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Shen Yu’s heart almost jumped out of his chest as he stared at that name.
There was no doubt about it—Cheng Mofei had also traveled back in time with him!
In terms of novel or game plots, this should be called "rebirth."
Shen Yu's fingers trembled slightly as he gripped the mouse tightly, clicking the left button several times before successfully hitting the "Add Friend" button.
To his surprise, adding Cheng Mofei as a friend required no verification at all. The request was instantly accepted.
Shen Yu subconsciously swallowed and stared at the chat window with the name “I Love Shen Yu.” He quickly typed out four words: 【I am Shen Yu】
One second, two seconds… the other side immediately sent a video call request.
Shen Yu clicked "Accept" without hesitation, put on the internet café's headphones, and stared fixedly at the rapidly buffering video.
Within moments, a familiar, youthful, and handsome face appeared on the computer screen.
"Xiao Yu."
Cheng Mofei's voice trembled slightly, and the moment the video call connected, his eyes quickly reddened.
Judging by the background behind him, it looked like a bedroom—most likely the place he had stayed at while attending high school in another city.
Shen Yu let out a barely audible hum, his nose starting to sting. “It’s me, we…”
“We both came back,” Cheng Mofei finished his sentence.
Shen Yu could no longer hold back his tears, they spilled over.
Cheng Mofei wanted to cry too. After all, no one could remain indifferent after experiencing life and death. But instead, he quickly tried to comfort Shen Yu.
The guy sitting in front of Shen Yu at the internet café overheard the sobbing and turned around in confusion. Seeing how hard Shen Yu was crying, he silently handed over a pack of tissues without asking anything.
Probably some issue with his online lover…
With those headphones on, he was obviously talking to someone.
As a regular at the internet café, the guy had seen this kind of situation a few times before.
Sigh, online relationships sure are tough.
The unexpected pack of tissues being handed over made Shen Yu sniffle, helping him regain a bit of control over his tears. He gave the guy a small "thank you," then tore open the pack and wiped his face.
In his headphones, Cheng Mofei’s voice was still soothing him.
His voice was slightly different from when he was in his thirties, more youthful, more inexperienced—but still just as pleasant to hear.
Seeing that Shen Yu had finally wiped away his tears and stopped crying, Cheng Mofei immediately said, "I’ll buy a plane ticket right now and fly over to you."
But Shen Yu shook his head, telling him not to be so impulsive.
As much as he also wanted Cheng Mofei to be right in front of him, close enough to touch, they had to be rational.
Shen Yu said, "If we really were reborn together back to 2015, we need to plan out what to do next."
Cheng Mofei was just a high school student at this point. It was a Tuesday, he still had classes to attend. If he just flew over recklessly, his original life would be completely disrupted, making things even harder to handle later.
They first had to put their respective lives in order before they could plan their future together.
How could Cheng Mofei not understand this? It was just that, having lost Shen Yu once before, he couldn't bring himself to be completely rational now that he had gotten him back.
But still, he obediently nodded and spoke to Shen Yu through the video call.
Shen Yu immediately told him everything that had happened since he woke up in this new life.
After listening, Cheng Mofei also shared his side of the story.
The moment Shen Yu’s heart stopped beating, Cheng Mofei suddenly felt his vision go black. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself back in his high school classroom.
At first, he thought he had fainted from grief over Shen Yu’s death. But as soon as he took in his surroundings, he knew this couldn't be a dream.
If it were a dream, then it should have been filled with Shen Yu—not some high school classroom.
He had no fond memories of high school. In fact, he wished he could forget it altogether, especially because of that disgusting homeroom teacher.
Realizing something was very wrong, he wasted no time and rushed straight home from school.
In high school, students weren’t allowed to bring phones to school, so Cheng Mofei always left his phone at home.
When he got back home, he saw a missed call from not long ago—the caller ID showed that it was from Shen Yu’s hometown.
He knew right away that it was most likely Shen Yu who had called, meaning Shen Yu had probably also returned to 2015, just like him.
This year, he was in his second year of high school, while Shen Yu was in his first year.
Without hesitation, he called back. But the person who answered was Shen Yu’s homeroom teacher.
The teacher asked if he was a family member of Shen Yu. His heart pounded wildly, but he answered, “Yes.”
The teacher then informed him that Shen Yu had already gone home.
At that moment, Cheng Mofei had no way to contact Shen Yu.
At this point in time, Shen Yu didn’t have his own phone or phone number. His QQ and WeChat accounts were also different from the ones they used after they got together.
The only thing he could do was think of a way to let Shen Yu know as soon as possible that he had also been reborn.
So he changed his QQ name to “I Love Shen Yu,” set his friend request settings to allow anyone to add him, and waited by his phone.
Sure enough, after some time, he finally received a friend request.
"I'll buy you a phone and get you a SIM card first," Cheng Mofei said.
Shen Yu nodded.
Right now, his situation was pretty bad—he had no choice but to rely on Cheng Mofei for the time being.
Not long after, Shen Yu received a brand-new phone and SIM card.
The internet café's environment wasn’t great, it was filled with heavy smoke.
With nowhere else to go for now, he casually picked a bubble tea shop, settled into the most secluded corner, and continued his video call with Cheng Mofei on his new phone.
Cheng Mofei had thoughtfully included a new pair of earphones along with the phone.
By this point, both of them had calmed down considerably, making it easier to have a rational discussion about their next steps.
Cheng Mofei said, "I’m currently attending high school in Quecheng. My grandma’s treatment won’t be finished until the first semester of my senior year, so I won’t be able to return to Yancheng anytime soon. Do you want to transfer to Quecheng No.1 High School? We can go through high school together."
Of course, Shen Yu wanted to stay with Cheng Mofei. He asked, "How would I transfer? Do you have a plan?"
If it were the thirty-year-old Cheng Mofei, bringing Shen Yu to his side would be effortless. But right now, he was just a seventeen-year-old minor. Even though he had plenty of pocket money and could easily buy Shen Yu a phone, fully supporting him financially wasn’t so simple.
"I have an idea," Cheng Mofei said.
"Hmm?" Shen Yu responded.
"I’ll have my family sponsor you."
Shen Yu blinked quickly.
That was actually a pretty good plan.
He had good grades. While he wasn’t technically a financially disadvantaged student, his current situation was undeniably rough. Though he wasn’t in dire need of sponsorship, he believed that Cheng Mofei could make it happen.
"Leave it to me. Just wait for my news."
"Okay."
The two of them continued their video call for the entire afternoon, only ending it after dinner.
Before they hung up, Cheng Mofei transferred some money to Shen Yu again, telling him to make sure he ate well and took care of his health.
Even through the video call, Shen Yu had unintentionally leaned in close to the camera, but Cheng Mofei could still tell just how thin his sixteen-year-old self was.
Shen Yu smiled and agreed to eat properly. For dinner, he bought a lot of food and finished everything in front of Cheng Mofei on the video call.
Before his death, there had been a long period when he barely ate anything—partly due to dietary restrictions and because he had lost his appetite.
But now that time had rewound, his body was still young. It was just too thin, lacking proper nutrition. However, his appetite was surprisingly good.
After finishing his meal, Shen Yu put away his phone and slowly made his way back to school.
Evening self-study was about to begin.
Before Cheng Mofei successfully convinced his parents to sponsor him, Shen Yu needed to clean up the mess on his side first.
Just as he followed his memories back to the classroom, a familiar voice called out to him.
"Shen Yu!"
Shen Yu immediately turned around.
As expected, he saw Fang Xiang’s smiling face.
His childhood friend—his best friend.
Back in high school, Fang Xiang had been in the class next door. Like Shen Yu, he was also a chemistry student. Between classes, he would always come over to chat. During meals, he would often share his food, casually placing extra dishes into Shen Yu’s bowl.
Whenever Shen Yu didn’t want to stay at Shen Lide’s house, he would go to Fang Xiang’s home for a breather, studying and doing homework together. Fang Xiang’s parents welcomed him warmly, treating him like family.
Before Shen Yu’s death, Fang Xiang had come to visit him. But since he had moved south for work after graduation, he couldn’t stay by Shen Yu’s side all the time.
Shen Yu didn’t even want to think about how devastated Fang Xiang must have been when he heard about his death.
As these thoughts swirled in his mind, sixteen-year-old Fang Xiang, dressed in the school’s blue-and-white uniform, had already bounced over to him. With a grin, he pulled a small packet of moyu shuang (konjac snack) from his pocket and handed it over.
“Here.”
Shen Yu smiled as he accepted it. Instead of opening it right away, he tucked it into his jacket pocket.
Mo Yu, Moyu, Moyu Shuang…
It was practically a “couple’s name” for him and Cheng Mofei.
Fang Xiang eyed him with mild concern. “Where were you this afternoon? You weren’t in class. I asked your classmates, and they said you weren’t feeling well. What happened? Were you feeling sick?”
It was obvious that Fang Xiang had come looking for him during the break but couldn’t find him.
Yet now, Shen Yu looked perfectly fine, with no signs of illness at all.
Shen Yu shook his head and smiled slightly. "I just didn’t feel like attending class all of a sudden, so I went out for a walk."
Fang Xiang’s eyes widened slightly.
Was this the legendary rebellious freedom?!
Before they could continue their conversation, the evening self-study bell suddenly rang. They had no choice but to return to their respective classrooms.
The evening study session passed quickly.
Shen Yu, feeling a strange sense of novelty, flipped through all of his first-year textbooks, skimming over his sixteen-year-old self’s neat yet immature handwriting. A wave of emotion stirred in his heart.
Many people after growing up look back fondly on their school days.
Shen Yu didn’t exactly miss those days but there were indeed many things he wanted to make up for.
During the session, some students were busy doing their homework, some were secretly passing notes, and some were struggling to stay awake…
Shen Yu, however, did none of those things.
Instead, he carefully tore a blank page from his notebook and began writing a letter—to his mother.
To be more precise, Shen Yu wrote several versions of the letter before finally settling on one. He carefully copied it down, making sure each word was neat and legible.
At this point, his mother was still alive, and she occasionally sent him letters with living expenses enclosed. However, those letters were always intercepted by Shen Lide and others and never made it into his hands.
In the past, Shen Yu had no chance to respond to his mother’s letters, but now, even though he couldn’t see her immediately, he finally had the opportunity to write to her.
After the evening study session ended, Fang Xiang came as usual to walk home with him. Shen Yu, however, made an excuse and turned him down.
He had to send a letter to his mother.
He also needed to call Cheng Mofei.
Tomorrow night... Tomorrow night, he will definitely go home with my brother.
Once Shen Yu was a little further from the school campus, he secretly pulled out his phone, which he had turned off before the study session.
As soon as he turned it on, he saw that Cheng Mofei had sent him over 99+ messages.
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