There is a flower in the world that can interpret the language of flowers. Can you interpret the language of the flower?
"Heixiazi, you'd better not let me find you for the rest of your life, or I'll beat you to death!" Jie Yuhua held her phone with an angry look on her face. But the person who angered Jie Yuhua disappeared without a trace.
"Why are you avoiding him?" Wu Xie asked looking at the man wearing sunglasses and smoking in front of him.
"Ah, you also know what kind of person Mr. Xie is. You can't be too nice to him, otherwise you won't know how he died. I want to live for a few more years. But... I can't bear to be too bad to him." The black blind man smiled with a rare depression.
Everyone said that Mr. Xie was a cold-blooded and ruthless actor, and everyone who came close to him would end up dead without any body parts. No matter how sincere you are to him, he still refuses to believe you. But there is only one person who has a deep love for Jie Yuhua. Although he always disappears suddenly, he always comes forward when Jie Yuhua is in the most danger.
"Master Hua'er, I am blind and cannot see anything else, but I can see you clearly as a flower. Admit it, you have feelings for me. I believe you will not kill me. Don't let me down." The cold dagger was pressed against the aorta. The blind man looked at the person he loved in front of him and curled his lips.