Chapter 1: I Am Your Mother

24-year-old Shu Shu died.

She died on the way back from sending her four-year-old son to kindergarten.

From behind, she was killed with a single stab, and she didn't even see the killer's face.

As she lost consciousness from excessive blood loss, Shu Shu had a dream.

She dreamed that this world was a romance novel.

She was the white moonlight who ran away with the male lead's ball and died young in the novel, and her pair of children were the cannon fodder counterpart to the female lead's children.

Her son drifted from a young age, becoming a petty thug, vying with the female lead's academically gifted son for the affection of a girl, becoming a laughingstock, and eventually went astray and ended up in prison.

Her daughter lacked maternal love from childhood, had a dull, unlikable personality, binged ate, was a big fat girl, competed with the female lead's fairy-like daughter for the position of principal violinist in the orchestra, and ended up accidentally damaging her hand, becoming mentally unstable, and was abandoned by her family.

In the end, the female lead replaced the white moonlight, successfully winning the male lead's heart; the outstanding pair of children also gained approval from the male lead's family, and the family lived out the rest of their lives happily and blissfully.

So, was her meaningless stabbing just to fulfill the "early death" setting?

Before taking her last breath, Shu Shu exclaimed: "Really fucked by a dog."

Perhaps the heavens heard her vulgar words.

A burst of kindness.

Then, Shu Shu was reborn.

But the not-so-good news is, she was reborn at her son's age of seventeen—

"You damn bastard dare to sneak attack; take my kick!"

Shu Shu kicked back hard, kicking at empty air, almost falling over.

She opened her eyes.

She found herself in an unfamiliar environment.

It was the school gate.

The school plaque clearly read: Anshi Disan Zhongxue.

Just as Shu Shu couldn't figure out how she ended up here, she was drawn by a commotion.

Not far away, a crowd had gathered.

It looked like a confession.

Before Shu Shu could react, her legs had already walked over out of curiosity.

"Chu Lian, be my girlfriend!"

A boy with hair dyed red, yellow, and blue, wearing a black short-sleeve with a skull pattern and ripped jeans, a kill-matte teen, held a bouquet of roses, gazing lovingly at the girl opposite.

The girl being confessed to lived up to her name: long black straight hair, slender figure, pure and lovely appearance.

But at this moment she timidly hid behind her friends, her eyes red and wet.

Not from being moved.

But because of fear and resistance.

As the kill-matte teen's words fell, his sidekicks chimed in: "Chu School Belle! Say yes to Brother Chen! Otherwise, you won't be leaving today!"

Chu Lian sobbed, her small face showing fear yet a hint of stubbornness; she shook her head: "...... Shu Lingchen, you, you don't do this."

Shu Shu felt her fists clench.

What a bullying little punk!

Chu Lian's female friend angrily stood up and shouted: "Shu Lingchen, you've had enough! Xiao Lian is the school belle, lives in Yujingyuan community, you're a good-for-nothing little punk, constantly shamelessly pestering Xiao Lian, truly a toad wanting to eat swan meat!"

Shu Shu couldn't help but nod in agreement.

This classmate really is her mouthpiece.

Yujingyuan is a luxurious residential area, with high housing prices.

Before her "death", she already owned a fully renovated, fully paid six-million-yuan apartment in Yujingyuan.

The family background of the confessed-to Chu Lian should be quite good; the kill-matte little punk is not worthy of her.

Huh? Wait a moment.

What's this punk's name again?

Shu Lingchen?

How is it the same as her son's name?!

Shu Shu suddenly had a bad premonition.

She lifted her head to look at the kill-matte teen, ignoring his hair like a rooster's, and saw his familiar brows and eyes.

Her heart first jumped, then turned cold.

That toad-like little punk... is her son!!!

Shu Shu's fists really hardened now.

Then her vision went dizzy.

She recalled that dream—her son was the counterpart to the female lead's academically gifted son, vying for a girl's affection, becoming a laughingstock, and meeting a tragic end.

Could this Chu Lian be that girl?

Just as the atmosphere stiffened.

A clean hand pushed through the crowd, and a pleasant male voice with a slight chill sounded: "What are you doing?"

"Class Monitor Shi!"

Chu Lian's friend's face lit up, and she hurriedly called for help: "Class Monitor Shi, you've finally come! Shu Lingchen is forcing Xiao Lian to accept the confession!"

A young man with regular features, wearing a spotless white shirt under his uniform, turned his head to look at Chu Lian, his thin lips slightly parting, speaking gently: "Chu classmate, are you okay?"

Chu Lian bit her lip and shook her head, but looking at the young man's eyes, tears glimmering, she seemed to see a savior.

Shu Shu's vision went dizzy again.

If she hadn't guessed wrong, this male student would be the female lead's son—Shi Jin.

So she has, she's transmigrated onto the scene of a shura field?

"Enough!"

Watching the person he likes and the "love rival" exchange glances, Shu Lingchen's eyes blazed with fire; he squeezed the rose wrapping paper until it squeaked, and he glared at Shi Jin: "Surname Shi, this is none of your business—get lost, or don't blame me for being impolite."

Shi Jin, however, was not afraid; his posture was straight as bamboo, and he spoke righteously: "If you're making things difficult for a classmate, then it's my business."

Chu Lian gazed at Shi Jin, her eyes turning even more starry.

Shu Shu loves reading novels, so she knows exactly what a control group means.

At this moment, the scene: her flamboyant son, in the face of Shi Jin under clear skies and calm winds, was instantly killed, leaving not even scraps.

He's basically a joker.

Shi Jin naturally wasn't afraid of Shu Lingchen's threat, because he had a brain and had already notified the school's security team in advance.

Three minutes later, Shu Lingchen together with his lackeys would be sent to juvenile detention for two days for causing trouble.

As expected.

Shu Shu saw Shu Lingchen toss the rose to the ground, and she was about to dash toward Shi Jin in a single leap.

However, halfway through the leap, he stopped.

A slender white hand grabbed his collar.

"Who the hell?!"

Shu Lingchen turned back in violent rage.

It was Shu Shu; she turned her head and said to Shi Jin and Chu Lian: "Classmates, you go first—I've got this."

Chu Lian: "?"

Shi Jin: "……?"

Shu Shu urged: "Come on, you want to stay and get beaten?"

Despite their doubts, Chu Lian, Shi Jin, and that female friend still left first; after walking some distance, Shi Jin still turned back to glance at Shu Shu once more.

After a while, Shu Shu loosened her grip.

"Who are you?!"

Shu Lingchen finally broke free of the restraint, but the three had already gone far; wanting to chase them was too late, and he roared like a furious little lion.

Shu Shu, thinking about not having seen her son for thirteen years, tidied her collar, revealed a warm, friendly smile, and then introduced herself:

"I'm your mother."

The lackeys beside them all showed surprised expressions, as if wondering how this pretty girl could open her mouth and spew such filth!

But Shu Lingchen froze in place the moment he saw Shu Shu's face clearly.

This woman.

She looks like his mother who died thirteen years ago…!

Can't say 'like'; can only say they're exactly the same.

But her appearance is much more youthful than his memory of his mother.

She looks at most eighteen years old.

About the same age as him.

Shu Lingchen dazed for a moment, then came to his senses, and then confirmed that Shu Shu was scolding him.

"Are you looking to die?!"

He clenched his fist again, raised his arm, and swung it.

Shu Shu stood in place, didn't move, and just looked at him.

Shu Lingchen's hand halted in midair.

For some reason, facing this face that looked so much like his mother, he actually didn't dare to bring it down.

"Damn!"

Shu Lingchen lowered his hand, simply gave up, stepped on the rose with one foot, waved at his lackeys: "Let's go!"

Shu Shu threw the flower on the ground into a nearby trash can, then followed after them.

"Shu Lingchen, I'm your mother."

She said while running:

"I really am your mother."

The lackeys were all stunned.

I'm convinced—even Chen Ge showed mercy and let her go, so why is he still chasing after her to scold her!

"Sick!"

Shu Lingchen felt annoyed at having to deal with a lunatic; his steps grew faster and faster, until he even started running.

As a result, Shu Shu was lost right at the next intersection.