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Text Chapter 452: Do you still remember that boy?

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    Cheng Xiaohan didn't know why Zhang Ziyu dragged her to a hotel, and she didn't know why Zhang Ziyu opened a suite. In such a confused way, Cheng Xiaohan was taken to the room by Zhang Ziyu.  Zhang Ziyu took off his coat and put it aside. Without saying anything, he opened a bottle of red wine and poured it into two glasses. He picked up one glass and handed the other glass to Cheng Xiaohan.  This scene is simply a scene in Cheng Xiaohan's fantasy. Cheng Xiaohan felt that happiness came too suddenly, and it was even unreal. Cheng Xiaohan pinched herself and it hurt. This was not a dream, but Cheng Xiaohan still couldn't believe it.  "Youare you really Zhang Ziyu? Why are you not dead? Can you tell me everything?" Cheng Xiaohan grabbed Zhang Ziyu's arm and asked, feeling the real feeling, Cheng Xiaohan wanted to know what all this was going on.  Zhang Ziyu smiled and said nothing. He put his finger in front of his mouth and made a shushing gesture to signal Cheng Xiaohan to stop talking. Then he moved closer to Cheng Xiaohan, so close that Cheng Xiaohan could clearly count Zhang Ziyu's eyelashes.  , Cheng Xiaohan has never been so close to Zhang Ziyu and can feel Zhang Ziyu's breathing.  Cheng Xiaohan's face flushed, her heartbeat began to accelerate, and she hesitated to speak. She didn't know what to say. She just hoped that this was not a dream, and that this moment could last forever.  Finally, Zhang Ziyu¡¯s lips pressed against Cheng Xiaohan¡¯s lips. Cheng Xiaohan felt that her soul was trembling, so she closed her mouth gently, her whole body softened, and she fell down on the bed.  It seems that I have returned to the shot at the beginning of the story, and that scene is in front of me again.  The emotional Cheng Xiaohan had decided to dedicate everything to Zhang Ziyu without any resistance. She had been looking forward to this moment extremely and had also fantasized about it.  Unexpectedly, when she was the saddest and frustrated, she actually felt great happiness, as if she had never been so satisfied in her life. She just hugged Zhang Ziyu, fearing that Zhang Ziyu would run away, feeling  With Zhang Ziyu's body temperature, Cheng Xiaohan already felt like she was about to melt into Zhang Ziyu's body.  Cheng Xiaohan unconsciously let out a slight gasp and closed her eyes tightly, waiting for that moment to come, waiting for the moment when she would be overwhelmed by a huge sense of happiness.  But just when he was about to reach the top, Zhang Ziyu suddenly stopped.  Cheng Xiaohan, who was still in great happiness, suddenly felt a sense of emptiness, and the happiness gradually receded. Cheng Xiaohan didn't know what happened, so she looked at Zhang Ziyu curiously and found that Zhang Ziyu was also looking at her.  "Bang!" In Cheng Xiaohan's almost shocked eyes, Zhang Ziyu slapped Cheng Xiaohan on the face. Although it was not very hard, there was still a light mark on Cheng Xiaohan's face.  Cheng Xiaohan suddenly felt a little stunned. He didn't know what happened. The happiness still completely faded away and was replaced by confusion. He just looked at Zhang Ziyu.  Zhang Ziyu got up from Cheng Xiaohan's body, put on his clothes, and said nothing. Only then did Cheng Xiaohan clearly and seriously see Zhang Ziyu's angular and powerful body for the first time. There was also an obvious thick wound on his waist that had scabbed.  There were many large and small scars on the rest of the area, which looked like they had been abused, which made Cheng Xiaohan take a breath.  Zhang Ziyu put on his pants, then sat on the bedside, picked up the provided cigarette placed in the room, lit one, took a deep breath, and then spit it out. The smoke filled the entire room and slowly rose.  Zhang Ziyu still remembers how long he had to cough to learn how to smoke before he got used to the smell of cigarettes.  "Do you still 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 simply put on a piece of clothing and sat aside looking at Zhang Ziyu with a complicated expression.  "A year ago? A boy who was slapped?" I don't know why Zhang Ziyu asked such a question. Cheng Xiaohan also frowned and fell into thinking. After searching carefully in his memory, Cheng Xiaohan finally locked in  A person who has almost faded out of Cheng Xiaohan's memory, because he is too ordinary, too inconspicuous, and too unworthy of Cheng Xiaohan to waste his brain cells to remember.  The boy's name was Zhang Yalen. He was an ugly boy. Although he studied well, Cheng Xiaohan had never looked at him directly. Cheng Xiaohan remembered that it was a social event. Cheng Xiaohan once slapped the boy in public, although it seemed that the fault was not at that time.  boys.  Cheng Xiaohan also remembered that something big happened at that sorority party, and Li Yuying committed suicide because of that incident.  This incident also had a great impact on Cheng Xiaohan at the time. It was also because of this incident that Cheng Xiaohan returned to the United States. After a period of time, he was able to temporarily avoid the impact of this incident on himself. Today, Zhang Ziyu brought it forward again, and Cheng Xiaohan naturally recalled it again.  When he got up, that scene appeared in front of him again, including the girl with a beautiful smile.  &nbsp"Youhow did you know? Did Zheng Bin tell you? Impossible, how could he tell you this?" Cheng Xiaohan asked in surprise. He didn't know how Zhang Ziyu knew this.  Know this.  "Have you never felt that my appearance was too sudden? Have you never wondered why I became enemies with Hua Teng for no reason? Have you never wondered why I didn't give you a good look?" Zhang Ziyu asked continuously.  "Youwhat do you want to expressyouwho are you?" After being asked three questions in a row, Cheng Xiaohan's brain was a little confused and he couldn't think normally.  The look in Zhang Ziyu's eyes was also a little strange.  "I am Zhang Yalang." Zhang Ziyu looked at Cheng Xiaohan, smiled, and said as if introducing himself.  "No No It's impossible Absolutely impossible No I don't believe it I don't believe it! How could it be This is absolutely impossible!" Cheng Xiaohan's mind suddenly went blank.  Zhang Yaleng is so dull, ugly and ordinary, while Zhang Ziyu is so outstanding, handsome and perfect. The two people are completely different. They are so different. How can Cheng Xiaohan believe it?  "Impossible? What qualifications do you have to say it's impossible? After all this, it's not you." Zhang Ziyu said with a smile. From that self to the current self, for everything he has experienced, who else but himself  Do you understand?  In Cheng Xiaohan's shock, Zhang Ziyu began to tell his story. Cheng Xiaohan went from disbelief at the beginning to shock, then to shock, and finally returned to silence.  If this story were made into a movie, it would definitely be exciting enough, but this is a true story, and even a movie cannot capture such reality.  Everything Zhang Ziyu said was accurate, and Cheng Xiaohan had to believe it. From being unable to accept it at the beginning, he slowly accepted this fact.  He was not Zhang Ziyu, but from Zhang Ziyu's narration, she knew how many difficulties it took to complete all this, and what an amazing will it took.  But Cheng Xiaohan suddenly felt that the most important part of his life had suddenly changed into something he had never expected. He suddenly felt empty and felt very painful in his heart. It was even more painful than after knowing that Zhang Ziyu was dead.  Cheng Xiaohan felt like she was living in a huge bubble. Now the bubble burst and everything was gone.  "So, are you taking revenge on me now? To take revenge on me for that slap?" After a while, Cheng Xiaohan asked Zhang Ziyu with a self-deprecating expression. At this point, Cheng Xiaohan only wanted one answer.  "So, now we are even. You are one of the few people who know the real me, so I can repay your feelings for me." Zhang Ziyu nodded and said. He didn't have any good impressions of Cheng Xiaohan, but he knew  Cheng Xiaohan also did a lot for him, for which Zhang Ziyu needed to be grateful, so Zhang Ziyu just used this special method to get revenge on Cheng Xiaohan, and at the same time made Cheng Xiaohan completely give up.  Cheng Xiaohan smiled bitterly, lowered his head and said nothing.  "You have seen the current situation. Soon, some people will have to pay the price. Blood debts can only be repaid with blood." Zhang Ziyu put on his clothes and said as if talking to himself. He looked at his watch.  It's almost twelve o'clock.  "If you want to tip off the news in advance, then go ahead. I won't stop you, but it won't change their outcome." After everything was dressed, Zhang Ziyu left the room after saying a few words, leaving only  Cheng Xiaohan sat there in a daze, his face changing in all kinds of ways.  "Your revenge is so cruel" Cheng Xiaohan said lightly to the empty room, and then her big tears, like broken pearls, dripped on the sheets.  Dong¡ª¡ªdong¡ª¡ªdong¡ª¡ª When Zhang Ziyu walked outside, the clock 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 the ringing of this bell be the beginning of revenge, just like the bell of death, announcing the arrival, so that those wailing souls can find their destination, and let those who taste human blood donate their own blood, and let everything be like this  end.  Zhang Ziyu knew that fate had already begun to move. He had already heard the sound of the gears clicking. From now on, the gears of fate would turn to another direction, a direction that was not expected, but it would definitely reach the end.  direction.  Zhang Ziyu drove the car speeding on the road, the sound of the engine echoed, like a response
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