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A girl of seventeen or eighteen years old walked out of the flower shop on the corner of the street, wearing a water red dress with white skin and snow, her face was like a peach blossom, and her long hair was tied back casually, simple and generous. Her name is Ai Yumeng, if you don't say it, who would have thought that this smart and lovely beautiful girl was originally a Tianshan Spirit Rabbit, and she has been cultivating for a hundred years. The lily of the valley in her hand is budding and delicate, and it should be a good signboard when placed in a conspicuous position at the door

"Alright, you're here to solicit business for me." The girl caressed the flower bones, as if talking to herself.

"Don't, your name is ugly." The crisp complaint came into Ai Yumeng's ears, and she looked up at the plaque hanging high, and the wooden plaque was shining with four big golden characters: a red apricot

It's dizzying. A sprig of red apricots? Why don't you get out of the wall! But as the saying goes, take other people's hands short, eat other people's soft mouth, after all, the owner of the store pays her salary, and she always feels that she is not kind, and she can only slander herself.

But when it comes to the boss, it's even more mysterious. If it is understandable that a new employee does not know about the boss, it is just such a time-honored brand, and dozens of employees up and down know little about his identity, so it can be maintained for a hundred years! What kind of skill does it take to be able to strategize to this point? It's really that people can't look good, and the sea can't fight.

"Ai Yumeng, are the Phnom Penh roses you prepared yesterday ready?"

"Okay, okay, I'll give it to you." The call from the store pulls her back to real life and puts her into work.

As usual, it was a busy morning, and everyone was doing their job and taking care of the century-old store in an orderly manner. The phone rang for a short time, and Ai Yumeng skillfully picked up the phone, "Hey, this is a red apricot, what do you need?" ”

"A bouquet of red roses." The other party's voice was a little hoarse, low and cold, which made people sound very uncomfortable.

"Okay, sir, can you be specific?"

"There are five hundred yuan in the mailbox at the door, you can just look at it and send it, the address is No. 3012 Shuiyunxi."

The man finished the address unhurriedly, and then hung up the phone.

The sound of "beep" came unexpectedly, and Ai Yumeng frowned, "Neurotic!" It's amazing to be rich! ”

"Of course it's great to be rich!" The starry sky raised in the bucket on the side smiled and played poor.

Ai took the lid and put the bucket lid on to go about his work.

"Eldest sister, sister, you can't be like this, you are the most amazing, okay, you open it for me......"

Since she came to the world, she has often met such inexplicable people, but despite this, she still loves this place very much. In the past, when I cultivated on the Tianshan Mountains, I lived in a closed space alone, staying for two or three years, repeating it day after day, calmly making people forget the joy of life, and even became a mute who couldn't speak. It is no wonder that the elders have allowed themselves to go to the world to experience before, and those unexpected joys, sorrows, and sorrows will make life more real and make the perception more real.

"Xiao He, this is the address." Ai Yumeng handed a handful of roses to the clerk who was in charge of delivery, and in the lilac packaging, the flowers were as delicate as blood.

The electric car headed south. She clapped her hands in satisfaction as she greeted the next guest who entered the store

"Welcome."

It was a young man in his early twenties, who looked like a college student, and wanted to buy some flowers for his girlfriend to put in his dormitory.

"Most people will choose to put roses, if you think the taste of roses is too strong, you can take a look at these next to it, in fact, succulent is also a good choice for current students......" The young man listened very carefully, and he didn't feel the presence of the imp behind him at all.

The little ghost lying on his neck, about the appearance of an eight-year-old boy, the size of a palm, like a sloth tightly hugging the neck of a guest, took a bite and sucked it with relish. Ai Yumeng took advantage of her unpreparedness to drag him down, and a milky cry suddenly sounded in her ears, "Sister Mengmeng, don't ......"

"I forgot what I said! If you mess around again, believe it or not, I'll uproot your pitcher plant! ”

"Okay." The boy timidly licked his red lips, looking unsatisfied, "But it's really delicious......

In fact, these little spirits don't bring much harm to people, but on the first day they came from Ai Yumeng, they reached an agreement with all the flower and plant spirits in the store that they were not allowed to suck human essence to cultivate. For them, once they form a habit, they will inevitably go mad and suffer endless troubles, which will do them all harm and no benefit to others.

However, Ai Yumeng will provide them with a little spiritual power every month in exchange, and the spiritual power of the Tianshan Snow Rabbit is obviously much purer than the essence of the mortal people, and they are naturally overjoyed.

The boy's spirit returned to the pig cage grassland, his eyes followed the boy's eyes, salivating but no longer moving a single step.

The morning sun carries cool water vapor through the long tree-lined paths, and the fresh air goes straight to the heart and lungs, which is pleasant.

Xiao He hummed a brisk tune all the way, and the destination was the famous villa area in Jingzhou, and in her mind, she had already imagined a picture of Bai Fumei's habitual signing.

In addition to the exquisite green layout of this community, the overall design of the villa is also simple and elegant, without losing the atmosphere and calmness. She stood in front of the door, checked the address again, and went to pick up the money in the mailbox.

In the wooden mailbox, an envelope lay quietly. However, what made Xiao He a little uncomfortable was that there was a large blood stain on the envelope.

"Really." But Xiao He didn't think much about it, took out the money inside, and threw the envelope into the trash.

"Ding-dong... Ding Dong..."Xiao He stood in front of the door and waited for a long time, but no one inside responded. A bad premonition came instantly, and she tentatively knocked on the door.

With a "squeak", the door slowly opened, and the bloody scene unfolded in front of me little by little.

The curtains tightly block the light outside, in the dim living room, the retro wooden chair is placed against the door, on the wooden chair, is a pale female corpse sitting upright, the deceased's face is bloodless, only the delicate red lips are particularly conspicuous, the plain white gauze skirt is dusty, and it is more strange to float slowly with the wind. The woman's eyes widened, as if staring directly at Xiao He, and dark black blood slowly slipped down the corners of her eyes.

The ground is red.

The strong fishy wind came to his nose, Xiao He's eyes were black, his legs were weak, and he sat on the ground a little bit along the door frame, all the cries were stuck in his throat, and it took a long time to make a hoarse cry for help.

"Ahh Terrible and miserable.

Blood-red roses spilled all over the ground, scattered petals mixed in the wind, drifting farther away.

The gentle sunlight shone through the layers of branches and leaves, sprinkling on the man's body. He was dressed in a crisp black suit, wearing a delicate white paper flower on his chest, solemn and solemn, standing behind a tree in the distance and watching silently, and the ring in his hand kept turning.

When the same sunlight, no longer obstructed by the door, shone on the body of the strange female corpse, the pale skin of the female corpse began to burn slowly......

The man turned away resolutely, letting the blue light burn behind him.