C46

Time is running at its own speed. Once upon a time, Qiao returned to the imperial garden with foam, and the days passed smoothly. Lu Qingshen went on a business trip the day before yesterday, and she was left alone at home as usual.

Finally, he knocked the Enter key, and Qiao Yimo posted all the articles to be updated today to the Internet, which just stretched out a stretch and turned the computer on.

Then, Joe to foam this just got out of bed, stepped on the slippers to the balcony, picked up the side of the small spray pot, leisurely poured flowers.

Speaking of this small pot of Chlorophytum, or she specially asked for it from Uncle Zhong at home, in order to water the flowers to relax in her spare time.

After taking care of the Chlorophytum a little, Qiao Yimo turned and went back to the bedroom. He took the mobile phone on the bed and used to unlock it. Only then did he find that today is June 25.

Qiao rubbed her fingers with foam and counted them. Before she knew it, she and Lu Qingshen had already obtained the certificate for a week.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Joe tilted his head with foam, bit his lips and thought for a while. Then he changed his clothes and was ready to go out.

Driving his own people, I don't know why, Qiao Yimo is in a very good mood. He is familiar with the road, so he drives to the suburb.

In less than 30 minutes, Joe Yimo arrived at his destination.

Yasshe, the name of a florist.

Different from other flower shops, yasshe does not exist to sell flowers, but to foster flowers. To put it bluntly, some people come here to choose flowers and hand them over to the person in charge of the florist, who will help them grow flowers.

In general, most of them are young lovers who come here to take their unique love vows, like sending postcards. They come to foster flowers.

Of course, in addition, some people come here to express their missing for someone, so as to foster a flower they like

In short, compared with those for the purpose of profit-making florists, yasshe is more inclined to literary and artistic.

After Qiao Yimo stopped the car, she got off the car and went straight in. Because she came earlier, there was no one in the florist except the owner.

The owner is a young woman in her early thirties. She has just watered the flowers in front of her eyes. When she looks back, she sees Qiao Yimo, who has just entered the shop.

"Coming?" The shopkeeper put the watering pot aside and said hello to Joe with a smile. It seems that they are already familiar with each other.

"Well, I happened to be free today, so I came here." Qiao Yimo looked at the shopkeeper and replied with a smile.

"What flower are you going to foster today?" The shopkeeper said nothing more, but asked the subject directly.

"Well A red rose. " Qiao with foam slants small head, simple thought for a while, reply way.

The shopkeeper chuckled faintly. He didn't say anything. He just turned around and took a red rose. Then he took a card and handed it to Qiao Yimo's hand.

Joe took it with a smile. He turned around and sat down at the table beside him. He took the pen on the table and put it against his chin. He seemed to be thinking about what to write on it.

In less than three seconds, Joe grinned with foam's mouth, took the card, and wrote seven words in elegant handwriting.

"The youth you like is you"

at the bottom right of the card is the English letter QS written with Qingshen.

Looking at the words on the card, although the words are simple and not artistic enough, Qiao Yimo knows that this sentence has another meaning

Thinking about it, Joe took the ribbon off the card and tied it to the flower branch in the style of bow. Then he got up and came to the front of the counter and handed the flower to the shopkeeper.

"How are the flowers before?" Qiao Yimo handed over the rose and asked casually.

"Well, after special treatment, these flowers will never wither when they are in full bloom." Said, the shopkeeper will be Qiao to foam before some of the flowers to take out, put in front of Joe to foam.

Indeed, the flowers are still in full bloom until now. They look bright, as if they were just picked. I have to say, the craftsmanship of the shopkeeper is really good.

"That will trouble you." Joe said to the shopkeeper with a smile.

"That's very kind. The customer is God. It should be." Finish saying that, shop owner will Qiao Yi Mo just rose to insert, turn around and then put these words back to the original position.

Looking at what he had to do, Joe said hello to the shopkeeper with foam, and then turned to leave the elegant house.

However, Qiao Yi Mo's front foot car just drove away from the elegant house, the rear foot a Spyker C8 then steadily stopped at the door of the elegant house.

Then, Lu Qingshen, dressed in a black suit, walked into the elegant house with a cool face.

Today is the anniversary of the week when he and Joe Yimo got the certificate. He remembered it very clearly, so he managed everything yesterday and came back overnight.

Entering the elegant house, Lu Qingshen directly gave the shop owner a lily. Then he picked up the pen on the table and wrote seven words forcefully."You are the joy of youth"

at the bottom right of the card is the English letter YM with Yimo.

After that, Lu Qingshen tied the card to the flower branch, handed it to the owner, turned around without saying a word and left the elegant house

Anyway, today's code word task has been completed. Qiao drove around aimlessly and unconsciously came to his alma mater, near Qingbei University.

Thinking that he was all right anyway, Qiao Yimo decided to go to his alma mater for a stroll. Maybe he could also visit his university professor on the way.

In this way, Qiao Yimo did so. She drove the car to the front door of the University, and then directly stopped the car to the school gate, ready to walk in.

However, when Qiao Yimo got out of the car, he found that he didn't know what had happened at the school gate. Many people gathered around the door to observe how the crowd had three floors And the surrounding atmosphere is particularly noisy.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Qiao Yimo frowned unconsciously. How can we say that Qingbei university is also one of the most famous universities in the country. How could the gate be so chaotic and allow so many people to gather?

Qiao Yimo has no mind to gossip, anyway, it's none of her business. Thinking about it, Qiao Yimo plans to slip into the campus quietly from one side for a while.

When Qiao Yimo got out of the car and walked towards the door, he realized that the noisy atmosphere at the door was not as simple as imagined.

Although Qiao Yimo couldn't see the scene clearly through the thick crowd, there was no doubt that the piercing wail penetrated the dense crowd and got into Qiao Yimo's ears

Crying?

How can anyone cry openly at the gate of a university?

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became. His mind was in a mess. Obviously, he didn't have a clue.

In the same way, Qiao Yimo is not the kind of person who loves gossip. Since there are many people, she doesn't want to join in the fun. No matter what is crying, it has nothing to do with her.

Thinking like this, Qiao Yimo raised his hand and gently picked off the crowd, opened a road, and then walked along the side of the gate to the campus.

Just before Qiao Yimo stepped into the campus, suddenly, a middle-aged man sprang out from the left and pulled her. At the same time, a shining sharp knife touched Qiao Yimo's neck without any sign. The whole person was scared to scream, and the handbag in his hand was also scared Throwing it on the ground, his brows were even more tightly wrinkled together. With the sudden fright, Qiao Yimo, who had no preparation for anything, lost his blood color in an instant. He was stiff and motionless, and was held by a middle-aged man

"Hurry up, let the headmaster get out of here! Otherwise, I'll let people's blood splash out of the North affiliated middle school! "

The man roared, and his emotion was obviously extremely excited. Even the knife strength on Qiao Yimo's neck could not help but grow a lot!

"Ah

The onlookers obviously didn't expect this kind of scene in front of them. They all screamed and retreated a meter away.

In the middle of the onlookers, a middle-aged woman with a white belt tied to her head and a corpse covered with white cloth was lying beside her. The whole person was lying on the corpse and wailing loudly: "my son! How unjust you died! My son! How can you make your mother live? "

I couldn't help crying.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Qiao Yimo was more and more confused. On the one hand, he was held by others and did not dare to move randomly, forcing himself to calm down as much as possible. However, the cold touch from his neck stimulated Qiao Yimo's eyes and could not help but emerge a touch of panic.

Shit! She's too unlucky!

I haven't been to my alma mater for a long time. When I came to my alma mater, she gave her such a surprise. She won't really lose her life here, right?

Thinking, Qiao Yimo's heart is in tears

"Don't be impulsive! I have something to say! "

At the beginning, the security guard was just appeasing the two parents in front of them. On the one hand, they pushed off the principal and arrived soon. On the other hand, they were also contacting the leaders of the affiliated high school to think of solutions.

No one expected this to happen!

After all, the security guard is not a policeman. In such a scene, they dare not act without authorization, so they have to appease the middle-aged man's mood while secretly calling the police.

"Don't be impulsive?! You're just Farting! "

The middle-aged man was obviously infuriated by the security guard's words, swearing and yelling.

"I just want to see the headmaster and get justice for my son! What happened! You said the headmaster would arrive soon, but two hours later! Headmaster TMD still has no trace! You don't want to cheat me! Otherwise, everyone will die together

After the roar, the middle-aged man once again increased the strength of the knife on Qiao Yimo's neck, while the middle-aged woman on the other side was still wailing, and there were always a few words in her mouth: "give her son justice, I can't live.".……

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