When the apocalypse arrived, Rong Yao crawled out from a pile of corpses with all her memories lost. She was picked up by kind-hearted people and joined their team.
Her teammates each had the...
A weird statement.
"Sister, look at that bouquet of roses. It's so beautiful." Qiqi adjusted her schoolbag and stretched her neck to take a look.
She had just wanted to sigh casually, but the next second, she saw her sister walk to the car and start taking out money.
Her elder sister, who was always frugal and reluctant to buy anything for her on weekdays, actually... bought the bouquet of flowers that she had casually praised.
Qiqi was completely dumbfounded and took over the conversation in disbelief: "Sister...what's wrong with you today? Are you sick or have a fever?"
"Don't you like it? Take it and smell it." Lingxi handed the flowers over and gave the orange soda to Qiqi. "It's all yours."
"Wow, no way, sister, you make me so scared." Qiqi was surprised and happy holding the thing that was suddenly stuffed into her arms. She seemed to be teasing Lingxi, but she couldn't hide the happiness on her face, and her eyes kept looking back and forth.
The father listened to the sisters and laughed out loud. "Qiqi, your sister must be in a good mood," he said, taking out a handful of money from his pocket, "Let's go buy half a duck to eat at home. I'm in a good mood today too."
"Okay, okay." Kiki was the happiest one. She agreed repeatedly, as if she was afraid that her father would go back on his word.
Lingxi didn't object. She pushed her father for a while and nudged Qiqi with her elbow: "How is it? Do the flowers smell good?"
"It smells so good, sister, please smell it." Qiqi raised the flower in her hand.
Still no taste.
My heart couldn't help but skip a beat, and a strange feeling of unease kept spreading in my heart.
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