Reborn As the Ex-wife of the Paranoid Male Lead

Jian Shiwu's heart skipped a beat, subconsciously guessing that this might not be a good thing.

Sure enough, Zhen Meili continued: "Gao Can ran out of the hotel today and was hit in the leg by a car while crossing the road. Originally, she should have called the police for her child replacement, but because she is now in the hospital, the matter is currently It has to be delayed, and it will be dealt with in two days."

Jian Shiwu digested the question: "What about Shen Dashan?"

Zhen Meili hesitated for a moment, then surprised: "hours?"

"...Yes, it's me."

"Why did you answer the call, Shen Cheng?"

Jian Shiwu looked back at the kitchen: "He's washing dishes."

Zhen Meimei was very disapproving and frowned: "You asked Shen Cheng to wash the dishes? Jian Shiwu, you are good enough, you can call someone up when I'm not at home?"

Jian Shiwu shouted aggrieved: "I didn't."

Just as he was about to explain, he heard footsteps behind him. As soon as he turned his head, he saw Shen Cheng standing behind him. He must have just finished washing the dishes and was taking off his apron.

Jian Shiwu quickly trotted over and handed him the phone: "Mom's phone."

Shen Cheng took it.

Zhen Meili said a lot of details after finding out that it was Shen Cheng, but because Shen Cheng was a little far away, he couldn't hear what he was talking about, so Jian Shiwu kept paying attention to Shen Cheng's face, but found that Shen Cheng started answering the phone. The expression on his face was calm, as if it wasn't a matter of life and death, but a simple chatter, and he couldn't figure it out at all.

Jian Shiwu carefully observed, wondering whether to speak.

After all, Gao Can used to be Shen Cheng's mother. Now that something has happened accidentally, what kind of mood will Shen Cheng be in?

After waiting for a long time, Shen Cheng glanced at him: "Auntie asked me to tell you something."

Jian Shiwu thought it was a mission, and asked excitedly, "What do you want me to do?"

"I want you to sleep at night without kicking the quilt."

"…good."

After seeing Shen Cheng answering the phone, it seems that his mood is not very high, and even a little silent, presumably it should not be good news.

Jian Shiwu reacted: "Ah, by the way, I have a gift for you!"

Shen Cheng saw him walking towards the sofa in a hurry, and pulled out a box from the bulging schoolbag. This thing has been stored in his bag like a treasure since the daytime. It would be considered willing to take it out.

Jian Shiwu's pale chubby hand held the box, with some hope in his eyes: "Here."

Shen Chengcheng wanted to say that he didn't really need any gifts, but he couldn't say a word when he met those expectant eyes. Before his head could react, his body had already responded and took it. that box.

Jian Shiwu scratched his head: "It's not something precious."

Shen Cheng reached out and opened the box.

The packaging is very crude, and after opening it, you can easily see the contents inside. Inside the light yellow cardboard box lies a set of clothes. The light blue school uniform is a new version.

Because of economic problems, Shen Cheng has always been wearing the old school uniforms from the first half of the first semester of junior high school. Although he can wear them, every time he goes to the morning exercise or the big morning meeting, the old dark blue style will disappear in a group of light blue. It will appear unusually eye-catching, and it will also attract many other people's strange eyes, or pity, or contempt.

Jian Shiwu stood beside him, his voice soft: "The teacher said that the order will take about a week to arrive, but then it will not be in time for your birthday. Later, Teacher Huang said that the school's warehouse may have surplus, but the things If you have more, you may not be able to find it. The warehouse is too big, and I am not the only one helping to find it. It was a holiday that day, and several people in the class came to help in the afternoon."

Shen Cheng pursed his lips.

"Actually, it's all trivial matters, so it's easy." Jian Shiwu's round face had a shy smile, and those big eyes flickered with flickering eyelashes, and the light inside was as bright as a little star: "Do you like it?"

Shen Cheng's hand holding the box exerted some force, and the small movements revealed the boy's restless heart.

"Boring."

The teenager looked down at the box: "It's not like I don't have a school uniform to wear."

Jian Shiwu couldn't figure out what Shen Cheng meant, and was a little apprehensive. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Shen Cheng put away the box. He said to himself, "Put the box in the schoolbag, where have you put your homework?"

Little Fatty almost didn't keep up with his train of thought, and replied after a half beat, "Upstairs, wait, if you don't say anything, I'll forget about homework!"

But it also reminded him that he didn't write a question in his homework when school started a few days ago.

Jian Shiwu cried and said, "How come there is such a thing as a test paper, how can I finish it, and why are there so many math test papers..."

Shen Cheng said, "There are still two days."

"God!" Jian Shiwu made a voice that he couldn't finish writing, and the chubby glanced at Shen Cheng secretly, and made up his mind: "Class representative, you must have finished writing, then can you help..."

Shen Cheng nodded: "Yes."

"Oh... huh?!"

Jian Shiwu looked at him in surprise and joy, and felt unbelievable, to say that Shen Cheng was someone who didn't even want to answer his own questions before: "Really, why?"

Shen Cheng stood in front of him, the hall was very quiet, as if he could hear each other's breathing, the handsome face of the young man was exceptionally handsome under the light, stared at by those dark eyes that were always cold, for a few moments, There will be an illusion of being watched affectionately.

Then Jian Shiwu saw Shen Cheng raised his eyebrows, and the boy didn't explain too much: "It's just a small matter, it's easy."

…

No matter how the homework thing is hugging the golden thigh.

It was already early in the morning. After finishing the mess, he was very sleepy. He yawned and said good night to Shen Cheng before going to bed. If he had followed his thoughts, someone in the next room would have been a little excited and would have been unable to fall asleep, but Unexpectedly, he fell asleep on the bed, and when he opened his eyes again, he had slept until dawn.

When he woke up in the morning, he found that the next room was empty.

Jian Shiwu pouted, this familiar scene is the same as that day, the only difference is that there are cooked porridge and side dishes on the table downstairs, as well as a small note with Shen Cheng's handwriting on it, only a few strokes Tell yourself that he went to a part-time shop, and let him do his homework during the day and come back to check it at night.

?

Go to work early in the morning?

If it were an ordinary person who knew that he was a wealthy and noble son, would he still be able to continue to work? Shen Chengneng, and he could get up early and go early, it was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Jian Shiwu sighed: "My role model."

While eating breakfast, he opened the class's group, and found that he just didn't watch the group for one night. It can be said that the group was very lively. The events of last night were discussed for one night, and everyone's comments were different:

"The class represents that this is a bittersweet experience."

"What will happen to Ji Beichuan in the future? Back to that poor family?"

"Did the Ji family miss him this meal?"

"It's not your own, right?"

"Although, Ji Beichuan has also lived in other people's homes for more than ten years. Kittens and dogs have feelings."

Everyone's discussion is quite reasonable.

The monkey chatted privately with Jian Shiwu: "How is it?"

Jian Shiwu honestly said, "I don't know."

"Let me tell you, I have heard a lot of gossip." Monkey's family background is good, and the news came quickly, he said: "Yesterday my mother told me that the matter of the young master Ji's family was very noisy, because Mr. Ji has been in trouble all these years. They are all abroad. Ji Beichuan has a good relationship with his grandparents. Back then, Shen Youting's background was not good, and he was disliked by the elderly, but Ji Beichuan was a child that they liked very much. When this happened, Mr. Ji was called last night. It's quite a riot, so to speak."

Jian Shiwu frowned: "But Ji Beichuan is not the child of Ji's family, what's the trouble?"

The monkey replied: "Who can understand what those people think?"

…

Jian Shiwu was also a little confused.

The agency did not expect that there is still the elders, and it is true after thinking about it. The rich and powerful family has a lot of involvement from generation to generation. The matter may be sentenced to prison, and Ji Beichuan will not have a legal guardian at that time.

Monkey: "I think this is quite difficult to handle."

One sentence made Jian Shiwu uncomfortable: "What should I do then?"

The monkey comforted him: "Don't worry, you can't be in a hurry, just take a step by step, I think there will definitely be a solution."

He said so, and Jian Shiwu had no choice but to give up.

Originally, he thought that his parents would not come back, but Zhen Meimei came back in the afternoon, and let Jian Shiwu lead the way to find Shen Cheng, even Jian's father was there. Shen Cheng had a calm expression on his face.

Getting back into the car, Jian Shiwu expressed his doubts: "Where are we going?"

Jane's father, who was driving, said, "Go to Fengtai Mountain."

"Going to climb the mountain?" Jian Shiwu was shocked: "Going to relax?"

Zhen Meimei felt that if it wasn't her own, she couldn't throw it away. She really wanted to drop it from here: "Tomorrow is your Aunt Shen's death anniversary, and we have to go there to worship."

Oh yes.

Jian Shiwu turned to look at Shen Cheng worriedly, and suddenly felt that it was a good decision to give Shen Cheng an early birthday yesterday. Although the 5th was Shen Cheng's birthday, Shen Youting died in childbirth, and the 5th was also his mother. On the anniversary of his death, I heard that the Ji family never held a birthday party for Ji Beichuan, which is probably the reason.

Zhen Meili said in front: "It will rain tomorrow, and the road is not easy to walk. Today, I will go up the mountain first while the sky is clear."

Jian Shiwu nodded: "Okay."

All the way to Fengtai Mountain to take the ropeway up is a matter of evening. The sunset is dyed red, and they will find a small hotel on the mountain for one night. The hotel here is relatively poor and there are not many rooms. In the end, they only opened to two In the room, Zhen Meili shares with Jane's father, and Jian Shiwu shares with Shen Cheng. Fortunately, the double bed is not so awkward. In addition, he is tired from driving and traveling during the day, so he can fall asleep and rest quickly.

The sky outside was gloomy, and Jian Shiwu said, "Will it really rain tomorrow?"

Shen Cheng: "Probably."

"That's it." Jian Shiwu raised his face and looked at the sky: "I hope it doesn't rain much."

Since his rebirth, it seems that his head hurts every time it rains. In his previous life, he died on that rainy night, and the last time his consciousness disappeared, there was also the sound of rain in his ears, like the sorrow of death.

Shen Cheng sat beside the bed: "hate rain?"

Jian Shiwu closed the curtains, Xiao Chuan's actions showed obvious guilty conscience, and his tone was full of cover: "No, I'm just afraid that the mountain road will be difficult to walk."

Shen Cheng narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

However, in the middle of the night, it was really raining outside.

Lightning flashed across the sky, and everything was silent except for the sound of rain hitting the leaves. The rain was heavy,

Jian Shiwu's head began to hurt again. He stuffed himself under the quilt, and repeated various fragments of his previous life in his dreams. He saw the indifferent face of Shen Cheng as an adult, and saw the corpses of his parents lying in the hospital, outside. The rain was loud and dazed. He seemed to have returned to that day. It was so cold and he was so scared.

Lightning flashed and the lights in the room were turned on.

A familiar voice rang in my ears: "Jian Shiwu."

The dark time in the dream seemed to have been torn open by a living crack, and there was light shining through, and the shrunken little pitiful was discovered. Jian Shiwu slowly opened his eyes and saw Shen Cheng sitting beside his bed, for a moment. He seemed to see a similar worry in the boy's eyes.

Shen Cheng said, "Awake?"

Jian Shiwu stared blankly: "What's wrong?"

"You have a nightmare." Shen Cheng's expression was strangely serious: "What did you dream about?"

Jian Shiwu pursed her lips: "Nothing."

There was a gloom in Shen Cheng's eyes, but after all, he did not continue to ask, he did not ask why Jian Shiwu kept crying his name in the dream, with strong despair and fear.

Jian Shiwu, who was lying on the bed, was exhausted, and the chubby face was pale and pitiful: "I want to drink water."

Shen Cheng got up and poured him a glass of warm water.

Jian Shiwu finished drinking, and soon he was full of energy. He glanced at the clock on the wall: "It's only 2 o'clock, go to sleep!"

Shen Cheng glanced at the fine sweat on his forehead: "Are you asleep?"

Xiaopang is full of confidence: "Damn, what's the sleep like..."

"Boom"

A thunder slashed across the sky, and the sound resounded through the sky, as if to tear the sky apart.

Jian Shiwu's body froze, Shen Cheng stood beside him, he subconsciously grabbed Shen Cheng's hand and held it tightly, as if he was holding a life-saving straw. He found out a long time ago that he had a splitting headache. When you are close to Shen Cheng, you can relieve the pain.

He took a deep breath and sat in place for a while. Jian Shiwu gradually felt better. He raised his head and saw Shen Cheng standing beside him. Not a word was said.

Fatty quickly withdrew his hand, Na Na: "I'm sorry."

Shen Cheng: "Are you afraid of thunder?"

"...That's right."

In fact, he's not afraid. What he's afraid of is not thunder, but this kind of weather, but it's pretty unbelievable to say it, so it's better not to speak.

I thought this rude behavior would be hated, but Shen Cheng didn't blame him, just walked back to his bed: "Go to sleep."

"good."

Although the headache made it difficult for him to fall asleep, but he was too tired and he could barely doze off. The torrential rain kept falling. The sound of rain made him fall into those terrible dreams again. I was immersed in it, but this time it was a little strange. When the darkness came again, it didn't stay for a moment but slowly faded away.

This time, instead of feeling particularly cold, he felt a little warmer.

He seemed to be walking on a field of icy snow, but someone set up a warm charcoal fire beside him to block most of the wind and snow. Finally, he could have a good rest for a while.

…

day two

Today is Shen Youting's death anniversary, and Zhen Meimei took the two children out early in the morning.

The cemetery is on the highest point of the mountain. It is built to a large size, like a manor. There are special mausoleum guards guarding it in front of the gate. Because of the special day, the whole group is quite heavy. It is still raining in the sky. They came. When the door was opened, several bodyguards stood there, silently announcing who had come.

Jian Shiwu glanced at Shen Cheng worriedly, but the person beside him was expressionless, unable to tell whether he was happy or angry.

Zhen Meimei was holding flowers and an exquisite pastry box, and said to the children, "Let's go."

When they walked inside, they finally saw the whole picture of the cemetery. There were splendid flowers, rockeries and waterside pavilions. They walked along the path and saw the white tomb at the end. There was a color photo on the standing tombstone. It was a very beautiful and cold place. The woman, such an old photo without any retouching and cover up, her beauty is like an ink painting.

There were two people standing in front of the tomb, Ji Yuansheng and Ji Beichuan. Ji Yuansheng didn't know how long he stood with his umbrella, the back of his expensive suit was still soaked, he turned around when he heard the movement behind him, and his expression changed when he saw Shen Cheng: "Come on."

Shen Cheng nodded lightly.

The all-powerful boss in the shopping mall looks a little lonely now. He waved to Shen Cheng and said, "Child, come, this is your mother."

The rain was crashing down, and the word "mother" reached Shen Cheng's ears in the wind. It was unfamiliar but with a heavy meaning.

Shen Cheng walked slowly to the grave, his eyes fell on the tombstone and stared at the woman in the photo. Her face was cold, but Shen Cheng felt very gentle. Over the years, the photos have actually been weathered and not so clear. , but just watching it quietly, Shen Cheng felt that something in his heart was slowly filling up.

In this small grave is his mother.

It is not that he is not loved by his mother. His mother loves him very much, and gave him the greatest love, and even gave his life for him.

Ji Yuansheng looked at the two boys standing in front of the grave and said, "This is your first time here. She doesn't like noise, she likes quietness. After so many years, it's rare to be so lively."

Ji Beichuan's hand on his side curled up slightly, with some calculations.

The first time he came here, he was still young. At that time, he didn't understand what sadness was. He only knew how to stare blankly and couldn't understand his father's mood, so he didn't behave well at that time.

Maybe it was because of this reason that Ji Yuansheng never brought himself here again, but he brought himself here today. Does it mean that he still has his son in his heart? Looking at Shen Cheng next to him, he didn't say a word, and didn't even show any sadness. Isn't this what makes his father the most displeased?

As long as he performs better, his father may not like Shen Cheng and think he is better.

Thinking of this, Ji Beichuan pinched himself secretly, holding back tears. His sobbing was not small enough to be heard by a few people close by. He walked with an umbrella and stepped on the wet slate. He bowed in the middle, with some choked sobbing: "Mother, the child has come to see you. Over the years, I have occasionally heard people mention you at home. Since I was a child, I have heard your name and watched your photos grow up, in my heart. You are my biological mother, and I can finally visit you today."

In the rain, his tears fell very quickly, and the voice of crying at the grave was full of grief. Compared to Shen Cheng, who was silent next to him without a single tear falling, he seemed to be his own.

Ji Yuansheng watched Ji Beichuan cry until his body was shaking, and sighed: "Stop crying."

Ji Beichuan wiped his face and said softly, "...Yes, I'm sorry father."

Ji Yuansheng patted his shoulder.

The tall and handsome man will remember the past when he looks at the woman in the photo. Shen Youting died when he loved her the most, and the years of more than ten years could not let him relax. There was a burst of grief in his heart, and his eyes were full of scarlet. , If it wasn't for the juniors here, maybe he would also cry.

Ji Beichuan secretly glanced at Shen Cheng next to him, and wanted to put some eye drops on Ji Yuansheng: "Brother Cheng, do you want to come over and pay your respects? Don't laugh at me and cry, I just saw my mother and I was so sad that I couldn't control it. ."

It was impossible for Shen Cheng to cry anyway.

How can a child who comes back halfway have a parent who has been there all the time?

Shen Cheng turned his body and glanced at him, those sharp eyes seemed to have easily penetrated Ji Beichuan's despicable acting skills and dark thoughts. The boy took a few steps to the front of the tombstone.

Under Ji Beichuan's gaze, the black umbrella that was supported by Shen Cheng was put aside, and the rain poured down, instantly drenching the boy's whole body, but he did not move in the slightest, but his back was straight. He stood in front of the tombstone, knelt down slowly, and solemnly nibbled three heads.

Ji Beichuan widened his eyes in disbelief.

The drenching of the rain made the young man soaked all over, but he didn't seem to notice it, he just knelt quietly in front of the tombstone and looked at the woman with gentle eyes on the stone monument. He has been unusually silent since just now, but here, in Amidst the rushing rain, Shen Cheng opened his mouth, his voice hoarse and heavy: "Mother."

Lightning flashed across the sky, and the wind from the manor blew past the boy's wet clothes. He didn't cry, but his whole body was filled with endless sadness.

He said softly, "I'm Shen Cheng."

I'm coming to see you.

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