Jiang Zhihao was certain it wasn't a dream, because dreams wouldn't let him remember so clearly. He could recall every single moment that had happened.,I've always envied other kids who get to go to kindergarten, but I also know that my parents fight because of school.,Jiang Zhihao walked over slowly, standing before Zhong Jiawei. Looking at his living wife again made him want to hug Zhong Jiawei and tell her how much he missed her.。