Reborn with ex-husband back to high school after divorce

Jian Sang's words, to Jian Weiwei, were like lingering nightmares and spells that were difficult to digest.

From childhood to adulthood, in fact, Jian Weiwei was not without doubts.

Even when someone teased Jian Sang with him, Jian Weiwei actually thought about why he and Jian Wushuang didn't look the same?

He was born to be very cute, and others said that he looked like his mother.

So he always felt that he was just not very similar to his father.

But today, when Jian Sang said this, his heart was shaken again. Could it be...

Jian Weiwei was rarely flustered in his heart, but he still tried his best to maintain his composure on the face, and said with a chuckle, "Brother Sang, don't be joking."

Jian Sang withdrew his gaze coldly and ignored him.

Jian Weiwei's heart was in a mess.

He didn't dare to stay by Jian Sang's side any longer, so he quickly ran to Xu Haiyang's side.

Seeing him coming back, Xu Haiyang asked curiously, "What's the matter, what did Sangsang tell you, you don't look well."

Jian Weiwei said nah: "It's nothing, it's just a normal chat."

Just a normal chat?

Xu Haiyang raised his eyebrows.

Is this kind of excuse easy to deceive when he has a problem with IQ, his face turns pale with fright, or is it just a normal chat?

But Xu Haiyang didn't expose Jian Weiwei.

He just looked at Jian Sang not far away in surprise. He didn't expect that he couldn't see it usually, but he was actually a prickly one.

……

Jian Sang sat next to Shen Mingyan and continued eating.

After a meal, a group of people should go back to their rooms and dormitories.

He and Shen Mingyan lived in a small yard in the west of the village. When they returned, they happened to see the owner of the yard there. They were a couple of farmers who looked very simple.

Jian Sang took the initiative to say hello to them.

The woman of the couple was pregnant, but she still came over enthusiastically and said, "Hi, you two are welcome to visit our village."

Jian Sang smiled: "Thank you."

Shen Mingyan shook hands with another host: "Excuse me."

The male host is an authentic rural man, his skin is a bit dark, but he looks very simple, he said: "If you need anything, just tell us."

Jian Sang and Shen Mingyan thanked each other.

The first thing I do when I get back to the yard is to wash up.

There is a remote corner in the yard is the bathroom for washing, which is equipped with solar energy, but there is also hot water.

Jian Sang said to Shen Mingyan: "You go to wash first, I'll tidy up the clothes or something."

Shen Mingyan nodded: "OK."

Jian Sang was tidying up the house. There was a window open in this small room, and the wind outside at night was blowing in, which brought a bit of coolness. There was no air conditioner in the room, only an old-fashioned electric fan. It's also hot air, but it's better than nothing.

It's actually still hot.

Jian Sang started to bring salutes, as well as the USB flash drive he brought this time, which contained the original songs he recorded himself to give to the musicians in the town.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door outside, he turned around, and it was the hostess, she smiled and said, "Mr. Jane, do you bother me?"

Jian Sang stood up quickly: "Hello, please come in if you don't disturb."

"I won't go in." The woman Zhang is a very shy woman. She smiled and said, "You are from the city. You are not used to us when you come here for the first time. I heard that you are all busy in the fields." It's been a day."

Jian Sang replied: "I'm not particularly used to it, but it's actually quite good, and I can experience life again."

Mrs. Zhang said: "Actually, the field you are working on today belongs to my family. I am sorry to keep you busy all day. I have a watermelon frozen in my well. Please eat it."

How could Jian Sang have the nerve to accept it: "It's okay, I was living in your house to thank you for taking me in, why..."

"It's all home-grown watermelon, so don't be too polite." Mrs. Zhang said quickly, "I put the watermelon on the table in the courtyard. Remember to cut it up and eat it. I'll go back first."

Jian Sang didn't have time to say the rest of the words, and the woman left.

It's a very luxurious and pleasant thing to eat fruit in this hot weather.

Thinking of Mrs. Zhang's words, it would not be very good to refuse, so Jian Sang put the USB flash drive in his hand into his pocket and walked out. Sure enough, he saw a watermelon in the yard outside.

Jian Sang walked over and carefully cut the watermelon in half with a knife.

Mrs. Zhang also thoughtfully put a spoon on the table. It is indeed a beautiful thing to be able to hold a watermelon and eat it with a spoon in the summer. He dug the spoon with a spoon and ate it slowly. .

Because the well water has been iced, it is really delicious when it is cold in the mouth.

It's a pity that he was cold, and he came back full after eating at the village chief's place, so he couldn't eat much after eating.

There was movement from not far away.

Jian Sang turned her head and saw Shen Mingyan coming out of the side courtyard. He was wearing cool casual clothes, black pants showing slender and powerful legs, and there was still some moisture in his hair. He had a handsome face that was unrestrained, walking Come at a leisurely pace.

Jian Sang whispered, "Did you finish washing?"

Shen Mingyan nodded: "Well, you can go."

Jian Sang responded, "Okay, here is watermelon, you can eat it yourself."

Shen Mingyan said, "Where did it come from?"

Jian Sang replied: "It was given by the hostess, she is very nice."

Shen Mingyan sat down on the chair next to Jian Sang. The yard was built on the westernmost side. There was an old tree not far away. The wind was blowing from a distance, but it was very cool. He asked Jian Sang to take a bath.

Jane went to change and wash clothes.

He moved very quickly, and when he came out, he found Shen Mingyan still sitting on a chair looking at his phone.

Jian Sang said: "There is no signal here, I tried."

Shen Mingyan responded, and said to him: "There is still watermelon, you can go ahead and eat some."

Jian Sang found out that it was still the half-curved watermelon he ate, and Shen Mingyan ate a lot of the outside, leaving the sweetest center part of the watermelon, and the portion was quite large, he was a little dazed.

Shen Mingyan said: "Let's give the hostess the other half of the meat, or put it in the refrigerator. You can't finish it."

Jian Sang sat down next to him: "You don't dislike the half-bend that I ate."

Shen Mingyan seemed to sneer, and glanced at him: "I have not eaten less of your saliva."

It was obviously a common sentence, but somehow it made Jian Sang blush.

Some indecent images flashed through his mind unnaturally, and his hands trembled.

The mobile phone has no signal, so it can only be put aside, and the music downloaded earlier is playing. It is melodious and soothing piano music, which is very suitable for the small yard with the breeze and the dim night.

Shen Mingyan looked at Jian Sang and said, "Are all your songs ready?"

Jian Sang nodded and said, "I'm ready. I'll go into the town tomorrow afternoon. Teacher Qin and that old gentleman have always wanted to listen to the songs I created. I copied them all in the USB drive."

Shen Mingyan naturally knew the importance of these songs to Jian Sang.

Qin Lang's music room is recruiting assistants for practice, and Jian Sang's junior year is already looking for a place to practice. As one of the most famous pianists in China, Qin Lang can study and work in his studio. For Sang, this is a very important opportunity.

As a roommate in a dormitory, Shen Mingyan certainly knew that Jian Sang attached great importance to this opportunity.

So I can't help but ask a few more questions.

Jian Sang sighed and said, "I heard from Teacher Xu that Qin Lang's teacher, that old artist, is very strict. He pays attention to rules and decency. I'm afraid..."

Shen Mingyan said: "What are you afraid of, no matter what you do, they are better than Jian Weiwei."

"..."

Jian Sang looked at him in surprise.

Shen Mingyan analyzed with him very seriously: "Although Jian Weiwei has good abilities and achievements in music, but his mind is not right, it doesn't matter if he deals with others, like those old artists. There is no escape."

Inexplicably, Jian Sang agreed with Shen Mingyan's words.

Shen Mingyan curled his lips and said: "Besides, even in terms of talent and talent, you are the best in my heart."

Jian Sang's heart was inexplicably hot, there was nothing sweeter than a compliment from his sweetheart, although he didn't want to admit it, but such encouragement did dispel a lot of his anxiety.

Two people sit together.

There are quite a few mosquitoes here, Shen Mingyan patted it, his natural system attracted mosquitoes, and it still does.

Jian Sang said, "I brought toilet water, and I'll bring it to you later."

Shen Mingyan sighed and said, "That thing doesn't do much for me."

Jian Sang was naturally familiar with digging watermelon with the spoon that Shen Mingyan had eaten, and said in a warm voice, "Yes, I have done my homework on this brand, and it is very effective in repelling mosquitoes."

After his words fell, there was a moment of silence in the air.

Looking back, it was Shen Mingyan's slightly smiling face and those dark and bright eyes who whispered, "Did you still do your homework?"

Jian Sang looked away: "There are a lot of mosquitoes on the mountain, so I should do more homework."

"Well, I know." Shen Mingyan's tone was a little drawn out, with an ending: "Our president is caring."

Even though it was just an ordinary conversation, Jian Sang inexplicably felt a little difficult to breathe, and his heart beat inexplicably fast. He always felt that Shen Mingyan was flirting, but there was no proof.

……

After eating watermelon is the rest time.

When Shen Mingyan was still making the bed in the house, the host knocked on the door and handed him a set of mosquito nets, saying that they could help avoid mosquitoes.

This can be regarded as a savior for Shen Mingyan who has a mosquito-sucking physique.

With the mosquito net, I had a good night's sleep.

Because of being too tired from work, Shen Mingyan almost slept until dawn, the alarm clock woke him up, he got up and pushed open the door of the room, just in time to see Jian Sang who was washing up not far away.

The sun was shining golden at the beginning of the day, and the young man standing by the well washing his face was tall and graceful, and his movements were clean and agile.

A slimy kitten came over and yelled and acted like a baby.

Jian Sang put the towel away, squatted down and gently stroked the kitten, showing a smile.

Shen Mingyan looked at him, feeling a little dazed.

Jian Sang noticed someone coming out, looked up at him, and waved, "Come and wash up, we'll be assembled soon."

Shen Mingyan responded.

After he washed up briefly, Jian Sang was waiting for him. When he saw Shen Mingyan's clothes, he sighed and stepped forward to straighten his irregular neckline. His movements were skillful and intimate, but both of them Naturally, no one felt that there was anything wrong, as if such actions and things had actually been repeated thousands of times.

Laughter came from not far away.

It was Mrs. Zhang who woke up. The woman looked at the two of them, pursed her lips and said with a smile, "You two have such a good relationship."

Only then did Jian Sang realize that the movements might be too close, so he took two steps back.

Shen Mingyan smiled at the woman in a good mood: "Thank you, our relationship has always been very good."

"No wonder." Mrs. Zhang said while feeding the cat: "We didn't expect two guests to come yesterday, so we only prepared a set of mosquito nets. Mr. Jian said he would use it for you without saying a word. See Come on, your relationship is really good."

Shen Mingyan suddenly looked at Jian Sang.

Jian Sang didn't expect that things would be exposed so quickly, and she felt a little guilty for a moment.

Shen Mingyan's eyes were gloomy, and he showed a dangerous smile. He came over and pulled Jian Sang's arm forcefully to check it up and down. This action was like her husband catching rape.

Jian Sang looked at him with some resentment: "What are you doing?"

Shen Mingyan said, "Have you been bitten by a mosquito?"

Jian Sang was actually bitten, but the marks have disappeared, he said: "No, do you think everyone attracts mosquitoes as much as you?"

Shen Mingyan looked at him deeply.

Jian Sang felt a little terrified when he saw him, and said in a low voice, "Then why are you looking at me?"

But in the next second, he was hugged tightly by Shen Mingyan again, and the tall and mighty man was buried on Jian Sang's neck like a puppy acting like a spoiled child to his master, with a deep and powerful voice: "Honey, you are so kind to me." .”

Jian Sang's face suddenly turned red, and he quickly pushed the person away. Although his cold face was still stern, only a somewhat unsteady voice revealed his unstable heart. He looked at him seriously and said, "Don't yell!"

Shen Mingyan smiled: "Yes, yes."

"Shen Mingyan!" Jian Sang couldn't see his perfunctory, and was a little annoyed: "What I told you is true, what will others think if they hear it, and if you keep shouting, I will get angry."

Shen Mingyan's attention was different.

It's not that you won't be allowed to hug, it's just that you won't be allowed to shout.

What a bargain.

On the contrary, it is not just calling casually after marrying home.

Shen Mingyan's smile grew wider, and he replied, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

"..."

Jian Sang had an inexplicably ominous premonition.

A group of people returned to the gathering place again.

This morning's task is to harvest the wheat that was not harvested yesterday. In the afternoon, everyone will have a chance to enter the town, which makes everyone very happy.

Shen Mingyan said to Jian Sang: "Have you brought all your things, and we're leaving in the afternoon."

Jian Sang responded and said, "Well, I put the U disk and everything in my pocket, nothing else."

Only then did Shen Mingyan feel relieved.

The two of them were talking, but they didn't notice Jian Weiwei's gaze behind them.

Jian Wei's only beautiful little face was full of tiredness and dark circles, all because of Jian Sang's words. After he went back, he couldn't sleep well all night. In the morning, he finally Unable to bear the torment in his heart, he called his mother, Wang Qi.

From the very beginning, Wang Qi asked about Qin Lang's affairs.

She hoped that Jian Weiwei could enter Qin Lang's studio, so that she could save face.

Jian Weiwei was a little absent-minded.

Wang Qi couldn't take it anymore, and finally asked, "Weiwei, what's wrong with you? What are you muttering about, do you have something to say to your mother?"

Jian Weiwei didn't know how to speak, so she could only say: "Mom, I met Jian Sang in this summer camp."

Wang Qi rolled his eyes when he heard Jian Sang, full of hostility: "Why did I meet the son of that bitch Wen Ya again? His ghost is really lingering. He won't still dream of entering Qin Lang's studio, right? Don't think about who you are, but don't be afraid, Qin Lang and Teacher Qin both have eyes, your father is Jian Wushuang, they know who to choose."

Finally got to the point.

Jian Weiwei's heart rose to her throat inexplicably.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wang Qi said in displeasure, "Weiwei, talk! What's wrong with you?"

Jian Weiwei took a deep breath, the doubts in his heart could not be dispelled, and finally asked cautiously and tentatively: "Mom, I want to ask you, am I really Dad's son?"

……

Now it was the turn of the phone to be silent.

It was deathly silence, this strange silence made Jian Weiwei's heart sink suddenly.

Just when he was trying to ease the atmosphere, he heard Wang Qi speak in a voice that Jian Weiwei had never seen before, with a repressed and solemn voice, even trembling with some effort to conceal: "Who told you what? ?”

Jian Weiwei hesitated: "No, no one..."

Wang Qi was very excited: "Wei Wei, you must not listen to other people's nonsense, you know, of course you are Jian Wushuang's son!"

Jian Weiwei replied, "Okay, Mom, I know, don't get excited."

"I'm not excited." Wang Qi hurriedly said: "Weiwei, just tell me this, you must not say it in front of your father, you know?!"

Jian Weiwei was taken aback, but she only dared to nod and said, "Got it."

Only then did Wang Qi breathe a sigh of relief, and she said again: "Weiwei, mother only has you as a son, you must stand up for mother, mother only has you, you must not let Wenya's son pass you by!"

Jian Weiwei replied, "Mom, I understand."

After hanging up the phone call, Jian Weiwei was not relieved.

This is a rare gaffe of my mother since I was a child, and it is very abnormal.

The more Jian Weiwei thought about it, the more afraid he became. After thinking twice, he finally made up his mind secretly, dialed a person's phone, and whispered: "Can you arrange it for me, I want to do a paternity test secretly, yes, no Let anyone know, well, as soon as possible, I have something to make, there was a braided bracelet before, and the three of us put hair into it..."

After arranging things, Jian Weiwei's heartbeat still couldn't be steady, he felt that things were not that simple.

Is it...

Isn't he really Jian Wushuang's child?

But why did Jian Sang know about this kind of thing?

Jian Weiwei's heart beat like thunder. When he thought about it, if this is really the case, if the matter is revealed, can he still have a good life?

As Jian Wushuang's own son, wouldn't Jian Sang be the first choice for the heir?

What about him and his mother, will they be kicked out of Jane's house by then...

So what should they do?

What kind of end will it be?

Jian Weiwei remembered that when he met Jian Sang in the lobby, Jian Sang was wearing poor clothes and had to deliver food in the wind and rain. At that time, he looked down on him very much, and even had a sense of superiority.

But now.

Once he thought that he might lose his superior life, his whole body became cold.

Jian Weiwei clenched her hand unconsciously, he absolutely wouldn't allow such a thing to happen!