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

June 1998, 06, in a blink of an eye, the college entrance examination arrived.

Jiang Wangshu, who was recommended for admission, still stood on the battlefield of the college entrance examination. No other reason, No. 1 Middle School needed the honor of being the top scorer, and Jiang Wangshu also needed the huge bonus of 50,000 yuan from the school and 30,000 yuan from the alumni foundation.

There were parents all around to accompany their children to take the exam.

Only Jiang Wangshu was surrounded by five teammates.

Hua Tingjue kept mumbling in his ear, perhaps because he was anxious, his words were all incoherent: "Don't be nervous, believe that you can do it, and turn anxiety into motivation. But don't put too much pressure on yourself, you are already very good, whether you are the top scorer or not, you are the best."

Jiang Wangshu half-closed his eyes and turned on the selective listening mode.

other people:"……"

Brother Jue, what do you want to say?

Perhaps realizing that he was nervous, Hua Tingjue lowered his head and began to check Jiang Wangshu's stationery, counting them one by one: "Pencils, gel pens, erasers, admission tickets..."

Everyone doted on him and let him do what he wanted without saying a word.

As they were about to enter the examination room, Ning Shuyu cheered her on with a smile: "Wangshu, come on."

Jiang Wangshu said sincerely: "Well, thank you."

Wen Yanlin and Song Yian also encouraged her one after another.

"Sister Shu, charge!"

Even Zheng Tianlang, who had the biggest objection before, changed his mind completely. However, he couldn't turn his face away and said in a low voice, "Come on."

"thank you all."

The college entrance examination was nothing special to Jiang Wangshu. Before entering the examination room, she suddenly turned around and glanced at the person behind her. Hua Tingjue was waving her hand eagerly.

His mouth moved, as if he was saying, "Go ahead."

Jiang Wangshu curled her lips and smiled. She calmed down and walked into the classroom.

……

After the college entrance examination, the international class organized a celebration banquet. Zhang Zhengliang looked at the young boys and sighed: "Alas, meeting each other is a fate. Three years is not short, but also not long."

As he spoke, his eyes suddenly turned red.

Wen Yanlin: "Master, don't be like this."

Hua Tingjue imitated Jiang Wangshu's venomous tongue and said, "Brother Liang, we are not dead yet. We can get together again in the future."

This sentence instantly dispelled the sad thoughts of parting, and everyone resumed their laughter and joy. Zhang Zhengliang scolded: "You kid, I was emotional and you poured cold water on me."

Hua Tingjue picked up some food for Jiang Wangshu, raised his eyebrows and smirked, teasing Zhang Zhengliang, "Isn't it because I'm afraid that you'll cry soon, Brother Liang?"

Seeing their sweet interaction, Zhang Zhengliang, who has been single for 30 years, showed envy in his eyes and said sourly: "Yes, yes, I can't compare to you young people."

The couple is talented and pretty, just like a perfect match. Zhang Zhengliang said with blessing: "You two must be well."

Hua Tingjue didn't hear the hidden meaning, "Don't worry, Brother Liang."

Zhang Zhengliang retracted his gaze, raised his glass, stretched it forward heroically, and said passionately: "This glass is for youth, the past, and the future. I hope everyone's future will be prosperous and bright!!"

"it is good!"

The group drank a little too much that night, but fortunately everyone had a driver to pick them up, so it was not a big deal.

……

On the way back, Hua Tingjue was very sleepy. He leaned on Jiang Wangshu's shoulder and fell asleep. Suddenly, the driver turned the steering wheel sharply and shouted:

"Master, be careful——"

A van was speeding towards them like a wild horse! Hua Tingjue was startled, his eyes widened, and his dizzy mind suddenly became clear.

Time was running out and he had no time to hesitate or think. His body reacted instinctively - he threw himself to the side without hesitation and used his strong body to protect Jiang Wangshu tightly.

Accompanied by a loud "bang", it seemed as if the whole world was shaking.

In an instant, lightning flashed and the two cars collided violently, the metal was twisted and deformed, the glass was shattered and splattered, and blood flowed...

The huge shock caused the driver to be severely injured and unconscious on the spot. Hua Tingjue's head was hit and his body was pierced by countless sharp metal fragments. He immediately bled profusely, staining his clothes and the surrounding space red.

Only Jiang Wangshu, who was protected, was still conscious.

The sudden car accident stunned Jiang Wangshu. She didn't dare to touch Hua Tingjue and could only gently touch his shoulder and call him.

"Hua Tingjue, Hua Tingjue! Are you okay?"

"Wake up, don't fall asleep..."

But Jiang Wangshu's lower body was stuck and she couldn't move at all. Her hands were pressed down and she fumbled for the mobile phone in her bag in a panic. Her hands were almost twisted into knots and she was sweating from the pain.

Finally, she touched it.

With shaking hands, he dialed the emergency number, "Hello..."

Her mind was in a mess, but she tried her best to maintain her usual calmness and composure and conveyed accurate information to the person on the other end of the phone. As soon as she finished speaking, her phone ran out of battery.

The intense pain came like a tide, causing Hua Tingjue to frown tightly, his eyes narrowed into slits in pain, his lips trembling slightly, and he let out a weak and rapid gasp.

Hearing Jiang Wangshu's crying voice, he endured the severe pain in his body and said weakly: "Hiss, don't worry, when I brought you back to Beijing, I said I would protect you, but..." His voice became lower and lower, as if it would drift away in the wind at any time.

His eyelids drooped limply, and he looked lonely and absent-minded.

It's just a bit regretful.

What was he regretting? He regretted that he might not be able to be a good father in this life. He really wanted to make up for the mistakes he made in his last life, and... he hadn't reconciled with his mother yet.

it's a pity……

God does not fulfill one's wishes.

Blood continued to flow out of the wound, and Hua Tingjue felt his strength gradually disappearing. His vision began to blur, and he slowly closed his eyes, unable to hold on any longer. His hands drooped limply, like a withered flower, having lost its former vitality.

At this moment, time seemed to be frozen, the surrounding environment became extremely quiet, and Jiang Wangshu only felt his ears buzzing.

Tears welled up in her eyes, sliding down her cheeks and dripping onto the back of Hua Tingjue's hand. She bit her lips tightly, trying not to cry out loud, but the pain and despair deep in her heart surged into her heart like a tide, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

With endless sadness, Jiang Wangshu trembled and pleaded: "Hua Tingjue, you will be fine, wake up..."

"I beg you—"

"Someone will be here soon."

Hua Tingjue's head rested on her abdomen, his body still supported in a protective posture. Jiang Wangshu closed his eyes in despair, tears slowly flowing down.

She hated the feeling of being unable to do anything. She couldn't save Hua Tingjue who was seriously injured in her arms, couldn't help him out of trouble, and couldn't even say a few words for him.

Why can't she do anything?

Why was she born small?

She doesn't want this!

Driven by a powerful force, her consciousness gradually faded away. Everything in front of her eyes became misty and she suddenly couldn't see clearly. Then she fell backwards and fainted.