Reborn with ex-husband back to high school after divorce

After a rain in City F, the weather was very clear.

In the morning when Shen Mingyan woke up from a hangover, Jian Sang got up early, which is also normal. In the past few years of marriage, Shen Mingyan has already understood his wife's routine, which is regular, healthy, and well organized.

It's just that he doesn't understand, the business trip is over, what is Jian Sang still busy with.

"drop"

The door of the room just opened.

Jian Sang walked in from the outside, carrying a lot of things in the bag.

Shen Mingyan got up from the bed. His clothes were a little messy, revealing a somewhat toned figure. His facial features were deep and three-dimensional, and he was born with a romantic vibe. Feeling unkempt, on the contrary, there will be a fascinating, uninhibited handsomeness.

Shen Mingyan raised his eyebrows, and said lazily: "Wife, where did you go early in the morning?"

Jian Sang took out a packaged box of hangover soup from the bag and put it on the table.

Then, it was all a light breakfast, and he said, "I have asked the people in the hotel to take care of the car you drove yesterday. You drank too much alcohol, so drink the hangover soup, or you will have a headache."

Shen Mingyan rubbed his eyebrows: "It's just a car, it's worth getting up so early."

Look, it's really a young master's style.

Jian Sang sometimes thought, if it wasn't for the fact that the Shen family had a big family and a great business, and the assets would not be spent in a few lifetimes, as for Shen Mingyan's virtue, if it wasn't for his own management, he probably would not live for a few days and would have to go to the street to beg for food with him.

Jian Sang took two sips of porridge from the table: "Come here like this, can you handle the company's affairs?"

Shen Mingyan held the hangover soup in his bony hands, his slender legs crossed, and his posture was lazy: "If I don't transfer to the company after a few days, wouldn't the group of managers I raise be all dry?"

Unreasonable.

Jian Sang lowered her eyes and thought.

Shen Mingyan on the opposite side seemed to be slow, and finally realized that there seemed to be something wrong with his daughter-in-law.

Specifically, he couldn't tell, but he just felt that Jian Sang seemed a little unhappy today. Although he used to be cold, but when he was self-willed, Jian Sang would chatter non-stop, but today he was abnormal. silence.

Not right.

Are you still angry?

Young Master Shen sighed helplessly, and sat up: "I'm not happy yet, I told you, I really went to the reception to have fun, if you don't believe me, I'll let that bastard Wang Yang come over and make it clear."

Jian Sang shook her head slowly.

There was a rare calm in the air.

Under Shen Mingyan's gaze, Jian Sang opened her lips and said, "I have something to tell you."

Shen Mingyan nodded, just as Jian Sang, who was on the opposite side of the sofa, was about to speak, when suddenly, the buzzing of the mobile phone in his pocket completely interrupted what he was about to say.

After hesitating for a moment, Jian Sang took out his mobile phone and found that it was an unfamiliar number.

Jian Sang picked it up, and there was a familiar female voice on the opposite side. Kong Wenjing said: "Class representative, when you were drinking yesterday, didn't you come back to your hometown and say you wanted to go around? You haven't been back in F city for a few years. I'll collect it for you. I found some interesting places, and there are some places where you mention my name to get a discount, so fun!"

Jian Sang's brows and eyes became warmer, and she said in a gentle voice, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, you're welcome."

While talking, the phone hung up.

Shen Mingyan on the opposite side heard it, he stood up and said, "Is City F your hometown? Then don't you have an old house here, let's go, I also want to see the place where you grew up when you were a child, and go for a walk."

When Jian Sang regained consciousness, Shen Mingyan had already dragged her out.

The two of them simply washed up, and even took a taxi to travel. After passing several intersections, they stood in front of an old alley.

It has been a long time here, and the green bricks and green tiles are covered with moss marks.

Occasionally, children would play and walk by in the small alley, and the old man sitting on the side of the road was lying on a rocking chair to bask in the sun, and the big yellow dog was lying at his feet, wagging its tail once and for all.

Shen Mingyan said, "Your family used to live here?"

Jane Sang nodded.

When the original old house was moved away, I kept a key for myself and always carried it with me. At that time, I thought I would come back in a few years. Who knew that after many years, when I came back, I had already married.

The old lady washing vegetables downstairs has a lot more gray hair than before.

When Jian Sang went upstairs, she called out: "Aunt Li."

The old lady turned around slowly, staring at some uncomfortable eyes, and said after a long time: "Sangsang?"

Jian Sang was standing in the stairway, he was wearing clean and pressed trousers with slender legs, years passed, the frail and tattered boy in old clothes, now he is actually worthy of the word "Great Tree". Just like the mulberry tree under the tree, when I first saw it, I felt weak and weak, but when I saw it again, it was already flourishing.

Aunt Li couldn't believe it: "It's really Sangsang."

Jian Sang nodded: "I'll come back and take a look."

Aunt Li smiled and said: "Good to come back, good to come back, I thought you wouldn't come back, you left me the key when you left, and I'll clean up when I'm free."

Jian Sang also smiled: "Thank you."

Aunt Li's eyes fell on Shen Mingyan who was behind again, and the young master was even more natural, waving at her, took a stride, and went upstairs.

This old house may have been visited by no one for many years. The door made a "squeaky" sound. After opening, the furnishings in the room were as usual, crowded, dilapidated, and there was a musty smell.

Shen Mingyan frowned.

The young master was even standing at the door, unwilling to come in: "No wonder you want to move, who can live here."

Jian Sang said in her heart that the house she moved to later had a worse environment.

The only thing that can be seen in the whole house is actually a piano covered with a cloth placed in the living room. Jian Sang walked to the piano and opened the cover of the piano with white and clean hands. Dust rose, but his hand fell on the On the piano, it is with love.

Shen Mingyan leaned over and said, "Do you like piano?"

Jian Sang said, "It's okay."

"I've never seen you play it before." Shen Mingyan's eyes fell on the piano: "So you know how to do this."

Jian Sang's mother is a piano teacher.

But she didn't want Jian Sang to play the piano too. She said that the most regrettable thing in her life was because the piano met her scumbag father. She hoped that Jian Sang would not make the same mistakes again.

But Jian Sang has loved musical instruments since she was a child.

He likes singing, playing the piano, and writing scores.

His father is a world-renowned pianist, but he and his mother are the blemishes of that great pianist. No one knows about them, just like no one knows about his dream.

Jian Sang looked at the piano with a cold jade face and said, "Mother said that good piano music can release people's soul."

Shen Mingyan's tall body leaned against Qin's side, and said slowly: "Most people are just arty."

"At the beginning, I remembered that among the fiancées my mother picked for me, eight out of ten could play the piano, and the pampered young lady seemed difficult to deal with." Shen Mingyan sighed: "Fortunately, I didn't agree."

Jian Sang paused.

He knew that Shen Mingyan didn't like the well-behaved aristocratic families very much, and the Shen family chose him because his family background was relatively simple and there were not so many twists and turns.

Maybe if it wasn't like this, he might just become a backup option that Shen Mingyan said he didn't choose, instead of a firm choice.

Yes.

Just like his father could easily abandon his mother and himself, he was never a must for anyone.

……

Shen Mingyan saw that Jian Sang was staring at the piano, but he was looking at Jian Sang.

The sun fell on the person, the room smelled musty, and the dust from the piano frame was flying everywhere, but the young man standing in front of the piano frame with his head bowed was not affected at all. His white hands were stronger than the white keys of the piano. Even whiter, Ruyu's face is focused on the piano, the quiet and cool temperament is so suitable for the dignified piano.

Jane Sang is suitable for the piano.

This was the initial thought in Shen Mingyan's mind, he even made up his mind in a split second, to buy him the biggest and most expensive piano when he went back, so that he would be worthy of his wife.

……

It was already afternoon when I came out of the old house.

There is an old street outside, today is the weekend, there are many stalls, and there are many people coming and going.

Jian Sang and Shen Mingyan shuttled through it, and attracted many people's attention. After all, no matter their appearance or demeanor, these two people were out of tune with this old street.

Shen Mingyan seldom came to this kind of place, so he was very curious.

Suddenly, a stall appeared in front of him, which was set up by a fortune-teller. The old gentleman yelled: "Look at the fortune, predict the future, don't charge money."

Young Master Shen became interested.

When walking slowly to the stall, Shen Mingyan suggested: "Let's do a fortune telling."

Jian Sang didn't believe these things and was about to shake her head.

Shen Mingyan only felt it was a novelty, and pestered him, "It's just a hexagram."

Jian Sang definitely didn't believe it in the past, but she didn't know what happened these few days, so she thought about it for a while, and then nodded: "Okay, let's do the math."

Both of them gave the old gentleman his birth date.

The old gentleman asked, "You two, what do you want?"

Shen Mingyan was still thinking, but Jian Sang had already said, "Marriage."

The old man was taken aback, and Shen Mingyan next to him was also a little surprised. After all, he was always following the rules, and his wife who talked about science said that she didn't believe in feudalism, but she seemed to be more active than herself.

The old man smiled and said, "Okay."

He was busy at the stall for a while.

Jian Sang waited quietly, and Shen Mingyan next to him also had a smile on his face: "What's so important about marriage, the two of us must be very lucky, and we love each other forever."

After the voice fell behind, the old man's signature came out.

He picked up the sign and looked at it for a while, pushed his glasses, and fell into a long silence.

Jian Sang asked, "Old man, how are you doing?"

The old gentleman looked up at the two people, smiled and said: "Both of you are in the posture of heaven and man, powerful and powerful, with a faint appearance of a dragon. If they are combined together, they may be suppressed. If they are not compatible, if one of them is voluntary Convergence can achieve positive results."

Shen Mingyan frowned: "What do you mean?"

The old man sighed, put the lottery on the table, and had a showdown: "In this life, you have fate but no destiny."

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Shen Mingyan: Your stall is gone