I Can Rewind Chapter 270: Love and sorrow (4,200 words)

According to the address location, Yan Junze, Zhou Dali, and Shang Cuicui walked into a slightly old-fashioned residential area together. After opening the door of a unit, they were about to go up, and a woman came down in a hurry from upstairs.

This woman is wearing pajamas and holding a handbag in her hand. Although she is not dressed up, she is naturally beautiful, and she is still charming without makeup.

Going down the stairs in a hurry, she looked behind her, she seemed afraid of something chasing her, but Yan Junze and others were entering the unit, and squeezed past everyone sideways, and she squeezed out first.

"Why is this person like this?" Shang Cuicui's shoulder was bumped, and she couldn't help but say something.

The woman ignored it and walked quickly to the gate of the community.

"I came out in pajamas, there may be something important, it's okay." Zhou Dali patted Shang Cuicui's hand holding her, rubbed her shoulders, and comforted her in a low voice.

The three of them followed the stairs to the second floor, and saw that the door of one of the two households on the second floor was open.

As soon as he walked to the door, there was a cold breath, Yan Junze was slightly startled, but Zhou Dali and Shang Cuicui felt nothing.

Zhou Dali opened the door and asked, "Is it Jiajie?"

A panicked and nervous voice came from the room: "Dali, you are here, come in quickly!"

As he spoke, Zhou Jiajie's figure quickly approached the door, his face was a little red, he was still rubbing his eyes, and his hair was messy.

"You don't need to change your shoes, just come in like this." Zhou Jiajie said again.

The three of them didn't change their shoes. Yan Junze walked into the room first, looked around, and saw that the decoration in the room was really high-grade.

Although it is rented, according to Zhou Jiajie's usual practice, he will definitely rent a better house. Saving rent is not something he considers.

However, after entering the room, Yan Junze felt the cold feeling outside the door just now.

He didn't say anything, and under Zhou Jiajie's hospitality, he entered the living room and sat down slowly near the sofa, and glanced at the marble coffee table in front of the sofa.

There is still a bowl of warm noodles on the coffee table, which is emitting a little heat.

Shang Cuicui, who was walking behind, suddenly leaned into Zhou Dali's ear, and whispered: "The woman in pajamas who went downstairs just now smelled of perfume, and this room also has it."

Zhou Dali was stunned and didn't say anything, but he obviously thought of something, and his face became a little unsightly.

"Sit down first, I'll make a pot of tea for you." Zhou Jiajie ran to turn on the electric teapot, took out a clean glass, took out a box of good tea from the cabinet, and put a tea in each glass. A little bit.

When walking back, Yan Junze pointed to the noodles on the coffee table and said: "You haven't eaten yet, you should eat first, otherwise the noodles will be cold. Let's make tea later by ourselves."

Zhou Jiajie nodded. After sitting down, he didn't eat the noodles. He just pushed the bowl containing the noodles into the tea table, so as not to accidentally drop it.

"Who was that girl who went down just now?" Zhou Dali couldn't help it anymore, even though Shang Cuicui was quietly tugging on his clothes, he still asked.

Yan Junze didn't pay attention to this detail, so he couldn't help but look at Zhou Jiajie in a daze.

Zhou Jiajie sighed, his eyebrows were tightly drawn together, he cast his eyes on the open living room door, and said in a bitter tone: "That's my current girlfriend, Zhang Jiayao."

"You..." Zhou Dali's whole body tensed up, his right hand moved slightly, but was held down by Shang Cuicui beside him, and shook his head at him.

"What do you mean?" Yan Junze asked Zhou Jiajie.

Zhou Jiajie's face was even more bitter, as if he couldn't even sigh: "I know you will blame me, it's my fault. But Bao Jie, I never promised that she is my daughter My friend, she is the one who has been pestering me."

"You fart!" Zhou Dali yelled loudly, "Bao Jie liked you for three years in high school, who in our class didn't know? She has always been very close to you, and you never refused, we can all see that Come out. Now you say that you never regarded her as a girlfriend, how are you lying???"

After saying this sentence, Zhou Dali almost stood up, but Shang Cuicui kept pulling him and pushed him down on the sofa.

"That's right, she likes me, I know it." Zhou Jiajie defended, "And I didn't say that I don't like her, I have a little feeling for her, but...it's not enough to be a girlfriend at all."

"Then you should reject her directly!" Yan Junze was also a little angry, "It's been more than three years, and you've been hanging on to her like this for three years, what do you want to do? Have a spare tire, or a dick?"

"Fuck, what a scumbag!" Shang Cuicui couldn't help but swear.

"Say, how did Bao Jie die? Did you kill him?" Zhou Dali slapped the coffee table in a rage, feeling the ground tremble.

Fortunately, the tea table is made of marble, otherwise it would have been smashed.

Zhou Jiajie was startled, and hurriedly said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Looking at Yan Junze again, he nodded and said, "Yes, I know I was wrong. I did not do it right before. But after I entered university, I have already made it clear to her, and I told her myself that I don't love her. She, it is impossible to be with her, but she has never given up on me and has been pestering me."

"At that time, did you already know the girl in pajamas downstairs?" Yan Junze asked.

Zhou Jiajie didn't answer right away, he wanted to get up and pour the water that had just boiled to make tea, but then he thought that these people were all angry at the moment, so they brought over the hot tea, in case they couldn't help but splash it with tea What should I do?

After thinking about it, he didn't get up, but shook his head and replied to Yan Junze: "I...just met Zhang Jiayao just now, and at that time, there was no definite relationship."

"A typical spare tire has been confirmed, so the spare tire can be kicked out." Shang Cui Cuifeng stared at Zhou Jiajie coldly with hatred, and said slowly.

"I don't have a spare tire." Zhou Jiajie shook his head vigorously, "I really don't have that strong feeling for Bao Jie. She kept pushing me, pushing me all the time. I couldn't take it anymore, so I came to her I came out and explained everything face to face, and made her lose her heart for me. To make up for her, I gave her a platinum ring, and I really want to repay her for what she has done to me in the past three years."

The scene fell silent.

After a while, Yan Junze asked: "And then?"

"Then I thought she had given up on me, but she still couldn't forget it." Zhou Jiajie lay on the coffee table, resting his forehead with both hands, as if caught in a memory he didn't want to think about again, "She began to follow me frequently, especially When Zhang Jiayao was with me, she disturbed us almost every time. On that day, I couldn't help it, and I had a fierce fight with her, and said some serious things face to face, and she finally stopped. appears."

After a pause, Zhou Jiajie raised his head, eyes filled with tears: "Who knew that just last Friday night, she... committed suicide. This is my fault, I shouldn't hurt her by saying harsh words , I should have rejected her earlier..."

Not waiting for others to speak, Zhou Jiajie continued: "I am very sad and blame myself. I sent the money to her parents anonymously yesterday for all the expenses of her funeral, and added a sum Spiritual compensation. I really... blame myself, blame myself."

"I don't understand. You asked us to come here just to make us so angry that you kept saying that you blamed yourself?" Yan Junze swallowed and tried to keep his expression calm.

"Yeah, why didn't you notify us on the day Bao Jie committed suicide?" Zhou Dali also said.

"I want to wait for things to slow down, and I thought the other students had already informed you." Zhou Jiajie explained.

"If you notify us, there's no way we won't come here." Zhou Dali said coldly, "If you really want to hide this kind of thing, can you hide it?"

"I think, you haven't answered my question yet. Why did you let us come here now?" Yan Junze stared into Zhou Jiajie's eyes and said.

Zhou Jiajie reached out his hand to wipe away the tears that were about to fall, and replied with a choked voice: "I want you to help Bao Jie, so that she will not be tortured even after death, so that she can be relieved as soon as possible."

"What?" Yan Junze was shocked.

"Bao Jie..." Zhou Dali looked surprised and looked around, "Her soul appeared?"

Hearing this, Shang Cuicui was startled, and quickly grabbed Zhou Dali's arms, pressing herself against him, looking around unconsciously, with a frightened expression.

Zhou Jiajie nodded: "She has appeared, and I can often see her. She seems to still miss me. Don't get me wrong, I have nothing to fear about her, but she can't rest in peace. My heart hurts, and I really want to help her and let her get rid of it as soon as possible."

"Why aren't you called the Exorcist?" Yan Junze asked, "With your family relationship, there is no need to line up at all."

Although Yan Junze also hoped that Zhou Jiajie would not call him a spirit remover, because the methods used by a spirit remover are almost all single, and simply killing the weirdness is the main method for a spirit remover.

As for Bao Jie, Yan Junze didn't want her weirdness to be directly killed by the spirit eliminator, but hoped that after she completed her obsession, she could be reincarnated as soon as possible.

"I don't want my family to worry about me, and my father is very strict. He knows that if I don't study hard for a day, I just fall in love and get into such a big trouble. I'm afraid I will die miserably." Zhou Jiajie looked sad, "I don't need to lie to you about this, so please, especially Yan Junze, please save Bao Jie."

After saying that, Zhou Jiajie stood up and bowed deeply to Yan Junze.

In the eyes of others, this is probably the last time the guilty Zhou Jiajie wanted to make up for Bao Jie.

Yan Junze didn't say anything, just picked up his mobile phone, just like Zhang Xiaomo usually did, swiping the phone silently.

Remembering that Bao Jie has become weird now, and also still very infatuated, Zhou Dali shook his head and didn't speak for a while.

Shang Cuicui, who was snuggling next to him, suddenly raised her head and asked Zhou Jiajie: "You said you gave Bao Jie a platinum ring in the end as compensation?"

"Well." Zhou Jiajie looked painful, "It doesn't matter whether the gift is expensive or not, the most important thing is to make her feel better."

"I'm curious, since it's a parting gift, why would you give a ring? Isn't the ring a symbol of love?" Shang Cuicui suddenly woke up, "So I feel that you are lying."

"No, no, no." Zhou Jiajie quickly waved his hand, "I'm absolutely not lying, I really gave her a platinum ring that day."

Zhou Dali's eyes were wide open, staring at him and asking: "Are you going to send it or not?"

"Give it away." Zhou Jiajie nodded fiercely, "If you don't believe me, you can go to her house to look for it. The ring has been sent back to Shuntian along with her belongings."

"Yes, maybe you gave it." Shang Cuicui nodded thoughtfully, "But since you gave the ring, maybe it's not a parting gift at all, but you want to use it to tell Bao Jie that you still want to give me the ring." Love her. That ring represents your heart for her, let her believe it, continue to love you well and without hesitation, so that you can continue to double enjoy Zhang Jiayao and Bao Jie's admiration for you both before and after."

"Your words..." Zhou Jiajie was taken aback, and was about to defend himself but was interrupted by Yan Junze.

Yan Junze raised the phone in his hand, and saw a piece of news from a few days ago on the screen of the phone, and said to Zhou Jiajie: "Congratulations, it turns out that your father Zhou Guhua is running for the vice mayor of Suncheon City , During this period of time, there really cannot be any negative news about your Zhou family."

Zhou Jiajie's face was flushed, and he waved his hands hastily: "No, don't misunderstand. My dad is too strict with me. I dare not tell him. It has nothing to do with his running for vice mayor."

"I've been talking for a long time, you **** not only lied to us, but you've also been hanging on Bao Jie, never letting go!"

Zhou Dali couldn't bear it anymore, stood up and stepped forward, stretched out his big palm, grabbed Zhou Jiajie by the collar, and lifted him up, with his feet in the air.

No way, the man in front of him really understands women's minds, especially for an infatuated person like Bao Jie. When the other party is about to give up, he will immediately give a little sweetness to make the other party think that there is still hope, and then continue to hang around.

Of course, poor people must have something to hate~IndoMTL.com~Bao Jie's mistake is that he is too infatuated and persistent, trusts this man too much, believes in beauty too much, and has no sense of self-protection.

After grabbing Zhou Jiajie, Zhou Dali was about to slap this guy's ears left and right, and then kick him again.

Suddenly he found that the whole scene became quiet, Yan Junze looked behind him, Zhou Jiajie who was holding in his hand also began to tremble, and his eyes moved to behind him.

Shang Cuicui looked back, screamed in fright, quickly covered her mouth, and crazily slipped into Zhou Dali's arms.

Zhou Dali had no choice but to put Zhou Jiajie down temporarily, and when he looked back, he was stunned.

I saw the door leading from the kitchen to the living room, and a woman with disheveled hair stood there silently, with her back to the dark kitchen at the back, facing the living room, her hair covered part of her cheeks, but her exposed cheeks were full of scars. pale.

"Jie...Jie?!" Zhou Dali couldn't help shouting after being taken aback for a moment.

The woman standing at the door of the kitchen, with a slender figure, long hair shawl, and oval face, is Bao Jie's soul.

Bao Jie's eyes seemed to be lifeless, but in reality there was a hint of coldness. He looked directly at Zhou Jiajie, whose body was trembling, without expressing anything.

Zhou Dali pulled Shang Cuicui behind him, let her stand in place, and then walked towards Bao Jie.

His body was trembling slightly, but it was not fear, but pain. An indescribable pain stirred back and forth in his heart. He lifted it up from the mud in one step and walked towards Bao Jie.

Dou Da's tears couldn't help dripping down, Zhou Dali didn't cry out, but the tears leaked out like a flood that broke a dike.

He still clearly remembers their last meeting at the bar, but he didn't expect that parting would be the last time they saw each other.