The villain of fast time travel, he wants to be good

Chapter 165, both passed away
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In an elegant flower shop.

The store manager is a baby-faced female college student who returned to her hometown just after graduating from university. When she broke up with her boyfriend, her heart was ashamed, and she no longer had the mood to go to the big city.

So I went back to my hometown town and opened a flower shop, and I was accompanied by the fragrance and elegance of flowers every day.

There is a string of wind chimes hanging on the door, which will make a sound every time a guest comes in and touches the door.

Jingle bells—

The old man in a floral shirt and on crutches gently pushed open the door.

"Grandpa Mo, are you here to buy flowers for grandma again?"

"Well, is there still Jasmine today?"

"It's very fresh. It was out of stock. I went to pick a few from my friend today. They still have dew on them. They're fresh."

"Okay, thank you, today Wednesday, please tie a light green ribbon."

"Is grandma's lucky color green today?"

A kind smile appeared on the ink-stained face covered with age spots, "Yes, I checked it out for her this morning."

The baby-faced store manager smiled and went to find a light green ribbon for him, and laid out all the Jasmines that had just been delivered for him to choose.

Mo Hen selected twelve flawless flowers for her to pack, and he put all the remaining twenty or so flowers in the vase he carried all the way.

"Okay, Grandpa Mo, your flower."

Mohen walked back holding the flowers, there were a lot of flowers today, he hugged half of his body which almost covered him.

The manager of the flower shop lay on the window and watched him walk up the street.

She is really envious of the man who buys flowers for his wife every day.

Some of them were uniquely romantic, and among the people who came to buy flowers, the one who made her feel warmest was Grandpa Mo just now. He would come to buy a bouquet of flowers for grandma no matter the weather was sunny or raining.

It's just because she looked twice at the door of her shop one time, and he didn't come for two weeks, Xiaomi thought he couldn't hold on anymore, so she never came again.

Unexpectedly, it was because the weather was bad that day, and it was raining. Grandpa Mo was busy smelling the flowers while walking, then fell down and went to the hospital to lie down for several days.

Later, grandma refused to let him buy flowers, saying that he didn't like them, but how could he not know her preferences.

It didn't take long for him to buy a thrush, and he would buy flowers every day when he came to walk the bird, so that grandma wouldn't talk about him.

Xiaomi succeeded in seeing Grandma Yunyan standing not far from Grandpa Mo, and the corners of her mouth rose, she closed the door and went back to sleep in a cage with peace of mind.

Even though Yunyan is old, her back is still straight. She is carrying the birdcage, her mouth is smeared with lip balm, and her gray hair is elegantly tied behind her head.

"Old man, you forgot Xiao Wu in the park again."

Mo Hen took out a jasmine spewing morning dew from the vase, and pinned it to her tied hair with a smile.

"Put hairpin flowers on my head every day, and when I'm still the little girl before, people will laugh."

Mo Hen smirked, "Grand Mo Xiao with white hair and flowers, no one will laugh at you. Even if my wife becomes an old woman, she will still be the prettiest."

"You are the only one who can talk, you are not ashamed."

"..."

On a certain day in summer.

Two well-dressed old men, holding a handful of jasmine in their arms, were lying on the same reclining chair with smiles, and fell into a deep sleep.

Grandpa Mo didn't come to the flower shop for two consecutive days. He had sent them flower cakes before, and Xiaomi knew their address.

When she came over with the freshly made scented tea, she saw two kind old people in the park, sleeping soundly on the deck chairs.

The sky was getting late and the night was slightly cool. She stepped forward and gently shook the old man, "Grandpa Mo, wake up, it's getting dark, grandma will catch a cold soon."

She yelled several times without answering, and she yelled at Yunyan again, but both of them ignored her, they were both immersed in their own world.

Jasmine in their arms had already started to dehydrate, and she looked without a trace of luster.

And Grandpa Mo would never let grandma hold stale flowers.

Xiaomi breathed heavily, put her finger on the two of them and sniffed, but she didn't exhale for a long time, which made her fall to the ground in fright.

She trembled and called the police, not daring to move a trace of the body.

When the police arrived, they saw two old men holding flowers with the corners of their mouths raised.

After a series of investigations, Xiaomi's suspicion was finally cleared, and she didn't let it go. She properly held a simple funeral for the two.

The funeral was covered with white jasmine, but what she didn't expect was that the news leaked out from nowhere, and the guests at the funeral almost left the venue without a place to stay.

There are big figures from all sides, and it was at that time that she knew that these two people were the founders of Tree Hole Consulting, and they had indirectly saved her life.

When she broke up with her boyfriend back then, her heart was ashamed. After five years of long-distance running, she broke up as soon as she said it, and betrayed her as soon as she said she would betray her. She once thought of committing suicide.

It was also at that time that he was rescued by the people in the tree hole.

And this is what the two of Yunyan would never have imagined. The people you saved once accidentally did things for you that ordinary people would not do.

It can only be said that everything has its own cause and effect.

Maybe the kindness you have done one day will suddenly be returned to you one day.

The two had no children all their lives, and all their last property was donated to charity organizations. Because of her kindness, Xiaomi also entered the organization to help more people.

Her life is no longer as hopeless as before, and her life has a little more motivation.

The world is over.

In the space filled with white jasmine.

"Small, why is your space full of jasmine flowers?"

"It doesn't matter that you've spent half your life collecting jasmine flowers. I'm afraid you won't get used to it, so I prepared a surprise for you. How about it? Are you happy?"

It was not easy for Yunyan to hear the emotion called excitement from its cold Zhengtai tone.

"Can your flower compare to the real thing? Look at it yourself, how plastic is it? It looks real from a distance, but what is it up close?"

Yun Yan still wants to continue talking, anyone who has watched something for half his life will know it very well, and if he sees a professional mistake, he will have to correct it.

Xiaodian waved his hand domineeringly, and the space instantly turned into a sci-fi style, and even the flying saucer on it was lifelike.

"I'm going, little bitch, are you charging money in this interface now? It's so real, the planets seem real."

Xiao Dian looked up proudly, "Of course I have to recharge, but it cost a lot of money."

So those jasmines just now were actually gifts, right?Buy this space as a gift.

Yunyan's eyes completely revealed her doubts, Xiaodian turned around and took out a bag of mochi, gnawing on it, it received the host's information, but it didn't have the courage to face it.

The Jasmine space just now is actually not even a gift, it is a gift of gifts, the gift is the world of roses, but it dislikes being too popular.

So Jasmine accepted this corner, originally wanting to gain a good impression in front of the host, so that she could continue to work hard to complete the task.

After all, rewards and punishments can motivate employees, but unfortunately, the host is too smart.

Ugh.

"Yanyan, do you want some mochi? Matcha flavored, produced by the system."

"Eat! You must eat. If you eat poorly, you won't want to change another space for me, hum!"

It's really not kind to be poor with a little bit of noun, but after thinking about it, this is its space, and it can do whatever it wants.

Thinking of this, it suddenly became stiff again, so I will give you a bag, and then you will not be able to eat anything.

Yun Yan: "???"

What do you mean you can't eat?
(End of this chapter)