Reborn veteran, lying flat since high school

Tang Yisheng's pity for his biological mother lasted only a few seconds.

Because Yang Jinjuan saw Tang Yisheng only afterward.

The smile that had spread across his face froze for a moment, his expression showing a hint of surprise and confusion.

Didn't you ever think of coming along?

Tang Yisheng glanced at Song Junying out of the corner of his eye.

But I only saw her back.

The mother and daughter, who are not related by blood, greeted each other and acted intimately in public, holding hands.

Even though Song Junying called her "Auntie".

After the frost melted, the aloof girl also showed some girlish side.

However, Song Junying's performance might have been forced, making it appear somewhat unnatural.

"mom."

Tang Yisheng followed closely behind and arrived near the bar.

When I looked away from Song Junying, I was surprised to see that the person who had just ordered at the bar was actually my grade head teacher, Mr. Hu.

Hu Jinquan, who had lost his imposing presence at school, greeted Song Junying with a smile and nodded to Tang Yisheng, who saw him.

In the past two days, Mr. Hu, as the grade director, did not stop the spread of "campus rumors" in time, nor did he "make an example" as usual.

The seemingly relaxed atmosphere at the end of the semester actually carries a hint of 'indulgence'.

Anyway, Tang Yisheng had some complaints about Teacher Hu's "inaction".

So when faced with Teacher Hu's subtle greeting, Tang Yisheng pretended not to see it and turned his head away.

Tang Yisheng didn't care what Hu Jinquan was thinking.

Just because you're a student doesn't mean you can control the head of your grade.

Don't claim you have a photographic memory and that you've already reviewed all the subject matter.

Based on my memory of the college entrance examination papers A and B for the next two years, it's obvious who's currying favor with whom.

What was that classic movie line again?

Don't be fooled by his current antics; he'll pay the price sooner or later.

Tang Yisheng's dislike was superficial.

He did it on purpose.

Even Yang Jinjuan, who was secretly observing her son's attitude, saw it clearly.

"Director Hu, please go ahead, I'll settle the two children."

After Hu Jinquan left, Yang Jinjuan first led Song Junying and Tang Yisheng to the right hall at the back and arranged for the two to sit at table number 6.

"You two can order whatever you like. Waiter, put their bill on the Yellow River Hall."

The Yellow River Hall is located at the far end of the right-hand hall, which is also the southeasternmost end of the corridor.

"Junying, you two eat first. Today's dinner is hosted by Secretary Tong from the Art Academy. He'll come and call you in later..."

Tang Yisheng didn't say anything, but he understood.

This occasion at noon today actually had nothing to do with him.

It's even possible that if he didn't come himself, Song Junying wouldn't be arranged to wait outside for Xuan.

What kind of nonsense is this?

"Mom, why is our grade head here too?"

Tang Yisheng asked the question knowing the answer already.

It's hard to say how complicated Tang Yisheng's feelings were at this moment, but he was definitely half-hearted.

Even the most easygoing and unconcerned veteran would find it hard to remain calm in such a situation.

Biological mother?

The saying "With a stepfather comes a stepmother" actually makes some sense.

"Let's have a meal together first to get acquainted. You'll be a senior in high school next year, so this way we can save us from having to cram at the last minute if we need it..."

"Okay, I understand."

Tang Yisheng lowered his eyes to look at the menu.

The chill in my heart is doubled.

It's more than halfway done.

Hu Jinquan is Duan Xueyou's uncle; regardless of whether they are cousins, they are definitely related.

Duan Xueyou repeated his senior year of high school, switched to music, and successfully entered an art college by taking advantage of the expanded enrollment policy.

Putting aside the expansion of enrollment, Duan Xueyou was admitted to the most professional school in the province after only half a year of exposure to music. If there was no foul play involved, Tang Yisheng would dare to do a handstand while playing the piano.

Secretary Tong?

Is your surname Tong?

Tang Yisheng frowned slightly, thinking of Zhang Lei.

My mood has improved slightly.

"Nine-Turned Intestines, Braised Carp, Stir-fried Pork Kidney, Deep-fried Pork Tenderloin, and a Seaweed and Egg Drop Soup."

"Can you eat all this by yourself? Don't waste food. Junying, order two of whatever you want to eat."

Yang Jinjuan slapped Tang Yisheng on the shoulder, laughing and scolding him. Her tone and attitude when talking to Song Junying were completely different.

Although he knew the principle that the more you scold someone, the closer you become, Tang Yisheng just couldn't get over it.

"These dishes are quite good, and I like to eat them too."

After settling the two children in, Yang Jinjuan hurriedly returned to the private room.

While rinsing the tableware, Song Junying sized up Tang Yisheng.

"What's wrong with you? You're acting like you've taken a gun."

"It's nothing, I'm just tagging along this meal. I'll treat you next time."

If Tang Yisheng hadn't been emotionally affected, he certainly wouldn't have said that.

Song Junying was very smart, but limited by her age and experience, she only realized what Tang Yisheng meant after he said that.

"I only received the pager when you withdrew the money. You don't believe me? Look."

Song Junying took out a pager from her pocket and pushed it in front of Tang Yisheng.

"It doesn't matter, I'm used to it anyway."

Tang Yisheng gave a self-deprecating laugh.

It's not that I'm getting used to it now, but rather that the habits from my previous life have become second nature.

In his previous life, he was driven out of his home. Whether he wasted his life or achieved glory, it was all up to him.

No one cares anymore, no one checks in on them every now and then.

Tang Yisheng was used to growing up alone, enjoying blessings and bearing hardships alone.

This time, going back to before the rift occurred, perhaps there was a subconscious desire to mend the broken mirror.

childish!

What a stroke of luck!

boring!

Idiot!

Tang Yisheng suddenly woke up with a start.

Re-examining his high school self with the mindset of a 42-year-old veteran, he realized that after his family of origin fell apart, he only had himself left.

It seems that family ties remain, and he has a place in the newly rebuilt home.

However, all of this was fake.

Once you peel back the layers of pretense, his true situation is nothing more than living under someone else's roof.

Perhaps in the adult world, in the eyes of those in the compound, he has always been an "outsider".

It's laughable that I thought it was just that the teenager was being overly sensitive.

No wonder Song Zhiming had that expression when he bumped into me and Song Junying...

Perhaps he also took his anger out on Yang Jinjuan back then?

There's a high probability that people will suspect Yang Jinjuan of indulging her son in this way.

To prove her innocence and show that she didn't care about her son's future, Yang Jinjuan chose to sever all ties with her son, disowning him completely...

Life is like a drama, drama is like life.

It is not only through experiencing great disasters that people suddenly realize the truth.

Even small things in daily life can reveal a lot of essential information.

details make a difference.

True character is revealed in everyday life.

Tang Yisheng's thoughts were racing, as if he had been in another world, yet it all happened in the blink of an eye.

After the laughter subsided.

My heart is as cold as water, and my loneliness remains unchanged.

Tang Yisheng, reborn, awoke from a fragrant bubble of blooming flowers.

He is still the same person who is all alone.

There's no need to crave the bonds of family.

A broken mirror cannot have its cracks completely erased simply by being reborn.

Thinking about it this way, my mood changed, and my state of mind gradually became more fulfilled.

After all, the Tang Yisheng without subconscious desires is the most powerful and carefree Tang Yisheng.

Find yourself, stay true to yourself, don't waver, don't hesitate, life is ahead, happiness is at your feet.

Everything must be grasped by oneself; one cannot rely on others.

As the saying goes, "Mountains crumble, and people run away." It's unreliable to place your hopes on others.