Some revenge must be avenged. Like life and death.
Zhang Yansheng has not moved, because the time has not yet arrived, and she still does not know where to find the person she is looking for.
Until she went to college, until Christmas Eve this year.
Christmas Eve is a special time, so it is easy to remember. In a previous life, she and her college classmates came to this bar on Christmas Eve, and met Huang Zhe here.
Later, when Yue Song broke into the private room, he knocked down Huang Zhe and rescued Zhang Yansheng. In the blood splattered on his white shirt, there is Huang Zhe's blood.
Zhang Yansheng sat in a dark corner, staring at these college classmates in her previous life—most of them had some money at home, so they could not get into a serious university, and they spent money to exchange for a diploma, so that she would not say that she was just a high school degree.
There are no real bad guys here, just some spoiled kids at home. Even looking at it now, it's still a bit silly and simple.
There are several people who are not her college classmates, but their own friends who are called by the classmates. Huang Zhe also came like this. One of Zhang Yansheng's classmates was friends with Huang Zhe.
Zhang Yansheng sat there, considering whether to chat up now, mix in and wait for Huang Zhe to appear, or wait here and wait for Huang Zhe to appear.
In fact, the former is better, so when Huang Zhe comes, her existence will be more natural. But in her heart, she didn't want to mix with these classmates in her previous life, and she didn't move after all.
So she saw Huang Zhe, and Wang Qian.
Zhang Yansheng never expected to see Wang Qian appear here, with Huang Zhe.
In her previous life, she basically didn't have much contact with Wang Qian since graduating from high school. She only liked her circle of friends when she was in a good mood. Gradually, I didn't even like it anymore.
Zhang Yansheng watched for a long time. The person who came with Wang Qian was undoubtedly Huang Zhe. He has now dyed his hair brightly and has his signature tattoo on his neck.
The first thing that attracted Zhang Yansheng's attention was his tattoo. The craftsmanship is really good. Zhang Yansheng met him this Christmas Eve, saw and praised the tattoo, and the two caught up with him. Later, Huang Zhe introduced his tattoo artist to Zhang Yansheng, who gradually became addicted to tattoos.
Huang Zhe is also a very playful person. He is much more social than these college classmates in front of him. Zhang Yansheng gradually started to play with him, and also met some other people through him, and they hung out together.
until death.
But Zhang Yansheng had never heard that Huang Zhe and Wang Qian met.
And Huang Zhe was the one who killed her.
Zhang Yansheng sat in the corner, looked at Wang Qianyan and smiled at Yanyan, and quickly integrated into the group - Wang Qian, like Xu Lichen, is a person who can quickly integrate into the environment and the group, and can quickly make friends.
But Zhang Yansheng sat there, only feeling cold in his hands and feet.
There are some things that cannot be thought about, and when I think about it, it is exactly the sentence "thinking carefully".
Zhang Yansheng pulled on the hat of his coat and hurried past their table.
Someone glanced, only to see a tall and slender figure, with high boots wrapped around the calf, in a beautiful shape.
But on Christmas Eve, the bar street is full of beautiful and fashionable girls, which is not uncommon. The classmate looked away.
Zhang Yansheng didn't take a deep breath until he walked outside and the cold and dry air hit his face.
The suffocation is relieved a little. But his chest still felt like a stone was pressed against it, heavy, and his heart was uncomfortable.
Anxiety spreads deep inside. It seems to have returned to the beginning of rebirth, irritable and full of hostility.
She must be thinking too much.
Zhang Yansheng looked at the crowd of people on the street on Christmas Eve and told himself.
definitely is.
Friendships in past lives were plastic, but that was it. Girls in their teens have the deepest thoughts.
Not really, really not!
Zhang Yansheng stood on the street watching the traffic and the crowd for a long time. Then he took out his phone, but immediately remembered that it was Christmas Eve, and that person Xu Lichen must be feasting.
Instead of calling, she sent him a message: call me back if it is convenient.
She thought it would take a long time, but Xu Lichen called after two minutes.
When Xu Lichen was drinking, he glanced at his mobile phone and happened to see Zhang Yansheng's message.
The ghost thinks that Zhang Yansheng is looking for him on Christmas Eve to say "rry christmas", she must have something to do. There is a high probability that it is a bad thing, because good things can wait, don’t be in a hurry, and bad things are in a hurry.
Xu Lichen quickly found a place that was barely quiet and called her back: "Hello? Zhang Yansheng, what happened?"
Sure enough, Zhang Yan didn't mention any nonsense like Merry Christmas. She asked, "Do you still have contact with the people from the previous eighth class?"
"Yes." Xu Lichen was inexplicable, "What's wrong? Why do you remember the eighth class?"
Zhang Yansheng took a breath and said, "Help me find out about Wang Qian's recent situation."
Wang Qian had only a brief encounter with Xu Lichen and Zhang Yansheng in this life, and then everyone went their separate ways. If Zhang Yansheng didn't mention it, Xu Lichen would have forgotten Wang Qian.
But when Zhang Yansheng mentioned the name, what rushed into Xu Lichen's mind was not the brief encounter with Wang Qian in reality, but that... the weird dream he had when he was in H City.
"Okay, I'll ask." He agreed without hesitation, and asked again, "Where are you?"
On Zhang Yansheng's phone, you could hear the spaciousness of the space, and there was a faint background sound of rumbling traffic. Sure enough, Zhang Yan said, "I'm outside."
Xu Lichen asked, "Where's Lao Yue?"
Zhang Yansheng said, "He has something to do today."
Xu Lichen asked, "Are you all right?"
"Me?" Zhang Yan said, "Of course I'm fine."
When Zhang Yansheng spoke more slowly and less forcefully than when she was really "alright".
Xu Lichen dared to bet that Zhang Yansheng was by no means "nothing".
"Okay, take care of yourself." He hung up the phone decisively, and immediately called Yue Song, "Where are you? Yan Sheng doesn't feel right."
Yue Song was taken aback and asked calmly, "What's the situation?"
"I don't know." Xu Lichen said, "I just called and felt that she was in a bad mood. She was outside, and I heard it was on the street."
"Understood." Yue Song said, "I'll go right now."
Yue Song called Zhang Yansheng: "I went to find you, where are you?"
Zhang Yansheng was a little surprised, because it was still early, and the Christmas Eve activities had just begun. She asked, "Is it over on your side?"
"No." Yue Song said, "It's okay, I'll go look for you."
Zhang Yansheng was silent for a while and said, "Okay, I'm here..." She reported the location.
Xu Lichen was right, Zhang Yansheng really had a situation. Usually she would not agree with Yue Song as soon as she said it, she would say "you are busy with your business, I am fine".
Yue Song put away the phone, hurried back to the private room, and whispered something in Mr. Yue's ear. The old man showed some surprise, but still said: "Go, go."
Yue Song apologized to the elderly and left in a hurry.
Someone was surprised: "What's wrong with Komatsu?"
The old man Yue said, "It's said that a friend has something to do... I don't know why a friend is so nervous."
His grandson has always been calm, and this kind of unexpected situation is rare.
But someone suddenly laughed: "Lao Yue, Lao Yue! You are stupid!"
The old man Yue was inexplicable: "You are stupid as an old man."
"Hahaha, if you say you're stupid, you're stupid. Do you know what day it is today? Christmas Eve!" The man laughed.
Mr. Yue's nostrils gasped: "I'm not part of the Western Festival!"
"You're good old stuff, but kids!" The man despised him for not keeping up with the times. "Now this Christmas and Christmas Eve are basically the same as Valentine's Day. Our little granddaughter is going out with her boyfriend today. The holidays are over!"
Mr. Yue suddenly reacted: "You mean..."
The old people laughed: "Girlfriend! It must be a girlfriend!"
Mr. Yue was overjoyed, patted the table and said, "Wait when I go back and ask this kid!"
When Yue Song found Zhang Yansheng, he saw Zhang Yansheng standing on the street staring at the traffic, his expression was really not right.
"The sound of wild goose—" he called her out of the car, and walked over quickly.
Zhang Yansheng woke up when he heard the sound, and turned to see him.
Yue Song held Zhang Yansheng's hand, it was cold. How long has this been standing outside? Yue Song was shocked.
He dragged Zhang Yansheng back into the car and put it in, got into the car himself, turned on the heater, and asked, "Where's your car?"
Zhang Yansheng said, "It's not open today."
Yue Song covered her hand to warm her hand, and asked her, "What happened today? Didn't you mean to go out with your classmates?"
Zhang Yansheng lowered his eyes.
"Yansheng?" Yue Song squeezed her hand tighter and said softly, "What happened, tell me?"
Zhang Yansheng raised his eyes and said, "I found it by accident today. A person I have known for a long time may have done something to harm me."
Yue Song asked in a deep voice, "What kind of thing is it, how serious is it?"
Zhang Yansheng was silent for a long time and said, "It's the kind of drug that someone else wants to take."
The temperature in the car suddenly cooled down, Zhang Yansheng felt the sudden increase in Yue Song's strength holding her hand, and also saw the stormy anger in his eyes.
"It's okay, I'm okay." She covered his hand and comforted. Actually not, in the past life, she died.
Her words could not appease Yue Song's rage.
He said, "Who is it? You give me your name."
"Don't be angry." Zhang Yansheng held his hand, "It doesn't matter who does it, I can handle it myself."
"So it's someone else who is hurting you?" Yue Song frowned.
"Yes, I discovered it suddenly today. I didn't expect to see this person, I didn't know they knew each other before... If it's true, then..." Zhang Yansheng couldn't help biting his knuckles.
If it's true, the maliciousness that comes to the face will make people feel cold behind their backs.
But Zhang Yansheng bit his knuckles a few times and suddenly overturned everything he had thought before: "No, maybe I'm wrong!"
"Yue Song, I don't actually have any evidence," she said. "I just suddenly found out that she knew the person who had attacked me, and I didn't know it before. I was just shocked by this information, and I immediately decided that they were one of them. Dude, judged that she might have been involved in that thing. But actually, it's all my own imagination."
She said, "It's also possible, it's just a coincidence that she happens to know me and she happens to know each other. Are you right?"
Yue Song stared at her for a moment and said, "Yansheng, you don't really want to believe that person is hurting your mind, right?"
Zhang Yansheng admitted. She said: "Because they were once friends, although they are not sincere, but if they are true, then this maliciousness is really terrible. It makes people feel chills."
"Okay, if there is no evidence, you can put it aside for now." Yue Song said coldly, "But the person who tries to give you the medicine must not let it go."
"Of course." Zhang Yansheng held his hand, "but don't worry, it's not time yet."
For things like revenge, Zhang Yansheng's principle is to kill with one hit.