"Nice to meet you, my name is Xia Zhiye. I was born on a quiet summer night... I'm best at cooking and doing household chores. My hobby is reading, I'm not really into sports or anything like that," Zhiye wrote her name on the blackboard and gracefully turned around to introduce herself to everyone.

"Oh... how wonderful..."

"If only this girl could be my girlfriend..."

The boys in the classroom started fantasizing about her, but I remained calm in my heart. After all, I knew Zhiye. Although I sometimes felt embarrassed when I saw her, mainly because of her chest, it really was hard to maintain direct eye contact for too long.

"I transferred to this school just to see someone, to go to school together, to leave school together, and... to study together, have lunch together, and enjoy a happy campus life together," Zhiye's gaze slowly focused on one person.

Everyone followed her gaze, and then the whole class looked at me.

"Oh... what, so it's this insignificant guy,"

"I envy... no, I'm really angry!"

"Unforgivable, completely unforgivable, how could it be this guy with almost no presence at all."

I was subjected to their cold words and speechless ridicule, and their comments were really harsh.

"Quiet down a bit..."

The teacher signaled to them.

"That... Zhiye, please continue..." the teacher adjusted her glasses and seemed interested as well.

"Jie, I really like you. I'm willing to do anything for you... Do you like me?" Zhiye blushed and confessed in front of everyone.

"Ah, damn it! Die, you lucky bastard, get out!"

"My goddess... my goddess... Ah~"

"I hear it's all fake... This can't be true,"

After hearing this, many boys started to break down, and the girls were also in disbelief. As for myself, I wanted to find a hole to hide in. Now I would become the center of attention at school again.

And this wasn't an ordinary problem for me. On one hand, I was subjected to jealousy and exclusion from the boys, and on the other hand, I was already dating Su Yuqian. Didn't this make me seem like I was two-timing?

"I'm not talented, but I will spend my school life with you all. Please take care of me. And please don't bother Jie, because this has nothing to do with him," Zhiye said respectfully, bowing to everyone. The teacher looked at the students in front of her.

"Zhiye, you can sit next to Youjie," the teacher said.

"Teacher... why!?"

Many boys protested.

"Well... because there's only an empty seat there..."

"I... can give my seat to Zhiye," one boy insisted.

"Um, Zhiye, what do you think?" the teacher asked.

"I really, really want to sit next to Jie. Please don't obstruct me," Zhiye said with a respectful tone. The other boy couldn't argue and reluctantly sat down.

Zhiye came and sat next to me, in an adjacent seat.

"Jie..." Zhiye called me in a gentle tone and smiled.

"I hope my appearance didn't scare you... Do you remember me?"

Zhiye asked me, and it felt familiar, probably from the first time I met Zhiye.

I didn't say anything, and Zhiye's expression showed a hint of regret. "Maybe it's been too long that Jie can't remember. After all, Jie was only four at that time. But... I'm so happy to see you again... because we meet again, and I've been thinking about you all the time."

The way she spoke was just like Zhiye, and she was indeed Zhiye. But why did it feel like time was flowing backwards and we were back to that moment?

I was in a state of confusion and couldn't figure it out.

"Why are you so silent, Jie? Did my appearance make you unhappy?"

Zhiye's expression turned slightly dark.

"No... it's just that Zhiye appeared so suddenly..."

"Is that so? I didn't tell you in advance because I wanted to surprise you. If my presence made you unhappy, I'm really sorry. But I really wanted to see you, and these are my true feelings."

Zhiye looked at me with sincere eyes, which made me unsure of what to say. "Zhiye, is there something you want to talk about... Can we talk after class? It's time for class now," the teacher said, somewhat troubled. "I'm sorry..." Zhiye quickly apologized. "Alright, let's continue with the class... Everyone, open your textbooks..." "Jie, I haven't received my textbook yet, so... Can I look at a book with you?" Zhiye asked. I pushed my desk together with hers and opened the textbook. This action attracted some burning gazes, and I sighed and looked back at the book. We said we were going to read together, but in reality, Zhiye would often sneakily glance at me, even if I noticed, she didn't seem to mind.