“Then we won’t send her to kindergarten.” Zhan Jingting said dismissively, “Wanwan, I’ve never been to kindergarten. I’ve been homeschooled one-on-one since I was little.”
“But I still think that children this age should go out and live and study with their peers. This is different from homeschooling. It’s more about developing their social skills and self-care abilities. Look at home, his mother practically feeds him, and Zheng’s mother practically dotes on him.” Qiao Wanwan added, “Of course, I don’t mean to say they are bad. They certainly love Shiyi very much, but elders can sometimes spoil him.”
“I understand what you mean. Staying at home has its advantages and disadvantages. In comparison, going to kindergarten is only a matter of safety, so we can weigh the pros and cons.”
"Well, I haven't told Eleven about going to kindergarten yet. I'll go ask him first and see if he's willing."
“Going to school is an inevitable path, whether he likes it or not.”
Qiao Wanwan chuckled, "You're too domineering. Kids these days are not like we were when we were young. They have a lot of autonomy now, and we must respect them."
Zhan Jingting didn't speak, he just looked at her quietly.
"What's wrong?" Qiao Wanwan asked curiously. "Is there something on my face?"
"No." Zhan Jingting stroked the stray hairs on the side of her face. "It's just that I feel really sorry for you."
Why do you say that?
“You got pregnant as soon as you turned eighteen, and without knowing whose child it was, you were locked in a villa to have your baby and suffer so much.” Zhan Jingting’s voice was low and hoarse. “It’s my fault that you’ve suffered so much.”
"Why do you always take the blame for yourself?" Qiao Wanwan said with a smile. "Our previous missed opportunities were all due to unforeseen circumstances, not your fault."
The man muttered to himself, "Wanwan, if only I had been braver back then, perhaps none of this would have happened between us..."
"I don't understand what you're saying," Qiao Wanwan asked, looking completely bewildered. "How can you be brave?"
"It's nothing." Zhan Jingting composed himself. "I was just talking nonsense."
"Don't think too much about it." Qiao Wanwan hugged him. "Your task now is to get well."
"What did the old man say to you?"
"What could my master possibly say to me? Don't overthink it."
"Am I really overthinking things?" Zhan Jingting smiled. "You and the old man do have a great understanding; you understand each other perfectly with just a glance. But the more you do this, the more I sense something."
"Moreover, I know my own body best. It confirms that this hereditary disease will only get worse as time goes on. I heard that my grandfather and father were in a state of misery by the time they were 27 or 28. They even envied my second uncle's early death..."
"Stop talking!" Qiao Wanwan quickly covered his mouth. "I will definitely heal you, I promise!"
Zhan Jingting removed her hand and said in a deep voice, "Wanwan, the reason I'm telling you all this is to tell you that if I have another relapse, if I am in unbearable pain, don't be sad, and don't put pressure on yourself. This is normal. I'm just going through what all the men in the Zhan family go through."
"I understand." Qiao Wanwan's heart ached as if it were being torn apart, and she choked out, "I know what to do."
"good......"
......
Qiao Wanwan took some time to talk to Shiyi about going to kindergarten, and to her surprise, he responded very positively.
"Mommy, I'd like to go to kindergarten during the National Day holiday."
"Really?"
"Of course it's true, I went to school before October."
Qiao Wanwan patted his head, "Oh right, Mommy almost forgot, Eleven is a little returnee, he studied abroad."
"Um."
Ruan Wanyi was a little worried. "The Zhan family's heir has been homeschooled since he was a child. The courses are all tailored to him and are a thousand times better than those in outside schools. Eleven should be no exception. Why do you insist on sending him to school?"
“Mom, I know the rules of the Zhan family, but things are different now. Eleven not only needs to learn knowledge, but also needs to develop his social skills.” Qiao Wanwan explained, “Eleven is studying at home and can’t get along with children his own age, which is not a good thing.”
“Mom, haven’t you always complained that Jingting is not good at speaking? I think that’s partly because of his personality, but also because he has never been to school.”
“You’re overthinking it,” Ruan Wanyi said. “Jingting went to school outside of Beijing; he studied at Imperial University.”
"Jing Ting studied at Imperial University? I've never heard of that."
Ruan Wanyi sighed, "After the car accident, Jingting's leg was indeed crippled. He was in a terrible mood and locked himself in his room every day. He would smash the food that the maid brought in, and he lost a lot of weight."
"As you know, Jingting is a stubborn person with his own ideas. As his mother, I can't persuade him at all. I can only consult a psychologist."
“The psychologist said that in this situation, Jingting should not be kept at home. He should be taken out for walks and fresh air. I almost cried and begged him to agree to go out for walks, but it had no effect at all.”
Qiao Wanwan felt a pang of heartache listening to this. "And then what happened?"
“I went to see a psychologist again, and the doctor said that we had to change Jingting’s environment. But how could we change the environment? Even if we moved, wouldn’t he still be stuck at home all the time? So I thought of sending him to school.”
“He didn’t want to see anyone, so I put sunglasses, a mask and a hat on him and then took him to Imperial University. Strangely enough, Jingting didn’t seem to be against Imperial University. We went there for three days in a row. On the fourth day, it rained and I wasn’t planning to take him. He even asked me why we weren’t going.”
"I was so happy that I tried asking him if he wanted to go to school. I didn't have high hopes, but to my surprise, he actually agreed!"
"That's a good thing." Qiao Wanwan felt the same way and was happy too. "Jing Ting has a cold personality. If he can like the atmosphere at school, he will become more cheerful."
“Then you’re overthinking it.” Ruan Wanyi shook her head. “He didn’t go to school at all. He just went to school every day, and I heard he just stayed on the playground watching the high school students next door have their PE class. I think he’s probably very envious of how fast and agile they can run and jump…”
Qiao Wanwan frowned, seemingly lost in thought.
"Wanwan, what's wrong?" Ruan Wanyi asked curiously when she saw her lost in thought. "Are you also feeling sorry for Jingting? It's okay, it's all in the past. He's back to his old self now, hasn't he?"
"Hmm." Qiao Wanwan composed herself and said, "I just suddenly remembered that I used to attend Imperial Capital High School. Our school's playground was separated from the neighboring Imperial Capital University by only a glass wall. I think I saw Jing Ting there back then..."
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