In fact, for more than ten years of my youth, it has always been Pei Mo who said he would protect me.

We were childhood sweethearts in a proper sense.

I was naturally afraid of pain and often teased as a delicate young lady who couldn't be touched or bumped.

Among these teases, some were well-intentioned while others carried malice, but Pei Mo didn't care about that. He always protected me.

"With me around, Chen Chaomu won't get hurt.

"I will protect her."

Pei Mo hardly concealed his desire to protect me and his possessiveness.

From childhood to adulthood, whether classmates or relatives, they all knew about his relationship with me.

That time when I was almost hit by a car, Pei Mo rushed over from the other side of the road without hesitation and pushed me away.

His leg was bleeding, but he supported me to stand up.

Pei Mo quietly wiped his hands with the corner of his clothes before handing me the candy in his palm.

"Don't cry, I can still give you candy. It means I'm not dead." Pei Mo hoarsely said, pretending to laugh with ease.

I was still afraid of death, while Pei Mo enjoyed extreme sports.

But for me, he quit his favorite car racing.

I learned about this from his best friend.

Usually, after evening self-study, we would walk together, then part ways at our respective doorsteps, saying "see you next time."

But that day, I got angry because Pei Mo had kept something from me, so I walked alone. Pei Mo's injuries hadn't healed, but he limped and followed me all the way.

I noticed it and deliberately hummed, saying, "If someone deceives me again, then we'll never meet again."

The night sky was filled with stars.

When I stopped and turned back, Pei Mo suddenly rushed up and embraced me, pulling me into his arms.

The young boy held me tightly.

His left hand interlocked with mine, and his right hand handed me a handful of candy wrappers folded into stars.

"Don't worry, I can't afford to die for you. There won't be a next time.

"For the sake of these stars, forgive me, okay?"

I still keep those candy wrappers until now, turning them into a painting.

I forgave Pei Mo and, as usual, said to him, "Okay, see you next time."

But the next day, Pei Mo went back to car racing, and he had an accident.

That was also my first time entering the loop.

I didn't know what it meant at that time.