The Eldest Daughter Was Reborn
Chapter 72

Something felt hot, surging on Zhang Zhiyuan's chest. It made his heart beat faster and his throat dry for some reason.

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

"I, I." she said, "I also thought it best not to fall in love in high school."

Zhang Yansheng's mouth was open and closed.

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

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

It's not a disappointment, I just find it funny.

"You ..." He couldn't help but laugh.

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

The two smiled at each other at night and the 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, he knew that the turning point of his force was completely visible to him.

But he is not disappointed or angry, so he must also understand what his emotions are and at the same time understand that what he is saying is true.

Zhang Yansheng was indeed in this state of mind at the moment.

He did not expect the teenager to be so clear in his mind under the bud of his first love at such a dim and charming moment.

There was no anger, and that little hope became futile, and it only brought an unstoppable laugh.

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

Zhang Zhiyuan looked up at the sky: "Don't pressure me."

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

The atmosphere with some hormones and youth drifted away.

Two people saw him at the same time. A middle-aged woman was crossing a small iron gate embedded in a large iron gate, and hesitantly asked: "Isn't this about coming down to take out the trash? Why are you getting here?"

Zhang Zhiyuan called out to "Mother" and said, "Say something to my classmates."

The middle-aged woman turned her head, and Zhang Yansheng shouted politely: "Auntie."

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

The adult looked at the two children outside at this moment and asked such a sentence, There is actually no problem with the contents.

The problem was his alert tone and defensive attitude.

Zhang Zhiyuan saw that Zhang Yansheng's beautiful face was filled with a smile that originally appeared naturally. It was replaced by a closed and estranged smile.

"Mom!" he said soon, "we'll be done in a minute, you come back first."

Zhang Yansheng glanced at Zhang Zhiyuan, slightly surprised by the toughness of his tone.

He said earlier that he was too aggressive when talking to Xu Lichen, but Zhang Yansheng did not trust him too much. Because in class, girls basically had Zhang Zhiyuan's impression of being "tall, gentle and a little handsome".

In particular, he was very patient with Zhang Yansheng. Speech slowing and softer sounds make people feel soft. Even to the extent that Zhang Yansheng felt his character was somewhat warm.

Now it seemed like he really had a strong side.

“I'm done talking, I'll be home now.” Zhang Yansheng still gave Zhang Zhiyuan a face, and said politely, “Aunt, goodbye.”

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

Zhang Zhiyuan's mother asked in surprise: "Are you not staying here?"

She thought this girl, like them and some 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, a beautiful girl is alone ... As an adult, Zhang Zhiyuan's mother thought it best if one could give her a little, but as a mother, it was best if one could give her a little, she doesn't want her son running around with her at night and finding her daughter Daughter has more opportunities to be alone.

Just when he was hesitant to send the girl off by himself, the girl had already walked across the small path.

The black Mercedes-Benz driver on the opposite side came out and opened the door for him. The car drove away.

Zhang Zhiyuan's mother was even more shocked.

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

Before high school students noticed these things, that Mercedes-Benz was too popular, and Zhang Zhiyuan still knew about it. If Zhang Yansheng was sitting in a Rolls Royce or a Bentley at home, he might not be able to differentiate his brand.

I don't understand and don't care.

The two of them walked back silently. Zhang Zhiyuan's mother did not say anything, and did not ask why Zhang Zhiyuan was "disposing the community of trash.

There are some things I know in my heart.

But she couldn't help but say, "This girl is beautiful."

The corner of Zhang Zhiyuan's mouth went up and down: "The boy in our class always scoffs, saying that he is the school flower of the year."

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

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

Zhang Zhiyuan's mother trusted him. Since he had just found his son here, he had just heard the last words Zhang Yansheng said, saying that he agreed not to fall in love, saying that, and said that q was waiting for Zhang Zhiyuan.

His words were quite ethereal, as if the two were not dating secretly.

After walking a few steps, he could not help but say again: "It looks like a girl with a great temperament. I'm not saying anything now?"

Zhang Yansheng's change in attitude could even be felt by Zhang Zhiyuan, and he would definitely not notice it as an adult. I think she is a very arrogant little girl, maybe all those beautiful girls are arrogant—this is a common perception among parents.

Zhang Zhiyuan fell silent for a moment and said bluntly, "Don't do that to my female classmates in the future."

I asked: "Which one?"

"Don't defend 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 that."

Mother groaned: "What are you talking about."

But that kind of defense against others had become his instinct, and it could not be changed in a few words. Zhang Zhiyuan would not say more.

Mom says: “Now you can't fall in love, but not now. If you go to college, you will have time to talk. In high school for the last three years, college entrance exams are a lot of people. Your life..."

This was all a cliche, Zhang Zhiyuan said: "I know, there's no need to repeat it."

“You kids, you know that you don't always worry parents about what you do.” Mom said, “I have to go to your teaching director next week. This problem cannot be qualitative. I listened to Li Shuqing. My mother told me that the boy in 8th grade was already punished. Doesn't this prove that he is a troubled student? I'm sure one person can't be half responsible. Why should he be punished..."

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

I stopped, looking sad.

He regretted it too.

In his heart, his son is a "good boy" who is beaten by students from the same school, he is to blame. He did not expect anyone else's ideas to be different from his.

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

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

He regretted his death.

Zhang Zhiyuan turned to look at him and saw a look of regret and sadness on his face. He has grown very fast in recent years, and he has a lot of white hair on his temples. He always said that he wanted to color, but he didn't, and he didn't spend this unnecessary money.

There are a lot of things in the house at home, and I don't want to rent them out for fear that the tenant will damage the house. Therefore, in the past three years, I have had to bear Dongfeng Dongli's rent. Since many customers like them are renting out homes for their children's schools, the rent here is already high...

Zhang Zhiyuan walked back and hugged his mother.

When he was in junior high school, he was taller than her, so he hugged her, from behind, he thought she was a kid and she was an adult.

“Do not worry.” He said, “I've spoken to the homeroom teacher, and the sentence could be lifted. Our old class also talked to the dean. When I entered the upper classes, I pulled him in on the grounds that I had made great progress in my studies. So, don't worry."

In the pitch-black night, there was the sound of Xuxu's boys.

"Why did you come down to look for me? I'm just down for a second."

"Are you not working overtime today? I haven't rested early."

"I'll go to bed later, there's a set of questions I haven't solved yet."

"Don't worry..."

His son was filial but tough: "You and I are the only ones in the family. Can you discuss with me about anything in the future?"

Mother said helplessly: "So, oh ..."

Both return home.