My Childhood Sweetheart Is a Little Crybaby!-Chapter 92: He’s Just a Tool Guy

West City Attached Middle School entrance

Jiang Yuan spotted Xu Jiayan amongst the crowd at once, immediately standing on tiptoe and waving at him: "Brother Yan!"

The boys who had come out with Xu Jiayan were dazzled at once, chiming in: "Class rep, is that your little sister? She’s so cute!"

"She looks obedient and soft, her voice is so pleasant too, I also want a sister like that."

"If my sister looked like her, I’d buy her snacks every day!"

"..."

Everyone was chattering away.

Xu Jiayan’s gaze fell on the little girl at the entrance, his eyes unconsciously softening a bit.

Jiang Yuan watched that familiar figure approach from afar, and, once in front of her, she dashed towards the young man like a delighted butterfly.

"Why are you here?" Xu Jiayan glanced at the beads of sweat on her forehead, frowning slightly.

This girl couldn’t have walked all the way here, could she?

From elementary to middle school, it wasn’t exactly far, but definitely not close either.

Xu Jiayan took out a tissue from his pocket, naturally wiping Jiang Yuan’s sweat for her.

The passing students were all stunned.

Was this still their school’s aloof Academic God?

Rumor had it that there weren’t even enough girls in the whole school who could talk to him to count on one’s fingers. Yet, unexpectedly, he had such a tender side. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

That must be his sister, huh? How lucky!

For a moment, the boys looked at Xu Jiayan with surprise, and the girls looked at Jiang Yuan with envy.

"Bro, I’m here too," Xu Jinyan, who had been completely ignored, spoke up faintly.

He was such a big guy, could his brother really not see him?

Xu Jinyan felt like he was just a handyman, specifically for hanging Jiang Xiaoyuan’s bag.

Jiang Yuan stood obediently, tilting her face upward, letting Xu Jiayan wipe her sweat while her eyes sparkled, saying: "Today is Brother Yan’s birthday, I have a gift for Brother Yan."

Xu Jiayan stopped his movements, looking at her: "What gift? Can’t you wait to give it at home?"

"No, I want to be the first to give it, that way it’ll be special!" The little girl’s voice was tender and sweet, sugary like the honey water one drinks in the summer, sweetening one’s heart directly.

Xu Jiayan couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh, "Then why didn’t you give it this morning?"

The little girl spoke softly: "This morning, Brother Yan had school, he definitely wouldn’t have time to look at my gift."

Xu Jiayan: "Okay, let me see what gift you’ve prepared?"

Jiang Yuan immediately turned to look at Xu Jinyan.

Xu Jinyan: "Why are you looking at me? I’m not holding your gift."

"I want you to hand me my backpack," Jiang Yuan rolled her eyes, the other party looked rather simple, not knowing what the new student saw in him.

His face?

At this moment, Jiang Yuan had completely forgotten that she once also worshiped looks.

"Oh!" Xu Jinyan handed over Jiang Xiaoyuan’s backpack from his embrace.

Jiang Yuan took out a sketchbook from her backpack, offering it up to Xu Jiayan like a treasure: "Brother Yan, quick look, this is the gift I prepared for you."

Xu Jiayan accepted the sketchbook and opened it, finding that it was entirely filled with portraits she had drawn of him.

There were at least a dozen.

There were ones of his current look, and also from long ago.

Even his childhood appearance was there.

Who knows how long she had worked on them.

"Brother Yan, do you like it?" The little girl looked up, her eyes sparkling as she gazed at him.

In the past two years, the little girl seemed not to have grown much, there was still a big difference in their heights.

Xu Jiayan could touch her head just by slightly raising his hand.

"Yeah! I like it!" he said.