Outside Ling'an Department Store, Su Yawan drove over, and Qin Mengyao took the lead in pulling the car door and looked at Su Wuxuan defiantly.

Su Wuxian beat her last time, but now that she has caught the opportunity, she will not let it go easily no matter what.

When the car started, Qin Mengyao couldn't wait to speak: "Wanwan, it was this slut who killed Zheng Yang, don't you want to seek justice for Zheng Yang?"

Hearing Zheng Yang's name, Su Wuxian was in a trance, Qin Mengyao's words were too incredible, how could Zheng Yang die? He just went to a far away place......

Su Yawan smiled sympathetically: "Justice is naturally to be sought." ”

The speed was fast, the weather was not good, and the sky was overcast. The car went to Quanjiang Road, Qin Mengyao seemed to know what Su Yawan wanted to do, and closed her mouth for a while.

Su Wuxian couldn't help but tremble while sitting in the car, she was very afraid of this place, for unknown reasons. Her face was very pale, her teeth clenched at her lip, which was also bloodless, and her heart was beating faster and faster, she had been here not long ago, and it had rained heavily, and the ground was covered with blood......

Su Yawan turned her head to look at Su Wuxian: "Do you remember, I took you to see Zheng Yang for the first time." ”

Su Wuxian was trapped in his thoughts and couldn't get out, and was poked hard by Su Yawan, only to remember the scene when he saw Zheng Yang for the first time in the flower season that year.

Zheng Yang is Su Yawan's classmate, and Zheng Yang attended Su Yawan's sixteenth birthday ball as her dance partner. Su Wuxian was hiding in the hanging garden at that time, with her cat. Su Wuxian is an inconspicuous existence of the Su family, and he is not even a shadow of Su Yawan. At Su Yawan's birthday ball, her brother Su Mingxuan warned her early on not to run out and lose their face.

She shivered in the warm and cold spring breeze, sneezed a few times, and just as she was about to get up, a coat was put on.

That was the first time she saw Zheng Yang, an eighteen-year-old boy, reflecting the bright winter moon, starry eyebrows appeared in front of her, and at that moment, she heard her sudden accelerated heartbeat.

"Zheng Yang is someone I fell in love with when I was 14 years old. I originally thought you were pitiful, I didn't want to worry about you, I could share half of everything, but why did you rob Zheng Yang with me? Why?" Su Yawan stepped on the accelerator and the car drove forward at a high speed.

Qin Mengyao tightened her seat belt: "Wanwan ......"

Su Wuxian pinched her palms, she was sorry for Su Yawan. Indeed, as Su Yawan said, since she came to the Su family, Su's father has never looked at her squarely, Su's mother maintains a dignified appearance, but behind her back she thinks of a way to drive her out, Su Mingxuan looks at her even more unpleasantly, only Su Yawan rarely cares about her.

Zheng Yang is so warm, the warmth she has never enjoyed in ten years, he has made up for it all in just a few years, and she can't let go.

"Zheng Yang walked here. Su Wuxian, if you love him, go and accompany him. Su Yawan slammed on the brakes, pulled the door and pulled Su Wuxuan out.

The wind was very strong, and it was still raining lightly, and the wind wrapped in the rain hit the face, and it stinged vividly. She looked at Su Yawan, her eyes scattered: "Yawan, what did you say, what are you leaving, who is leaving?" she said to herself: "Zheng Yang is gone? Oh, yes, Zheng Yang said that he walked with me." I'm here, where did he go?"

Su Yawan pushed Su Wuxian forward a few steps and let her stand in the middle of the road: "What are you pretending to be? What are you pretending to be? Su Wuxian, what are you pretending to be? You killed Zheng Yang, can you just hide yourself? Then what am I, what is my bloody heart?"

Qin Mengyao rushed over to pull Su Yawan, but the latter pushed her away: "This is a matter between me and Su Wuxian, Yaoyao, don't worry about it." ”

"Did I kill Zheng Yang?" Su Wuxian muttered to herself, the rain wet her hair and stuck it messily on her face, and the rain slid down the ends of her hair into her mouth and neck, she couldn't feel it, only repeating this sentence.

It was getting darker and darker, and the rain was pouring down, and a bunch of headlights flickered by, making a loud bang.