"I'm grass! Song Jia actually returned to China!"

I don't know who suddenly mentioned such a sentence, and the IE team was suddenly silent.

Even the sound of the keyboard that was originally percussion training was suddenly silenced.

Chen Zheng, who was sitting on the side, glared at Ah Shui, and the warning in his eyes was self-evident.

"I didn't mean to ......" Ah Shui snapped his keyboard in a panic and forced a sentence in a special whisper.

At this point, he was so intimidated that he didn't even dare to look at the man in the main seat.

There are four people in the team.

The remaining three looked at each other.

But without exception, everyone glanced at the man sitting in the middle.

The man didn't react and continued to tap on the keyboard.

As if I hadn't heard anything just now.

But if you listen carefully, you will find that the speed at which he deducts the keyboard is getting faster and faster.

There was a vague impatience.

It's all careless old men, and none of them noticed.

Until—Ah Shui was about to breathe a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, the person sitting there got up, and his voice was slightly hoarse, leaving a sentence: "I'm going out for a cigarette" and disappeared.

The crowd watched as the thin, slender man walked out of the club's door.

There was a surprising unanimity in my heart: it's over, it's over!

Brother Cheng hasn't touched a cigarette for a whole year!

"Damn! You're going to die! It's not good to mention anyone! Mention Song Jia? You don't want to die!"

As soon as Cheng also left, Jiang Chengyan couldn't help but burst into foul language.

Ah Shui's real name is Luo Qingshui, and he is a white-skinned elementary school chicken less than nineteen years old.

At this time, his repentant intestines will be green!

He was so shocked that his brain crashed.

I forgot the word "Song Jia", in front of the IE club, especially the captain Cheng Ye......

It's an invisible ticking time bomb.

Once you mention it, you can die at any time.

Chen Zheng squinted, thinking about Cheng Ye's reaction just now, he paused, his eyes were a little dangerous.

"That woman, you're famous, and you're back?"

"Uh(⊙o⊙)... It's on Weibo hot search, although it's not very high, but the traffic is still there!"

Ah Shui said impassionedly, and he almost didn't paste the seven big words "I am Song Jia's brainless fan" on the door of his head.

Jiang Chengyan didn't bother to pay attention to him, "You'd better swallow these words in your stomach and don't let Brother Cheng hear them." ”

"Why the hell?" Ah Shui really has a very watery brain, he has only heard some stories about Sister Jia and Brother Cheng.

But he really doesn't know exactly what it's all about.

The previous rumors on the Internet were about Brother Cheng's relationship.

But then all of them were canceled from their accounts.

There is a clear involvement of capital.

As for who this capitalist is...... Only Cheng Ye himself knows.

Ah Shui really doesn't understand, why?

looks so beautiful and a fairy, what's the matter, the captain hates her so much?

Could it be that those who are good-looking are all disgusted by both looks?

Ah Shui wanted to ask Jiang Chengyan, but people didn't want to deal with him at all, so he wore the headset tightly and played games without distraction.

So, he tried to ask Chen Zheng who was sitting on the other side for help.

"Huh...... Why? Why the hell? Brother Cheng went to smoke because of Song Jia, so you can still sit here and train in a good way?"

Chen Zheng and Cheng also grew up together almost since childhood, and at this time, Ah Shui's eyes looked like they were looking at an idiot.

"Do you know what Brother Cheng's basic principles for dealing with people are?"

Ah Shui was dazed: "What?"

"You must maintain a sense of distance between people, Brother Cheng hates people who talk a lot, and the people he hates, he wants to be separated from him by yin and yang. ”

Shui: "......"

There seemed to be a gust of wind blowing on his back.

He subconsciously shuddered.

I happened to see Yu Chenglan, who had just come back from a trip out of the door.

Ah Shui rushed over from his seat as if his son had seen his mother, with tears in his eyes, vivid.

"Little fish, they all bullied me!"

Yu Chenglan was a little stunned by this sudden hug, and she was still holding the hot milk tea she had just bought.

"Huh, what's wrong?"

Ah Shui sobbed, frantically accusing Chen Yue and Jiang Chengyan, the two embarrassed dog men, of the murderous behavior just now.

After listening to this, Yu Chenglan's brows furrowed slightly.

"You say, Song Jia is back? Which Song, which Jia?"

"Which Song can it be, the Song of the Great Song Dynasty, the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and the Jiabei of the Cang Jia!"

Yu Chenglan pushed Ah Shui away one by one, and there was a wind of six relatives not recognizing him.

"I'm sorry, let's cut off the father-son relationship for a while, right?"

Shui: "......"

Well, he knew, and his unswerving little fish only loved him for a short time.

Oh, men are dogs!

……

In the back garden of the club.

The cobblestone road is full of cigarette butts.

Aunties come here to clean on time every day.

I never smoked here before.

Can be ...... today

He seemed extraordinarily irritable.

The man lowered his eyebrows, leaned against the edge of the stone pillar with one hand in his trouser pocket.

His brow furrowed, as if he could pinch a fly to death.

But despite this, his silhouette is still handsome, and his facial features are still three-dimensional to make people blush and heartbeat.

It belongs to the peerless handsome guy type who can fall at a glance.

Yu Chenglan stood next to him and handed him a cup of milk tea, hot.

In this season when summer is approaching, drink hot milk tea...... It seems strange.

Cheng didn't answer, Yu Guang glanced at him, and when he spoke, his voice was a little hoarse because of too much smoking.

There is still a little bit of anger.

"Take it. ”

"I finally quit smoking, and now I have relapsed, isn't my previous work wasted?"

Yu Chenglan smiled faintly, and handed the milk tea in front of him for a few more minutes.

Time seemed to stop, and silence swept over for a moment.

In addition to the faint smell of smoke in the air, there is also the fragrance of flowers in the courtyard, which is roses.

In the middle of the sound, the man stretched out his bony hand.

Took the cup of hot milk tea.

The skin is white and somewhat transparent, revealing the green tendons of the chaotic branches, and the roots are distinct, but they are extraordinarily slender, and some are fatally good-looking.

Cheng also took out the straw and poked it open.

Between the flips of the wrists, a black tattoo in the palm direction is occasionally revealed.

It is a string of letters, and underneath the letters, a delicate but withering rose.

Yu Chenglan caught a glimpse of it, and his smile gradually froze.

Except for Cheng Ye's family, including Chen Zheng and Jiang Chengyan, almost no one knows about the rest.

What is behind this tattoo.

Even if it's been three years.

Yu Chenglan can't forget that three years ago, on that rainy night, he went to his house because he wanted to find Cheng Ye to get a mouse.

That blood-drenched scene.

There was a thunderstorm outside the window, and blood was almost permeating the entire carpet on the bedroom floor.

That high-spirited boy, he just won the national championship.

Enjoyed countless applause and the support of thousands of fans.

But when he was at his most beautiful, he chose to end his life.

Yu Chenglan couldn't figure it out.

But he knows a little.

Anyone can fall in love with Cheng Ye.

But Song Jia, absolutely not.

She is a wild rose, with a murderous thorn, hitting the most vulnerable place of the human heart.

Cheng has already died for her once.

He would never allow the woman to come any closer to him.

"Brother Cheng, I've been a brother for so many years, I won't say much nonsense. ”

Yu Chenglan looked at him and took a sip of milk tea.

watched him frown tighter at the moment when the milk tea entered his throat.

Under the anger, his facial features are smeared with prominent sharpness and coldness.

"It's so bitter. Yu Chenglan heard him say this in a hoarse voice.

"I've been drinking all sweet, it's time for a change of taste. ”

Yu Chenglan replied with an unchanged expression.

But he probably still knows some of the reasons for this.

It's nothing more than that girl likes to drink sweet.

The girl just drank hot all year round.

At the beginning, let alone milk tea, Cheng didn't even touch a drink.

The most drunk is definitely Nongfu Spring.

He broke his principles again and again, all because of that girl.

Come to think of this.

Yu Chenglan narrowed her eyes.

"Are you still thinking about her? ”

That girl is not qualified to be worth his attention at all.

I thought Cheng would be silent.

However, he seemed to have been poked at a certain pain point suddenly, and even the temperament of the whole person instantly peeled off a layer of frost.

"Get out. Cheng Ye's eyes were dark and terrifying, "I'm thinking about her?"

After a pause, he spoke again.

"I'm thinking about her. ”

As he spoke, a sinister sneer sneering spilling out of his throat, "I wonder if she's dead." ”

It should have been a happy answer.

But Yu Chenglan couldn't be happy at all.

Looks like......

Even if three years have passed.

Or thirty years, three hundred years.

Brother Cheng can't forget that woman.

In this world, the best thing to forget is not to be sad, not happy, not angry, and not afraid.

But...... What he revealed between the lines was a deep hatred.

After love, there is hate.

Yu Chenglan's palms clenched slightly.

He thought...... He still has to do whatever he can.

Stop the woman and meet with Brother Cheng.

He smiled, but still didn't poke him, "That's for the best." ”

Brother doesn't want to see you on the same person, planted countless times.

Partially.

Song Jia really has that ability!

……

"Sister Jia, isn't he fragrant if it's a handsome guy abroad? Or is it not big enough in a foreign castle? Or isn't it beautiful enough in a foreign landscape? Why are you going back to China?"

Zhou Zhizhi helped her carry the computer while getting off the plane.

She'd asked that question countless times.

But she still couldn't figure it out!

Why the hell?

It's good to mix abroad!

And the mentor also said, as long as the end of the year is over!

He can promote Sister Jia to the most authoritative cardiology institute in the United States to study with the most awesome world-class seniors!

Outcome!!!!

Sister Jia actually refused?

After refusing, the formalities for returning to China were completed three days later?

Zhou Zhizhi as her assistant really doesn't understand!

At this time.

Next to her, there was a tall beauty.

Even though he wore casual clothes that couldn't be more ordinary.

But when she wore it on her body, she was stunned that it had an unusual taste.

Song Jia is very good-looking.

Among girls, there are few girls who can combine purity and beauty like her, and they are so natural.

When she doesn't speak, she quietly gives people indifference and alienation.

When she laughed, she was like a fox coming out of a hole, bewitching and incomprehensible.

Zhou Zhizhi has seen a lot of beauties.

But no matter how many she saw, every time she went back to see Song Jia in the department.

She couldn't help but sigh: Fuck, this damn world is different!

Song Jia was wearing sunglasses and carrying a bag on her shoulder.

I don't know how many times I mentioned it.

She hooked her lips and replied faintly.

"Who knows. ”

Probably...... It's time to pay off the debt.

She owes someone...... A lot of debt.

Before Song Jia boarded the plane, she thought that she might not be ready.

How to face that teenager.

She even thought that she would live in China for a while before she would meet him.

However, the heavens did not fulfill people's wishes.

On the first day she returned home, she met the person she didn't want to see the most, but she wanted to see the most......

****

"Passengers are reminded that the ticket inspection for the flight A1198 to country C has begun, please go to Gate 4 for the check-in ......"

At the Imperial Capital Airport, the radio station began to broadcast in a loop.

The airport, which was supposed to be chased by fans, is no different from usual at this time.

The tall teenagers sitting on the iron chairs wore black masks and had a different temperament.

"Brother Cheng hasn't said a word since he came to the airport, and as soon as I asked him if he wanted to drink water, he shook his head, and then there was no more. ”

Ah Shui sat a little farther away, tilting his head and talking quietly to Yu Chenglan.

"Why the hell? Temporary rebooking? For Sazi? How do you explain to the fans?"

Ah Shui asked hurriedly.

On the side, it was the other members of the IE team: Jiang Chengyan and Chen Zheng.

Yu Chenglan didn't speak, her face was a little solemn.

After communicating with Brother Cheng yesterday, he thought that Cheng should have listened more or less.

But who knows......

Yu Chenglan wanted to sigh.

Chen Zheng is naturally clear.

Team IE temporarily changed the flight time, which was supposed to be tomorrow afternoon.

Outcome...... The captain suddenly informed everyone last night.

Fly today.

Country C has a friendly to play this month.

Unbeknownst to fans now, they changed their booking on a temporary basis.

Otherwise, how could the airport in the imperial capital be as peaceful as it is now.

Jiang Chengyan was wearing a mask and didn't look like he was awake at all.

But the brain is still clear.

Hearing Ah Shui's words, he sneered coldly, lazy, "Don't ask, asking is clicking." ”

The action of wiping his neck really scared Ah Shui.

Ah Shui immediately made a gesture to shut up.

What else could be the reason?

Isn't it because of the Miss Song who is high up and plays their captain.

Today, go back to China.

There is no such coincidence in the world.

Chen Zheng wanted to say something, but the man sitting opposite had already stood up.

Dressed in black, the brim of the hat is pressed very low.

Cheng is also a natural hanger.

He is tall and black, as if he was born for him.

"I'll go to the bathroom. He said softly.

"Brother Cheng, there is still half an hour, our plane is going to be checked, you come back early." ”

Jiang Chengyan mentioned it in passing.

The man waved his hand at him, and walked towards the bathroom.

He took off his mask in the bathroom and washed his face.

His features were reflected in the mirror.

Milky white skin, sharp edges and corners, dark and deep eyes, deep eye sockets.

When he stared without blinking, his eyes were full of anger and coldness.