The Eldest Daughter was Reborn

Something was hot, surging in Zhang Zhiyuan's chest. It made his heart beat faster and his throat dried out inexplicably.

Whatever I want to say, the emotion I want to express is on the tip of my tongue, but there is always a hint of clarity in my mind.

"I, I..." he said, "I also think it's best not to fall in love in high school."

Zhang Yansheng's mouth opened and closed.

Zhang Zhiyuan felt hot on his face, but he insisted: "Learning is more important. We only have more than 900 days."

Zhang Yansheng stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly covered his face.

It's not a disappointment, I just feel... funny.

"You..." She couldn't help laughing.

Zhang Zhiyuan looked at him, and then he also thought he was funny. I wanted to hold back a smile, but couldn't hold it back, so I bit my lip hard.

The two of them smiled at each other in the night and lights.

When Zhang Zhiyuan said it, he was worried that Zhang Yansheng would be disappointed or something. But when he saw Zhang Yansheng's smile, she knew that his forcible turning point was completely seen through by her.

But she was not disappointed or angry, so she must also understand what his emotions were and at the same time understand that what he said was right.

Zhang Yansheng was indeed in this state of mind at this time.

She didn't expect the teenager to be so clear in his mind under the sprout of his first love at such a dim and charming moment.

There is no anger, and that little expectation has come to nothing, and it only brings unstoppable laughter.

Two people laughed enough, and Zhang Yansheng said: "You are right, so don't fall in love early. Q is still waiting for you."

Zhang Zhiyuan looked up to the sky: "Don't put pressure on me."

Zhang Yansheng laughed again and was about to speak when suddenly a woman's voice sounded behind Zhang Zhiyuan: "Zhiyuan."

The atmosphere with some hormones and youth was washed away.

Two people looked at it at the same time. A middle-aged woman was crossing the small iron gate embedded in the big iron gate, and hesitatingly asked: "Isn't it about going downstairs to take out the trash? Why did you get here?"

Zhang Zhiyuan called "Mom" and said, "Say something to my classmate."

The middle-aged woman looked over, and Zhang Yansheng cried out politely: "Auntie."

The middle-aged woman responded and asked, "Why are you still outside so late? What's the matter?"

The adult saw the two children outside at this time and asked such a sentence. Strictly speaking, there is actually no problem with the content.

The problem is her vigilant tone and defensive attitude.

Zhang Zhiyuan saw that Zhang Yansheng's beautiful face was filled with the smile that had originally appeared naturally. It was replaced by a smile that was reserved and alienated.

"Mom!" he said at once, "we'll be done in a minute, you go back first."

Zhang Yansheng glanced at Zhang Zhiyuan, a little surprised at the toughness of his tone.

He said before that he was too aggressive when talking to Xu Lichen, but Zhang Yansheng didn't really believe it. Because in the class, girls basically have the impression of Zhang Zhiyuan as "tall, gentle and a little handsome".

In particular, he was exceptionally patient with Zhang Yansheng. The slowing down of the speech and the softer voice make people feel gentle. Even to the point where Zhang Yansheng felt that his character was a bit warm.

Now it seems that he really has a strong side.

"I've finished talking, I'll go home now." Zhang Yansheng still gave Zhang Zhiyuan face, and said politely, "Auntie, goodbye."

Zhang Zhiyuan said: "Be careful on the road."

Zhang Zhiyuan's mother asked in surprise: "Aren't you living here?"

She thought this girl, like they and a few other classmates, rented a house in Dongfengdongli for the convenience of going to school.

"No." Zhang Yansheng replied, and then pushed Zhang Zhiyuan's chin, "Go."

Zhang Zhiyuan nodded.

Zhang Zhiyuan's mother hesitated.

At night, such a beautiful girl alone... As an adult, Zhang Zhiyuan’s mother thinks it’s best if someone can give her a little, but as a mother, she doesn’t want her son to run around with her at night and find her son. Girls have more opportunities to be alone together.

Just when she was hesitant to send the girl off by herself, the girl had already strode across the small road.

The driver of a black Mercedes-Benz on the opposite side got out and opened the door for her. The car drove away.

Zhang Zhiyuan's mother was even more surprised.

"Does your classmate's house have good conditions?" she said.

Zhang Zhiyuan said "Um": "Maybe. I don't know."

Before the middle school students paid attention to these things, that is, Mercedes-Benz is too popular, and Zhang Zhiyuan still knows it. If Zhang Yansheng sits in the Rolls Royce or Bentley at home, he may not be able to distinguish the brand.

I don't understand and don't care.

The two walked back silently. Zhang Zhiyuan's mother didn't say anything, and didn't ask why Zhang Zhiyuan "thrown garbage" out of the community.

There are some things that I know in my heart.

But she couldn't help saying, "This girl is pretty."

The corner of Zhang Zhiyuan's mouth went up and down: "The boys in our class are always booing, saying that she is the school flower of this year."

The mother observed her son's expression and said, "High school..."

Zhang Zhiyuan sighed and stopped: "I don't know how to fall in love, it's really something."

Zhang Zhiyuan's mother believed him. Because she just found her son here, she just heard the last words Zhang Yansheng said, saying that she agreed not to fall in love, and said that q is waiting for Zhang Zhiyuan.

The words were pretty smooth, as if the two were not dating secretly.

After walking a few steps, she couldn't help but said again: "It seems to be a girl with a big temper. I didn't say anything just now?"

Zhang Yansheng's attitude changes can even be felt by Zhang Zhiyuan, and she certainly wouldn't be unaware of it as an adult. I think she is a very arrogant little girl, probably all beautiful girls are arrogant-this is a common perception among parents.

Zhang Zhiyuan was silent for a while and said bluntly: "Don't do that to my female classmate in the future."

Mother asked: "Which?"

"Don't defend against others like thieves." Zhang Zhiyuan said helplessly, "Your son is only a treasure in your heart, and nothing in the eyes of others. No one cares about it."

Mother groaned: "What are you talking about."

But that kind of defense against others has become her instinct, and it can't be changed in a few words. Zhang Zhiyuan won't say more.

Mom said: "It's not that you are not allowed to fall in love, but it can't be now. When you get to college, you will have time to talk. In high school for the past three years, the college entrance examination is a multitude of people. Your life..."

These are all clichés, Zhang Zhiyuan said: "I know, no need to repeat it."

"You kids, you know that you do not always worry parents about what you do." Mom said, "I have to go to your teaching director next week. This matter can't be qualitative. I listen to Li Shuqing. My mother told me that the boy in Class 8 has already been punished. Doesn’t this prove that he is a problem student? I’m sure that one person can’t be half of the blame. Why should he be punished..."

Her son said, "If you listen to me and don't call the police, nothing will happen."

Mom stopped, looking sad.

She also regretted it.

In her heart, her son is a "good boy" who was beaten by a student from the same school. He must be blamed. She didn't expect other people's ideas to be different from hers.

The dean of teaching said that the video only showed that two people were talking, and then they clashed. At first they pushed and pushed each other. Later, even though Zhang Zhiyuan was "beaten", it could only show that the other child was fighting hard. He is solely responsible.

So I asked two children for questioning and wanted to ask clearly. Who knows that the two people said the same thing. After the director guided him for a long time, her son didn't change his words. In the end, the responsibility is half of the one person.

She regretted her death.

Zhang Zhiyuan turned to look at her and saw the regretful and sad expression on her face. She has grown very quickly in recent years, and she has a lot of white hair on her temples. She always says that she wants to dye, but she doesn't do it, and she doesn't spend this unnecessary money.

There are a lot of things in the house at home, and I don’t want to rent it out for fear that the tenant will ruin the house. Therefore, in the past three years, I have to bear the rent of Dongfeng Dongli. Because there are many customers like them who rent houses for their children to go to school, the rent here has been high...

Zhang Zhiyuan walked back and put his arm around his mother.

When he was in junior high school, he was taller than her, so he put his arms around her, from behind, he thought she was a child and he was an adult.

"Don't worry about it." He said, "I have talked with the class teacher, and the punishment can be revoked. Our old class has also talked with the dean. When I entered the top class, I withdrew it on the grounds that I had made great progress in my studies. So, don't worry."

In the dim dark night, there was the sound of the boy Xuxu.

"Why are you coming down to find me? I only came down for a while."

"Aren't you working overtime again today? I haven't rested early yet."

"I'll go to sleep later, there are sets of questions I haven't finished."

"Don't worry..."

The son is filial but tough: "You and me are the only two in the family. Can you discuss with me about anything in the future?"

Mother said helplessly: "I see, oh..."

The two returned home.