Zhang Yansheng saw light in the darkness of death. When she opened her eyes, she realized that she was in her own bedroom. She had been fooling around outside for the past two years and hadn't really come back to live here. Moreover, the decorations and decorations of this room were clearly the same as when she was in middle school. It was completely different from later on.
Zhang Yansheng ran to the bathroom and looked in the mirror. Her body had shrunk and become flat. Her youthful face was clean and she still had the appearance of a teenage girl.
She glanced at the date on her old cell phone from many years ago. She unwillingly turned on her outdated computer and looked at the date on it. Only then did Zhang Yansheng finally believe that she had been reborn and returned to the third year of middle school when she was fifteen years old.
Zhang Yansheng sat on the sofa in the room in a daze for a full two hours to digest this information.
So, she … had obtained a chance to start over again? Was it like this?
She suddenly remembered the ethereal voice in the final darkness — I hope that in your next life, you will walk the right path.
Zhang Yansheng quivered and suddenly stood up from the sofa!
Yes, in this new life, she couldn't live in a muddle-headed manner like in her previous life. She only understood at the time of her death that this was her own life. She had destroyed herself in a fit of pique. How stupid she was!
So now, what was the situation? What should she do at this time?
Zhang Yansheng walked around in circles twice and looked up to see her familiar desk. She hurriedly walked over to take a look. The desk had been tidied up neatly by the housekeeper. Zhang Yansheng randomly picked out a middle school workbook. She flipped it open and looked at it. Suddenly, her forehead was covered in sweat!
She didn't know a single question!
One! Path! Yes! No! Yes!
She had already returned the things she had learned back then to her teacher!
When she died, she hadn't graduated from that crappy university. In fact, she didn't even go to class. She was just passing the time.
And now, it was only the middle of July. It was the summer break for the third year of middle school. In other words, in another month, she would be going to high school.
She was going to K City's First High School. That school was very awesome and was at the top of the pyramid in K City.
In her previous life, she wondered how much money her father had spent to get her into the school. Unfortunately, her academic performance plummeted in high school. Later on, she gave up on herself and started to play truant from school. She even smoked, drank, and got into fights. In the end, her influence was too bad, and she couldn't cover it with money. In the end, she was expelled from school.
Her father had no choice but to send her to a private high school to pass her days. After graduation, he sent her to that crappy university, hoping to get a diploma. Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing to say that he only had a high school education.
His youthful life was wasted in such a ridiculous way.
He was really crippled.
When Zhang Yansheng thought of this, his heart ached and he broke out in cold sweat.
You can't do this anymore! From now on, he had to walk a different path!
Zhang Yansheng's mind was clear. No matter what happened when she was reborn, there was only one thing she should do at this age — study hard and improve every day!
Zhang Yansheng took a few deep breaths to calm himself down. She rummaged through the desk and found her schoolbag, but the rest of the things were only Year Three books. Her mind was basically empty right now. She didn't need to catch up on elementary school, but she had to catch up on the content from the first grade onwards. Otherwise, when she reached high school, she wouldn't need to "plummet" at all. She would be at the bottom.
Zhang Yansheng rummaged through her things, but she couldn't remember where she had put her first-grade and second-grade books. Just as she was at a loss, someone knocked on the door. "Yanyan, Yanyan, Sir told me to rush you. It's time to pack up. We'll be leaving soon."
Zhang Yansheng was stunned.
She paused for a moment, then rushed over to open the door.
A middle-aged woman stood outside the door, or rather, an old woman. She was very old. Although her hair looked black, it was actually all dyed. In fact, it was obvious from the roots that it was all white.
Zhang Yansheng's eyes suddenly turned red as she shouted, "Auntie!" All sorts of feelings welled up in her heart.
The woman sighed. "Why haven't you changed your clothes yet? Hurry up, Madam has already finished with her makeup. It's not good to ask them to wait for you. "
She lowered her voice. "Otherwise, she'll complain to Sir again."
This woman's surname was Luo. She had been Zhang Yansheng's nanny since she was born, taking care of her as she grew up. She had already been working in the Zhang family for more than ten years.
She had been with Zhang Yansheng's birth mother for more than ten years and had quite a lot of feelings for her. She even treated Zhang Yansheng as her own child.
After the woman surnamed Liang entered the family, she actually didn't like Auntie Luo and wanted to fire her a few times. However, Zhang Yansheng made a big fuss, and Zhang Yansheng's father, Zhang Huan, suppressed it. Thus, Auntie Luo stayed.
Unexpectedly, Auntie Luo survived the second wife's difficulties, but was hurt by Zhang Yansheng.
Later on, Zhang Yansheng became more and more unruly. Even Zhang Huan didn't care much about her. If she wanted money, he would give it to her. All she wanted was peace.
Zhang Yansheng's stepmother, Liang Yingying, couldn't wait for Zhang Yansheng to continue working. She fanned the flames and added fuel to the fire.
In this family, the only person who truly cared about Zhang Yansheng and was willing to take care of her was Auntie Luo.
Unfortunately, Zhang Yansheng's personality was already twisted at that time. She was like a barrel of gunpowder. How could she be as obedient as when she was young? Auntie Luo tried to discipline her a few times, but she didn't listen. In the end, she got annoyed and lost her temper. "You're just a nanny. You're earning my money!"
After she lost her temper, she slammed the door and left.
After she left, she actually felt a little regretful. She vaguely felt that she had spoken too harshly. Moreover, Auntie Luo's eyes seemed a little hurt at that time.
However, at her age, she couldn't bring herself to apologize. After fooling around outside for a week, she finally remembered to come home. Only then did she realize that Auntie Luo had already left and the house was empty.
Liang Yingying laughed and said, "I wasn't the one who chased her away. She felt that she couldn't serve you, Miss, and resigned on her own. "
Zhang Yansheng wanted to tear Liang Yingying apart at that time, but Zhang Huan stopped her. "Auntie Luo really resigned on her own. Her hometown asked her to come home many times to take care of her grandson. It was because of you that she didn't leave. Now, she just thought it through. "
Zhang Yansheng couldn't get over it at that time. She stayed there for a few days. This was the first time since her mother passed away and Zhang Huan remarried that she deeply felt abandoned.
After a few days, she finally put down her pride and called Auntie Luo. However, the number had already been canceled.
At that time, there were still roaming fees. Auntie Luo's number was in K City. If she went back to her hometown, she might have changed her local number.
Although Zhang Yansheng had lived with her for many years, other than her phone number, she didn't know anything else about Auntie Luo. In the vast sea of people, her fate with Auntie Luo ended just like that.
And now, at this moment, she hadn't hurt Auntie Luo's heart. Auntie Luo hadn't resigned and left. She was still in the Zhang family!
Zhang Yansheng's nose turned sour. She almost cried and hugged her. "Auntie Luo!"
"Okay, okay. I know you don't want to go out with her. But this is your great aunt's birthday banquet. If you don't go, your great aunt will definitely be angry. You know that she can't afford to lose face in front of your great-aunt. " Auntie Luo patted her back and coaxed her as if she was coaxing a child. "Go, go. Change into a beautiful dress. Our Yanyan is the most beautiful little princess wherever she goes."
Was it a birthday banquet for his great aunt? After hearing Auntie Luo's words, Zhang Yansheng remembered that according to the date on the calendar, it really was today.
Before Zhang Yansheng met Auntie Luo, she had already made up her mind to live a good life and not be like her previous life. At this age, she should do what she should do at this age.
"Okay, I'll change now." She said, "Auntie Luo, do you know where I put my first and second year textbooks? Before school starts, I want to review the things I learned before. "
Auntie Luo was surprised and happy. She said, "I know, I know. It's in the storage room. I'll find it for you. Don't worry about it. Go and participate in the birthday banquet. "
She pushed Zhang Yansheng to the cloakroom to change clothes. Zhang Yansheng heard her muttering outside. "Your grades were so good when you were in elementary school. You always brought home awards and were praised at the parent-teacher meeting. Your mother was so happy at that time. The whole family was proud of you … "
Zhang Yansheng's mother had cancer. After the surgery, she had been receiving chemotherapy for a few years. This kind of treatment could make a person very weak. Mother could not manage the business matters, nor could she manage the family matters. She lay there all day, and the happiest thing was when Zhang Yansheng came home with awards.
But when Zhang Yansheng was ten years old, she still passed away.
Two months after the funeral, Liang Yingying received her marriage certificate and entered the family.
She was not alone. She was holding Zhang Shuocheng, who was two years old, in her arms. Behind her was Zhang Heling, who was four years old.
In other words, Zhang Heling was born two years after Zhang Yansheng's mother's surgery!
Zhang Yansheng's mother had been lying in bed all these years. This woman must have been waiting for her to die so that she could become the official wife, right?
Zhang Yansheng exploded at that time!
The little girl screamed at them to get lost! In her anger, she even pushed Zhang Heling down.
Liang Yingying only cared about protecting her precious son in her arms. She did not care about her daughter. It was Aunt Luo and Zhang Huan who pulled Zhang Yansheng and blocked Zhang Heling.
In the end, the three of them took root in this house. No one could stop them. Zhang Yansheng, who was only ten years old, could not.
From then on, Zhang Yansheng's life could not go back to how it was before. When she graduated from elementary school, her grades were not bad. After all, she had good grades for many years. But in the three years of middle school, she could only be said to be "not bad."
The good daughter and good student that her mother was proud of gradually disappeared. Most of this girl's energy was used to argue with her stepmother. Her mind was filled with hatred and disgust.
Zhang Yansheng silently changed her clothes. Her mind was filled with these memories.
If her deceased mother knew what she had become, she would definitely be as sad as Aunt Luo, right?
Zhang Yansheng felt a sour and astringent feeling rush from her nose to her eyes. She forced herself to hold it back and walked out of the cloakroom. "I'm done changing."
"Yanyan is so beautiful." Aunt Luo praised her when she saw her. "Our Yanyan has grown up. She was a little beauty when she was young, but now she's grown up to be a great beauty."
Although the fifteen-year-old girl's chest and butt had not fully developed, she was already slender and elegant. Her eyes were moist and bright, and her cheeks were fair and tender. She was born like her mother. She was indeed a beauty.
Aunt Luo quickly helped her with her hair. A girl of this age did not need makeup. Her natural beauty was the most beautiful. Aunt Luo looked at the time and hurriedly pushed her out the door. "Hurry up. Don't let that person nag again."
The so-called "that person" was naturally Liang Yingying.
But who knew that when the door opened, a gust of cold water would rush in and spray directly onto Zhang Yansheng's face and chest. The dripping sound made her skirt completely wet.
Zhang Yansheng wiped her face and stared at the brat holding the water gun outside the door. Her eyes were burning with anger.
She remembered. During the summer break of the third year of middle school, she had attended her great-aunt's birthday party. This brat had used the water gun to destroy … two of her skirts.
Yes, two of them.
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