"Ah? You don't have cancer? Impossible!"
He Ximeng clearly remembered that it was after the friendly match against Caota Middle School, when He Ximeng injured his knee and was recuperating at home, he flipped through his mother's physical examination report and learned that his mother had cancer... Could it be that history had changed?
Or was this another dimension or world?
He Ximeng picked up the physical examination report on the table. Where the cancer warning should have been, it clearly stated "Good health, please continue to maintain."
"If that's the case, Mom won't die? That's great!"
He Ximeng had initially thought he had simply traveled back to the past. Looking at the current situation, this world did not seem to be a simple repetition of his original world.
"Mom, do you think of Popovich?"
"No."
"Ah? Then do you have friends in America?"
"No."
"No friends? Then what are you having me learn English for?"
"English is a tool! It will be useful for your future studies."
"What about my dad?"
"Didn't I tell you many times? Your dad is dead..."
...
Indeed, his mother didn't have cancer, and the Popovich connection seemed to be severed as well. This world appeared to be a brand new one, waiting for He Ximeng to explore anew.
"That's fine! As long as Mom is alive, with my experience of living two lives, can't I still make a name for myself in this world? Let Mom live a comfortable life?"
With that thought, He Ximeng suddenly found this world even more interesting. The original He Ximeng had only wanted to lead Zhuzhong to win the Zhejiang regional championship and then contend for the national finals. He hadn't held out much hope for the final outcome, preferring to let nature take its course.
In any case, a year later, He Ximeng would go to America, with Popovich's help, enter the coaching world, and sweep the league again...
But now, it seemed this world was different from the last, and many things had changed. This meant that a new future awaited He Ximeng's exploration...
The only regret was, would he meet Kayla again? And his two sons with Kayla, would they still be his sons in this world?
The future had changed, and everything was unknown.
The unknown future was daunting, yet also alluring.
Because with his own efforts, many things could be changed...
A changeable future seemed quite interesting as well...
After sorting out his thoughts, He Ximeng took a shower, ate, and went to bed contentedly.
The next morning at six-thirty, when He Ximeng was woken up by his alarm clock, the first thing he did was observe his surroundings. He was worried that yesterday was just a dream and that he would return to his original world upon waking up... However, that was not the case.
He Ximeng did not appear in a luxurious mansion in Los Angeles, but was still in the old house in Zhuji.
The decor was a bit rustic, and the room was a bit small, but it was spotlessly clean and very cozy...
He Ximeng opened the door and rushed to the kitchen, where his mother was making him egg fried rice.
"Stop dawdling! Go brush your teeth and wash your face quickly! Don't be late for school!"
"Okay!" He Ximeng readily agreed. Before going to the bathroom, he specifically went to his mother's room drawer to reconfirm that physical examination report!
"Good health, please continue to maintain!"
Perfect!
After confirming that his mother's health was truly fine, He Ximeng happily washed up, ate breakfast, and before leaving for school, he didn't forget to give Ms. He Fengting a big hug...
"Hey, don't go yet! Son, why do I feel like you've grown taller again recently?"
Saying that, He Fengting pulled He Ximeng over to the height chart to measure him!
The height chart was actually a blank wall, densely covered with every height measurement record of He Ximeng, from a little sprout of one meter tall to a young man of 1.8 meters.
After each measurement, if He Ximeng had grown taller, He Fengting would draw a line on the white wall, recording the date and height next to it.
"Look! 1.85 meters! Oh my, my son has grown taller again!" He Fengting happily mumbled while drawing the line.
Every mother, upon seeing her child grow taller or fatter, felt a sense of pride like an "excellent caretaker," genuinely happy: "All these years of feeding were not in vain..."
Really grew taller?
He Ximeng was also very surprised. No wonder the one-handed dunk yesterday was so smooth. It turned out that not only his jumping ability had increased, but his height had also increased...
"Awesome! God, are there any more transmigration gifts, just cash them all out..." He Ximeng silently prayed in his heart.
He rode his bike to school and successively met "old classmates" he hadn't seen in over twenty years.
Yesterday evening, when he had just transmigrated back, He Ximeng was groggily taken to the basketball court by Cui Tianci and didn't even have a chance to look at the other classmates.
To be honest, seeing his classmates young again, He Ximeng felt quite happy.
However, this happiness only lasted for a few minutes. When He Ximeng saw his deskmate Cui Tianci furiously writing, he suddenly had a bad premonition...