Reborn: Instead of Chasing the School Beauty, I Chased Her Mother

Just now, one's own heart still harbored some suspicion that this child was touching my thigh because he wanted to take advantage of me.

Looking at it now, it seems that it's my own adult mind that's too filthy.

He is just an 18-year-old child after all, how could he think about those strange and weird things?

It's only a middle-aged woman like myself whose heart could be so filthy.

"Xiao Yan, let me make you some food,"

Han Xueying looked at Li Zhiyan and felt a surge of warmth in her heart, in her moment of despair, this young man truly brought warmth to her.

"If it wasn't for you suddenly coming to look for me, I really wouldn't have known what to do."

Looking at the photo of her late husband, Han Xueying's heart was very complicated.

If he hadn't fallen ill and passed away, I wouldn't be so fragile now.

"I don't know how to thank you."

At this moment, Li Zhiyan could truly feel Han Xueying's pain.

"No, Aunt Han, my mom will come back to cook for me tonight,"

"So I won't eat here."

"If you really want to thank me, just granting me half a day off would be fine."

Han Xueying couldn't help but smile lightly...

This kid, he's still thinking about getting time off, he has such a huge obsession with it.

"You really are a child who can't be away from his mom."

Han Xueying also felt a bit of maternal overflow in her heart.

"How about this, I'll cook a few ears of corn for us to eat as a casual meal, it won't interfere with your dinner made by your mom."

"Your leave is approved by me."

Hearing Han Xueying approve his request for leave, Li Zhiyan also felt a bit excited; this way, he wouldn't have to skip class.

"Okay."

Han Xueying, hearing Li Zhiyan agree, simply boiled a few ears of corn and then came to sit next to Li Zhiyan.

"Xiao Yan, how did you suddenly think of coming to see me?"

Han Xueying was also full of doubt at this moment, finding Li Zhiyan's sudden visit somewhat unbelievable.

"Aunt Han, we are neighbors, and since I had nothing to do today, I just thought I'd drop by."

"I didn't expect to arrive just when you had an accident."

"Maybe it's fate."

Han Xueying had a peculiar feeling, indeed it seemed like fate, especially since she lived in Left Bank Garden and an 18-year-old kid, relying on his own earnings of over a million, had bought a 140-square-meter house in Left Bank Garden.

That in itself was bizarre enough.

"It's fate."

"Aunt Han, actually, when I was at school, I felt that you were unhappy."

Han Xueying didn't expect that this kid could actually perceive her unhappiness.

"How did you figure it out?"

At this moment, Han Xueying reverted to her usual gentle big sister image.

It seemed like she had already jumped out of the pain.

Li Zhiyan's heart still preferred the tone of voice of Han Xueying that sounded very much like Yang Mi's.

But of course, he couldn't let Aunt Han fall back into pain again; of course, if another kind of emotion could express such a tone of voice, then it would be extremely enchanting.

"Just a feeling, the first time I saw you, I thought that although you always wore a gentle smile and looked like a big sister,

"But I always felt in my heart that you weren't very happy."

"So I thought you must have worries on your mind, but I didn't expect your husband to have been in an accident."

Li Zhiyan glanced at the photo in the living room and then said, "But Aunt Han, I think you should put this photo away."

"Why?"

For her husband, Han Xueying was very nostalgic, which is why she kept the photo in the living room to occasionally look at her deceased husband.

Li Zhiyan spoke the comforting words that Han Xueying had said to him in his previous life.

However, he didn't say it as well as Jiang Xian did.

"Aunt Han, our lives are constantly moving forward."

"It's wrong to dwell in the past."

"Always being immersed in the pain of the past, one will never be able to move on, when in fact, there are many wonderful things waiting for us ahead."

"You are a university teacher."

"You should understand this principle."

Han Xueying nodded gently.

"Okay, I'll put the photo away."

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Han Xueying knew that it was wrong to dwell in her grief, and then she went in front of the memorial photo of her husband, took one last look,

And then placed the photo into the drawer.

"Aunt Han, that's right, I will come over to keep you company often."

"And when you are free, you can also chat with me on QQ."

When they talked about QQ chatting, Han Xueying's expression became serious again.

"Li Zhiyan, speaking of chatting on QQ, I really need to have a serious talk with you."

"You are always on your phone during class, not studying properly."

"I will have to talk to your mother when I have time."

As a counselor, Han Xueying became serious when discussing such issues.

Li Zhiyan was startled and quickly grabbed Han Xueying's hand; he definitely didn't want his mother to know that he was always playing with his phone in school, as that would worry her.

"Aunt Han, please don't tell my mom, actually, whether I study or not doesn't really make any difference."

"Think about it, isn't studying just for making money?"

"I can already earn money now, so that diploma doesn't matter anymore."

Li Zhiyan's words made Han Xueying feel a sense of helplessness in refuting him; what he said seemed not wrong at all.

With his current abilities, not ten but a hundred college graduates wouldn't be a match for him.