Regarding Wang Qian, I really can't judge.
Because from a conspiracy-theoretical point of view, everything seems to point to her being involved in some way, pushing to some extent. For example, she learned about Zhang Yansheng's death so quickly and told Xu Lichen, who had time to go back to attend the funeral.
For example, Zhang Yansheng and Huang Zhe have known each other for several years, but they have never heard Huang Zhe mention this cousin. So, has Wang Qian heard Huang Zhe mention how many friends he met in xx University? Wang Qian knew Zhang Yansheng's school.
If you think about it this way, it seems that you can get it right, as if there are clues everywhere.
But in turn, from another angle, it seems to be fully explainable.
Zhang Yansheng's obituary may be that Zhang Huan will notify the school teacher or the people in her mobile phone address book. Don't many people do the same. In short, Wang Qian may be able to learn about her death in a timely manner from which channel.
Huang Zhe is her cousin, maybe relatives do not mention their friends? Zhang Yansheng did not hear Zhang Qi and Zhang Lin mention their friends. This is also possible.
Always, if you suspect a neighbor stealing an axe, there are traces everywhere. If you think she's okay, it all makes sense.
There is absolutely no way to prove whether the deaths of Wang Qian and Zhang Yansheng in the previous life had anything to do with it. There is no evidence of his guilt, and no evidence of his innocence.
This matter is destined to have no answer.
Zhang Yansheng lowered his eyes for a long time, and said, "I can't prove whether she reached out or not."
Yue Song said, "Then why don't you ask the surname Huang?"
"It's useless." Zhang Yansheng said, "If she really did something, it wouldn't be in a positive way to leave people behind. Her way of doing things must be the kind of side-scrolling and fueling the flames."
Yue Song understood: "That is, unless she admits it..."
But no one will admit what they have done, especially when the other party has no evidence to accuse him, it is even more impossible.
"Then what are you going to do?" Yue Song asked Zhang Yansheng.
In the final analysis, it is up to Zhang Yansheng to decide.
Zhang Yansheng was silent for a long time, and finally made her own choice: "There is no suspicion of guilt."
No matter what choice Zhang Yansheng makes, Yue Song will support her. But Yue Song also has his own inclination.
When he knew that someone had tried to poison Zhang Yansheng, he almost wanted to kill someone in a flash of rage. So when someone is suspected of participating in or even promoting this incident, Yue Song, emotionally speaking, is more inclined to kill the mistake and not let it go.
But Zhang Yansheng chose to never suspect a crime.
As a client, she will never be less angry than Yue Song. It's just that there is a line in her heart, no matter what she has experienced in her past and present life, Zhang Yansheng will never trample on her bottom line.
Yue Song gently rubbed her smooth cheeks with the back of his fingers. What he saw in her eyes was not weakness or the Virgin, but principles of life.
He couldn't help but smile.
"What are you laughing at?" Zhang Yan said inexplicably.
"Suddenly I feel very powerful." Yue Song said, "I fell in love with you before I knew what kind of person you were."
Zhang Yan raised her cheeks and slanted at him: "I said earlier that you were interested."
Yue Song laughed.
Most of the love starts with seeing the color, and then gradually deepens when the three views meet, or gradually drifts away after the passion fades, it depends on each person's fate.
Yue Song felt that his life was good.
Zhang Qi doesn't have much time at school now.
"When we were newcomers in the past, there were brothers and sisters on our heads. Isn't it right and proper for the brothers and sisters to take care of the newcomers? We never said anything. Sister Zhang, do you think so!" She complained, "This year's newcomers It's amazing, it can squeeze out all the junior ministers. Our seniors occasionally say a word to them, and they tell us a bunch of them."
Zhang Qi understood clearly, and said, "This kind of thing usually has a picker. If you press down the picker, the others will be fine."
Ma Yun sighed: "It's the one who picks the lead, we can't do anything about it."
Zhang Qi despised her appearance a little: "You're a senior, but you're being held down by a first-year kid? It's too useless."
After that, I brought up the hot milk tea.
"Sister, you don't know, the one who picks the lead is so powerful, we can't say anything about her. She still dares to fight with boys. Boys can't beat her." Ma Yun said angrily, "You don't know, this is Zhang Yansheng. …”
As soon as the three words "Zhang Yansheng" entered her ears, Zhang Qi spit out the milk tea with a "poof".
After a while, she wiped her mouth with a tissue and asked, "Who?"
"Zhang Yansheng." Ma Yun asked, "Why, Senior Sister, do you know her?"
"Is she the thorn?" Zhang Qi rubbed her temples.
"Yeah yeah."
Zhang Qi said, "Then you'd better not provoke her."
Ma Yun: "... why?"
"Because," Zhang Qi felt her head hurt, "she is my sister."
Ma Yun: "..."
In Ma Yun's heart, it was as if a thousand grass-mud horses whizzed past.
After the last meeting of the student council at the end of the term, everyone prepares for the last meal.
However, Zhang Yansheng received a phone call from her boyfriend: "Huh? Are you here to pick me up? Are you over so early today? Our student union will have dinner later..."
The president heard it, and gestured at her with a smile: "Together, ask him to come together."
Is it the legendary boyfriend who gave away a million-dollar luxury car as soon as he shot it
Everyone's eyes lit up.
"Yansheng, ask your boyfriend to have dinner together."
"I've never met your boyfriend!"
Yue Song's laughter was already on the phone, and he obviously heard it.
"Suddenly I feel old," he said. "Only in school still has that feeling of youth."
"Since you've heard everything, then come on." Zhang Yan said happily, "Where are you? The school gate? The south gate? Then wait for us there, we'll go out now."
Everyone put on their coats and wanted to hurry to see what a rich and beautiful boyfriend like Zhang Yansheng looked like.
Ma Yun took her boyfriend's arm and bit his ear: "I tell you, don't have any expectations."
Boy friend:"?"
Ma Yun whispered: "Didn't I tell you, she is Zhang Qi's cousin. Rich people like them do business marriages. What kind of person you marry is the family's final say. Even if the other party is ugly Blind again, that can't be helped. What a pity..."
She looked at her boyfriend—he was 180 in height, and he could also be called handsome with his handsome appearance. The key is to be young.
Zhang Yansheng's boyfriend with a million-dollar sports car may not be sure how old he is.
Seeing the excitement on the faces of the girls, I wonder how disappointed they will be.
I also thought that although I was not as rich or beautiful as Zhang Yansheng, I had love.
It's really sad that a person doesn't even have the right to decide who he falls in love with. In such a life, there is nothing but money...
By the way, aren't they rich? Later, I will take the lead in coaxing Zhang Yansheng's boyfriend to pay!
Just thinking about it, I have reached the school gate. In the darkness, I saw an unreal person.
Bright lights shone on the tall, tall young man.
Haven't seen you for almost a year? He hasn't come to school much since his senior year. I heard that someone has met him, but Ma Yun was unlucky and never met him once.
I only see it occasionally when I'm dreaming.
Long time no see, he seems to have become more mature. The face is more handsome, the eyes are deeper, and the bearing is more calm, and there is no student spirit at all.
He was wearing a black coat standing under the light, his tall nose cast a slight shadow on his cheeks, and the light and shadow cut his face into a three-dimensional shape, perfectly like the prince in every girl's dream.
Ma Yun almost screamed, but fortunately she suppressed it. She pushed aside her boyfriend's arm and rushed over, incoherently excited: "Yue, brother Yue! Why, why are you here? Yes, are you here to run errands at school?"
"Long time no see." Yue Song smiled, "I'm here to pick up my girlfriend."
"Oh! You're here to pick up your girlfriend!" Ma Yun said happily, and found that her tongue was gradually starting to stiffen, "Then your daughter...friend...friend...is..."
Yue Song has already stretched out his hand: "The sound of wild goose!"
Zhang Yansheng took a step forward and came over to hold his hand.
Yue Song smiled at Ma Yun: "This is my girlfriend. She is also in the student union now, and she is still a newcomer. Please take care of her as a senior."
Ma Yun didn't know what expression was on her face at the moment.
Fortunately, the boys in the third grade came over and pushed her away.
"Senior Brother Yue!"
"Long time no see brother!"
"Fuck you, brother, you are actually Yan Sheng's boyfriend!"
The senior students, including the president and ministers, happily reminisced with Yue Song. The freshmen didn't know Yue Song, so they all asked, "Who is that?"
The brothers and sisters in the junior year have all worked with Yue Song in the student union. Although the sophomores have not worked together, they all know about Yue Song. They explained the confusion for the newcomers: "That is Senior Brother Yue, he graduated last year."
"He's the student council president who took office." "I didn't expect him to be Yan Sheng's boyfriend."
The freshman girls all had bright eyes: "So, this Senior Brother Yue is the boyfriend who gave away a million-dollar luxury car?"
After being reminded by them, the seniors suddenly reacted: "I'm going! If you don't say it, you'll forget about it!"
Everyone bit each other's ears: "Is Brother Yue's family so rich?"
"Yes, I can still feel it before. It should be that the conditions at home are not bad."
"Hey, 'not bad' and 'rich' are not the same thing."
After reminiscing about the past, the president said, "Brother, let's go to dinner with us. Today is the last dinner party this semester."
Yue Song agreed immediately: "Okay."
Everyone move.
Yue Song held Zhang Yansheng's hand, and under the lights in the night, the two were really a dreamlike pair. Can't take your eyes off.
When passing a black car on the street, Yue Song said to the driver standing by the car, "Go back, don't wait for me."
The driver nodded in agreement, and drove the long car away first.
Maybach.
Come on, Senior Brother Yue is a rich man!
Ma Yun was dumbfounded and was dragged away by her boyfriend.
"It's alright," her boyfriend said to her, "don't look at it, it's not yours anymore."
The boyfriend is also a junior and is also familiar with Yue Song. When Yue Song was in school, he was a grass-roots figure. Which girl doesn't like him. His girlfriend is also one of Brother Yue's fans.
But this kind of love is actually an infatuation similar to chasing stars, and falling in love with reality is two different things.
If you really fall in love, didn't you choose him the same
So my boyfriend is not jealous. It's just that my girlfriend looks a bit silly and shameful.
Everyone went to a restaurant near the school where they often gather for dinner, and the meal today was extraordinarily rich.
As a senior who has graduated, Yue Song answered many curious questions and inquiries from the students, told them about the current job market, analyzed the pros and cons of postgraduate entrance examination and employment, and suggested that they should not blindly follow their own circumstances. Set out to make a more appropriate choice.
In the end, without Ma Yun's coaxing, it really was Zhang Yansheng's boyfriend who bought the bill.
After all, he is rich.