Rebirth, don't bully young poor

Flesh and blood, reunion after life and death.

Jiang Zixuan's lips moved and his fingers trembled uncontrollably: "Mom."

A soft cry pierced into her ears, and Gu Zhen raised her head reflexively, her face was full of surprise, disbelief, heartache...and forbearance.

As soon as Jiang Zixuan spoke, he took a deep breath, and the tears in his eyes flowed down uncontrollably, wet his delicate face.

"You, what do you call me?" Gu Zhen looked at the boy in front of her, her heart ached, she covered her face and cried, "My son has been away for almost a month, and it's been a long time since anyone called me mom."

The boy's demeanor and expression just now reminded Gu Zhen of her only son, Lin Hao, who used to call her that when he was still around.

The child travels thousands of miles and the mother is worried.

His son was hit and killed by the driver who killed thousands of knives, Yin and Yang were separated, and now the distance between mother and child is more than thousands of miles, thousands of miles? !

In her dreams late at night, she often chanted in her dreams about the son who called her "Mom" for the first time, toddled when he was two years old, was teased by everyone for wetting the bed when he was seven years old, and ran home excitedly after school exams.

But he is gone, and only 25 years of memories are left, bit by bit, every time I think about it, my heart hurts.

Before the loving mother, but can not recognize each other.

After all, rebirth is an unimaginable thing. I am afraid that once I say it, everything will be approaching in an unknown direction.Just like his life and death, God's will is unpredictable, who can predict the next moment?

Jiang Zixuan's heart was cut like a knife: "Uncle, Auntie, I am Lin Hao's former friend—Jiang Zixuan."

"Haohao's friend?" Gu Zhen wiped away her tears, let Jiang Zixuan in, "Come, sit inside."

"Yes." Jiang Zixuan lowered his eyes and obediently agreed.

The ward was very quiet. My father was lying on the bed, his gray hair reminding him of the wrong things he had done all the time.

"How is Uncle's health?" Jiang Zixuan asked after a moment of silence, his voice was soft, with regret and self-blame in his heart, if he hadn't believed in Han Chen, everything would be as out of hand as it is now!

"He's much better after the operation. He just fell asleep at noon, and he'll wake up to take medicine later." Gu Zhen poured a cup of tea and put it in front of Jiang Zixuan.

Awakened by the sound of the speech, Lin Minghai opened his eyes and saw the eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy beside the sick bed, his brows slightly frowned: "Who are you?"

"I'm Lin Hao's friend, Jiang Zixuan." It is said that a man does not shed tears lightly, but in front of his parents who love him the most, no matter how strong a person is, it is difficult to hold back.

"Jiang Zixuan? I haven't heard him mention it." Although Lin Minghai was ill in bed, his eyes were not less sharp, staring straight at Jiang Zixuan, as if he wanted to see through his true thoughts.

"Uncle, my family is poor, and I met Lin Hao by chance," Jiang Zixuan said softly, caught by those eyes, "He has always been my best friend."

His long fine hair covered his eyes, and Jiang Zixuan stretched out his hand and brushed it aside: "I regard him as my best brother. He got into a car accident and got into misfortune. I want to take care of you instead of him. His parents, that is, me biological parents!"

Every word is sincere.He mustered up the courage to speak out, but Jiang Zixuan felt uneasy. He knew his father's temper and would never trust strangers easily. In the past, Han Chen was well-versed in Lin's family and won the trust of almost everyone. Only Lin Minghai always treated him. He was wary.

Lin Minghai carefully looked at the boy in front of him. Mingming was very young, but his demeanor and expression were deep and introverted beyond his peers, giving him an indescribably familiar feeling.

"If you don't dislike it, you can come and see it often in the future." Lin Minghai said, this young man's eyes are clear, and his thoughts are all expressed on his face. He has read countless people for decades, and Lin Minghai believes that he is definitely not a person with evil thoughts. People, "You look like my son."

Jiang Zixuan's hand that was pulling the corner of his clothes froze.

"When Haohao is nervous, he also likes to pull the corners of his clothes. I have taught him many times, but he can't change it." Lin Minghai and Gu Zhen looked at each other, "Grey-haired people send black-haired people. , if he is still here now, even if he is a dandy who only knows how to eat, drink and play, I am willing..."

Before coming here, Jiang Zixuan always wanted to ask his parents if he resented him as an unfilial son, but now, he already knew the answer.

When he was Lin Hao, he was well-educated, reasonable, filial and gentle, and never received a word of praise from his strict father; after his rebirth, his father was lying on the hospital bed, but he finally understood his father's feelings for him clearly.

Good luck tricked people, and inadvertently created an insurmountable gap between father and son. If it wasn't for rebirth, maybe he would never be able to make up for this regret.

"Zixuan, do you know how Haohao wrote a love letter to a girl for the first time?" Gu Zhen peeled an apple, with a smile that she hadn't seen for a long time.

"I don't know." Jiang Zixuan reached out and took a bite. He wrote love letters to girls before?How come the impression is gone.

"Hao Hao probably doesn't even remember it himself," Gu Zhen said with a smile, "It was when he was in the first grade of elementary school. He fell in love with a cute little girl in his class, so he spent a night writing a love letter."

"What did you write?" Jiang Zixuan asked, and glanced at Lin Minghai's usually serious face with a rare smile.

"He found a big piece of red paper and pasted it on the little girl's desk the next morning, with a sentence written on it: I like you, will you marry me in the future?"

……

Jiang Zixuan blushed, lowered his head and said, "I don't remember."

Really, how could he do such embarrassing things when he was a child?It's so embarrassing, no wonder my parents never forget it...

Sitting next to him, listening to Lin Minghai and Gu Zhen talk about his past experience, the ward was full of laughter.

At sunset, when the nurse came in to urge him to take the medicine, Jiang Zixuan reluctantly bid farewell and went out.

Walking to the end of the corridor, a figure suddenly stopped him, and then, an angry voice rang in his ears: "Jiang Zixuan, are you finally willing to come out?"

Ouyang Feng kicked away the trash can next to him, his face full of displeasure: "I made an appointment with the doctor to treat your cold, and I waited for you all afternoon, and you only showed up for me now!"

Jiang Zixuan froze for a moment, touched his forehead with his hand, the heat was a little lower than before, but he didn't fully recover: "Sorry, I just forgot."

"Hmph," Ouyang Feng raised his foot and walked forward. He didn't hear any movement behind him, so he glanced back at him and said, "Come over with me while the doctor is still there."

After hanging a bottle of salt water and taking medicine according to the doctor's instructions, Ouyang Feng escorted him out of Chaoyang and drove him home: "Take a good rest these few days, I will ask for leave for you."

"Okay." Jiang Zixuan responded casually. He was a little tired after going to school for the first time with so many things happening, "If there is nothing else, I'll go back first."

"Wait a minute," Ouyang Feng called him hesitantly, "Well, Jiang Zixuan, what happened before... I'm sorry for you, I apologize to you."

"Huh?" Jiang Zixuan turned around and saw the expression on his face, embarrassing, twitchy, and full of childishness.

Since seeing Ouyang Feng, he has always acted fiercely and domineeringly, but it was the first time that Jiang Zixuan felt that he was actually just a boy under twenty.

When he got home, Jiang Ziying was sitting by the door, looking at his brother who had changed his clothes, hesitant to speak.

"Xiaoying, is there anything you want to tell me?" Jiang Zixuan followed his gaze to see the clothes on his body, and said nonchalantly, "I was accidentally splashed with water at school today, so I had to change."

"Brother, I'm sorry."

"Stop talking." Jiang Zixuan shook his head, "I'm hungry, let's eat first."

"Brother, I told Ouyang Feng that you are going to school today." Jiang Ziying grabbed his sleeve, "He must have bullied you, right?"

"No." Jiang Zixuan said, as soon as he arrived at school today, Ouyang Feng poured a basin of ice water on him, and only three members of the Jiang family knew that he was going to school today.He is not an idiot, after thinking about it carefully, he knows the whole story.

"Brother, hit me." Jiang Zi lowered his head like a child who did something wrong, "I will never be coerced by Ouyang Feng again, and you will be bullied."

"I don't have the right to teach you a lesson," Jiang Zixuan smiled faintly, "Brothers don't have deep feelings, that's why this happened, how I treat you, you treat me like that, for this, I won't blame you."

In the past, Jiang Zixuan was weak and weak, without the slightest prestige as an older brother, and it was normal for brothers to be bullied by the weak.

"Xiaoying," Jiang Zixuan patted his head, "There are only three things, as long as it doesn't exceed my bottom line, I won't blame you for whatever you do."

He would not blame Jiang Ziying, this was Zixuan's compensation to Jiang's family - as long as the future was within his limits.

"Going to school today, are you still used to it?" At the dinner table, Su Huixin picked up a large piece of braised pork for Jiang Zixuan and asked.

"It's okay." Jiang Zixuan also put a few pieces into Jiang Yongan's and Su Huixin's bowls, "Dad, Mom... you can eat too."

Su Huixin and Jiang Yongan looked at each other and put down the bowl at the same time.

Since he was discharged from the hospital, his son has always been indifferent to them, and his behavior seems to have changed. It was not until now that they heard this long-lost call with their own ears, that the husband and wife let go of their long-lost hearts.

Zixuan doesn't remember the past, but the blood and kinship is still there, how can the family have difficulties?

The meal was extremely warm, seeing the relief on the faces of Jiang Yongan and Su Huixin, Jiang Zixuan smiled relaxedly for the first time.

"By the way, Mom and Dad, starting tomorrow I will be home late." Jiang Zixuan said after thinking about it.

"What's wrong?" Su Huixin asked with concern.

Jiang Zixuan lowered his head: "I haven't gone to class for more than half a month, and I can't keep up with my homework. A classmate in the class kindly helped me review, so I went home later."

The son is eager to learn, and the parents naturally agree.

Jiang Zixuan felt very uncomfortable when the lie came out, and he wanted to go out to work during the time he spared by using tutoring as an excuse.The Jiang family was poor, and all their savings had been spent long ago for him to be hospitalized.Jiang's father and Jiang's mother left early and returned late, working hard all day just to earn a hundred dollars. In addition to food, clothing, housing, transportation, and debt repayments, they also paid for him and Jiang Ziying's education.

He had previously obtained a degree in history and economics, and if he took the college entrance examination again, he should not end in a disastrous failure.

The Lin family used to do jewelry, jade and antique business, and Jiang Zixuan was quite familiar with it. He planned to go to the jewelry and jade shop on Chenghuang Street in the downtown area tomorrow. If he could find a job, it would be great to relieve the pressure on the Jiang family. .