The truth that had been hidden for a long time was revealed by Jiang Yunfeng.

The air stagnated in an instant.

Everyone present had different expressions, except Jiang Yunfeng, who looked happy and thought he had found a shortcut.

The man's smile was dazzling, and Jiang Zhiyu pinched his palms hard with his ten fingers. His thin figure trembled slightly because he was extremely angry.

After enduring for five years, all the resentment completely broke out on this night.

She stood up expressionlessly, walked to Jiang Yunfeng in three or two steps, and raised her hand.

"Ba—Ba—Ba—Ba—"

Three slaps, the sound was crisp.

With a simple white face raised, her true face that she had been hiding for many years was finally revealed:

"Who allows your little slut to touch this?"

The contempt at the corners of her mouth and the ruthlessness in her eyes made Jiang Yunfeng lose his mind for a moment, and even forgot to cry, and just stood there blankly.

Jiang Dachuan was completely confident by this scene, gasped and threw away Jiang Zhiyu, and grabbed the note in Jiang Yunfeng's hand.

Above, the handwriting of his dead wife seemed to be painful:

【Wei Ran, Quancheng No. 1 Middle School, 139＊＊＊＊1724】

"Bitch!"

Jiang Dachuan held the notes in a fat palm, took out his posture of tearing it apart, and looked vicious.

Xu Shuyi glanced at Jiang Zhiyu who was hit hard on the edge of the table and covered her stomach. She looked at Jiang Yunfeng with heartache, and took out her specialty that was adding fuel to the fire again:

"Oh, my sister is gone, why are you angry with a broken book? Zhiyu is still watching."

The next second, Jiang Dachuan's eyes fell on Jiang Zhiyu again, accompanied by the fragments of the notebook, and his anger was covered in his body:

"Little bitch! I knew you were the same as your dead mother!"

The hot touch on the face and the blood from the corners of the mouth made Jiang Zhiyu's smile a little scary:

"Bitch? Did you say the wrong person?"

She covered her stomach with one hand, raised the tip of the finger, and accurately pointed to Xu Shuyi's smirk face, extremely mocking:

"She, the real bitch is there."

A hint of panic flashed across Xu Shuyi's face, and she fell to the ground in a very artificial way. She hugged Jiang Dachuan's thighs and shouted regardless of it:

"Rebellion! The little bitch rebelled!"

Before Jiang Dachuan's slap fell down again, Jiang Zhiyu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and used some strength to lift the tablecloth.

While the food was flying, she endured the pain of the fragments scrambling to her legs, smiled and went crazy, as if the female general was about to die, shouting in desperate situations, just to hide the last pure land in her heart:

"By you, a pair of traitors, husbands, and lewd wives, what qualifications do you have to insult my deceased mother?"

-

At ten o'clock in the evening, Jiang Zhiyu walked on the night road with the pot of white rose dyed with her blood in his arms.

In the bag behind her was the relics of her mother who was protected by Jiang Dachuan's crazy punches and kicks - several notes that had been put into her whole life.

The stars above the head are very bright, and the night wind is wrapped with heat, which makes people feel a little dry.

When Liu Bo’s fruit stall approaches, the dim lights are still on.

Under the slightly swaying light, the young man's shadow is tough.

The other party noticed her staggering steps first, got up and rushed over, and when he saw her mess clearly, he felt distressed instead of surprise:

"Jiangzhiyu, you..."

Jiang Zhiyu handed him the rose flower in his hand. Although he was scarred, his tone was never as relaxed as before:

"Please pick me up."

Duan Chi took over with her bag and left an arm to leverage her.

When she sat on the small stool, he ran home immediately and turned around and reminded him:

"Wait me a moment."

Jiang Zhiyu smiled at him very freely, so bright that it once passed over the moonlight above his head:

"good."

Duan Chi shook his eyes, paused slightly, and soon disappeared at the intersection ahead.

Jiang Zhiyu endured the pain, lowered his head and met the white flowers, reached out to pull out a piece of paper and gently wiped the blood on it, murmured:

"I've implicated you, but I won't have to suppress my true heart again. Are you happy for me, right?"

-

Duan Chi came back very quickly.

The boy's chest rose and closed because of running, and sweat dripped from his forehead to the ground.

"Give it, iodine and bandages, you can disinfect it first. The weather is too hot and it will get inflamed."

Jiang Zhiyu took it and said thank you.

Apply a few exposed wounds, and then wrap them with fine gauze. The familiar smell of the potion reminded her of that day—

The clumsy boy.

Thanking Duan Chi again, Jiang Zhiyutou took the initiative to talk:

"I made this look scared you, right?"

Duan Chi nodded and answered with considerate feelings:

"If you want to say something, I'd love to listen."

Jiang Zhiyu patted the backpack that he placed aside, revealing his second smile tonight:

"This is my mom stayed and I protected it."

Duan Chi swept her fingertips and gave a homeless girl affirmation:

"Yeah, very brave."

Jiang Zhiyu looked up, looked at the starry sky above his head, and shouted loudly with his hand:

"I'm free, mom!"

Just like the name you gave me.

Like small fish in rivers, lakes and seas.

Fun and free.

-

Rejecting Duan Chi's kindness to accompany her here, Jiang Zhiyu spent the rest of the night on Liu Bo's recliner. As expected, there was no one at home, he decisively took out the key in the backpack mezzanine.

Just want to kick her out like this?

I don't know who I underestimated.

Leave the pile of "waste paper" that she could never use for Liu Bo to deal with. She pulled the only remaining suitcase and brought the 2,800 yuan she found in the mezzanine of the bookshelf. Jiang Zhiyu held her flowers and took her back to the city by the bus.

Fearing that her miserable situation would scare her grandmother, she first bought a second-hand mobile phone, applied for a card, and called Yu Xichen.

The other party saw her scarred appearance and burst into tears on the spot, and forced her to go to the hospital to retreat the wound.

"Jiangyuyu, if I knew that you were a hero who was cutting off your arm when you went back, I would never leave you alone."

Jiang Zhiyu stroked her shoulder comfortably:

"Okay, I heard you say your mom's friend opened a programming training center and there is still a shortage of chores. Can you take me there?"

Yu Xichen couldn't persuade her, so she simply accompanied her to join the company and settled in the employee dormitory together.

Jiang Zhiyu originally wanted to say no, but she has always been a weak white flower in Yu Xichen's heart.?

Now that the college entrance examination is over, I no longer have to worry about causing trouble for Uncle Wei at school. It is time for her to see her true appearance.

"Hey, the little Yuyu with red eyes, have you brought the computer?"

Yu Xichen thought she wanted to check the information, after all, no one had ever been involved in programming.

But when Jiang Zhiyu took it, he pressed the keyboard and refreshed a series of incomprehensible codes.

"Jiangyuyu, you are..."

Yu Xichen's eyes widened, watching the codes turn into white roses after flowers.

Jiang Zhiyu's mouth still hurts, and the smile he pulled out is brighter and shallower than ever:

"Is it good-looking? I've learned it myself, but my skills are not very good."

Yu Xichen hugged her excitedly, and couldn't help but laugh and scold:

"You're crazy! At such an important moment in the college entrance examination, do you dare to learn something else?"

Jiang Zhiyu followed that person's appearance and raised his eyebrows unrestrainedly:

"College entrance examination? I've prepared almost all the time in my second year of high school~"

[Author’s off-topic]: In the future, we fish will be cheating!!!
Chapter completed!