Back to youth, the child's mother became a female president

Wen Yanlin wanted to die.

"Who...who have you met?"

"Jiang Wangshu."

If nothing unexpected happened, then something unexpected would happen, exactly as Wen Yanlin had guessed. After all, who else except that female devil Sister Shu could have made them like this?

But...it won't be his turn next, right?

"Ah..." he sighed.

He tried to persuade her earnestly, "Tian Lang, can't you just let Xia Weiwei's matter go? What's the point of dwelling on it?"

But Zheng Tianlang directly drove him away: "You go back first, I want to be alone."

Wen Yanlin:?

what happened.

Then Zheng Tianlang stood up and pushed Wen Yanlin out of the door. The door was completely closed with a bang. Wen Yanlin stood at the door in a daze, and the cold autumn wind blew, making him feel even more desolate.

"No, are you kidding me?"

He immediately ran back to report the incident.

"Brother Jue!" He panted.

"I just went to see Tian Lang, and I felt that he was not in good condition. He kept asking me if I was useless or something like that."

"Do you think he will be upset?"

"What?!" Hua Tingjue was so shocked that he stopped playing the game and rushed over to ask, "When did this happen? How come I didn't know about it?"

Wen Yanlin told the truth: "Just now, I wanted to ask Tianlang out for dinner, but he turned out like this."

"Did he say anything to anyone?"

As soon as the voice fell, Wen Yanlin hesitated, looked at Hua Tingjue and hesitated to speak. Hua Tingjue was anxious, "What's wrong? Tell me, Linzi."

"Tian Lang said... that he met Jiang Wangshu."

"Ah?!" Hua Tingjue's jaw dropped. After he came to his senses, he said with certainty, "So he went to apologize to Jiang Wangshu without telling us?"

"Oh, never mind, let's go check it out first."

……

The door of Zheng Tianlang's villa was closed tightly. Hua Tingjue and the others knocked on the door but it was useless. Finally, the three of them couldn't wait any longer and just kicked it.

But the door remained motionless.

Hua Tingjue was silent for a moment and then said solemnly: "Let's climb in!"

Wen Yanlin: “Ah?”

Song Yian looked up at the height. They could only climb in from the second floor. He sighed and accepted his fate: "Let's climb. Hurry up."

"Ah."

The three men were quite skilled and climbed up to the large balcony on the second floor. They found that the person was not in the room, so they went downstairs. The living room was dark because the lights were off.

Hua Tingjue had no choice but to go over and turn on the light.

"Are you here?"

As soon as the light was turned on, a ghostly voice came, and Hua Tingjue cursed: "Fuck, why the hell didn't you say anything?"

It scared him to death.

Wen Yanlin was so scared that he broke into a cold sweat. "I'm not saying anything, Tianlang, why are you doing this so late at night?"

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Song Yian asked directly, "Are you okay?"

"Oh, yes, yes, are you okay?" Business was more important. Hua Tingjue asked him after he realized what was happening, and at the same time kindly warned him, "Don't do anything that could put your life at risk."

Zheng Tianlang was silent for a long time. The three of them waited for him silently. Finally, he raised his head and said, "Brother Jue, I have thought it through. I am going to play in the game. The coach told me that I was selected for the national men's basketball team. He said that I am the youngest national player in history."

He smiled as he spoke, "I also promised him that I would play well in the game. Maybe we will have closed training in the future."

Hearing this, the three of them were stunned. Hua Tingjue lowered his eyes, feeling a sour and bitter heart. He had already forgotten why Tianlang insisted on not pursuing basketball in his previous life, and ended up becoming an idle playboy like them.

But this life is different. He resolutely embarked on the road of pursuing his basketball dream and was no longer decadent.

He thought Tianlang would never recover, but who would have thought that he would be completely stimulated by Jiang Wangshu. Perhaps good and bad are interdependent, that's what it means.

He choked up a little and nodded: "Yeah, it's good."

Zheng Tianlang's eyes were red. He turned his head to look at the photo in the frame on the coffee table. It was the last photo of him and his mother. He forced a bright smile and said, "I think it's pretty good too. My mother should be happy to see it."

Hua Tingjue agreed with him: "Of course."

Wen Yanlin and Song Yian were also feeling bad. Men don't shed tears easily, but they were not too sad. Wen Yanlin held his cheek with his hands, his eyes were sore, he turned around and looked away.

Song Yi remained silent.

It was Zheng Tianlang who teased them: "Hey, are you two just standing there as goalkeepers? Don't you even want to say congratulations to me? The person standing in front of you is the youngest national player! Have you ever seen a 17-year-old join the national team?!"

His boastful expression made Wen Yanlin and the others laugh. "Alright, alright, you're the best, alright? Give me a discount on my signature sneakers when the time comes."

"OK, friendly price."

"You really want money?"

"Just give it to me."

Hua Tingjue stood up suddenly, "Alright, alright, this is a good thing, let's celebrate Tianlang's thriving basketball career!! Breaking out of Asia and heading to the world!"

Wen Yanlin followed: "Charge!"

Song Yian smiled solemnly and said the blessing: "I hope Tianlang will always be healthy and play smoothly!"

Seeing the hope in his brothers' eyes, Zheng Tianlang's eyes warmed up, and he raised the bottle of wine to clink glasses with them, "Okay, I will definitely work hard!"

The four of them got together, talked all night long, played games all night long, and finally they fell on the sofa in a mess.

……

It was a week later when Zheng Tianlang set out. He cut his long hair into a buzz cut, looking very wild. Soon he got on the national team's bus.

Hua Tingjue and a few others came to see him off. Hua Tingjue's bright peach blossom eyes were misty, and he looked pitiful. He did not forget to pull at Jiang Wangshu's coat sleeve to suppress his emotions.

Jiang Wangshu, who almost slipped again due to carelessness, glared at him fiercely and said, "Let go!"

But Hua Tingjue didn't seem to notice it, and kept sighing: "Alas, I don't know when I will see Tianlang next time."

Jiang Wangshu didn't want to listen to his nagging, so he just said perfunctorily: "Next time."

Of course the next time I see him is next time.

Hearing this, Hua Tingjue's sadness suddenly disappeared, and he looked at her in surprise: "When did you learn nonsense literature?" This is not popular now.

Before Jiang Wangshu could answer him, Zheng Tianlang suddenly got out of the car and ran straight towards Jiang Wangshu. Hua Tingjue quickly stood between the two of them.

"No, you two will still quarrel after I leave."

"For my sake, please don't."

Zheng Tianlang chose to ignore him and stared at Jiang Wangshu behind him, "Brother Jue, can you move aside? I want to talk to her alone."

Hua Tingjue: "No."

"Just one minute, very quick."

He insisted again and again, so Hua Tingjue could only seek Jiang Wangshu's opinion. After eye contact, Jiang Wangshu nodded, "Okay."

When the two of them walked not far away, Zheng Tianlang solemnly nodded and apologized, "I'm sorry, I was wrong before. I shouldn't have made subjective assumptions. I'm really sorry for the trouble I caused you."

He finally faced the problem and said the three words "I'm sorry", which were difficult for him to say.

"I've already apologized, it's up to you whether to forgive me or not."

"There's just one thing. I hope you don't hurt Brother Jue, otherwise we won't let you go."

After saying that, Zheng Tianlang turned and left.

The price of growing up is bound to require paying and giving up something. This is just the beginning and also lays the foundation for the ending.