Xia Shanshan was preparing for class in the study, and when she heard the movement of opening the door, she knew that the father and son had returned.

Because Jiang Wende called her before, saying that he was going to pick up his son from school, and said that he wanted to tell her a big thing.

"Mom, I'm back." Jiang Xia habitually shouted.

"Are you hungry? Do you want to eat some dumplings, dumplings, noodles? Xia Shanshan's voice came from the study.

"I'm not hungry, I'm going back to my room to read, Mom and Dad, you can rest early."

He poured himself a cup of hot water, then went back to his room and closed the door gently.

Jiang Xia was lying on the bed, opening his eyes to look at the snow-white ceiling, but what he was thinking about was the conversation between Jiang Wende and him just now.

When the college entrance examination is over, he and his wife will go their separate ways, and from then on, they will be fine.

But the question is, can he really give up the relationship with Lin Yanwan?

After 12 years of mutual affection, many habits have long been deeply rooted in the soul, and it will be really difficult to forget.

The appearance of her calling her father suddenly appeared in front of her, and that scene seemed to be in the past.

He didn't understand a little, since God chose to give birth to both of them, why couldn't he go back to the day they got married?

That year, he was talented and heroic, she had a beautiful face and green sideburns.

Alas, there is no going back.

Looking back on the past, it finally turned into a deep sigh.

The only point of being born again is to correct the mistakes made in the past, and that failed marriage has been proven to be part of the mistakes as well.

At this point, no matter how much you recall the good things of the past, there is no meaning.

Jiang Xia closed his eyes and breathed heavily, then got up from the bed, took out the drawing paper and buried his head to continue the original painting of the liver cat and mouse.

He wants to turn his grief and anger into strength and let this classic meet the world as soon as possible.

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Jiang Wende took a string of grapes from the refrigerator and entered the study, silently took a chair and sat next to Xia Shanshan, watching her prepare tomorrow's lesson plan seriously.

He picked a grape every few seconds and handed it over, Xia Shanshan only needed to open her mouth to eat it, and the rest of the core was spit into Jiang Wende's hand.

"Aren't you going to tell me about your son? How not to say. She didn't lift her head and continued to write in red pen.

"It's okay, you get busy first, wait until you're done, open your mouth, ah~"

"It's done right away, and there are few things to pay attention to in the first-grade ancient poems...... Hmmm......"

Without waiting for her to finish, Jiang Wende forcibly stuffed a grape into her mouth, and Xia Shanshan couldn't help but glance at him.

"Nothing to note and write so much? And don't you teach many first-grade classes, I see that the textbooks are the same, why do you write your own every term. ”

As soon as Xia Shanshan swallowed it, Jiang Wende immediately fed her another one.

"Of course, the children don't have to know so deeply, and many of the explanations are actually written for me to see, because only if the teacher understands enough can I explain to the children in detail."

She chewed on the grape as she wrote the last note, and finally slowly closed the cap of the pen.

"Alright, call it a day."

Xia Shanshan closed the page and placed it neatly aside: "Say, what's wrong with my son." ”

"From what I've observed, it's likely that your son has been in early love." Jiang Wende said seriously.

She frowned, her son didn't really tell her last night.

"What's going on?"

"I saw him near Splendid Hwaseong at noon today, when he was with a girl, if I guessed correctly, he should have just come out of her house. When I went to pick him up from school, I saw him with the girl again. I offered to send the girl home, and guess what she said to me? ”

"A tactful refusal?" Xia Shanshan said suspiciously.

"She said 'thank you, Dad'!"

Jiang Wende took a deep breath, and now he still feels outrageous when he thinks about it: "You don't know, I was stunned at the time, and I thought when I had another daughter." ”

Xia Shanshan's brows gradually wrinkled into Sichuan characters.

"What about Xia Xia, did you ask him about the specific situation? What did he say? ”

"How else can I say it, I bite my classmates, I don't fall in love, ordinary friends." Jiang Wende sighed, and continued: "I told him a lot about early love later, and I don't know if he listened to it. ”

"The girl was the one he sent home last night?"

"Yes."

"Have you taken a good look at it, how is that girl?"

"The appearance is quite beautiful, the name seems to be Lin Yanwan, the grades are good, the first in the whole grade, it stands to reason that such an excellent student should be devoted to the college entrance examination, how can it be possible to fall in love with your son at this juncture." Jiang Wende was very puzzled.

"What do you call my son? Isn't it your son? Xia Shanshan glared at him, "Doesn't this just mean that my son is good enough to attract such a good girl?" ”

Jiang Wende sneered: "Anyway, that's all I know, that kid has listened to you since he was a child, and you can educate the child better than me, so you can talk to him when you have time?" ”

"Hmm."

Xia Shanshan nodded slightly.

"I won't eat it, you can eat the rest of the grapes by yourself, I'll take a shower first, drive for a day, and I'm tired to death."

Jiang Wende walked out of the study, leaving Xia Shanshan alone to ponder about her son's early love, she gently tapped the table with her fingers, trying all possible.

After a long time, she left the study and knocked on Jiang Xia's door gently.

"Xia Xia, mom wants to ask you something, can you come in?"

Hearing his mother's voice, Jiang Xia quickly put away the drawing paper and put a two-thirds math paper on the table.

He knew what Xia Shanshan was going to ask with his feet, and it couldn't be about early love. In the eyes of parents, early love affects academic performance, and the same is true for painting, after all, the art examination has long been over at this time.

"Mom, the door is unlocked." He replied, picked up the pen and continued to calculate the area of the ellipse, this kind of problem that seemed a little difficult before, after being reborn, it was relatively simple, and it felt incredible.

Xia Shanshan pushed open the door and came in, and her heart warmed slightly when she saw her son working so hard so late.

After all, I didn't study painting so hard before, but now I pay so much attention to cultural classes, and such a change seems to have happened recently.

If you think about it carefully, could it be that the girl he likes is the first in her grade, and he feels unprecedented pressure, so he works hard, just to be admitted to the same university as her?

If he forcibly dissociates himself from that girl, maybe it will discourage him in turn, and he will be in a slump and fall to the failure of the college entrance examination.

When you think about it, it seems that continuing with the status quo is the perfect solution.

As for whether he and the girl will continue to be together after the college entrance examination, that is not her concern.

"Mom, what's wrong?" Jiang Xia looked back at her.

"It's okay, it's okay, Mom will come in and see if you need anything here, anyway, aren't you really hungry?"

"Not hungry at all."

"Then rest early and don't stay up too late, you know?"

Jiang Xia nodded, a little puzzled, didn't my mother come to Xingshi to ask for the guilt? Why don't you say it when it comes to your lips?