Reborn with ex-husband back to high school after divorce

When Jian Sang came home, she found that her mother was still awake.

The woman was sitting on the sofa, the room was dimly lit, and there was a mobile phone next to her, and her face was full of exhaustion.

Jian Sang changed her shoes at the entrance, and called out, "Mom, why haven't you slept yet?"

Seeing her coming back, Wen Ya said casually: "Sangsang, Brother Wang just downstairs said, did you go to the Crescent Hotel to do errands?"

Jian Sang paused and responded softly.

Wen Ya opened her lips and said, "Then have you met your father?"

Jian Sang closed the door behind him, walked to the table in the living room and poured himself a glass of water, finally nodded lightly: "Yes, I met."

He didn't want to lie.

At least Wen Ya has the right to know the truth.

Wen Ya said: "The news broke out. Their family celebrated their birthday at the hotel."

Jane Sang nodded slightly.

Under the dim light in the living room, his thin figure looked extraordinarily thin. He was exhausted all night, physically and mentally exhausted, but in front of his mother, he didn't show the slightest bit.

Looking at the child's pale face, Wen Ya was heartbroken, and raised her voice: "Jian Wushuang, a bastard, what face does he have to celebrate that bastard's birthday, and still be so high-profile, in the best hotel in the city?!"

The news said that the pianist Jian Wushuang gave him a million-dollar piano on his birthday in order to help his child realize his piano dream. The photo showed a group photo of a family of three.

Wen Ya said bitterly: "Did he give you anything for your birthday all these years ago?"

"Where are other people when it's your birthday?" Wen Ya's voice trembled the more she said, "Leave my own son alone, it's fun to raise that bitch's child!"

Jian Sang got up and poured her a glass of warm water, and stroked her mother's back.

Wen Ya's eyes were flushed with excitement.

Sitting beside her, Jian Sang said softly, "In my heart, he is no longer my father."

Wen Ya was taken aback.

"So even if we meet, it doesn't matter." Jian Sang held her mother's trembling hand: "Mom, I'm not sad at all."

Tears slid across Wen Ya's face, and the woman's tears fell down like beads with a broken thread.

Jian Sang slowly put her arms around her thin shoulders, and said softly, "Besides, I don't have any wishes for him to fulfill. All these years, I only have one wish."

Wen Ya looked up at the child suspiciously.

Jian Sang also looked at her mother who had worked so hard to bring her up these years. Her face and skin full of collagen had long since disappeared. The youth and beauty of a girl seemed to have been smoothed out by the waste of life. Fine lines, her hands are no longer delicate, but full of rough lines.

She used to be a beautiful little girl.

She hasn't dressed up for a long time, she is bent over by the burden of life, she is not yet 50 years old, but her head has gray hair, even in the previous life, she has not been able to see her son is promising just passed away.

"My wish is to let you live a good life." Jian Sang stretched out her hand, and tied up the gray hair at the temples for her mother: "Mom, don't cry."

Wen Ya's tears fell uncontrollably, and finally she lay in Jian Sang's arms and cried loudly, as if pouring out all the grievances and unwillingness for so many years.

……

But Jane Sang thought this matter was over.

But what he didn't expect was that the trajectory of the world seemed to quietly flap the wings of a butterfly because of his own rebirth.

When she arrived at school on Monday morning, as soon as she returned to class, Jian Sang found that the atmosphere in the class was not right, and many students seemed to be discussing something quietly.

Jian Sang returned to his seat, and his deskmate He Yong came over and said, "President, have you heard the big news?"

Jian Sang looked sideways and asked, "What big news?"

"That's it." He Yonglue looked a little excited, he coughed lightly, and said, "Jian Weiwei, the son of the great pianist Jian Wushuang, wants to come to our school!"

Jian Sang paused when she opened the book.

He Yong didn't notice his strangeness, but continued to sigh and said: "It's a pity that they are not in our west campus. They go directly to the east campus to study, but I can understand that the environment there is better and more free, whether it is teachers or teaching equipment. Both are better."

Jian Sang was lost in thought while looking at the morning class schedule.

why.

what happened.

In the previous life, Jian Weiwei did go to the same school as him, but that was also a matter of the third year of high school, why did it come earlier?

Is it really the butterfly effect?

This made Jian Sang feel inexplicably uneasy.

He Yong was still talking beside him: "You said how well we would know him. I heard that he is very good-looking and cute. He doesn't have the airs of a second-generation star at all! I really look forward to seeing him!"

Jane Sang was silent.

He Yong, who had no brains, came over and asked: "President, I heard that the school will hold an autumn party next month, and he will also play the piano on stage! This is the first time we have heard the son of a great pianist play the piano." What about the piano, President, don't you look forward to it?"

Jian Sang replied blankly, "No."

He Yong responded, but it was not surprising.

After all, the president has always been quite indifferent, and he is used to it.

Jian Sang is not surprised that Jian Weiwei will come to school, after all, he has no time and energy to spend on extra people.

But what he didn't expect was that when he returned home at night, he would find the door of the house was wide open.

Aunt Li downstairs held his hand and said worriedly, "Sangsang, you are back."

Jian Sang frowned, and asked, "Auntie, what's the matter?"

"Someone came over this afternoon, looking for your mother." Aunt Li sighed: "Then there was a sound of smashing things upstairs, and then the person left. Come out, it's really worrying."

Jian Sang's heart skipped a beat, and she hurried home.

Wen Ya's door was closed tightly, the vase in the living room was smashed, and water flowed all over the floor.

Jian Sang walked over and knocked on her mother's door: "Mom, I'm back."

The people in the room heard the sound, and there was some movement. Just when Jian Sang thought she would not open the door, there was a sound of turning the door lock, and someone came out.

With red eyes and loose hair, Wen Ya whispered, "I'm back."

Jian Sang looked around the house: "He's here?"

Wen Ya didn't expect the child to be so smart, she was taken aback immediately and nodded.

Jian Sang didn't ask any further questions, he put on clothes for his mother, went to sweep up the pieces of the vase, wiped off the murmuring water with a mop, finally turned on the light in the kitchen, and went in to prepare for cooking.

Wen Ya has been standing at the door in a daze, watching her son busy.

Jian Sang simply cooked a pot of noodles, filled a bowl for Wen Ya, secretly put the last egg into her mother's bowl, took the bowl out and said, "Let's eat something."

Wen Ya sat on the chair.

When Jian Sang lowered his head to eat, he heard Wen Ya finally said, "He came to help you with the transfer procedures."

Jian Sang's chopsticks stopped.

"I heard that you are No.1 in the whole school and the president of the student council, but you are still taking classes in the West Campus, and you said that you would transfer to the East Campus for you." Wen Ya wiped her face: "It is hypocritical that you will help you pay for your tuition! "

When Jian Sang heard the news, he didn't feel the slightest fluctuation in his heart.

The gentle voice was full of anger: "He just said it nicely, but he was afraid that that bastard had a bad life when he was in school!"

I heard that Jian Sang is the president of the student council, so he was afraid that his children would be bullied, so he came here in a fake way.

What a big joke!

Wen Ya was furious: "I don't even want to take a second look at a person like him, and I don't need his hypocritical compensation!"

Jian Sang did not agree.

Looking at the thin mother, looking at this dilapidated home, he had a stubborn temper in his previous life, and he didn't accept it, but in the end, the so-called backbone didn't make him any better. Now he needs money, start-up funds, and a better environment To change the status quo, there is no benefit in hitting a swollen face to pretend to be fat.

Jian Sang swallowed the noodles in her mouth, lowered her eyes and said, "I accept."

Wen Ya was taken aback.

"When will he pay the tuition fee?" Jian Sang put the pickles into the bowl, and said, "Since you have decided to pay the tuition fee for me, will you pay it for several semesters, or will you pay it for several semesters at once?"

The occupational disease of the director of the professional finance department has committed again.

Jian Sang's eyes were clear, and she looked at her mother: "When will the transfer procedures be done?"

……

Wen Ya was stunned, she almost said in disbelief: "Sangsang, you..."

Jian Sang buried her head in her meal and said, "Mom, didn't you say that he owed us? If so, then let him pay it back. What I owe you over the years is nothing more than a drop in the bucket. Since he took the initiative to send it to us, we will pay it back." Why not?"

Wen Ya choked up.

At first, she was just angry, and felt that she didn't need alms from people like Jian Wushuang, but after the child finished speaking, she felt that it made sense.

If it was the past, she would definitely rather die than a bit of Jian Wushuang, a bastard, but when she moved her chopsticks and turned a bowl of noodles to the bottom and saw the egg, she looked up at the child's thin body, still When there were mottled scars on his hands due to work, his heart ached uncontrollably.

Wen Ya's eyes became firm unconsciously, and she gradually got an idea in her heart.

……

next day

East Campus

The sun was shining brightly.

The golden sunlight fell on the land of No. [-] Middle School, as if casting a mysterious halo on the ancient castle with a long history. Birds were chirping, and many students in Class A of the East Campus chatted together.

The new transfer student Jian Weiwei is the focus of everyone.

His father is a well-known pianist, and his mother is a model couple in the entertainment industry. With his good looks, he naturally became a popular figure after he came to the class.

Almost most of the people in the class like him and will come over to make friends with him.

Apart from……

Jian Weiwei looked at the group of people in the last row. They were a group of people in Class A and even the entire campus that no one dared to provoke. However, even so, danger and charm often coexisted.

In the very center of the last row sat Shen Mingyan.

The default brother of one middle school.

The rich family background, handsome appearance, and athletic body all make people overwhelmed.

This also includes Jian Weiwei. When he was studying in the UK, he heard the name Shen Mingyan at school. But before he could get close, he heard that Shen Mingyan had returned to China. Of course, he didn't want to have long nights and dreams, so he took advantage of this opportunity. , I begged my parents to return home.

pity……

Jian Weiwei thought with some distress, she didn't know where she had offended the young master, since that day, Shen Mingyan had never treated him well, even treated him as a transparent person, and he had obviously never offended him.

If he had to say it, he took revenge on Jian Sang a little.

Who made his mother always be talked about behind his back because of that person.

But what does this have to do with Shen Mingyan?

He really doesn't understand.

Just as I was thinking about it, the class bell rang, and the class teacher outside stepped on high heels and walked in. After putting down the teaching books, he said loudly: "Everyone, before class, I need to announce something."

Everyone in the class looked up and listened.

Only a few people in the back row were not interested, especially Shen Mingyan, who didn't even raise his head to catch up on sleep.

Of course, the head teacher didn't dare to take care of it, and just continued to talk about his own affairs: "Today, our class will welcome a new student, please welcome with warm applause!"

The whole class was in an uproar.

Not long ago, a new classmate came here, why did a new classmate come suddenly?

Just when everyone was wondering who would be the new classmate, a person slowly walked in from outside the door. He was tall and slender, wearing a clean and tidy school uniform, with an elegant and fair face. The eyes of the whole class were not stage-frightened. When he stood on the stage, his voice was crisp and clear: "Hi everyone, I am Jian Sang, please take care of me."

The crowd was stunned.

And the moment Jian Sang's voice fell, the people in the back seat raised their heads instantly.

Enthusiastic applause rang out in the classroom, and the students were all surprised, and even secretly discussed in private:

"Isn't this the student council president?"

"Why did he come to our class?"

"I rely on you not to know, last week's quiz, Jian Sang was the first in the school again."

"This kind of grade should have been in Class A."

The best class in No. [-] Middle School is Class A. The students in it are almost all the students with the best grades in the school. Those who can bring the school’s promotion rate and reputation to the school. If there are too many, it can bring profits to the school.

The class teacher looked at Jian Sang with a smile and said, "I'm glad you can come to our class, Sang Sang, your position..."

She glanced around below.

In fact, there are very few vacant seats in the class, so he is hesitant to arrange where Jian Sang should sit.

Just when she was hesitating, someone in the last row raised his hand. The person who had been indifferent to everything raised his long arm and said, "Teacher, I have a seat here."

The whole class looked back in shock.

The way Shen Mingyan raised his hands made everyone's eyes widen.

Who doesn't know that the empty seat next to him is not for people to sit in. It's not that no one has thought about it before, but the end is also very miserable.

Even when Jian Weiwei turned around, she asked if she could sit next to him, but she was ridiculed without hesitation.

The head teacher was also quite shocked, she pushed her glasses: "Student Shen, are you sure?"

There was a smile on Shen Mingyan's handsome face, and he nodded slowly: "There just happens to be a vacancy here, and we are all classmates, do you want to help each other?"

all the classmates:"……"

We believe you shit.

...

The head teacher was a little hesitant. She knew how difficult the students in the last row were to get along with, so she was particularly worried that the good boy Jian Sang would be bullied.

So the head teacher looked at Jian Sang and said, "Sang Sang, do you want to go?"

Shen Mingyan also looked at Jian Sang, his gaze unconsciously filled with anticipation.

In the previous life, they were at the same table in the third year of high school. At that time, Jian Sang also transferred to the campus. When he saw the young man on the stage that day, he felt that he was very, very good-looking and very suitable, so he raised his hand and asked Jian Sang to be himself. beside.

And Jian Sang also agreed.

Since then began his sweet life with his wife.

In this life, because he came early, although he knew that there were still two years before Jian Sang transferred to another school, Shen Mingyan still vacated the seat next to him. As for the reason, he did not admit that it was because he wanted to keep it for his wife, but because he was not used to sitting next to him. Just unfamiliar people.

Now that Jian Sang actually transferred to another school ahead of schedule, of course he wanted his wife to come over.

Cough

Of course it wasn't because he wanted to sit with Jian Sang, but because there would be someone else to sit with Jian Sang anyway, so he should be more generous.

……

Shen Mingyan completely forgot that as long as he didn't want to, no one would dare to sit in the empty seat next to him, and he looked at the people on the stage expectantly with a pair of dark eyes.

...

Jian Sang on the stage was also looking at him.

Just when Shen Mingyan thought it was going to happen, Jian Sang said, "Thank you teacher, I'll just sit in the corner over there."

The class master was taken aback, and the whole class was taken aback.

Shen Mingyan was also taken aback.

Jian Sang ignored everyone's scrutinizing gazes, just walked to the corner by the window, sat down in an empty seat, and never gave Shen Mingyan any extra glances from the beginning to the end.

At that moment, there was a dead silence in the class.

No one dared to look at the young master's expression, but everyone felt the deep oppressive feeling. The whole class was silent and no one said a word. The silence seemed like Cambridge today.

……

In the end, the head teacher broke the atmosphere: "Okay, let's continue the class, please open page 45 of the book, what we are going to study today is..."

Wang Yang sneaked a glance at Shen Mingyan, whose face was frosty, and said in a low voice: "Brother Shen, forget it, don't be angry, isn't it good that he doesn't come, president of the student council, there must be many rules, just in case you come over by then Now, can the few of us still have a good life?"

Shen Mingyan glanced sideways at him coldly, and smiled angrily: "Where did you see my anger?"

"..."

Both eyes saw it.

Wang Yang and Shen Mingyan can be regarded as brothers who grew up in the same pair of pants. How could he not know if he was angry or not?

It's really strange to say.

Ever since Shen Mingyan came back from England, things seemed to have changed.

I can't tell what has changed, but their life used to be fun and fun, and I don't know when it started, Jian Sang's name seemed to appear frequently in their lives.

And sometimes Brother Shen would be sulking all by himself, showing a somewhat angry and lonely expression. He seemed to be preoccupied, but he himself didn't seem to realize it.

What is this state like?

Wang Yang thought about it carefully, and finally thought of it, isn't this exactly the same as when he and his girlfriend quarreled!

……

At this moment, Young Master Shen was indeed in a very depressed mood.

This feeling has been hard to dissipate ever since I saw Jian Sang being bullied by Jian Weiwei, that idiot at the hotel that day. up.

Every time that matter was brought up, Jian Sang would be very indifferent and unhappy.

When receiving the certificate, there was only Jian Sang on the household registration. During the background check before marriage, it also proved that Jian Sang did not have the role of father in his 20 years of life.

So Shen Mingyan also thought he was dead.

Since his wife is unhappy, of course he won't mention it again.

But the scene at the hotel a few days ago lingered like a heart disease, making Young Master Shen very upset, no matter whether it was the previous life or the present life, no matter whether Jian Sang still remembered himself or not, no matter how much he had done before The decision to live a new life.

But he just couldn't see Jian Sang being wronged.

He couldn't stand someone pissing off his wife.

Thinking of the way the family looked at Jian Sang, and thinking that his wife might have been wronged in places he didn't know about, Shen Mingyan felt restless these two days, and even felt that being a dog is a dog, so he just added WeChat back!

……

Just when he was preparing to become a dog, Jian Sang unexpectedly transferred to another school ahead of schedule.

This is really God helping him.

However, Jian Sang did not choose him!

Why is this script different from the previous life? Is it because I transferred to another school two years earlier, so I can't be at the same table with my wife, do I want to give up?

but……

Shen Mingyan thought of the hotel that day, Jian Sang's thin back, and the ironic eyes of that family.

Just thinking about it makes him feel bad, and when he thinks that his wife may be bullied by that family in a place that he can't see, he can't sit idly by!

Shen Mingyan looked at Wang Yang again, moved closer and said, "You said...is there any way, can I sit at the same table with Jian Sangdang?"

"..."

Wang Yang looked at Shen Mingyan in shock.

This kind of gaze is no less than like saying, bro, are you out of your mind?

Shen Mingyan got impatient and cursed: "I'm asking you something."

Wang Yang touched his chin and thought of it: "Our class teacher suggested last week that we will arrange seats according to grades in the future, and it may be implemented from next month."

Shen Mingyan's eyes lit up: "Then Jian Sang's current ranking is..."

Wang Yang said in pain: "The whole school is number one."

Shen Mingyan realized the fact that his wife is a top student, but he forgot his ranking, because the young master never paid attention to these things, so he frowned: "My current ranking..."

Li Guang on the other side looked sideways and said in a low voice, "Brother, you were last in the school in the quiz last time."

"..."

The air fell into silence.

Shen Mingyan fell into silence, and slowly sat back, the young master seemed to have started to think about life.

He has been educated in the UK for several years. Although his oral English and other aspects have been improved, the teaching in the UK is not as strong as the domestic rhythm. He opened a few math test books and found that they were densely packed like astronomical numbers. don't know.

Shen Mingyan finally took out his mobile phone, and tentatively sent a message to his mother: "Mom, there is something you need to do for me."

Shen's mother replied quickly: "Why, what are you going to do again?"

In fact, what she wants to ask more is, what kind of monster is this child going to do today.

Unexpectedly, Shen Mingyan actually asked her, "Can you help me find a few good teachers, the kind that are particularly good, who can help me improve my grades by leaps and bounds, and finally become the second best in the school?"

"..."

WeChat was silent for a while.

quite a while

Shen's mother replied to him: "Ming Yan, have you been kidnapped again? Did the kidnapper force you?!"