After rebirth, I rejected the rich yandere lady

It was only because as students in the school, we were far from having the chance to touch upon such matters, and how could those in the prime of youth understand the sorrow of youth slipping away?

These poems that were learned will only ambush you suddenly at a certain moment, and only then can one truly comprehend their meaning.

Um... so bitter.

Yao Mingyue looked at the specks of dust that had settled on the desk and picked up a cloth to gently wipe them away.

He always said he wasn't gentle enough, that she had never cooked a meal for him or done the housework... Yao Mingyue inwardly disagreed.

When she had money in the future, there would be no need to worry about this sort of thing. If it came to it, she could just hire a maid. With money, why still bother with these trivial matters?

But when she actually took the initiative to do things she had never thought of doing before, like showing weakness to him, cooking him a meal, preparing a surprise for him, or simply taking care of the household chores...

She suddenly felt that actually, this was not so bad, especially when she saw Xu Musen's surprised and touched expression.

Her heart felt a fulfillment she had never experienced before. Taking care of someone could become addictive, and perhaps that was the feeling she was experiencing.

"Eh?"

As Yao Mingyue crouched down to wipe the table, she discovered a small drawer underneath.

Yao Mingyue pulled it open and was momentarily stunned by the contents inside, which included numerous photos and letters, and even a remote-controlled car.

There were many photos, but in each one was the figure of Yao Mingyue.

From a young age, there was Yao Mingyue playing, riding a bicycle, walking, eating, happy, goofy, sad, daydreaming...

Yao Mingyue could not remember having done so many things, yet they were preserved forever in the photos.

All of them were taken by Xu Musen, or picked from other photos.

That was... really creepy...

Yao Mingyue's face turned a little red. She could understand Xu Musen's thoughts at the time because she also had an album about him in her room.

If both are creepy, does that make it mutual infatuation?

Pfft! That could only be considered an understanding between childhood sweethearts, yes, that's it.

Just don't know if that teenager used this as his spell-casting material...

Yao Mingyue decided not to think about it, focusing her attention back on the envelopes lying around, numerous and scattered.

She picked one up and her eyes immediately brightened. Continue reading at My Virtual Library Empire

"Yao Mingyue, please make sure to read this letter carefully, I have so many things I want to tell you..."

"Yao Mingyue, forgive me for not daring to write my name, but my feelings are genuine. I've always liked you..."

"Ming Yue, I… am Xu Musen. I think you should know by now, I'm sorry I didn't have the courage to write my name until now. Ming Yue, I like you, not because someone else confessed to you yesterday and I decided to confess in a huff... Okay, I was really angry, but I also truly like you..."

Letter by letter, the span of time they covered may have been the longest at four or five years.

Their style changed from naive to... increasingly slick.

The pages were slightly yellowed, and many were clearly drafts written unsatisfactorily, or perhaps without the courage to be sent out.

But each letter, or rather each love letter, was written with utmost sincerity.

There were a few letters whose content Yao Mingyue still remembered, after all, Xu Musen had embarrassed himself publicly many times.

But seeing this thick stack, she truly realized what it meant to materialize one's affection for someone.

If love had a thickness...

Yao Mingyue held the thick stack of love letters and read them over and over, as if all the versions of Xu Musen from elementary school, middle school, and high school appeared before her, each holding their respective letters from that time, confessing to the common heroine in these letters—Sister Mingyue.

Yao Mingyue silently read, cherishing the naive, slick, youthful, innocent words.

She alternated between laughter and pursed lips, with a tearful gleam flickering in the corner of her eye.

"Love letters..."

Yao Mingyue committed every word of these envelopes to memory, then gently placed them back where they belonged.

Her gaze drifted to the remote-controlled car set aside.

Though Xu Musen had bought her a Barbie doll, she had also secretly bought him a remote-controlled car, worried Xu Musen would overthink it, so she never let him know and sneakily gave it to him among other birthday presents.

Xu Musen hadn't played with it in a long time but still cherished it greatly.

"Mom, I'm back."

At the doorway, Xu Musen knocked and called out.

Yao Mingyue snapped back to reality, quickly put everything away, pushed the drawer back in place, and walked out.

At that moment, Xu Musen had arrived at the front door with Bai Xin.

"Big Bai... Xiao Bai, I've missed you so much."

Liu Rushuang was the happiest, hugging Bai Xin tightly as she walked over.

Standing aside, Xu Musen felt it was like a particle collider experiment; indeed, like attracts like.

Bai Xin, noticing there were still people in the room, blushed slightly and released her best friend.

"You must be Teacher Bai. It's been many years since we last met."

Mother Xu also came forward, looking at Bai Xin. It had been many years since they last met, and she had been much younger then; both of them had changed significantly over the years.

"Sister Xu, there's no need to call me teacher; just call me Xiao Bai or Xiao Xin like before," Bai Xin said, addressing Mother Xu, recalling the substantial changes she had undergone throughout the years, having met her when she was only in her twenties.