My name is Wen Xin, and I am currently a "small town flower manager". I control the lifeblood of flowers and green plants in the town. I have customers from all walks of life and product audiences of all ages.
But lately, I always feel like I'm being watched by someone.
There was no evidence, no witnesses, no suspicious objects, and no motive. The only clues were the reddish-brown unknown marks on the green plants in the store and a series of footprints.
Whose prank could it be?
Or, does someone really want to kill me? !
At this moment, an unexpected person appeared in front of me, and I happened to know a secret about him.
Author's translation: Wen Xin, female by gender, male by preference. Currently, I run the only flower shop in a small town. Thanks to the support of grandparents and aunts in the town and policy support, the sales are slightly above the break-even point, which is enough for food and clothing. However, a rainy day and an unknown visitor broke her peaceful life. At the same time, a long-lost person once again appeared in her life, and what followed was a secret, a life-threatening game, and a war between justice and evil.
Small Theater
Wen Xin: Hello sir, you look a bit unfamiliar. Are you new to this town?
Zhou Lang:? I am your deskmate in junior high school.
Wen Xin: Really? I had been seriously ill before, and I can't remember many things before high school.
Zhou Lang: ... Okay.
A gentle and thoughtful female protagonist who is hot on the outside and cold on the inside
Intention: Dare to exert subjective initiative