Ziyu stood up abruptly and was about to leave when he accidentally kicked over the medical kit next to him in his haste.

The contents of the box scattered all over the ground in an instant.

He quickly squatted down and hurriedly put the things back.

"You...you go down first, I'll clean up here." Jiang Chengyu pushed him aside, staring at the ground, not daring to look at him.

"Ah, okay." He Ziyu responded, took a few steps forward, realized he was going the wrong way, and turned back, going back and forth like a complete idiot.

Fortunately, Jiang Chengyu was looking down and picking things up, so he didn't see his embarrassing state.

He Ziyu hurriedly left the room, found a corner to lean against the wall, and took deep breaths, then exhaled, trying to calm himself down.

He actually kissed her...

Yu-ge is still a virgin... oops, still an innocent young man, and he actually kissed him!

Then, can he take responsibility for this?

Little Devil: Taking responsibility? That sounds so nice, but it's just an excuse for him to seduce young men. →_→

He Ziyu: Shut up!

He Ziyu covered his face, his whole body in a state of high excitement, twisting and turning like a noodle.

He almost kissed Jiang Chengyu on the lips just now; if he had moved just a tiny bit to the side...

"Ayu, what are you doing? Do you have fleas on you?" Zhou Ying went upstairs to find He Ziyu, and before she had taken two steps, she saw someone huddled in the corner, covering his face and "wriggling" incessantly.

He Ziyu jumped in fright and quickly spread his fingers to peek at Zhou Ying through them.

"Your Uncle Jiang and Aunt Shen are here. Go downstairs and say hello to them," Zhou Ying said.

"Okay, I'll wash my face and then go downstairs."

After He Ziyu finished speaking, he ran into the bathroom and closed the door.

Looking at his face, which was as red as a monkey's bottom in the mirror, He Ziyu felt incredibly pathetic.

In his past life, he was a love-obsessed tyrant who could drive people to despair. How come he's become such a coward after being reborn? He's already this excited before they've even kissed! Is he even capable of this?!

He Ziyu turned on the tap and splashed a handful of cold water on his face.

Immediately afterwards, his fingertips gently touched his lips.

The touch of that kiss just now felt so real, and it even had a faint scent of face wash on it…

I really want to experience it again, waaaaah!

After washing his face, He Ziyu composed himself and went downstairs.

Jiang Guosheng and Shen Murou were sitting on the sofa, both dressed in formal attire. When they saw He Ziyu, they quickly invited him to sit down.

He Ziyu appeared calm on the surface, but inside he was feeling uneasy, with a sense that he had secretly taken advantage of the couple.

Jiang Guosheng: "Ayu, I heard you're the vice class monitor now, and you've even joined the student council?"

He Ziyu nodded: "Uncle, how did you know? My mother told you, right?"

"It was Cheng Yu who said it," Jiang Guosheng said. "When we heard it, we thought he was joking."

He Ziyu's inner thoughts: That's for sure...

In his past life, he was a cynical and irresponsible person who only knew how to play all day long. He had nothing to do with studying or being a class leader.

In an attempt to salvage his image in the eyes of Jiang's parents, He Ziyu said, "I'm just thinking that now that I'm going to high school, I can't afford to slack off anymore, so I'm putting some pressure on myself..."

"It's not too late to work hard now," Jiang Guosheng said. "Maybe after graduating from high school, we can still get into the same university as Chengyu."

He Ziyu was overjoyed to hear this and quickly wanted to say that he would try his best, but before he could finish speaking, Shen Murou interrupted him.

"Isn't Chengyu going abroad? Aying feels sorry for her son and won't let Ayu go so far away."

"..."

Jiang Chengyu did indeed go abroad in his previous life and continued to develop his career overseas. It seems he needs to find a way to prevent this from happening, or leave with him.

As I pondered, He Ningqiu walked over from a distance.

"Uncle, Aunt, hello..." He stood upright with his feet together, looking somewhat reserved.

Jiang Guosheng and Shen Murou exchanged glances.

They had heard about He Lianghan adopting a son. It was said that it was because He Ziyu was too disappointing and he wanted to adopt a reliable child to inherit the family business.

The couple didn't really believe this claim in private.

The He family has grown rapidly, and its influence in Yuecheng has increased over the years. Is it realistic to simply hand over such a large enterprise to someone with no blood relation?

He Ziyu was indeed a bit of a playboy.

But he was still young and there was still a possibility of change. Instead of trying to guide He Ziyu onto the right path, He Lianghan placed his hopes on a strange boy who was about the same age as him. This made them suspect that there was some unspeakable secret between the boy and He Lianghan.

"You must be He Ningqiu?" Jiang Guosheng asked.

"Yes..." He Ningqiu lowered his head slightly, looking timid and submissive.

He Ziyu rolled his eyes inwardly.

Is this guy addicted to playing the pitiful little thing?

Jiang Guosheng and Shen Murou chatted with him briefly before turning the conversation back to He Ziyu.

After all, he was a child he had watched grow up, so he definitely had more to talk about than He Ningqiu. He Ningqiu felt a little awkward and simply sat down next to him and played on his phone.

Not long after, Zhou Ying called everyone to dinner.

He Ningqiu rushed over to help, practically wearing the words "I'm very diligent" on her face.

A short while later, Jiang Chengyu also came downstairs.

The two families sat around the dining table, exchanged pleasantries, and then clinked glasses.

Jiang Guosheng: "I'm not trying to be mean, Lao He, you should have moved here with us back then. The urban development in Bishuiwan is quite good."

“Back then, the house next door to you wasn’t vacant,” He Lianghan said. “To tell you the truth, I moved here just to be your neighbor. If this house wasn’t next to yours, I wouldn’t have bought it.”

Friendships between men are always so simple; a few teasing words between them and the atmosphere becomes lively.

However, compared to the adults' lively conversation, the three children seemed a bit reserved.

As for He Ningqiu, he's a third wheel, so it's normal that nobody pays attention to him.

What's strange is Jiang Chengyu and He Ziyu.

These two people, who should have been talking freely, were now eating in silence, their expressions a little strange.

He Ningqiu bit her chopsticks, looking left and right, suspecting that the two had quarreled.

To confirm his guess, he deliberately picked up a piece of ribbonfish and put it on Jiang Chengyu's plate.

"Brother Yu, let's eat fish."

"..."

Jiang Chengyu was savoring the soft touch of He Ziyu's kiss on the corner of his mouth when he suddenly saw an extra piece of fish on his plate and looked up in confusion.

"This fish is a bit far from you, I'm afraid you won't be able to reach it." Worried that the elders might overthink it, He Ningqiu didn't forget to explain.

He Ziyu felt a little nauseous.

He thought he had put his heart into what he said to He Ningqiu before moving, but it turned out that the guy wouldn't listen at all and even continued to challenge his bottom line.

Thinking it over, He Ziyu picked up Jiang Chengyu's plate, stood up, and ate every dish on the table.

In the blink of an eye, the dishes on the plate were piled up like a small mountain.

He Ziyu smiled on the surface, but his hands kept moving, like building blocks, filling every gap and not letting any space go to waste, until the top block was about to collapse.

"Oh dear, that's enough..." Zhou Ying was both amused and exasperated by his behavior. "You didn't even ask Chengyu which one he liked before piling so much on his plate?"

"He likes them all. He said your cooking is the best he's ever had, right, Brother Yu?"

"Yes," Jiang Chengyu nodded, "Auntie's cooking is unforgettable once you've tasted it."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Ying was overjoyed.

Soon, the plate full of food was placed back in front of Jiang Chengyu.

The vegetables were piled up so high that I could only start picking them up from the top. But the leafy greens on top were tangled with the carrot shreds below, and if I didn't pick them up properly, the whole "mountain" would collapse.

He Ziyu looked at the person who didn't know where to start and struggled to hold back his laughter.

Now He Ningqiu couldn't serve him any more food.

However, Jiang Chengyu also suffered.

……

Thanks to He Ziyu, Jiang Chengyu successfully ate his fill.

After dinner, he made an excuse to go home and rummaged through drawers looking for antacids.

As I was searching, I heard the doorbell ring.

Clutching his aching stomach, he opened the door and saw He Ziyu standing before him with water and medicine.

"May I come in?"