"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 whom! 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⊙)... Sort of, right? is on the hot search on Weibo, although it is 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?" 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? Brother Cheng went to smoke because of Song Jia, 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, woohoo! ”

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.