she really hates

Song Zhiyi finished the notes and was about to leave the police station when someone stopped her.

"Miss Song, wait a moment."

The little police officer who called her to stop her was young, with a slightly unnatural expression and a little hesitation.

"It's you." Song Zhiyi had an impression of him. Just now when he took notes, he brought in a cup of hot milk on the way. She smiled gently, "What's the matter? Is there any procedure to go through?"

Facing her smile, the little police officer blushed slightly.

"No, that's Ye Jiajia who wants to see you." He stumbled and added, "Miss Song, if you don't want to, you can just refuse."

"……It's ok."

Song Zhiyi was just stunned for a moment, she didn't know what to think of, she sighed lightly, and agreed: "It happens that I also have something to say to her, please take me there."

Ye Jiajia was locked in the detention room.

She was still wearing the costume of a TV crew, her hair was disheveled, her face was pale, and there were two thick black lines under her eyes.

Song Zhiyi walked in and closed the door.

Ye Jiajia was slightly startled by the moderate voice. She raised her head, and the two looked at each other through the fence.

Speechless.

Ye Jiajia proposed to see her, but when she saw someone, she didn't say a word, just stared at her silently.

"Jiajia..."

In the end, it was Song Zhiyi who spoke first.Her soft voice, with a little sigh, floated in the silent room: "I really don't understand why you do this?"

why?

After the failure, Ye Jiajia was also a little dazed when she recalled the actions she made out of resentment and impulsiveness.But Song Zhiyi's superior tone instantly ignited the anger in her heart.

"I don't understand... Ha, you, Song Zhiyi, also have something you don't understand?"

Ye Jiajia laughed, sneering at first, and slowly, the more exaggerated the laugh.

The hoarse laughter echoed in the small room. At the end, she stopped abruptly and gritted her teeth: "Why... I also want to know why! Why did I get to this point, and you can still stand in front of the stage glamorously!"

Song Zhiyi was silent for a moment: "I thought we were friends."

"Friend? Am I worthy?"

Ye Jiajia sharply retorted: "Throw me some gadgets when you're happy, and ignore them when you're unhappy. Do you dare to say that we are friends? Am I not a loyal dog who goes forward for you?!

We have known each other for almost eight years!

When I was struggling, what did you give me?How much do I deserve to know about you?Even the identity of your daughter of the Song family, I found out from others! "

When Ye Jiajia said this, she suddenly sneered: "Ah, I'm so sorry, I forgot that now your father is bankrupt, of course you are not a rich man anymore."

As if condensing all the years of resentment into this sentence, Ye Jiajia finished speaking, and looked at the other side with contempt and pleasure.

Song Zhiyi was indifferent.

She just nodded and said, "...so you think so."

The low-temperature natural light came in from the small window of the detention room and fell on her face, her eyes showed a clear and calm amber color.

As if avoiding the light, Song Zhiyi closed her eyes, then shook her head and smiled softly: "Jiajia, you are always so impulsive."

"Even if you hate me, what's the use of doing this? Have you vented your hatred, or is it good for you? You have waited for a long time for your black material, and there is always a chance to turn around. After today, what is waiting for you is a prison …How many years do you think the sentence will be for attempted murder?”

Her tone was unbelievably soft, but Ye Jiajia's heart suddenly felt cold.

Even Ye Jiajia herself thought it was ridiculous, but only now did she realize that she knew Song Zhiyi a little bit.

Seeing Song Zhiyi's gentle expression, her eyes slowly changed, and when she threw herself on the cold iron railing, she clenched her teeth unconsciously: "You...you know, you already knew! Are those things about you, are they?" Didn't you explode it?!"

Song Zhiyi laughed in surprise: "Jiajia, what are you thinking, why would I treat my good friend like this?"

"Didn't I warn you a long time ago, be careful when doing things? Paper can't cover fire, those things are easy to be dug up... and as long as I don't suppress it for you, it will be easier for you to fall to your opponent." .”

Ye Jiajia was stunned.

"However, if you insist on asking me what I did..."

Song Zhiyi stepped forward, lightly held onto the railing, approached her with a slight smile and said, "I'm making you famous."

"You were able to receive that variety show, how many favors I used behind the scenes, and how much money I spent on subsequent marketing, you don't even know?"

"You didn't check the status of this person before, even if these things explode, how much impact will it have? I don't know how much effort I have spent to make you stand taller..."

Ye Jiajia trembled all over: "You..."

"You said you were my dog, and you were right."

Song Zhiyi interrupted her with pity in his eyes:

"It's still a useless dog. Betrayed its master, so it can only wander around, picking up things that leak out of other people's hands, and even eating what the previous owner threw to you, wagging its tail..."

"And you, you are really stupid. You can't grasp good opportunities, and you can't do bad things. Change clothes, hang a fake work card, and want to sneak into the TV station. If it's not for me, I can't stand it and help you... you Can it be done?"

Ye Jiajia held her tightly with her eyes and began to gasp for breath.

Song Zhiyi's smile remained undiminished, her soft and affectionate eyes slightly bent, looking into her eyes, and softly said the last sentence:

"Useless trash."

Before she finished speaking, she took two steps back.

"you shut up!!"

Almost at the same time, Ye Jiajia slammed into the iron railing like crazy, and stretched out her hand from the gap to grab her: "Ah—shut up! Song Zhiyi, Song Zhiyi!! You bitch, bitch!!!"

The police guarding outside noticed something was wrong and rushed in immediately: "Miss Song! Are you okay?"

"Thank you, I have nothing..."

Song Zhiyi stood in the distance, clutching his chest, as if he was still in shock, and smiled gratefully at him.

She looked at Ye Jiajia and sighed: "Jiajia, I know you don't want to hear what I have to say. But we are friends after all. If you plead guilty earlier, you may be able to get your sentence reduced. I won't let the lawyer make things difficult for you..."

Ye Jiajia cursed hoarsely: "Bitch! Go to hell! Song Zhiyi, you wait, I won't let you go!!"

The policeman frowned: "Miss Song, you'd better get out of here first."

Song Zhiyi apologized all over his face: "I have caused you trouble."

Before she left the detention room, looking back for the last time, Ye Jiajia stuck between the fences and stared at her, tears streaming from her red eyes...

Song Zhiyi rolled his eyes.

She walked out of the police station, and the assistant waited outside for a while, and when she saw her come out, she asked, "Sister Zhiyi, are we now...?"

Song Zhiyi said warmly: "Are you scared today too? Let the driver take you back, take two days off and have a good rest."

"What about you, Miss Zhiyi?"

Song Zhiyi took out his mobile phone: "Mr. Qu said come pick me up."

The assistant had an "understood" expression on his face.

Song Zhiyi knew what she was thinking, but right now she wasn't in the mood to explain, she just smiled and said goodbye to her assistant.

Autumn is getting stronger, ginkgo trees are planted on both sides of the street, and the golden leaves are scattered all over the ground.

There are no pedestrians on this street. Occasionally, a car passes by with the roar of the engine, but the empty silence is reflected.

Song Zhiyi was waiting for someone on the side of the street, looking at a ginkgo tree across the street, watching it quietly shed its leaves occasionally.

What Ye Jiajia said was not entirely correct.

Song Zhiyi transferred to another school in her sophomore year of high school. In the new environment, apart from Meng Xi, Ye Jiajia was the first to talk to her and show her kindness.

When young, friendship came easily and purely, and Song Zhiyi was no exception.

She used to value this friendship very much.

When Song Zhiyi was in the most difficult time, Ye Jiajia had just debuted and pursued her dream of being a singer without hesitation, but was frustrated by reality.

She was happy in front of Song Zhiyi, and turned her head to hide and cry alone.

Song Zhiyi bumped into her, and began to deliberately contact resources for her.But Ye Jiajia always seemed to be almost lucky, and she couldn't get popular no matter what.

Until Song Zhiyi came out, stood firm, and was able to easily support friends, but turned around to find that she had learned how to survive in the circle tactfully, and even betrayed friends...

Perhaps Song Zhiyi is a talented person in this regard, knowing how to give affection stingily, and then take it back easily.

So she is not very sad now.

It just doesn't make sense.

Ginkgo leaves flutter and fall.

Song Zhiyi came back to his senses and found that leaves had fallen from his shoulders.

She raised her hand to pick it up, and on the other side of the street, the sound of speeding engines approached from far to near, and the bright red Maserati smashed into the quiet atmosphere, burning like a wild wind with flames, and it burned to Song Zhiyi in the blink of an eye.

The car screeched to a sudden stop and stopped in front of her. The driver put his elbows on the door and took off his sunglasses.

It was a clear autumn day, and the sun seemed to be particularly partial to the person in front of her. The light pouring on her face was so dazzling.

She raised her eyes, her beautiful ink lines were flying, and those eyes kissed by the sun looked over, her eyes were full of pride in catching prey, her red lips curled slightly:

"Miss Song, what a coincidence."

Meng Xi rushed to the police station as soon as the live broadcast revealed the situation.But she lived too far away from here, and it was only after the dust settled that she could barely arrive.

Fortunately, there are people I want to see.

Song Zhiyi's eyes were a little dazed, as if he didn't expect her to appear here at this time.

Meng Xi cut to the chase: "The matter of Ye Jiajia must be related to you."

"..."

Her attitude is straightforward, like a shining thorn on a cactus, people who know that it will hurt but accidentally bump into it can only consider themselves unlucky.

Song Zhiyi raised the corners of her lips, showing a habitual smile, and said, "Mr. Meng, you can't park here."

After speaking, he walked away from the car.

Is Meng Xi the one who cares about this?Eager to get the answer in her heart to verify the truth, she threw herself out of the car and chased after her.

"Song Zhiyi," Meng Xi called her, "is it related to you?"

Song Zhiyi had to stop: "President Meng, what do you want to do by asking this?"

After not denying it twice, Meng Xi had already got the answer, and said with certainty: "Tsk, it really is you. That's right, a person like you..."

"What kind of person am I?"

Song Zhiyi asked back.

She raised her face, her expression was flat, and her eyes were penetrating. That glance was not offensive, but Meng Xi somehow had the illusion that her heart had been pierced.

Meng Xi was slightly taken aback.

Afterwards, she realized that what she said just now seemed a bit ambiguous... She didn't mean to be sarcastic.

Rather the opposite, a recognition.

Meng Xi wanted to speak, but was at a loss for words.

She's not one to bow her head.If you don't want to make people feel unreasonable, if you feel that you have done something wrong or said something wrong, you will also apologize.

...But the other party is Song Zhiyi.

What kind of person is Song Zhiyi?

Small-minded, vengeful, and scheming... Anyway, she is the kind of person who doesn't match her pure and gentle appearance, the exact opposite.

Meng Xi once expressed kindness to her, but was secretly targeted.

In the beginning, it was just small troubles such as leaving her out of the homework and forgetting to write her name on the event registration form.Meng Xi was tricked a few times before realizing that she did it on purpose, and naively thought that there might be some misunderstanding, so she asked her to come out in private to clarify.

Meng Xi said to her: "If you have any opinion on me, just say it directly. It's no fun to play these tricks."

Song Zhiyi deserved it: "Okay."

Turning her head ruined her chance to participate in the mechanical competition.

Months of painstaking efforts were in vain, and Meng Xi was so angry that he was stupid, so he openly confronted Song Zhiyi and started to trouble her.

But these are little things.

What made Meng Xi brood the most, and what was hard to let go was that even in the confrontation, she still believed in Song Zhiyi's weakness, took the lead in giving in, and reconciled with her.

Song Zhiyi took advantage of this kindness.

In the end, Meng Xi's friend Su Yuan was accidentally injured and became permanently disabled.

An accident is an accident that no one is responsible for and no one would have expected.

Song Zhiyi still apologized to Su Yuan and took up this responsibility. She has been paying attention to Su Yuan's condition for so many years and helped a lot.

Meng Xi is also waiting for her to apologize.

But she would just avoid it indifferently, and after six years, she came over to show her kindness as if nothing had happened.

——From beginning to end, she never said sorry.

Meng Xi was also unwilling to bow to her.