Luo Xingchuan probably remembered that he should have received a call from his father not long ago, and his father told him that Ye Tang was killed in the western Indian Ocean, and the search and rescue team searched for two whole days, but did not find the body, only her sailboat, and the search and rescue team members said that her body was most likely eaten by fish or sunk to the bottom of the sea.

He couldn't accept this fact and fainted at that time.

What happened now was exactly the same as he remembered,

Suddenly 10 years younger, he didn't look happy at all, and his eyes deepened and sank. He didn't understand what was the point of God letting him go back to ten years ago?

He was still powerless to save Ye Tang's life.

Could it be that God is just a bad taste to let him experience the pain of losing his beloved again?

Amusing! Absurd!

Wang Zhiwei, the head teacher who has been teaching Luo Xingchuan Chinese since his first year of high school, was surprised to see that this beautiful young man who was praised by him for his glorious appearance showed a trace of mockery and self-loathing on his face.

It is true that Luo Xingchuan has always been precocious and precocious than his peers, but his temperament is elegant and pleasant, clean and clear. Everyone who has dealt with him, adults and peers, is attracted to him.

Wang Zhiwei has been teaching and educating people for 25 years, and has led one class after another of students, to be honest, the students of the first middle school have a starting point that is not too far away, and the entrance threshold of the first middle school itself is very high.

No. 1 Middle School is known as a century-old famous school and an aristocratic high school by the outside world. In fact, in school, it is still judged by academic performance. No matter how expensive the brand you wear and how glamorous your appearance is, it is not as good as the results of a paper exam.

Indeed, if you have money, you can study abroad, but famous foreign schools also have to take exams! Money and power are the capital to show off, and so are children's studies. Spending money to go to a pheasant school, everyone may not know how to laugh at it behind their backs. You can also spend money to get into a prestigious school, but it is a big hemorrhage, and everyone knows it.

Luo Xingchuan's studies are worthy of the pride of his parents.

In every exam, he was a solid first place and never lost. Such an honor student is actually the only son of the richest man in City A, and God favors him too much.

This teenager, the starting point is a lot higher than others, and he is also very different in the crowd, Wang Zhiwei is a male teacher, and the first thing he sees is always him, not to mention those female teachers. When the teachers chat together, they always sigh how can there be such a perfect child in the world.

At this time, Wang Zhiwei and some older teachers will think of Ye Tang - the students they once took ten years ago are as dazzling as Luo Xingchuan.

Such an excellent girl would end up with such an ending.

Wang Zhiwei and several teachers wanted to cry when they heard the bad news.

They looked at Luo Xingchuan, there was not a single tear in the child's eyes, and his expression was so indifferent, was the blow too great?

Luo Xingchuan's father, Luo Rongcheng, immediately rushed to the school after receiving a call from the teacher. At that time, Luo Xingchuan had already gotten off the bed in the infirmary, leaning on the edge of the bed, his face was expressionless, he was no longer gentle and elegant, his body was cold, full of thorns that rejected people thousands of miles away, a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes, but the ink in his pupils was deep, like clear ice, and the teachers did not dare to talk to him.

Seeing Luo Rongcheng, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Wang Zhiwei hurriedly said to Luo Rongcheng, "Mr. Luo, the news is too sudden, and Xingchuan's mood has not yet recovered." ”

Luo Rongcheng's eyes were also full of grief, and he nodded lightly at several teachers, "I'm sorry for you." ”

The teacher walked out of the infirmary one by one, closed the door, and left a private space for the father and son.

Luo Rongcheng walked up to his son and pressed his hand on his shoulder, "If you want to cry, cry out." ”

Luo Xingchuan still had no expression,

Cry?

His tears have long since dried up, and the fountain of his heart has long since dried up.

For ten years, he was nothing more than a walking corpse. But when he heard his father's voice, he raised his head, and he realized that his father was so young ten years ago.

His hair was still thick and dark, and the wrinkles on his face were faint. A suit is cut and fitted, and the leather shoes are shiny and shiny***oss temperament, which is incomparable. He has always been a person who cares a lot about appearance.

But I don't know when it began, his gray hair became more and more, his straight back began to be rickety, his voice became slower and slower, slower and slower, with a heavy coughing sound, and his eyes were full of vicissitudes and sorrow.

Is it because he has bipolar disorder and runs away from school with self-loathing? Was it because of his willfulness that his grandmother died of lung cancer? Was it because his mother was paralyzed in a car accident? Is it because he spends his days drinking heavily? Is it because his family's company is bankrupt, but he still doesn't care about himself? Or is it because he ...... in the end

Luo Xingchuan suddenly discovered that in the ten years he had spent in a daze, so many big things had happened, he only thought about Ye Tang, his heart was like ashes squandering his life, and he was indifferent to everything in his family.

But he still has parents, who gave birth to him, raised him, and placed so much hope on him,

He is really unfilial,

What a bastard son,

God couldn't stand it anymore, so he asked him to come back to this time and start again?

Thinking of this, Luo Xingchuan rekindled hope in his heart, he stood up straight, his eyes staring at his father, and when the other party didn't react, he suddenly hugged him tightly, "I'm sorry, Dad." ”

Luo Rongcheng: "???? ”

Luo Xingchuan's height of 185cm is 5 cm taller than his father, he bowed his head slightly, buried his face in his father's shoulder socket, just like when he was a child, he did something wrong, was picked up and spanked by his father, he also did this, he already knew that his father was a hard-mouthed and soft-hearted person. As long as he is coquettish, there will be no punishment.

Luo Rongcheng was originally sad about Ye Tang's death, but his son suddenly became coquettish, which made his heart sad and soft.

He opened his arms and hugged the child, patting him on the back, he thought that Luo Xingchuan was over-griefed, after all, he and Ye Tang used to be so good.