What's going on? The eyes are wet?

Zhang Xiaoman himself couldn't believe it. Could it be that the feelings for Qin Lin in his heart would not fade with rebirth? Instead, it became sensitive as the memory awakened?

How could he face this heavy feeling before him!

Even if he told Qin Lin that he was a reborn person, that he was Zhang Daman and that Zhang Daman was himself, Qin Lin would not believe it!

Not to mention that Qin Lin will accept her.

How could Qin Lin accept such an exaggerated fact and such a crazy relationship?

Or, in other people's eyes, this kind of deformed feelings, or this kind of somewhat powerful feelings...

Zhang Xiaoman didn't dare to continue thinking, heartache?!

Will your heart still hurt?!

This means that I have no relief from this person.

Originally, after so many years, whenever Zhang Daman and Qin Lin were in love, Zhang Xiaoman felt a little painful in his heart, but he couldn't say anything.

What can he say?

Say no!

Is this woman his beloved woman?

Then there is no need to wait for others to accuse him, he is already crazy.

The memories of the previous life have awakened, that is to say, some memories can only become memories, never think about them, never overlap with this life.

Especially for feelings!

That is simply impossible!

Perhaps, this is the price of rebirth. If you gain something, you will lose something.

Qin Lin vaguely felt the moistness of her clothes. When she looked down, she saw Zhang Xiaoman crying in her eyes and shed tears silently.

She couldn't help but be shocked, covered Zhang Xiaoman's arm in panic, and asked anxiously: "Xiaoman, what's wrong? Why are you crying? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Are you sick?"

While speaking, he hurriedly reached out to test Zhang Xiaoman's forehead to see if he had a fever.

Zhang Xiaoman looked at Qin Lin’s nervous look, and an inexplicable warmth surged in his heart!

yes!

This is the woman I loved most in my previous life. In this life, I may become my stepmother...

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoman felt even more heartbroken.

However, looking at Qin Lin's nervous look, he couldn't bear it again and grinned, with the innocence of a child, "Hehe, Aunt Qin, I have nothing, I just feel that your arms are so warm, as if I have found maternal love..."

Qin Lin's pink face turned red, she patted Zhang Xiaoman gently, and scolded coquettishly: "Jinghuo, do you believe it or not, Aunt Qin slap you on the butt!"

Zhang Xiaoman giggled. This may be what he should be like now!

Childhood, child!

The memories of Qin Lin’s previous life in my mind can only be completely sealed and will be hidden forever!

"Xiaoman, do you miss your mother?" Qin Lin asked with concern, stretching out her hand to wipe the tears at the corners of her eyes.

Zhang Xiaoman shook his head and bit his lip, "No, I don't even know who my mother is! How could I miss it?"

Qin Lin sighed in her heart, it was all Zhang Daman's fault. He couldn't even explain who Zhang Xiaoman's mother was.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xiaoman blinked, "Aunt Qin, can you be my mother?"

Qin Lin was stunned. It was not surprising that she was already a mother and Zhang Xiaoman asked this.

However, she is still a young girl and has not yet been involved in human affairs. Not to mention her mother, she can make her blush when she is a mother.

However, looking at Zhang Xiaoman's sincere eyes, innocent and romantic, she seemed to be a little reluctant, so she smiled and stroked Zhang Xiaoman's little head, using a sound that was so thin that a mosquito screamed, but Zhang Xiaoman could hear it clearly.

"Now, I have to wait for your father to marry Aunt Qin into the house. From now on, I will be your mother and you will be my son!"

Zhang Xiaoman was very difficult and shouted bitterly: "Mom..."

How contradictory is this mom cry!

In the past life, this woman was my favorite woman. In this life, alas!

Damn, I not only became my son in the future, but also the son of the woman I loved most in my previous life...son?

What a bloody rebirth plot, it’s so painful!

Zhang Xiaoman had a deep resentment in his heart. This kind of rebirth is too deceptive!

Qin Lin was trembling all over by Zhang Xiaoman's scream of "mother". What's the yellow girl? Just like that, has an extra son?

However, she likes Zhang Xiaoman very much.

However, sooner or later, I will be Zhang Daman's woman, and sooner or later, I will be Zhang Xiaoman's stepmother.

Stepmother is also a mother. Even though she is not as thick as water, she loves Zhang Daman.

If you love someone, you love everything about him, including the children he gave birth to and his ex-wife, which is also part of him.

Therefore, Qin Lin had long accepted the fact that Zhang Xiaoman was Zhang Daman's son and happily accepted this fact.

So what if you don’t accept it? Who told me to fall in love with Zhang Daman!

That kind of love is deep in his right and wrong.

For Zhang Xiaoman, she can only treat it as her son.

All this is a matter of time sooner or later, and it is already destined in the dark, and it cannot be avoided.

Qin Lin hugged Zhang Xiaoman in her arms again. The warmth of holding her biological son also made Zhang Xiaoman feel comfortable.

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The morning light, the rain, the drizzle, the drizzle.

The mountain road leading to Donggan Village in Shike Village is muddy and slippery, and raindrops are tilted to the soil and water splashes are rising.

A minibus was parked at the intersection of Donggan Village, surrounded by plastic tape, wearing a hat, or an oil-paper umbrella, and was the one who saw him off.

Today is the day when Qingshi Town Middle School starts. This minibus is the only passenger bus in Shike Village, Donggan Village and Xigan Village nearby. Even if it rains, students and parents from several villages are crowded and packed their luggage, carrying their luggage.

In a short while, the minibus carrying 19 passengers was already full, and as long as there was a corner where people could stand, they were crowded.

It is said that it carries 19 passengers, but in such remote villages, overloading is a common thing. At least nearly 30 people squeezed in.

"Sit down, grab it firmly, and prepare to drive!" The driver shouted in the driver's seat.

In the noisy carriage, the students were filled with joyful smiles, and they were delighted that they were about to embark on a new road to study.

The parents who saw them off took care of their children while crowding in the carriage, chatting and chatting.

"Shit..."

The minibus was spitting out smoke, and the driver closed the door, started the car, and prepared to set off.

"Driver, please wait a moment!"

A voice shouted, and outside the car window, a student was carrying a simple backpack, followed by his father who was helping with his luggage.

"Xiaoman!"

Li Dahai, who was sitting in the carriage, shouted in surprise and hurriedly, "Driver, wait a moment, I Xiaoman is here."
Chapter completed!