He is addicted to roses

"You don't need me to point you to the specific location, right?" Chen Ze laughed like a madman.

Zhou Siyi did not look back at Jiang Ye. After being stunned for two seconds, the hand on Chen Ze's neck suddenly tightened.

Chen Ze began to struggle because he couldn't breathe.

His words were like a basin of cold water, pouring Jiang from head to toe.

The events of that year were like a movie, playing in her mind frame by frame.

That year, she was bullied by Chen Ze in the dance studio. It was obvious that she was the victim, but later people spread rumors that she was shameless.

She tried to explain that she didn't, but no one listened and no one would believe her.

Everyone only believes what they want to believe.

So, will Zhou Siyi listen to her explanation?

Jiang didn't know that at this moment, she only had one thought in her mind, to run away.

She thought she had the courage to face it, but when she saw others pointing fingers at her, she was still afraid and just wanted to find a place to hide.

Zhou Siyi and Chen Ze made a lot of noise, attracting many people to watch. They pointed and pointed, not knowing what they were talking about.

Jiang also felt a headache, as if countless people were saying unpleasant things in her ears.

Just like back then, when she was walking on the street, she could always hear her classmates saying: "She is the one who is shameless and does shameful things with others in school."

"It's so disgusting that you can seduce people at such a young age."

"What's the use of being pretty? What's the use of having good academic performance? I'm not even a coquettish guy. I don't know how many men I've slept with."

"..."

Song Ciyou was supposed to rest at home tonight, but was called out by his colleagues.

I didn't expect to meet Jiang Ye.

He didn't know what happened specifically. When he saw Jiang Ye, a bunch of people were pointing at her and talking about something.

Jiang Ye covered his head, struggling in pain, and kept mumbling: "I don't, I'm not..."

Song Ciyou didn't care what was going on and hurried to Jiang Ye's side, his expression revealing worry: "Xiao Jiang, are you okay?"

His voice pulled Jiang Ye back from those painful curses.

Jiang also looked at Song Ciyou, and then at the passers-by watching the show.

It was true that they were whispering, but they were just watching the fun and did not slander or insult them out loud.

Song Ciyou knew that Jiang also cared about other people's opinions, so he quickly dispersed the theatergoers, "Stop watching, everyone is leaving!"

No one likes to be surrounded by a group of people when they make a fool of themselves. The theatergoers glanced twice and dispersed in a smart way.

To put it bluntly, isn't this just two men competing for a woman? If the man doesn't get it, he will say something seriously to hurt her, and if he thinks he can't get it, he will destroy her.

This kind of drama is rare in real life, but it is not impossible.

Jiang also came to his senses and hurried to see Zhou Siyi.

Zhou Siyi pinched Chen Ze's neck, and Chen Ze could hardly breathe.

Jiang Ye ran over and pulled him, "Zhou Siyi, let go!"

Zhou Siyi's rationality returned a little and he loosened Chen Ze's hand.

Chen Ze was like a dehydrated fish, breathing heavily.

In the box, Jiang Zhan and the others found Zhou Siyi and Jiang Ye who had not returned for a long time, so they looked for them.

However, they arrived late and didn't know what happened. They only saw Chen Ze's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and there were several finger prints on his neck.

Zhou Siyi's face was frighteningly dark.

The atmosphere is very subtle.

Yan Xin wanted to step forward and ask Jiang Ye what happened, but Zhou Siyi pulled Jiang Ye away.

When passing by Jiang Zhan, he left a message: "Take care of it."

Although others had questions, no one dared to ask with Zhou Siyi's face so dark.

I could only watch the two of them walking further and further away.

Jiang Zhan: "..."

He held his forehead and said, "You didn't tell me anything. How should I handle it?"

But everyone is very smart. Although they don’t know exactly what happened, they can guess a little bit.

It must be the person who was bullied by Zou, otherwise Zhou Siyi wouldn't be so angry.

Jiang Zhan stepped forward and asked the other party in a cold and emotionless voice, as if negotiating: "Private?"

Yan Xin stepped forward and asked Song Ciyou, "What happened just now?"

Although Song Ciyou didn't know what happened, he was the only one who knew that Jiang Ye had passed there. I vaguely guessed it.

Chen Ze will definitely harass Jiang when he returns to China.

Jiang finally came out, hoping not to be affected by this shit again.

And Zhou Siyi.

I hope he won't let Xiao Jiang down, otherwise...

Song Ciyou's eyes were full of worry and he had no intention of answering Yan Xin's question.

Yan Xin waited for a long time, but did not see Song Ciyou speak. She raised her hand and poked his arm, "Ciyou, let me ask you something, what happened just now?"

Song Ciyou shook his head and said absently, "It's okay."

Yan Xin: "..."

She was speechless, "Zhou Siyi beat that man until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. You told me it's okay?"

Who believes it!

Jiang Yiyue, "This is the first time I've seen Brother Zhou's face look so dark..."

No one else said a word.

But I was worried.

Zhou Siyi was not in the right state when he left with Jiang Ye.

……

the other side.

After coming out of the club, Zhou Siyi let go of Jiang Ye's hand.

The atmosphere between the two is delicate.

It would be false to say that Chen Ze had no influence on Zhou Siyi at all.

After all, the location of Jiang Ye's birthmark was so secret, he only found out about it...

No one spoke for a while.

I don't know how long it took, but Zhou Siyi took a deep breath and said calmly: "I'll take you back."

Jiang Ye pursed his lips, feeling a little confused, but refused for some reason, "No, I'll just take a taxi back."

Zhou Siyi was already annoyed, but when Jiang Ye rejected him like this, he felt even more annoyed.

Who happened to be so ungrateful in martial arts that he threw a plastic bottle on the ground, and Zhou Siyi kicked it away in annoyance.

It also happened to fall into a trash can not far away.

In the end, he couldn't help but walked up to Jiang Ye and asked her, "Explain?"

Jiang also knew that he was talking about Chen Ze.

She opened her mouth, wanting to explain but not knowing where to come from.

And her silence, in Zhou Siyi's eyes, seemed to be an acknowledgment that what Chen Ze said was the truth.

Zhou Siyi felt a fire in his heart, which made him lose all reason and calmness.

The only thing left in my mind was Chen Ze's words.

He suddenly felt very funny. Fortunately, he still wanted to be with her for the rest of his life, but he ended up with such a big cuckold covering his head.

Zhou Siyi was so angry that his teeth itched, but he couldn't do anything to Jiang.

I can only ask helplessly: "Tell me, was it before you were with me, or after?"

If it was before, he wouldn't care.

He doesn't care about the past, only the present and the future.

But then he thought of something.

Jiang Ye's first time was with him.

"So... after?"

Jiang Ye raised his eyes and looked into Zhou Siyi's cold eyes, "If I say no, would you believe it?"

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PS: I don’t know if I have told you, but my initial setting was not double cleansing, but I changed it after considering the audience.

But in terms of plot development, I still kept the original. If the setting had not been changed, the second half would be a little sadistic, but it is also redemption.

The rose that was stepped into the mud met someone who was willing to pick her up and hold her in the palm of her hand to care for her.

What I want to express is: No matter what you have experienced, no matter how unfortunate you encounter, you must believe that there will always be someone who will hold you in the palm of their hands and be willing to spend their whole life to heal your injuries.

It is not the flowers that are guilty, but the beasts that trample them.