The divorce comeback system arrived right after I was born.

Fantasy could not ultimately overcome the pull of reality. Chen Zhigang closed his eyes and tried to activate the "Time Jump Technique," but the blanket covering him was ruthlessly ripped off by a large hand.

The morning sunlight pierced through the curtains and shone on my bottom, making it feel hot and burning.

"Get up, you little devil! It's your first day on the job, how can you be late?!"

Zhang Guifang's loud voice was a hundred times more effective than an alarm clock. She was carrying a set of yellow and green school uniforms, the colors of which were so bright they looked like stir-fried green peppers and eggs just taken out of the pot.

Chen Zhi sat up abruptly, his hair a mess, and with a look of utter despair, stretched out his arms, letting his mother put the green pepper and egg outfit on him like she was playing with a rag doll.

A funny little dumpling appeared in the mirror.

Like a walking rapeseed flower.

What an ugly school uniform.

Chen Zhi was speechless at the principal's bizarre aesthetic sense.

He tugged at his collar, trying to make himself look a little more presentable, but the huge sunflower school badge was stuck right on his chest, trembling with each breath, exuding a mocking aura.

"So inspiring!"

Zhang Guifang patted her son's bottom with satisfaction and casually stuffed a bottle of Want Want milk into his schoolbag.

"Come on, your Uncle Lin and the others are waiting downstairs."

Chen Zhi dragged his heavy steps to the door. Chen Jun was already fully prepared, holding the car keys in his hand, with a relaxed smile on his face, as if he was about to get rid of a burden.

The family of three had just pushed open the apartment building door when a pink lightning bolt struck them.

"Zhizhi!"

Lin Wanwan was wearing the same rapeseed flower school uniform, but she actually put two pink bunny hair clips on her head, making the outfit look like it was worn on a runway.

She carried a backpack with wings on her back and excitedly circled around Chen Zhi twice, her two little braids swinging wildly.

"Look at my new backpack! It lights up!"

Lin Wanwan patted the button on her backpack like she was showing off a treasure, and the wings immediately began to flash with colorful lights, accompanied by the magical sound effect of "Balala Energy".

Chen Zhi silently took half a step back.

It's too bright.

This dopamine-fueled creature is a completely different species from his soul, a soulless and lifeless office worker.

"nice."

Chen Zhi uttered two perfunctory words, put his hands in his pockets, and took the lead in walking out of the community.

Lin Shuxian followed behind, carrying large and small bags. He didn't look like he was sending his daughter to kindergarten, but rather like he was sending her to escape famine.

This journey, which was only ten minutes long, was transformed by Lin Shuxian into a scene imbued with the tragic grandeur of the Long March.

"Wanwan, the water bottle is in the side pocket. Remember to drink when you're thirsty. If you can't open the lid, ask your teacher. Don't try to open it with your teeth."

"Also, raise your hand when you need to go to the toilet, don't hold it in. If you can't put your pants on properly, ask the teacher. Dad brought you two spare pairs of pants, they're at the very bottom of your backpack."

"Um... if anyone bullies you, shout loudly, or find Zhizhi, understand?"

Lin Shuxian rambled on and on, spitting everywhere.

Lin Wanwan wasn't listening at all; she was busy stepping on the sidewalk pavers, making sure every step landed in a square, having a great time.

The gates of Sunflower Kindergarten are now within reach.

It's less like a kindergarten and more like a scene of a large, out-of-control human infant.

The wailing in the open space by the entrance was deafening, loud enough to lift the roof off.

"I don't want to go! I want to go home! Waaah—"

"Mommy, don't go! Mommy, don't you love me anymore?!"

"Help! Child traffickers are kidnapping us!"

The various cries and screams intertwined, forming a chilling symphony.

Some children clung tightly to their parents' legs, like koalas that couldn't be shaken off no matter what; some simply lay on the ground and rolled around, getting their new school uniforms covered in dust; and one child was even more extreme, climbing directly onto the retractable gate, only to be picked down by the security guard like a gourd.

Chen Zhi stood at the edge of the chaotic crowd, watching the farce with a blank expression.

The thought of spending time with these kids in the future makes my life feel bleak.

He raised his hand to cover his ears, trying to block out the sonic attack.

"arrive."

Lin Jing stopped, handed the schoolbag to Lin Wanwan, and waved goodbye crisply.

"Go inside and listen to your teacher."

Lin Wanwan took the schoolbag without hesitation, blew a kiss to her mother, and turned to rush inside. To her, behind this door was not a school, but a playground full of new friends.

However, she was stopped by a huge resistance as soon as she took a step.

Lin Shuxian gripped the strap of his daughter's schoolbag tightly, his whole body trembling.

This junior manager, who is usually decisive and efficient at work, now had red eyes and was about to have snot running down his face.

"Wanwan..."

Lin Shuxian's voice choked with sobs, and he looked even more miserable than the chubby boy who had been rolling on the ground earlier.

"Just one more hug from Daddy, just one more time."

Ignoring the strange looks from the parents around him, he squatted down and pulled Lin Wanwan into his arms with such force that it was as if he wanted to meld his daughter into his very bones.

"Waaaaah, my precious daughter, Daddy will miss you so much..."

Lin Wanwan's eyes rolled back as she was being strangled, and she desperately pushed Lin Shuxian's big face away with her two small hands.

"Dad, let go! I'm going to be late!"

"No! Dad doesn't want you to suffer inside!" Lin Shuxian cried, tears streaming down his face, completely immersed in his own tragic drama. "How about we don't go? Dad will quit his job and teach you at home!"

The surrounding parents were dumbfounded.

Even the security guard who had climbed over the gate earlier looked at him with shock.

Are the parents of this generation really that bad at handling stress?

Lin Jing couldn't stand it anymore.

She took a deep breath, raised her high-heeled foot, and kicked her husband in the butt.

"Lin Shuxian! Have some shame!"

This kick was swift, accurate, and powerful, causing Lin Shuxian to stumble.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lin Wanwan broke free from the clutches and darted away like a frightened little rabbit, calling out without looking back, "Goodbye, Daddy! Goodbye, Mommy!"

After saying that, she dashed into the gate, leaving not even a glimpse of her back to the heartbroken old father.

Lin Shuxian lay on the ground, stretching out one hand towards the direction where her daughter had disappeared, and cried out in despair, "Wanwan—!"

Chen Zhi stood to the side, his lips twitching involuntarily.

This is so embarrassing.

He turned to look at his parents.

Chen Jun was taking out a cigarette to light it when he saw his son looking over. He quickly stuffed the cigarette back into his pocket and chuckled, "Son, go inside. Don't be like your Uncle Lin."

Zhang Guifang then knelt down and helped Chen Zhi straighten his collar.

"Go on, son. You're a man, you need to take good care of Wanwan."

Chen Zhi nodded.

There were no hugs, no tears.

He even felt Chen Jun's hand, which was about to light a cigarette, trembling slightly—it was the excitement of regaining his freedom.

Chen Zhi turned around, carrying the backpack with the Ultraman pattern on his back, and walked steadily toward the gate.

Upon seeing this, the young female teacher in charge of reception at the door immediately flashed a professional and sweet smile, bent down, and prepared to comfort the child who "looked terrified."

"Little friend, don't be afraid, teacher will guide you..."

The teacher reached out to hold his hand.

Chen Zhi slightly turned his body to avoid the hand.

He raised his head, his clear black and white eyes revealing a detached indifference that seemed to have seen through the vanities of the world.

"Need not."

Chen Zhi said calmly, his voice young but his tone mature.

"I know the way myself."

After saying that, under the female teacher's astonished gaze, he put his hands behind his back and strolled into the kindergarten gate like a leader inspecting work.

As Chen Zhi passed by the chubby boy rolling on the ground, he stopped and glanced down at him.

The chubby boy was howling loudly with his mouth wide open when he suddenly felt a shadow loom over him. He instinctively shut his mouth and stared blankly at Chen Zhi with snot bubbles hanging from his nose.

Chen Zhi took a tissue out of his pocket and casually threw it at the chubby boy's face.

"Wipe it off."

After leaving those words behind, Chen Zhi walked towards the teaching building without looking back, leaving everyone with an extremely dashing yet extremely incongruous back view.

In the classroom of Class 1.

Colorful building blocks were scattered all over the floor, the walls were covered with cartoon stickers, and a faint milky smell filled the air.

Chen Zhi chose a corner seat by the window.

This is an excellent location.

It offers both offensive and defensive advantages, allows for a view of the playground through the windows, and most importantly, it's far from the heart of the crowds.

He had just stuffed his schoolbag into the desk when a burst of cheers came from the children next to him.