Slag Gong just wants to go through the plot [Quick Transmigration]

Jiang Yu didn't chase Gu Zhou into the kitchen this time, but got up and picked up the key to open the door and walked to the rooftop.

After two days of heavy rain, those delicate petals have been broken to the ground, and only a few dwarf flowers are covered by other branches and leaves, which are still intact.

The flowers that originally filled the entire rooftop turned into a mess at this time, but Jiang Yu didn't feel distressed at all, after all, the flower shop was just an excuse from the beginning.

The rain splashing on Jiang Yu's face also made him gradually become sober and began to reflect on his recent temper.

He picked off all the flowers that were still in good condition, mixed them into a large bunch, and walked downstairs with his arms in his arms.

Because of the flower shop, there were many empty vases in Jiang Yu's house. After digging out a vase from a corner and cleaning it, he sat on the carpet with his legs bent, and slowly trimmed the flower branches with scissors.

Only in this way can Jiang Yu feel that the irritability in his heart has calmed down a lot.

The mobile phone on the coffee table vibrated untimely. The caller showed that the name was Bai Wei. Jiang Yu just glanced at it and didn't care about it. He didn't put down the scissors until the mobile phone vibrated for a few rounds and a few messages popped up on it. Wipe your hands and start looking.

Bai Wei: [Boss, where do you get your flowers from?Can you provide the shipping address and contact person? 】

Jiang Yu lay back on his back, staring at the bright crystal chandelier for a long time before replying to the other party.

【What's wrong? 】

Almost as soon as he sent these words, the phone from Bai Wei rang again. Jiang Yu didn't really want to speak at this time, but after a pause of two seconds, he still picked it up.

"Boss, did you disturb your rest with the boss's wife?"

Jiang Yu glanced at the closed kitchen door, and said in a soft voice,

"It's okay, he's already asleep, just tell me if you have anything to do."

"Oh, it's like this. We found clues similar to the composition of the petals in the nails of the victim last night. You are the only shop that sells flowers in the East District."

After Bai Wei said this, she seemed to have realized something immediately, and hurriedly added,

"Hey, boss, we are not suspicious of you. This method is exactly the same as that of the perverts in the West District before. You have never left the East District. You stayed in the store when those cases happened before. Today our colleagues are indeed straightforward. point, but this can be regarded as our routine questioning..."

Jiang Yu didn't give Bai Wei a chance to finish her sentence, but interrupted directly,

"There is no purchaser, I planted these flowers myself."

"Ah? Is that so, then boss, do you know anyone who grows flowers in the West District?"

"This kind of thing should be your job, how could I know those people are growing flowers?"

Jiang Yu spoke very directly, but her tone was completely devoid of any emotion. Bai Wei on the other end of the phone might be a little embarrassed, so she hung up the phone after laughing twice.

If it was before, Jiang Yu would never speak to people in this tone, but now he is really in the mood to deal with it.

The flowers on the coffee table were almost trimmed. Jiang Yu threw the phone aside and continued to cut with the scissors.

Only this time, the movements of his hands became faster and faster, and even the delicate flowers began to become dazzling. This is his flower shop in the East District. It was closed yesterday, so where else could the criminal go to find flowers? ?

The answer seems to be on the horizon.

The sound of the door opening from the direction of the kitchen didn't stop Jiang Yu from moving. When he broke the flowers almost violently, a bowl of dark viscous liquid suddenly appeared in front of him.

It is fishy and bitter, and it makes people feel nauseous when they smell it.

Jiang Yu had already drank a bowl of this bowl in the morning, so he just looked at Gu Zhou, who was holding the medicine, without any movement.

"Drink medicine."

Jiang Yu's face was inexplicable, and he said in a hoarse voice,

"What are you going to do if I don't drink?"

The two of them stood in a stalemate for a long time, the bitter smell in the air made Jiang Yu dizzy.

"Drink medicine."

Gu Zhou repeated it again, squatting down and brought the medicine bowl in his hand to Jiang Yu's mouth, but Jiang Yu's reaction to this was straight away.

Gu Zhou's upper body was still naked, and the weird suture line was half in the shadow, matching the other party's expression at this time, it seemed a bit permeable.

Not long after, Gu Zhou seemed to confirm that Jiang Yu would not take the initiative to drink it. Gu Zhou withdrew his hand, raised his head and gulped himself a mouthful of the medicine. He pulled Jiang Yu's neck vigorously with his arms and pushed the medicine into his mouth.

Gu Zhou's posture changed from squatting to straddling Jiang Yu's body, and the bitter medicine slid in along the tip of his tongue, which was exactly what Jiang Yu couldn't refuse.

The pitch-black medicinal liquid flowed down from the corner of Gu Zhou's mouth, Jiang Yu's eyes drooped slightly, and then he pinched Gu Zhou's chin with his fingers, drawing the black line to the tip of his tongue.

This thing is really bitter.

It wasn't until Jiang Yu drank the bowl of medicine in a compromise that Gu Zhou left without any expression like before.

The ambiguity just now was like a game.

Jiang Yu wiped the bitter liquid from the corner of his mouth with his finger, got up and walked into the toilet without any change in expression, and rinsed his mouth again.

The slightly cool water slapped his face, Jiang Yu raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror. Is the pale, bloodless person inside really him?

After a while, he whispered to himself,

"Is this what you want?"

Say nothing, ask nothing, just be the perfect bystander.

Is it satisfying to escape reality and weave a beautiful fairy tale for yourself?

The smell of food coming from the kitchen has already begun to permeate the living room, Jiang Yu took another cup and wiped the water on his face, then pulled the towel to wipe it twice, turned his head and walked out.

Not long after, Gu Zhou came to the living room with the food and placed it in front of Jiang Yu.

The portions of those meals were small, obviously just for one person.

Jiang Yu picked up the chopsticks and poked a couple of mouthfuls of the rice at random, without seeing Gu Zhou in any way.

At this time, Jiang Yu had already made a vague decision in his heart, and he also told him that he would not regret it, but waited until everything was over, hoping that Gu Zhou would not know the truth.

After eating what might be the last meal in silence, he pulled Gu Zhou to sit on the sofa in the living room, stared into his eyes and asked,

"I guess I haven't told you my name yet?"

Gu Zhou raised his hand to cover Jiang Yu's face, and replied very positively,

"Jiang Yu'an."

Jiang Yu felt that these three words seemed to be far away from him, both familiar and unfamiliar.

Once upon a time, someone beside him called him that, but Jiang Yu still couldn't remember who that person was.

"Do you like flowers?"

Jiang Yu said as he stretched out his finger to hook a flower, gently opened Gu Zhou's palm, and put the flower in his palm.

Gu Zhou took the flowers and only glanced at them, then continued to look at Jiang Yu's face, and said indifferently,

"I like everything you gave me."

"You can just say it if you don't like it. There's no need to force yourself. If you keep going like this, you probably will sneak back when I sell you that day so that I can sell you a second time."

Jiang Yu took the flower back, it was a white rose, loyal and pure.

He threw the flowers back on the table indifferently, and never looked at them again. Gu Zhou next to him asked calmly,

"Is it not good?"

"Not good, not good at all."

Jiang Yu pressed Gu Zhou's shoulders with both hands, and explained little by little with a serious expression.

"You can't just live for me, wouldn't you be tired if you keep circling around me? And if you have something to say, you can't tell me directly. You have to work hard to find a transit point."

"Isn't it good to stay in the control room? You have to run into the small world to suffer. I really want to see what's going on in your mind."

Jiang Yu didn't just talk about things in this world anymore, but no matter what he said, Gu Zhou only had that expression.

He neither interrupted nor asked what the next words meant.

"Although you won't remember later, I still want to say these words."

In fact, Jiang Yu didn't care about his own life. He would often gamble with his life in the past, but he cared about Gu Zhou's life.

He hoped that Gu Zhou would be safe and sound no matter whether he was in this space-time administration or in this endless small world.

He wants to see other expressions on the other person's face, whether it is happy or sad, he wants to see, if Gu Zhou is happy, then he can laugh with him, if Gu Zhou is sad, then he can hug him immediately The other party comforted.

Jiang Yu didn't know how much his words were heard by Gu Zhou, and he didn't even know if the other party understood.

After a long time, Gu Zhou suddenly said a long sentence,

"But, without you, I wouldn't be where I am now."

Jiang Yu slid his arms down Gu Zhou's shoulders, picked up the pajama coat that had been left on the sofa before, put it on Gu Zhou, and then said,

"It should be me who said this. Is there anything you like or want to do?"

When seeing Gu Zhou staring at him without looking away, Jiang Yu added,

"Preferably something that has nothing to do with me."

The atmosphere in the living room fell silent again, and Jiang Yu didn't rush, just waiting for Gu Zhou to speak out on his own initiative.

After a long while, Jiang Yu saw that Gu Zhou shifted his gaze to those flowers and said,

"Is this flower really fragrant?"

"Okay, I understand."

He already understood Gu Zhou's wish in the unfinished sentence, but he didn't expect the other party's wish to be like this.

Jiang Yu had almost guessed the truth of the matter, but there were still a few things he needed to confirm.

such as.

"When did you get this wound on your body?"

"Two years ago."

Jiang Yu looked at Gu Zhou, who was very cooperative, and continued to ask,

"In my medicine, besides the medicine, what else is there?"

Although Jiang Yu already knew what that thing was, he still wanted to hear Gu Zhou tell him personally. If Gu Zhou denied it, then he would be willing to believe it for the time being before the other party lost this memory.

"Blood."

The blood could never be of an animal, so there was only one option left.

Jiang Yu turned his head towards the closed window on the balcony, and asked softly,

"Did you kill those people?"