Opening the envelope, there was a letter inside with a beautiful daisy specimen. Weiyang opened it and saw that the letter was blank, with nothing in it.
Staring at the small daisy with white petals, Weiyang suddenly remembered something. She got up from the sofa and came to her desk. She turned on her computer and quickly typed "Daisy's Words" into Google.
A passage quickly caught her eye:
Love in memories is more painful than love in waiting. That is the daisy language of the painter Huiying.
The love that cannot be expressed is more earnest than the love that can be confessed. That is the simple meaning of the daisy flower language of the killer.
Love that is awakened too late is more sad than love that can never be seen again. That is the daisy flower language of detective Zhengyou.
It is said that daisies with small white petals represent three flower languages.
The first type: eternal happiness.
Second type: Do you love me?
The third type: is - parting.
Weiyang faced the screen and couldn't help but cover her mouth with her hands to prevent herself from crying. The daisy specimen in her hand was tightly held in her hand.
Only now did she understand that in this world, the most selfish thing is love, the most cruel thing is love, and the easiest thing to get carried away is love.
Her vision was blurry, and she relied on her intuition to press a long list of numbers. After just two beeps, the call was quickly connected.
"..." The usual silence.
"I'm sorry." Wei Yang cried and said, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you. Shangguan Yao committed suicide, and it was Qiao Lin who was instigating discord. It's all my fault... If it weren't for me... the situation wouldn't be like this..."
"Stop talking!" the other end interrupted in a deep voice, "Fool, where are you?"
Weiyang wiped the tears from her eyes, raised her head and glanced around, and it took her a long time to realize, "I'm in the office."
"Wait for me." Qi Haotian hung up the phone with a cold voice.
Here he comes.
He is coming. Now she is finally going to be happy, but Shangguan Yao, why are you stupider than me?
Will you make me feel guilty and happy for the rest of my life?
※The sun sets in the west, and the setting sun is like blood.
Qiao Lin hid in a dark corner of the room, her body trembling uncontrollably. A pair of red eyes nervously watched every move in the room.
Really, she didn't expect that a little lie or a little sowing discord could make Qi Haotian so angry that he openly suppressed Louis' power and issued a wanted order for the Qi family against her.
Last night, she went to find Louis with her remaining faith, hoping that he would give him a way out of life for the sake of their friendship for half a year. But who knew - after being brutally beaten, not only did she not get anything in return,
To survive, Louis also said that he would use her to exchange for the safety of the group.
He locked her in a cage, and when it was dark, she finally escaped with scars, but now, the other party quickly sent someone to find her only hiding place.
The dim yellow light above her head was shaking, and all those unpleasant conversations were heard by Qiao Lin.
"This bitch actually dares to run away. The boss said that if you catch her this time, you must take good care of her."
"Hey, I think she looks pretty. Do you think big brother will let us enjoy her?"
"It's hard to say. If you're really happy, I'll take turns..."
Then a dirty smile came, and Qiao Lin held back the tears that were about to fall out of her eyes, and her whole body felt cold and desperate.
She weakly took a step back, but she happened to hook the phone cord behind the sofa. It was the sound of the phone falling to the ground that attracted several men who were about to walk out of the house.
It's over.
This was the only thing Qiao Lin could say to herself in her heart. The moment she raised her head, several tall and burly men had already arrived in front of her. One of them squatted down and touched her face in a fluid manner, "Smelly.
Bitch, I’ve been looking for you for a long time and you were hiding behind the sofa?”
The other men laughed happily, and walked to her side and pulled her up, "Let's go, if you dare to do it, you must dare to do it. Our eldest brother still has a score to settle with you!"
"Let me go - let me go! Get out! Get out!" She didn't know where the strength came from, which made her suddenly scream. She pushed the group of people away and rushed toward the door.
But after running a few steps, a pitiful scream rang out in the quiet room, cutting through the bloody sky at dusk.
Qiao Lin's originally well-maintained hair was pulled hard by the group of demons she called it, and they were pulled in a very cruel way.
In the end, she finally ran out of energy to resist, and covered in blood, she was roughly packed into a van by the group of men and driven to the entertainment venue where Louis was.
Along the way, she gave up struggling and looked at the scenery outside the window with a dull expression. Her beautiful hair was draped loosely on her shoulders, like a puppet controlled by someone. The bloody wounds on her body were marked with bruises and bruises.
Her Shengxue skin had a somewhat enchanting and ferocious look.
She just sat there quietly, but the men who were joking just now were always restlessly moving their hands and feet on her. Their big palms took turns kneading the softness of her chest, and some of the bolder ones directly penetrated her.
Inside clothes.
The sudden coolness irritated her skin, causing goosebumps to appear in the early autumn weather. She threw away her hand in horror, but what she received in exchange was a very powerful slap from the man.
"Why are you pretending to be so noble! I'm willing to have sex with you. That's the blessing that your ancestors have given you for eighteen generations. Let's see how big brother deals with you later!"
On the delicate face, a bright red slap contrasted with the pale skin, making it look particularly bright.
But why was it so painful that she just couldn't feel it?
The greatest sadness is the death of one's heart.
Whatever.
She was taken into a private room by those people from the back door of the bar. On the leather sofa, Louis was entangled with another enchanting woman in a red vest.
Although the clothes of both of them looked the same, the woman was sitting on Louis with her legs spread apart, and her two thin white legs were wrapped around her waist like two water snakes.
Between the smell of love in the air and the blush on the woman's face, you don't need to think about it to know what kind of erotic scene is hidden under the woman's skirt.
Qiao Lin looked away indifferently, and the man behind her forced her to kneel on the ground. Louis glanced disdainfully after seeing her, and then whispered in the enchanting woman's ear, making the woman smile sweetly, "
Louis, you are so bad."
The man smiled, motioned for the woman to get up and put away her trousers, then walked up to Qiao Lin and pinched her small chin with both hands, "How about we play something exciting today?"