Rebirth or let the ungrateful wolf be born

When Sichun returned to the room, she saw that her mother had not slept yet, but was sitting on the sofa waiting for her to come back. Sichun's heart warmed, and she quickly walked over, snuggled up to her mother, leaned on her mother's shoulder and said coquettishly: "Mom, why are you still awake? Are you worried about me?"

Liu Ling smiled and nodded, gently stroking Sichun's hair, her eyes full of love. She whispered, "Silly child, of course I'm worried about you! Although I know Jiesheng is very reliable, how can I be at ease if you don't come home so late?"

Sichun smiled, put her face closer, and asked lazily: "Mom, what did Jiesheng's mother mean by what she said just now?"

Liu Ling was shocked. She originally thought that Sichun had not heard their conversation, but she did not expect her daughter to ask about it. She hesitated for a moment and decided to comfort her daughter first. So, she pretended to be relaxed and replied: "Baby, just think of it as a story. Don't take it seriously."

After hearing this, Sichun was even more certain that her and Jiesheng's analysis was correct, and she couldn't help but say angrily: "I knew it, his mother was deliberately trying to make us break up!"

Liu Ling didn't think so. She felt that what young Jiang Jie said was true and her expression didn't seem fake. "That can't be said. Maybe she really has something to hide." Liu Ling couldn't lie. She felt uncomfortable that her daughter suspected young Jiang Jie like this. That woman was already pitiful enough.

Sichun didn't take it to heart, but shared her speculation with Jiesheng with her mother. "Mom, do you know what Jiesheng said? He said he heard from his uncle Yu that this woman might not be his mother." Sichun finally conveyed Jiesheng's words to her mother. She didn't want her mother to be controlled by this woman again.

Liu Ling was shocked when she heard this, but soon regained her composure. She comforted Sichun: "Child, let's not jump to conclusions. Maybe it's just a misunderstanding." But deep down, she began to think, is there really something wrong with this young Jiang Jie?

Sichun looked at her mother's reaction and sighed in her heart. She knew her mother was kind-hearted and always willing to trust others. But this time, she was worried that her mother would be hurt again. She decided to secretly observe young Jiang Jie and look for more evidence to prove her guess.

On the other hand, when the young Jiang Jie came to Liu Ling's house, she silently observed Sichun and her daughter. She could feel Sichun's suspicion of her, especially Sichun's sharp eyes made her feel uneasy. She had to find a way to win their trust and narrow the distance between them, so that she could win her son's heart.

She has now completely fallen out with her ex-husband, and there is no possibility of being together with Yu Xiufeng. Her son also clearly shows that he is unwilling to recognize her as his mother. She realized that she had lost everything. She had nothing except her son. If she wanted to win her son's heart again, she must first establish a good relationship with Liu Ling and her daughter. She didn't know what Liu Ling was thinking, but based on her understanding of that woman, Liu Ling should be the type that is easier to control. Although it is not easy, for the sake of her son, she is willing to try to approach them, become friends with Liu Ling, and improve the tense relationship with Sichun. Now, the problem is no longer limited to whether her son and Sichun are in love, but more importantly, to make her son change his mind and return to her.

When Jiang Jiesheng left Sichun's house, the words that young Jiang Jie had said kept echoing in his mind. Although Sichun relayed the conversation she overheard to him word for word, his first reaction was neither doubt nor complete agreement with Sichun's guess. Perhaps young Jiang Jie really had the intention to break them up, but the words that Liu Ling confided to him might not be all false.

He firmly believed that the source of all this came from that dream - he had seen his mother in his dreams countless times, and the image of this mother was exactly the same as the one described by the young Jiang Jie. Deep in his memory, his mother had always accompanied him as he grew up, and it was his mother who took on the burden of supporting the family alone. However, although life was not tight, he never felt truly happy. Every day, he longed to break free from his mother's shackles and escape from the suffocating control. Later, he fell in love, and the appearance of his girlfriend made him feel unprecedented warmth. But his mother strongly opposed this relationship, which made him start to go against his mother and deliberately anger her. In the end, his mother was so angry that she passed away.

This painful experience has become a shadow that can never be erased from Jiang Jiesheng's heart. Many years later, he still remembers the terrible dream clearly. Therefore, when Sichun mentioned this on the phone, he rushed to Sichun's house without hesitation, hoping to learn more details about this dream from her.

He looked at Sichun in silence, not denying her guess, but also not telling her more about his past nightmare. He hoped that nightmare would only stay in his dream forever. However, if the young Jiang Jie was really the mother in his dream, then he might be more tolerant of her. After all, the mother in his dream made him feel extremely guilty.

He could not forget that after he angered his mother to death in his dream, he fell into endless self-blame and pain. The reason why he always opposed his mother was not because he loved his girlfriend, but because of his mother's opposition. So he deliberately took his girlfriend back to his poor home in his hometown, just to piss off his mother who had always controlled him.

Now thinking back, who was the object of the dream? Who else could it be besides Sichun? A complex emotion surged in his heart, and he decided to go to the university town to find the answer.

Young Jiang Jie rented a house in the university town. He rode his bike to the door of the rental house and found that the door lock was still closed. This meant that young Jiang Jie had not returned yet and was probably still at Liu Ling's house. He stood quietly outside the door, his thoughts drifting into that nightmare. In the dream, he was still a child, waiting for his mother to come home from get off work every day, and then they would eat and chat together. That time was simple but full of warmth.

He gently stroked the door lock, as if he was back in a dream. If the young Jiang Jie was really his mother, he would be better to her in the future. Even if she was rude and unreasonable, he would be more patient with her.

Jiang Jiesheng was sitting in the car thinking about what attitude he should use towards young Jiang Jie in the future. From a distance, he saw the figure of young Jiang Jie getting closer and closer.