"Wow, Jiayan, these roses are huge!"

"There are so many, I can't even count them all, there must be 520!"

"So envious! My mouth is watering!"

On Jiang Jiayan's desk was an enormous bouquet of roses that almost covered the entire surface.

Beneath the roses was a whole box of high-end chocolates.

Hearing these compliments, Jiang Jiayan frantically suppressed the urge to smile.

She looked up at Ye Zhou, who was studying in the middle of the three rows.

"As expected, old habits die hard."

Jiang Jiayan crossed her arms and leaned back in her chair, striking a victorious pose.

"He was putting on an act, trying to play hard to get, but in the end, didn't I still win?"

Jiang Jiayan thought this, but she didn't say it.

The row on the left, where Jiang Jiayan was seated, was incredibly lively.

Many naive young girls came to see it.

"These are real flowers! These flowers must cost at least a thousand yuan, right?"

"You definitely can't get them. You're dreaming if you think you can buy roses for two dollars."

"These flowers were sent by Ye Zhou, right? I never expected that. He really is the best of the best when it comes to simps—a wolf in sheep's clothing."

"I thought Ye Zhou had really given up on pursuing the school beauty. I bet a lot of girls thought so too."

"What are all the young men and women supposed to do if the handsome top student and the school beauty get together?"

Jiang Jiayan stood up amidst the praise.

You were the one who made me cry back then. Now you know how to make amends, but it's too late.

The proud princess has never known how to write the word "bow her head".

With some effort, he picked up the bouquet of 520 roses and walked calmly toward Ye Zhou.

Didn't you say you didn't like it? You're such a hypocrite.

After pretending for so long, hasn't the deception finally been exposed?

It's the same familiar feeling, the same familiar recipe.

Everything was under Jiang Jiayan's control.

Nothing can escape her grasp.

Hold the roses above your head with both hands.

"Bang—!"

It was slammed hard onto the double table shared by Ye Zhou and Liu Tian.

Everything I've endured, all the humiliation of these past two days.

I'll return it to you in front of everyone right now.

Let you taste what it's like to lose face in front of everyone.

"Wang Defa? I can't sleep in class, not even during breaks? What did I do to deserve this?!"

It was during break time, and Liu Tian finally managed to take a short nap, his head taking up half the desk.

result,

Humans were still not spared.

A heavy blow to the head jolted me awake.

It felt like being hit by a hundred pieces of chalk.

But Jiang Jiayan ignored him.

"Ye Zhou, please don't send me flowers anymore. I feel like throwing up whenever I see roses now. They're so ugly and tacky. And that box of chocolates, although expensive, really doesn't taste good."

Jiang Jiayan curled her lips into a smile; she now had the upper hand completely.

Ye Zhou put down his pen, his brows furrowed with obvious impatience.

He first looked at Liu Tian, ​​who was rubbing his head.

"Are you alright? Do you need to go to the infirmary?"

...

Liu Tian covered his head, feeling a bit dazed and painful from the sudden blow, but now he seemed much better.

Moreover, when he looked up, he saw that it was the school beauty.

He didn't intend to argue with her, since she was a girl.

"Haha, it's okay, I'm tough."

Liu Tian forced a smile.

"Ye Zhou, I'm standing right in front of you, can't you see me?"

The girl's voice carried doubt and hidden anger, because she felt ignored, which was the most unbearable thing for her.

Ye Zhou's gaze turned to Jiang Jiayan, and it was icy cold.

The voice that came out was like a thousand-year-old glacier.

“Apologize to him now, immediately.”

Each word was spoken with conviction.

He now realizes he was wrong. Why did he think such a girl was cute in his past life?

Can this be called being willful?

To call someone willful is an insult to the word.

Upon hearing this, the whole class fell silent.

Jiang Jiayan stared wide-eyed, finding the situation before her unbelievable.

Ye Zhou used to speak to her with a gentle and patient voice, and would never use this tone to talk to her.

Not to mention yelling at her.

And now, she simply couldn't believe her eyes.

Susan couldn't help but rush over and stand in front of Jiang Jiayan.

"Ye Zhou, what's your attitude?"

Ye Zhou looked at Jiang Jiayan and said, word by word, "I love you."

Apologize to him now.

The air suddenly became very quiet.

Liu Tian patted Ye Zhou's arm and said, "Forget it, it's just a minor injury, nothing serious. Don't bother with the school beauty."

Apart from Liu Tian, ​​the classroom was as quiet as a chicken's nest.

Ye Zhou persisted because he owed Liu Tian too much in his past life.

After his family ran into trouble, Liu Tian would go to his house almost whenever she had time, cooking, doing laundry, and helping him and his sister take care of Zhou Ping.

I made a video call to him, who was working in Beijing, and told him that everything was safe and sound at home.

Liu Tian had practically become half a family member to him.

In the end, he died on his way to visit Zhou Ping.

A grown man, his backpack was full of bags and packages of fruits and vegetables.

Not only Liu Tian, ​​but his parents also lost their most beloved son.

In the middle of the night, he would often bang his head against the wall in remorse.

He was obsessed with making money, wanting to give his family a better life, but he ended up hurting others...

"Betrayed my love, left me behind my back... Holy crap, what happened when I came back from taking a dump?"

Huo Guang entered through the back door and immediately saw Ye Zhou, the school beauty, and rose petals scattered all over the ground.

"Holy crap, my roses!"

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