Recently, this flower factory was suspended and sealed because the flowers transported by the factory were found by the customs. Among these flowers, someone quietly transported illegal items.

So during this period, the flower factory was very clean and almost no one came here.

But almost no one comes, it doesn't mean no one comes-

In the factory, a huge room was surrounded by flowers.

The white ceiling and walls are dazzling when exposed to light.

A girl, who is about sixteen or seventeen years old, was wearing a light green long skirt and sitting on a single-wood stool. She looked well-behaved and quiet. At that time, she was holding a pair of scissors in her hand and was quietly pruning the branches and leaves of the flowers in her hand.

This scene looks so beautiful.

But then and then, the crackling sound of scissors and branches was not beautiful in this room, but it made people feel a little disgusted.

It took her a long time to prune flowers. I don’t know how long it took to finally prune a flower.

Just as she was about to insert it into the vase, she paused her hand, frowned with a pretty brow, staring at the flowers in her hand, and spoke with a pity: "The water droplets are gone again."

If the water droplets are gone, it means that the flower is not fresh.

It’s not new, so you can’t ask for it. Liu Jingjing threw the flowers in her hand into the trash can.

Simply, neatly.

It was a pity that he said, but the movements in his hands did not feel reluctant to leave because they had been trimming for a long time.

"Xiao Jing, including this one, you have already thrown away seventeen flowers." Zhang Zixin's chapped lips opened and said this with difficulty.

Liu Jingjing chuckled twice, put down her scissors, stood up, walked to Zhang Zixin, and squatted down slowly.

She stretched out her hand and pinched Zhang Zixin's chin. A trace of resentment flashed in her originally clear eyes: "Yes, there are all seventeen flowers."

Zhang Zixin put her eyes aside and didn't look at her, "Can you not look like this... This is not the original you, you make me feel disgusted by this."

The sound of "bang!" was crisp.

Zhang Zixin's face was skewed, and a palm print appeared quickly.

Liu Jingjing withdrew her hand, her face was no longer as quiet and well-behaved as before. She spoke viciously: "Is it good to wait? My good sister, who do you expect to come to save you?"

"Are you still the Xiaojing I know?" Zhang Zixin's throat was sore and she was having difficulty speaking.

She was trapped here for two days. In the past two days, she had never eaten a single grain of rice or drank a sip of water.

And what she has now happened was caused by the fact that she thought she could trust her "good best friend" for the rest of her life.

That's right, Liu Jingjing imprisoned her.

When she had no reason to trust her, Liu Jingjing brought her here and fainted. After waking up, she found that she was trapped in this huge room surrounded by flowers.

This is where Liu Jingjing works as a temporary worker. In her spare time after school, she will come to this flower factory to work as a temporary worker.

The nylon rope was firmly beautifying her wrists. After she was imprisoned, Liu Jingjing broke all her contact with the outside world.

During these two days, she felt like she was living in a dark hell, being "tortured" every day, and no one came to save her... If she continued like this, she thought she would probably die here in despair.

Liu Jingjing was silent for two seconds, looking at Zhang Zixin's eyes with pity and sorrow: "It was yes before, but it is not now, not now, not now, not from now."

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[Written slowly, I have been waiting for a long time~ I touched it. There is another chapter~ Don’t think I’m too long-winded, it’s all important plot~~~]
Chapter completed!