Only After I Was Reborn Did I Realize That I Had Childhood Sweethearts Chapter 395: When the Story Reaches 2015

C-Site’s New Year’s Eve Gala and Top 100 Creators Awards Ceremony marked Yuanxi Entertainnt’s first large-scale celebratory event. Although the inaugural program had a sowhat knockoff and rustic feel, the effect was exactly as i Fang had envisioned—down-to-earth, natural, community-oriented, and full of youthful energy.

There was no glamorous red carpet, just a crowd of genuinely supportive, warm-hearted audience mbers rather than fake-smiling spectators. The production lacked exquisite, luxurious costus and props, but every performance was delivered with full effort for maximum entertainnt value. The sincerity-filled show garnered widespread praise online, with many creators saying they would never forget this New Year’s Eve gala.

Though around the sa age as these now-famous creators, i Fang always stood out conspicuously among them. He and Xia Yuan were constantly pulled aside by Top 100 winners for group photos, with the creators treating them more like celebrities they had finally gotten to et in person.

Lin Youxi usually left the impression of being aloof and unapproachable, but today she was dressed in a gothic lolita-style dress—the sa outfit often worn by Xi-bao, one of C-Site’s mascots.

This version of Lin Youxi was particularly eye-catching, making everyone more enthusiastic and proactive about interacting with her. She cooperated with all the photo requests, but upon returning ho, she imdiately clung to i Fang, demanding comforting pats.

“You know I don’t like crowded places… I only put up with all of it today for you. I’m exhausted.”

“There, there… I know it was hard on you… Didn’t I say from the start that you could skip it if you wanted?”

“If it were anyone else, of course I would have skipped it.”

Lin Youxi lifted her head to look at i Fang. “But A-Fang isn’t just ‘anyone.’ For our future, of course I’m willing to endure things I don’t like. That’s just how life is…”

“Ugh, don’t say it like that… You’re making feel so guilty… Let pamper you properly—”

i Fang tried to hug and kiss her, but Lin Youxi pushed his face away, suddenly adopting a sorrowful expression. “Don’t… don’t do this, i Fang… We’ve already broken up. We can never go back to how things were before.”

i Fang froze briefly before realizing what she was doing. Cupping her face tenderly, he asked with deep emotion:

“Then… do you still love now?”

“It’s not a matter of love.”

Faced with i Fang’s question, Lin Youxi tilted her head and looked away. “After everything we’ve been through… I… I no longer have the courage to love anyone again.”

“Look into my eyes. Don’t avoid .”

i Fang pinned her against the wall in a kabedon, bracing his arms on either side as he gazed into her eyes.

“Look at . Really look at . We’ve known each other for almost fifteen years as childhood friends. Our lives have long been intertwined. I don’t believe you’ve completely lost all feelings for .”

“If you don’t believe , why not check my heartbeat? See if I still have feelings for you?”

Lin Youxi pressed her chest forward slightly, her eyes sparkling with amusent as she t i Fang’s intense gaze. Trembling, i Fang reached out a hand, as if afraid to confirm the possibility that her love for him had truly faded.

“Hah…”

“Can you feel my heartbeat?”

“I… I can’t.” i Fang said sadly. “Maybe your clothes are too thick.”

“Then let unbutton them so you can check properly.”

“Okay!”

“Enough—enough already!”

Xia Yuan, who had been treated as invisible until now, finally snapped. “You two can’t just get lost in your own little roleplay! What about ? I want A-Fang’s kisses, hugs, and piggyback rides too!”

“Can’t you just wait until after I’m done with A-Fang?”

“No! Why should you get to play with a fresh A-Fang first? You haven’t even won this week’s dating ga yet.”

“What dating ga? There wasn’t even a chance for one this week…”

i Fang sighed. “Let’s just postpone the final showdown until next week.”

“But next week is finals prep! Aren’t you going to study?”

“I heard most exams are open-book, and the computer science material is pretty basic. Shouldn’t be hard.”

Lin Youxi added gently, “It’s much easier than the college entrance exams. Surely no one would fail to even score 60%, right?”

“I-I still need to predict test questions and review!”

Xia Yuan grumbled, “We music majors have to study art history, philosophy, and all sorts of complicated things! It’s not as simple as you think! I’m… I’m going to focus on studying.”

“Winter break isn’t far off,” i Fang agreed. “We should prioritize academics for now. The dating ga’s final round can wait a bit longer…”

“What about tonight, then?”

“Tonight… it’s so cold. How about I warm everyone’s bed?”

“Deal!”

“No objections here.”

Amid the busy end-of-sester crunch, i Fang began reviewing his coursework. The theoretical knowledge from university wasn’t useless—for him, it was an opportunity to systematically fill gaps in his understanding and refine his ga design thinking.

In his past life, he had studied an impractical engineering major, only questioning whether it aligned with his passions upon graduation. His subsequent pivot into ga developnt was entirely self-taught, relying solely on intuition—a disadvantageous approach for professional growth.

While he could leverage his past-life experience, he also needed to strengthen his foundational knowledge. Understanding why certain gas beca hits was crucial—blindly copying formulas wasn’t sustainable.

After a hectic January, including Yuanxi Entertainnt’s equally chaotic annual eting (complete with prize draws and red envelopes), i Fang began planning the trip back ho.

This being their first year of university, the trio no longer needed their fathers to pick them up—i Fang could now drive his “wives” ho himself.

However, the journey spanned over a thousand li (500 km), and with less than a year of driving experience, i Fang ultimately had to consult his family. In the end, his father, i Lijun, made the trip again to chauffeur the “Big Three” ho.

Seeing his father at the station this ti, i Fang was suddenly overwheld with emotion. Noticing i Lijun’s thinning hair, he caught a glimpse of his own lantable future.

“Dad… you’re really going bald…”

“Stop rubbing my head while saying that! Your old man just has fine hair—he’s not bald!”

The journey ho was long, but the trio maintained their old habit of staying at the i household for a while before returning to Bai i County. While Xia Yuan and Lin Youxi were still strategizing over the dating ga’s final showdown, i Fang found himself sighing at the date displayed on his phone.

In the blink of an eye, the story’s tiline had reached 2015.

After this birthday, Youxi and Yuan would turn 20 years old.

Ah… so they were only 20?