Conscientiously making soy sauce

When he arrived at the company, Zhuang Yuan was completely stunned by the blood-red roses spread across the table with no gaps to be seen.There were eleven flowers before, but now it has doubled, how many flowers will it take?

But the red color of the rose made him feel a little strange, too red, too red, as if it had been soaked in blood-red dye for a whole night, and those plump petals completely absorbed all the red pigment.Looking at his desk like this, Zhuang Yuan felt a little dizzy and uneasy.He doesn't like this red, this coquettish color.

"Hey, Zhuang Yuan, which girl is chasing you? Bai Fumei." Xu Feng was startled, he looked at the rose with envy and hatred, bit his lip and covered his face pitifully crying "Why didn't anyone give it to me? Well, in fact, even if I give it away, why no one can accept it? Zhuang Yuan, tell me, I'm actually very popular, right?"

"Hey, why are my fans so reserved and low-key? In fact, I would also like to send me flowers." Xu Feng continued to cry, but everyone knew that this guy was playing tricks, and they just watched him act while holding a cup and smiling. .

It is also very good to have such a living treasure after work.

And being interrupted by Xu Feng, Zhuang Yuan's mood also improved, and he didn't feel that the roses were weird and coquettish.It's just that there are so many flowers, he can't put them in a vase, so it's better to share them with everyone, otherwise he won't be able to work, and his whole body will be miserable if he is overwhelmed by flowers.

Zhuang Yuan directly picked up a lot of roses and stuffed them into Xu Feng's arms, "Give these to you, I can't put so many in a vase. I don't know who sent them, otherwise I can just refuse. I really feel very uncomfortable if I keep sending them like this." I'm sorry. Everyone will divide up by then, there will be too many."

"Hey, that's a problem. It just can't be said in the show, otherwise it won't be good for other people to learn how to give it away." Although the things Xu Feng received were not as exaggerated as Zhuang Yuan, some fans would send them over.

Seeing so many roses, Xu Feng prepared to insert them himself. He happily put the roses on his desk, picked them up to study, and kept saying, "I saw that the buds are big and beautiful. It’s fresh. It should be some kind of Ecuadorian rose. I remember that the price is very expensive. Some places even make a gimmick that they are only given to one person in a lifetime.

He kept talking and talking, and he even reached out to touch the petals.

Suddenly he screamed.

"What's the matter?" Zhuang Yuan, who was holding the vase, was startled by him, and the vase fell to the ground with a bang, and the mouth of the vase broke.

"You...Look." Xu Feng's hands trembled into Parkinson's, he pointed to a few roses... "Look at the top, the top."

"What?" Hearing Xu Feng's scream, several other colleagues also surrounded him, "What's wrong? What's the matter?"

Xu Feng spread out his hands, all of them were blood red, blood red, like bright red fresh blood.

"What kind of pervert is this? I just touched and pinched the rose, why are there such disgusting things on it? It's too scary." Xu Feng looked at Zhuang Yuan worriedly, "Hurry up and call the police, this is It's for you. Don't be targeted by some pervert. Even a prank is too much."

Zhuang Yuan looked at the red rose that seemed to be dripping with blood, feeling a burst of fear in his heart.Sure enough, the other people who got the roses checked and found that they were all red, red.In just a short while, Zhuang Yuan's table was also stained red.

Colleagues know that Zhuang Yuan is gentle and kind, and he is friendly, so naturally they don't think that he is the one who made enemies.

"Hurry up and call the police, could it be some black fans? I remember seeing some crazy fans doing this kind of thing on the Internet." A colleague suggested, "Those people will do disgusting things all day long. When things like this come out, people feel uncomfortable. Hurry up and call the police, let the police find those perverts and warn them.”

Zhuo Yuan picked up the phone and started dialing.

Traveling to the present, it was the first time that he encountered an incident against him.

Yes, aimed at him, clearly and completely aimed at him.

The rose was given to him by name. I didn't notice it just now, but now I found that there was a postcard on the table, red, with various shades of red on it, and his name was written on the most intense blood red.

Zhuang Yuan, both characters are so correct, they are written neatly as if they were printed, without any personal characteristics.

This incident also alarmed the leader, seeing that Zhuang Yuan had an accident, he was anxious to get someone to help call the police.The police arrived soon, and Zhuang Yuan saw that it was Hu Jian.

"Uncle..." He didn't expect to meet the serious crime team. It stands to reason that this kind of prank can be done by ordinary police.

"What's the matter? Received bloody roses?" Hu Jian was very serious. "I took these roses and took them back for inspection. Well, tell my nephew to take care of you more these days."

"It's not necessarily blood, maybe it's red paint? I think it's a prank." Zhuang Yuan felt a little uncomfortable and sick.

Hu Jian didn't say anything, he twisted it with his hand, put it under his nose and smelled it, and then came to a conclusion, "It's blood, but I can't be sure what kind of blood it is. Maybe it's chicken blood or duck blood."

"That's disgusting too." Xu Feng looked disgusted, "Who is this, I said the police must catch this guy, it's too much."

"Zhuang Yuan, do you want someone to take your place for today's program?" The leader was also a little worried, "Go back to rest today, and I will let you go on vacation."

"It's okay, I'm fine today. I'll call someone to pick me up then." Zhuang Yuan calmed down a bit, and said that he could go home without leaving his hands, but what about the substitute?Didn’t it be agreed in advance that it’s not rushing ducks to the shelves?That pervert won't show up in the company, just tell the security guard that all the roses can be thrown away.Anyway, Lu Jinyan will come to pick him up, so he doesn't have to worry too much.

It's just that his mood was affected a little. In the preparation room, he picked up the prose and read it over and over again.You can't affect your work with your emotions.

By the time he entered the live broadcast room, he had returned to his usual state.

This time, Zhuangyuan prepared Salome. He first talked about Wilde, the story of the Bible, and the gorgeous and rotten sevenfold veil dance. .Speaking of the proud young princess who is as beautiful as the bright moon, the princess Salome who wants her lover's head directly if she can't get love and kisses.

"Very well, John, I am alive, but you, you are dead, and your head is mine. I can do with it as I please. I can throw it to the hungry dogs and the birds of the air. After the dog bites , the birds come and peck. . . . Ah, John, John, you are the only one I love."

This is a secret love, if you can't get it, it will be destroyed.If there is no lover's kiss, then cut off his head, then hold the head and kiss as much as you want, with strong destruction and distortion, and dark possessiveness.

Slowly talking, talking, this time the soundtrack Shohara has also been selected.

Schubert's Demon King tells the story of a father who took his son to a doctor to escape from the Demon King, but his son was taken away by the Demon King on the way, and his body became colder and colder.

After the show was over, Zhuang Yuan walked out of the live broadcast room a little tired.Today, the sequelae of being frightened are still there. No matter how he travels before, he is basically peaceful. He has never seen such a scene.

With the shadow in his heart, he didn't even want to clear the table.He remembered very clearly that the bloody roses covered his entire table, and Zhuang Yuan's hands were shaking a little, wondering if he would have nightmares at night.In his life, he also remained aloof from the world, and never wanted to make a high profile. Who did he offend?Such an abnormality makes him feel cold.

The sudden vibration of the phone startled Zhuang Yuan, and he looked at the screen with trembling hands. Fortunately, it belonged to Lu Jinyan.

"Hey, hey, Xiao Yuan, why haven't you come out yet? Are you okay? I'll wait for you at the door." Lu Jinyan's voice was tense and anxious, "Are you okay, how about I come in."

He let out a long sigh of relief, feeling a little tired, "I'm fine, I'll be right out."

"...you wait for me." Zhuang Yuan said softly, "I'm a little scared. I'm a little scared."

As soon as he walked to the door of the company, he saw Lu Jinyan, and saw his concern and nervousness.Zhuang Yuan walked to his side, "I'm fine."

"Let's go back."

When he got home, Lu Jinyan put away the youth bag first, and then filled the bathtub with water, "Take a bath and relax, I'm by your side. It's okay."

Zhuang Yuan nodded.

Taking a bath is also a lot easier, probably because seeing Lu Jinyan, the young man's mood is no longer so low.He told Lu Jinyan all about today's events, "I don't know who it is, and I really feel a little conflicted. Is it really some illegitimate meal or some black fan? I'm just hosting a show, how can I offend anyone? "

Lu Jinyan touched Zhuang Yuan's hand, "It's okay, I'll be with you."

After Zhuang Yuan fell asleep, Lu Jinyan went to the living room and called Hu Jian, his face darkened while listening.

This is not just a small prank, Hu Jian and the others have tested that the bleeding is human blood, human blood.And so many roses have been soaked in blood, which may involve human life.And for those who are targeting him like this, roses represent love, but what about red roses soaked in human blood?

Fatal love or exclusive love?

Will it be destroyed if you can’t get it?

"Uncle, can you tell me if there is any progress in this case?" Lu Jinyan's face sank like water, "I don't want anything to happen to him."

"Well, when the time comes, I'll persuade him to see if he can rest for a few days first, so that nothing will happen again. I also ask my uncle for help, and I must find that person as soon as possible. Yes, he is very, very important to me. "

In a dark room, there is a soft voice on the phone, "Ah! I kissed your mouth, John, I finally kissed your mouth. The taste on your lips is quite bitter. Could it be the taste of blood? ... Maybe That's what love tastes like... They say love tastes rather bitter... But so what? So what? I kissed your mouth at last, John."

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