I don’t want to be an idol when I’m reborn

Jiang Chuwei finally got on the train home, and his excitement was beyond words.

The last time I came back was during the Chinese New Year. However, Jiang Chuwei told Zhang Hongmei a false arrival time.

She wanted to take advantage of these few hours to visit Jiang Heng's house.

Wang Huiye came to pick her up. She had just finished her exams. One of her classes was supposed to be a mid-term exam, but the teacher had something to do at home, so it was changed to a thesis completion class. She ended her sophomore year of study ahead of schedule.

"Ertu, give me the box."

"Hey! When did Da Tu hurt me so much!" Jiang Chuwei teased Wang Huiye, "I didn't expect it!"

"Tch, can't you be a good sister?" Wang Huiye took the box and looked around, "But I always feel like someone is secretly filming you."

Jiang Chuwei took off her sunglasses and took a closer look. She walked forward and said, "Hey, there's no need for this. It's my private trip. This is my homecoming. Do you want to take pictures too?"

"I..." the boy wanted to argue, "I'm not a fan!"

"If you were a passerby, you would ask me why I photographed you. Why do you think I photographed you?" Jiang Chuwei said with a cold face, "Stop pretending, don't you come to Team C performances often?"

"Oh, can't we take photos of private trips? You are such a famous person!" The boy turned around and ran away.

Jiang Chuwei's good mood was suddenly affected by the illegitimate meal.

Wang Huiye patted her back: "Don't be angry, Ertu, you won't do it."

Jiang Chuwei kept taking deep breaths until they got into a taxi and calmed down.

However, she still chose to post a comment on Weibo to prevent problems before they happen. If some people see her and her fans in Chongqing at the same time, rumors may spread again:

Jiang Chuwei took his male fan home.

[Please be respectful to some fans. My return to Chongqing is a private trip. Please do not follow me to Chongqing privately. 】

Fans immediately appeared in the comment area, comforting Jiang Chuwei and at the same time scolding the unruly fans.

At 12 noon, Jiang Chuwei called Jiang Heng. In fact, she was already downstairs at Jiang Heng.

"Hey, Dad, are you home?"

"Chu Wei, are you already here? I've just finished class. Wait for me for 5 minutes. I'll be home soon." Jiang Heng picked up the car keys and anxiously turned on the electric car.

Wang Huiye pulled Jiang Chuwei, opened the door of the coffee shop, and ordered a cup of cappuccino and a small cake.

"Pay." Wang Huiye nodded Jiang Chuwei.

Jiang Chuwei paid helplessly, her heart bleeds, 80 yuan, what kind of high-end coffee shop is this!

The two of them sat by the window and watched Jiang Heng come back on his electric bike.

"Go!" Wang Huiye put on her hat, fearing that her ex-uncle would see her.

Jiang Chuwei walked out of the coffee shop.

"dad."

Jiang Heng was stunned for a moment. This was the first time he saw Jiang Chuwei in person after three years.

"Well, let's go upstairs." Jiang Heng didn't dare to get too close to Jiang Chuwei. They hadn't seen each other for a long time, and even if they were relatives, they could not help but feel strange and polite.

52 steps, third floor, more than 50 square meters of space, with mangosteens and grapes on the coffee table.

"Chu Wei, eat some fruit." Jiang Heng pointed to the coffee table and asked Jiang Chuwei to sit on the sofa. He moved a chair and sat across from Jiang Chuwei.

There was no trace of a woman in the hut. The balcony was covered with Jiang Heng's clothes, and even some clothes that Jiang Chuwei didn't think belonged to Jiang Heng.

That big shirt shouldn't be something Jiang Heng's 175cm tall can fit into.

Jiang Heng asked: "How are you doing recently? Are your mother and grandma okay?"

Jiang Chuwei didn't want to settle old scores with him, nor did she want to listen to his hypocritical greetings, so she went straight to the point:

"Dad, you said you have something very important to tell me. What is it?"

Jiang Heng saw that Jiang Chuwei had no intention of greeting him, and his face was obviously embarrassed. He patted his thigh, got up and went into the house to get something.

He took out the photo album and diary from the room, and first handed the photo album to Jiang Chuwei.

"Chu Wei, there are some things that I have agreed with your mother to wait until you get married before telling you." Jiang Heng said in a low tone, "However, I find that your misunderstanding of dad is getting deeper and deeper. I think, You are 18 years old. You are an adult, and there are some things that I cannot hide from you for too long."

Jiang Chuwei suddenly had an ominous premonition. She always felt that she was going to learn a huge secret today.

"You take a look at the album first." Jiang Heng motioned Jiang Chuwei to look through the album.

In the photo album, there are yellowed color photos of young men smashing hard on the badminton court.

Young man drinking water from glass.

The young man leaned on the motorcycle and showed his scissor hands, smiling broadly.

young men…

Jiang Chuwei had seen this young man's photo a long time ago, when Jiang Chuwei turned to the last page.

Young Jiang Heng, young Zhang Hongmei, and the young man stood in the middle, holding their shoulders.

On the back it says: Auld Lang Syne.

Time: September 1993.

"I have seen this man's photo." Jiang Chuwei couldn't explain why. She always felt that there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity. "Why do you want me to see his photo? Is he your friend?"

"Yes."

"Then what's his name?"

"His name is Chu Jie." Jiang Heng said calmly.

At this moment, the air was still. Jiang Chuwei's heart seemed to be stung, his fingertips trembled, and his legs began to shake involuntarily.