Reborn and returned to kindergarten as the boss

#19-year-old college freshman died suddenly on the street#

#Being a tutor during the day and being a rider at night, the king of the volume has nothing at the end#

Donna fell to the side of the road clutching his cramped heart.

Laughing at himself in his mind, he thought about these possible hot search titles related to himself.

The electric car that delivered the food crushed half of his leg, the food in the incubator was overturned, and the soup and water spread everywhere.

He lowered his head and saw that his calf was clearly swollen, but his brain felt no pain.

The only thing he can feel is the life that is slowly passing away with the heartache.

In the evening, the crowds are bustling.

Pedestrians waiting for the traffic lights at the intersection noticed the abnormality here and gradually surrounded them.

With the last ounce of strength, Tang Na turned over and faced the sky, wanting to see the afterglow that he hadn't appreciated carefully for a long time.

But the line of sight was slowly filled with colorful clothing colors.

——"Brother? Wake up! Can you hear my voice?"

——"Call an ambulance! He's breathing so weakly!"

These voices are full of good intentions...

It made him a stranger.

At the moment of dying, Tang Na was obviously surrounded by others, but Tang Na felt surrounded by loneliness.

After struggling all his life, at this moment, what he desires the most is the appearance of a familiar person...

You can give him a warm hug when he is helpless.

Tang Na held the corner of his mouth and smiled wryly:

It turns out that the abuse point of a foreign country is here...

His body gradually lost control, his neck no longer had the strength to support his head, and his head fell to the side in a dazed state.

His eyes were blurred, and he could barely see a dozen or so children across the road.

Under the leadership of the teacher, the children lined up with hands on their shoulders, talking and laughing, preparing to go home from school.

Looks like a kindergarten kid.

Donna didn't even have the energy to sigh.

His eyelids were fighting up and down, and finally he couldn't hold it anymore, and he closed his eyes amidst the exclamation of strangers.

Before his heart stopped beating, a thought flashed through his mind——

If only I could go back to my childhood.

What trouble can the little one have?

Downer, 19, is still dead.

Died on the streets of Xia Ye's foreign land.

……

"Nana... eyes open..."

The gentle female voice called his nickname and guided him by his ear.

Tang Na's consciousness returned to his body, and he slowly controlled his surroundings.

Until the end, his attention spread to the eyelids, he wrinkled his eyes, and finally saw the slightest light.

He opened his eyes—

Saw bright daylight, pink and blue wallpaper decals.

I saw a classroom of children staring at him...

And the very clear face of the female teacher in kindergarten!

Donna was dumbfounded.

Teacher Ding Xia, whose facial features are blurred in memory, is close at hand at this moment, and the details of her face are very real.

She smiled at him softly, stretched out her arms towards him, and said in a sweet and patient voice, "What's wrong? Nana is nervous?"

Downer looked down, staring at the pair of big hands stretched out towards him.

But only for a second.

The loneliness that permeated the bone marrow when he was dying still remained in his body. Seeing the hint of her embrace, Tang Na almost didn't think about it, and threw himself into the teacher's arms.

--"Wow……"

The children in the audience let out a cry of surprise.

"Wow……"

On the stage, in the arms of the teacher, Tang Na let out a wow and burst into tears.

He felt Teacher Ding's big hand gently caressing his back while coaxing him softly in his ear.

He felt that his chin rested on Teacher Ding's shoulder, like a bean falling on a plate.

He seems to be very small, but the teacher seems to be very big?

He raised his hand, and saw his own small and short fingers in the dim eyes of tears.

Not like.

He is really small, but the teacher is really big.

Donner cried even louder.

His mind was chaotic, and the clear feeling in the process of death had not faded away.

He guessed that his body might still be rescued in reality.

So he is not dead yet, at this moment the consciousness is weaving a beautiful dream for itself.

He dreamed that he was back in kindergarten...

Dreaming of the powerful teacher in the image of authority, who appeared as a symbol of protection and gave him a hug.

In this hug, he doesn't have to be that hard-working college student.

He doesn't have to be a strong big boy either.

"Didn't Nana sing very positively before? What's the matter today? Is she shy or in a bad mood?"

Teacher Ding still patted him on the back and asked him in a low voice, as if trying to coax him.

But Tang Na found that he couldn't stop.

It seems that the more people are coaxed, the more their fragility will overflow.

He thought to himself: Maybe it is a sense of security that makes people take off their disguise.

Teacher Ding's gentleness allowed him to vent his grievances freely.

It was clearly a dream, but everything was real and terrifying.

Tang Na found that if he cried for a long time, his body would also feel tired.

When he was an adult, he occasionally hid secretly and cried, and the exhaustion would only attack for a moment, and then quickly dissipate.

But in this small body, he didn't cry for a long time before his body became exhausted.

When his body was tired, his mind couldn't turn.

He didn't remember very clearly what happened afterwards.

He only had a vague impression that Teacher Ding was calling for other children to take turns on stage.

Seeing that he stopped crying, Teacher Ding tried to let him go...

As a result, I felt cold and uneasy after being released, so I started crying again, and clinging to Teacher Ding to hug him.

So, for the whole afternoon, Tang Na was hugged by Teacher Ding until the end of class.

Donna was so tired from crying that he didn't even think about it.

He instinctively thought that since he was dreaming, he was the protagonist, and he wanted to gain as much energy as possible in this dream.

After all, the body does not know when it will be rescued, and the dream does not know when it will wake up.

If he doesn't have enough energy when he wakes up, how can he continue to struggle in that slightly cruel world?

Therefore, he wants to stay in Teacher Ding's arms temporarily, and be a little waste who can only cry.

Clingy until after school, Teacher Ding led the whole class of children to leave the classroom...

But there was still a Donner who was twitching after crying.

Parents who came to pick up their children from school all know the little red man in the kindergarten, Donald.

Some adults saw the child in the teacher's arms with dirty tears on his face, and thought it was funny, so they came to tease him, "Isn't Nana usually very brave? Why are you crying today?"

Tang Na was crying as soon as he opened his mouth. He didn't answer, and hid his face behind the teacher's shoulder.

The adults just watched and laughed, thinking that the child was shy and would not make things difficult on purpose.

He thought in a daze:

It's great being a kid.

Crying and crying will not be made fun of by adults.

After the children were picked up, Teacher Ding carried him to an old locust tree, and then said to him, "Okay, mother-in-law is here to pick you up. Mother-in-law can't hold you, can you go by herself?" "

mother-in-law?

Tang Na, who was sleepy at first, suddenly brightened up.

He suddenly turned his head to look under the old locust tree——

Sure enough, standing there was a grandmother who was much younger than in reality and had a tough waist!

"Grandmother!" Tang Na kicked his legs instinctively, and after being put on the ground by Teacher Ding, he jumped at grandma in two steps in three steps.

And grandma also had a gentle smile on her face as she remembered, and bowed down to catch him steadily.

Grandma had only held him for a short while, and it was customary to let go.

But when she took a step back, Tang Na took a step forward, sticking to her arms and not leaving.

Such an anomaly caught Grandma's attention.

Soon, Tang Na heard the conversation of two adults ringing above his head——

"Nana doesn't know what's wrong today. She doesn't want to sing, keeps crying, and is still very clingy."

"That's it, I'm causing trouble for the teacher!"

"No, no! This little brat is usually very independent, and I'm quite happy to be so clingy to me today."

"Thank you teacher..."

After watching the teacher go, the grandmother was neither angry nor annoyed, but asked the child in her arms very patiently, "What's the matter with Nana?"

Tang Na shook his head in his grandmother's arms, twitched, but didn't speak.

"I heard Nana wasn't brave today? But even if she wasn't brave, it doesn't matter."

Hearing grandma's tolerance and consideration, Tang Na's heart moved, and he said softly, "Nana will be brave tomorrow."

"Hahahahaha, good! Nana is the best! Shall we go home?"

"Um……"

Nana didn't want to be brave today.

Nana just wants to be a little waste today.

The author says:

This article blurs the background of the era and place, which is roughly the age when smart devices were not popularized.

Although it is a story about children, it is the older friends who want to heal when they read the book.

I hope you can feel even a little bit of tenderness when reading this story~