After rebirth, I became addicted to being pampered in his arms

Zhong Qing stared at the first sentence for several seconds. She even forgot her WeChat name from middle school. She didn’t expect him to be so narcissistic?

Makino didn't send any message.

Zhong Qing thought for a moment, moved his fingers a few times, and sent a happy smiling expression.

"You haven't slept yet." He replied quickly.

Zhong Qing curled up in the quilt and typed a few words: "You haven't slept yet."

The person on the other end of the phone screen was standing at the door of his home, listening to the sounds of drinking and laughter coming from the house, and hesitated to knock on the door.

His father is an alcoholic and also loves gambling. Now he is drinking and playing rock-paper-scissors in the living room with some of his friends.

Makino didn't know how many days like this had passed.

The dim light shone on his face. He stared at the green dialog box for a long time before replying, "I'll go to sleep soon."

Zhong Qing stared at those words over and over again and wanted to say something caring, but she had already typed them into the dialog box. Then she felt there was no need to send them out, so she deleted them silently.

When school started on Monday, one student was absent from Class 7 of Grade 3. The head teacher Luo Haoran stood on the podium and spitted: "This is the last year of high school. All the efforts in the past three years will soon bear fruit. At this critical juncture, do not take leave or be absent unless necessary! Students must correct their attitude towards learning and go all out in the last year. Don't leave any regrets for yourself!"

Zhong Qing sat in the fifth row, and after listening to Luo Haoran's chatter, she lowered her head and started to do the exercises. The exercises in the textbook were strange yet familiar, and Zhong Qing felt a little headache, as she had long forgotten the previous knowledge.

Suddenly, a note was thrown on the table, and her best friend Shen Yan kept winking at Zhong Qing, asking her to unfold the note and read it.

There was a line of words written on it: "Did you know that Yue Huai was sent to the correctional facility?"

There was a hint of satisfaction in Zhong Qing's eyes. She did not spread the news deliberately, but those gangsters could not swallow this humiliation after being locked up for three days. When they saw people from Jiangshu Middle School, they said that so-and-so was in jail.

She nodded to Shen Yan, indicating that she knew about it.

Shen Yan made an OK gesture, then tore off a piece of paper, wrote something on it, crumpled it into a ball and threw it at Zhong Qing.

"I heard that he was beaten up in the correctional facility. His face was bruised and swollen. I don't know who he offended."

"Really? That's pretty pitiful."

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the students gathered in groups of three or five to discuss the news they had heard in the QQ group or from the next class, and Yue Huai became the topic of their conversation.

The next class was physical education. After Shen Yan packed up her textbooks, she took Zhong Qing to the playground, gossiping about the news she had obtained along the way.

"You can't judge a person by his appearance. Yue Huai looked honest, but who knew he would get into trouble and be sent to a correctional facility?"

"You can know a person's face but not his heart." Zhong Qing looked indifferent.

I walked back to the campus I attended when I was eighteen years old. There was a light blue sky, lush trees, and students surrounding me. The air was filled with freedom and sunshine.

This is the sky of eighteen-year-olds, it is their time and space.

There were a lot of people on the playground, and I couldn’t even remember the class schedule.

Shen Yan said that in order to save trouble, the physical education teacher adjusted the class schedule so that class seven and class eight could take physical education classes together.

Class 8 is Makino's class, and they used to not be too far apart from each other.

Zhong Qing kept an eye out for Muye's shadow intentionally or unintentionally, searching for him for a long time. Even after both classes had gathered, she still didn't see him.

Didn't you come to class?

After the fifteen-minute running exercise, everyone started to move freely.

It was a hot summer day, and Zhong Qing and Shen Yan were sweating all over after running. They went to the store to buy some drinks and hid in the shade to cool off.

"Why did you buy an extra bottle of drink?" a girl in ordinary clothes asked her companion on the steps of the store.

The companion was a little shy holding the cold drink, and pointed to the small shady park across the playground and said, "I bought a bottle for Makino, he's over there. Let's go over there."

Zhong Qing usually doesn't pay much attention to people, but only turned his gaze when he heard Makino's name.

A sip of cold drink goes down the throat, and the coolness goes through the entire stomach and intestines, giving a thorough refreshing feeling.

"What's that girl's name?"

Shen Yan followed her gaze and patted Zhong Qing's head in confusion: "The one on the left? She's a new girl in Class 8. I think her name is Wenrou. It's the same as your name. Her parents chose it casually."

Zhong Qing rolled her eyes silently and said, "My father's last name is Zhong, and my mother's last name is Qin, so I'm called Zhong Qing, okay? How can it be casual?"

"I don't care, anyone who sounds better than me is welcome!"

Zhong Qing was so angry that she laughed. Shen Yan was just like that, generous and carefree. It was very comfortable to get along with her.

When my legs were broken and I couldn't walk, she was the only one who stayed with me. I will never forget her kindness and love.

Seeing Wenrou crossing the playground and disappearing into the tree-lined park opposite, Zhong Qing raised his head and took a few gulps, threw the empty bottle into the trash can, wiped his hands and said, "Come on, let's go for a walk."

Light and shadow interweave in the tree-lined park, with mottled shadows falling on the ground and on the students' bodies. There are already quite a few people sitting on the seats along the winding paths.

Makino was sleeping on a bench in the corner, covering his face with a half-sized leaf. Wenrou placed the drink beside him, touched his arm carefully and said, "Makino, I bought you a drink, it's iced, do you want to try it?"

Wenrou is a new student who has just transferred in. She looks like a lady in anime, with long black and smooth hair hanging down her back, and a gentle and intellectual personality. In addition, the head of the grade is Wenrou's uncle, so she is very popular in Class 8.

The person on the bench didn't answer. I didn't know if he was really asleep or just pretending to be asleep. Wenrou took out her phone and took a picture of the sky with mottled leaves. She posted it on WeChat Moments and captioned, "It's nice to breathe the same air with the person I love."

One was a photo of the sky, and the other was a fresh selfie of hers, which intentionally revealed half of Makino's arm.

After a while, the grade group started to vibrate non-stop.

Shen Yan is a person who walks at the forefront of the school gossip. She can always smell the latest news. After sitting down on a bench not far away with Zhong Qing, she took out her mobile phone to check the news.

In the grade group.

Unknown Lamb: [Is Wenrou from Class 8 dating? I just checked her Moments and it seems like she’s officially announced it. So excited.jpg]

Sang: [No way? How long has she been here? ]

Lovely me: [Of course not... She is very popular and pretty, many boys like her. I envy her.jpg]

A group of people followed suit and asked what was going on. Soon someone showed the selfie that Wenrou had posted on WeChat Moments, in which Makino's arm was clearly visible.