After failing to get through to Zheng Siyuan, Zheng Yang asked Wu Chun again after school.
As expected, Wu Chun was also choosing the Physics track, the science path.
She asked, “Don’t you like both Physics and History? Why were you so decisive in choosing Physics?”
Wu Chun explained, “My dad said that for History, you just need to learn a way of thinking and establish a correct historical perspective. The rest you can actually self-study and treat as a hobby. But Physics—without a teacher, it’s really impossible.”
Zheng Yang knew it made sense, but she still felt that this division was too unfair to History.
Wasn’t it forcing all students to choose Physics?
Her best friend, and her best—
She wasn’t sure how to categorize Siyuan exactly.
Anyway, the two people closest to her were both choosing science.
She couldn’t force them into the arts just for her own selfish reasons.
But she had been given a chance to live again, and she really wanted to choose History.
She thought about Zheng Shiqiang having her back, then she turned her head to look at Wu Chun.
Hey—
‘She suddenly had another thought.’
‘If Siyuan and Wu Chun started dating, wouldn’t Principal Wu be able to support Siyuan’s future too?’
In theory, yes, but as soon as she thought of this possibility, she felt a pang in her heart.
‘What feeling was that? Could it be… reluctance?’
Her son dating her best friend, and she felt reluctant?
‘Why?’
Leaving aside the likelihood of them getting together, just the thought made her uncomfortable.
Zheng Yang couldn’t articulate why she felt uncomfortable.
She just vaguely felt that she was supposed to be the one accompanying her son and making up for lost time, but someone else would take that away—
What was that about?
If she were still Siyuan’s father, she wouldn’t care who he dated, because no matter what, the father-son bond between them would never break.
But now, if Siyuan ran off with another girl, he would truly be gone.
As a deskmate and classmate, even if they promised to be “best buddies” for life, they were still of opposite genders.
How close could they be in the future? Whether he would even invite her to his wedding was uncertain.
With her 38 years of life experience, she knew very well that so-called close high school friends—whether same-sex or opposite-sex—
Would gradually drift apart after entering society, working, and starting families.
In the end, they wouldn’t be as important as a neighbor.
If it came to that, she and Siyuan would become complete outsiders.
Then all her care for him would be for nothing.
Even if Siyuan really got together with Wu Chun, and she and Wu Chun were good sisters and could meet often, in Siyuan’s heart, Wu Chun’s importance would naturally be higher than hers.
But clearly, she was the one closer to Siyuan…
She would feel pained and unwilling.
A not-so-appropriate example flashed through her mind:
She had once seen a news story about a young couple getting divorced because the mother-in-law interfered.
The reason was that the mother-in-law couldn’t stand how close her son and daughter-in-law were, feeling that the daughter-in-law had taken her son away from her, and she became psychologically unbalanced.
Zheng Yang had found it hilarious when she saw the news—
What a foolish mother-in-law.
But now she found it even more hilarious, because she felt she could somewhat understand that absurdly foolish mother-in-law.
But still, on the other hand…
If she really wanted to keep accompanying Siyuan and never let go, given her current female body and being the same age as Siyuan, the only option seemed to be…
‘Hiss—’
She shuddered and didn’t dare think further.
But at least, there was definitely no romantic feelings between her and Siyuan.
It was just that she couldn’t bear to see him drift further and further away.
‘Ah, this matter is still far off. Why borrow trouble? Focus on the current subject selection.’
When she got home, she naturally told Zheng Shiqiang about her subject selection thoughts.
She had gotten used to sharing any difficult matters with her dad, especially something this important.
Unexpectedly, Zheng Shiqiang didn’t hesitate at all and directly told her to choose the Physics track, the science side.
Zheng Yang was a bit surprised:
“Dad, didn’t you say you’d let me work at your company? Does it even matter what major I choose?”
Zheng Shiqiang said calmly, “What if I go bankrupt?”
“Pfft! Dad, don’t joke like that!”
This old man, always saying earth-shattering things with a straight face.
But Zheng Shiqiang didn’t seem to be joking:
“It’s not a joke. Of course I’ll have your back, but you can’t rely on me for everything. You’re thirty-eight—you should understand that, right?”
“I understand…”
Hearing her dad seriously say she was “thirty-eight” made Zheng Yang feel awkward.
She lowered her head and drank water to hide her embarrassment.
“I understand you want to experience something different from last time, but subjects like History can be self-studied successfully.”
Zheng Shiqiang said similar words to Wu Chun.
“If you choose the History track, either you truly have the determination to delve into Chinese classics and history. But it’s not easy for you to live again and experience life as the opposite sex—do you really want to spend all your time on deep study? Alternatively, you’re just really bad at Physics, so bad you can’t even touch it. Then you could choose History.”
“I’m not that bad… Twenty-something years ago, I still got into a second-tier university.”
“Then that settles it?”
Zheng Yang put down her water cup and sighed.
The three people closest to her were all leaning towards her choosing science.
Should she still be stubborn?
As for what Zheng Shiqiang said about “you can’t rely on me for everything,” she understood even more—
It wasn’t that Zheng Shiqiang didn’t dote on her, but that as a person surviving in society, she needed to have something of her own, her own strength.
That was what truly had her back.
She suddenly realized that no matter how superior her life was or how worry-free her path seemed, not everything would go her way.
She had understood this principle before, but now she felt it more deeply.
“Then I… I’ll choose Physics too…”
She smiled helplessly.
Zheng Shiqiang didn’t respond to her words but instead threw out another question.
“Yangyang, if I really go bankrupt, what would you do?”
Zheng Yang was startled.
She looked up at Zheng Shiqiang, a trace of fear flashing in her eyes—
Was he serious?
“Look at you, scared. My company is doing fine. I’m just assuming.”
Zheng Shiqiang laughed.
“You’re so mean!” Zheng Yang laughed mischievously.
“If Dad really goes bankrupt, just sell me off.”
Zheng Shiqiang was taken aback at first, then curled his lips, pointed at Zheng Yang, and laughed heartily.
“As expected of you, as expected!”
Zheng Yang straightened her skirt and school uniform, smoothed her hair, sat up straight with her legs together and chest out, as if saying, “Look, I should fetch a good price.”
Zheng Shiqiang, still laughing, leaned closer and pulled her into his arms.
“You silly girl, you always make people worry.”
Zheng Yang hugged his waist too, turning her head to nuzzle against him.
She no longer needed to pledge loyalty or devotion to Zheng Shiqiang, and he knew that.
But the truth she spoke jokingly still made his heart ache.
He even regretted a little—
Why did he make that assumption?
He remembered Wu Shengli’s words:
“Just spoil a kid like this. Spoil her to death. She won’t be ruined!”
Spoil her, of course he would, but watching the conflict between her 38-year-old self and her 15-year-old self, and the conflict between a male soul and a female body, was also a great source of amusement for him.
Just then, Zheng Yang gave him an opportunity.
She twisted shyly and said, “Dad, if Siyuan and I pick the same subjects, can you still put us in the same class?”
Oh?
When it came to subject tracking and class assignments, her first thought was not to be in the same class as Wu Chun, but with Siyuan?
Interesting.
Zheng Shiqiang smiled and said of course it was no problem, because he was very interested in seeing what kind of chemical reaction could develop between Zheng Yang and Siyuan.
Even if it was…
That kind of chemical reaction.
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