After the car accident, my husband Jiang Zeyu and I returned to our student days.
In my previous life, we had been married for ten years, but he still refused to have a child with me.
I know that he has never been able to let go of his childhood sweetheart.
So after being reborn, we deleted each other's WeChat messages in a tacit understanding and applied for two opposite universities in the north and south.
It wasn't until ten years later that he became famous and attended his classmates' reunion with Qingmei on his arm.
Seeing that I was alone, I couldn't help but mock:
"Is this how you behave without me?"
At this moment, my son trotted over and threw himself into my arms: "Mom, I want to go home."
The air suddenly solidified.
His eyes were fixed on the child, and his voice trembled slightly: "How... How can you have someone else's child?"
