Cheng Xiaohan didn't know why Zhang Ziyu dragged him to a hotel, and he didn't know why Zhang Ziyu opened a suite, so Cheng Xiaohan was taken to the room by Zhang Ziyu. Zhang Ziyu took off his coat, put it aside, didn't say anything, opened a bottle of red wine, poured it into two glasses, picked up one by himself, and handed the other one to Cheng Xiaohan.

This scene is simply the scene in Cheng Xiaohan's fantasy, Cheng Xiaohan feels that happiness came too suddenly, and even a little untrue, Cheng Xiaohan pinched herself, it hurts, this is not a dream, but Cheng Xiaohan still can't believe it.

"You... Are you really Zhang Ziyu? Why didn't you die? Can you tell me all? Cheng Xiaohan grabbed Zhang Ziyu's arm and asked, feeling the real feeling, Cheng Xiaohan wanted to know what was going on with this qiē.

Zhang Ziyu smiled, didn't speak, put his finger in front of his mouth, made a shushing gesture, signaled Cheng Xiaohan not to talk anymore, and then approached Cheng Xiaohan so close that Cheng Xiaohan could clearly count Zhang Ziyu's eyelashes, Cheng Xiaohan had never been so close to Zhang Ziyu, and he could feel Zhang Ziyu's breathing. Cheng Xiaohan's face was flushed, her heartbeat began to accelerate, she wanted to speak and stopped, she didn't know what to say, she just hoped that this was not a dream, and hoped that this moment would be eternal.

Finally, Zhang Ziyu's lips were printed on Cheng Xiaohan's lips, Cheng Xiaohan felt that his soul was trembling, and he closed it gently, and the whole person softened and fell on the bed.

It's like going back to the scene at the beginning of the story, and that scene is in front of me again. The emotional Cheng Xiaohan has decided to dedicate all her qiē to Zhang Ziyu, without any resistance, she once looked forward to this moment very much, and she once fantasized about it. Unexpectedly, when she was the saddest and most frustrated, she felt great happiness, as if she had never been so satisfied in her life, she just hugged Zhang Ziyu, for fear that Zhang Ziyu would run away, feeling Zhang Ziyu's body temperature, Cheng Xiaohan already felt that she was about to melt into Zhang Ziyu's body.

Cheng Xiaohan unconsciously let out a slight gasp, his eyes closed, waiting for that moment to come, waiting for the moment when the great sense of happiness would drown him. But just when he was about to reach the apex, Zhang Ziyu suddenly stopped moving. Cheng Xiaohan, who was still in great happiness, suddenly had a feeling of emptiness, and his happiness gradually receded, Cheng Xiaohan didn't know what was going on, so he looked at Zhang Ziyu curiously and found that Zhang Ziyu was also looking at himself.

"Smack!" In Cheng Xiaohan's almost shocked eyes, Zhang Ziyu slapped Cheng Xiaohan's face, although it was not very heavy, but Cheng Xiaohan's face still had a shallow mark. Cheng Xiaohan suddenly felt a little stunned, she didn't know what was going on, her sense of happiness was still completely gone, and she was replaced by confusion, so she looked at Zhang Ziyu like this.

Zhang Ziyu got up from Cheng Xiaohan's body, got dressed, and didn't speak, Cheng Xiaohan saw Zhang Ziyu's angular and powerful body clearly and seriously for the first time, and there was an obvious thick wound on his waist that had scabbed, and there were many large and small scars in the rest of the place, which looked like he had been abused, which made Cheng Xiaohan gasp.

Zhang Ziyu put on his pants, then sat at the head of the bed, picked up the cigarette provided in the room, lit one, took a deep breath, and then spit it out, and the smoke filled the entire room, slowly rising. Zhang Ziyu still remembers that in order to learn to smoke, he didn't know how long he coughed before he got used to the taste of smoke.

"Do you remember the boy you slapped a year ago?" After taking a few more puffs of cigarette, Zhang Ziyu suddenly turned his head and asked lightly. At this time, Cheng Xiaohan also simply put on a piece of clothing, and sat on the side and looked at Zhang Ziyu with a complicated expression.

"A year ago? Fanned boys? I don't know why Zhang Ziyu asked such a question, Cheng Xiaohan also frowned and fell into thought, after carefully searching in his memory, Cheng Xiaohan finally locked on a person, this person has almost faded out of Cheng Xiaohan's memory, because it is too ordinary, too inconspicuous, and too unworthy of Cheng Xiaohan's brain cells to remember.

The boy's name is Zhang Yaleng, he is a very ugly boy, although he studies very well, but Cheng Xiaohan has never looked at him squarely, Cheng Xiaohan remembers that it was still a friendship activity, Cheng Xiaohan once slapped the boy in public, although it didn't seem to be the fault of the boy at that time. Cheng Xiaohan also remembered that at that party, something big happened, and Li Yuying committed suicide because of that incident. This incident also had a great impact on Cheng Xiaohan at that time, and it was also because of this incident that Cheng Xiaohan returned to the United States, and after a period of time, he temporarily avoided the impact of this incident on himself.

"You... How would you know? Could it be that Zheng Bin told you? No way, how could he possibly tell you about this? Cheng Xiaohan asked in surprise, he didn't know how Zhang Ziyu knew about this.

"You never thought I was too sudden? Have you never felt that I would have a grudge against Hua Teng for no reason? Never wondered why I didn't give you a good face? Zhang Ziyu asked continuously.

"You... What do you want to express.... You... Who are you? After being asked three questions in a row, Cheng Xiaohan's brain was already a little confused, and he couldn't think normally, and his eyes were a little strange when he looked at Zhang Ziyu.

"I'm Zhang Yaleng." Zhang Ziyu looked at Cheng Xiaohan, smiled, and said as if introducing himself.

"No.... No.. No way.. When pigs fly... No... I don't believe it.. I don't believe it! How could it be.. It's absolutely impossible! Cheng Xiaohan's brain suddenly went blank, that Zhang Yaleng was so dull, ugly and ordinary, and Zhang Ziyu was so good, handsome and perfect, the two of them were so different, they were so different, how could Cheng Xiaohan believe it?

"Impossible? What qualifications do you have to say impossible? It's not you who have experienced this qiē. Zhang Ziyu said with a smile, he has gone from that self to his current self, and he has experienced a qiē, who can understand it except himself?

In Cheng Xiaohan's shock, Zhang Ziyu began to tell his story, Cheng Xiaohan went from disbelief at the beginning, to stunned, to shock, and finally returned to silence. If this story is made into a movie, then it must be enough to compete for the lottery, but this is the real story, even if it is a movie, it can't be made so real. Zhang Ziyu's words were accurate, so Cheng Xiaohan had to believe that he was unacceptable from the beginning, and slowly accepted this fact. He is not Zhang Ziyu, but from Zhang Ziyu's narration, she knows how many difficulties this qiē needs to go through to complete it, and what an amazing will it takes. But Cheng Xiaohan suddenly felt that the most important part of his life suddenly became what he couldn't imagine, and he suddenly felt empty, and his heart hurt very much, even more painful than knowing that Zhang Ziyu was dead. Cheng Xiaohan felt as if she was living in a huge bubble, and now the bubble had burst, and there was nothing left.

"So, you're taking revenge on me right now, aren't you? Revenge for that slap in the face? After a while, Cheng Xiaohan asked Zhang Ziyu with a self-deprecating face, so far, Cheng Xiaohan only wants an answer.

"Sort of, now that we're even, you're one of the few people who know the real me, and you can be regarded as repaying your feelings for me." Zhang Ziyu nodded and said, he didn't have a good impression of Cheng Xiaohan, but he knew that Cheng Xiaohan had also done a lot for him, and Zhang Ziyu needed to be grateful for these, so Zhang Ziyu just took revenge on Cheng Xiaohan in such a special way, and at the same time made Cheng Xiaohan completely dead by the way.

Cheng Xiaohan smiled bitterly, lowered his head and did not speak.

"You can also see the current situation, soon, some people will have to pay the price, blood debt, can only be repaid in blood." Zhang Ziyu got dressed, said as if talking to himself, looked at his watch, and it was almost twelve o'clock.

"If you want to report in advance, then just go ahead, I won't stop you, but it won't change their ending." After all the qiē were dressed, Zhang Ziyu dropped a sentence and left the room, leaving Cheng Xiaohan sitting there in a trance, his face changing.

"Your revenge .. It's so ruthless..."Cheng Xiaohan said lightly to the empty room, and then the big tears of the bean, like pearls with broken threads, dripped on the sheets.

Knock-knock-knock-knock

When Zhang Ziyu walked outside, the bell tower not far away suddenly remembered the long bell, it was already twelve o'clock, and it was a new day.

Zhang Ziyu listened to the bell, looked into the distance, threw away the cigarette butt, then walked into the car, started the car, and returned the same way.

Let this bell ring as the beginning of revenge, like the bell of death, announcing the coming, so that those wailing souls can find a home, and let those who taste the blood of others donate their own blood, so that a qiē will end.

Zhang Ziyu knew that fate had already begun to run, he had already heard the sound of the gear Katakata, from now on, the gear of fate would turn to another direction, a direction that was not expected, but the direction that would always be reached.

Zhang Ziyu drove the car on the road, and the sound of the engine echoed, like a response