Hot flashes and slim waist

Chapter 72 Strange Envelope

The staff member smiled and said: "Miss, this box does not belong to us. Our company will put the guests' belongings in special containers for sealing, and the key is the key to the door of the main door."

"As for this box, it belongs to your friend. Our company does not provide these items."

Even though Jiang Zhao was confused, she still took the iron box from the staff and thanked them.

Although the style of the box is very old, it is very novel.

There is only a small lock on it, with exquisite patterns carved on it.

Jiang Zhao returned to the apartment with the box.

Shi Yue told Jiang Zhao that she had found a part-time job. She slept during the day and went out to work at night. She had not seen her for several days and she was a little worried about her Shi Yue.

Shi Yue is often out of tune and doesn't know if he can continue.

Gollum.

There was a sound in his stomach, and Jiang Zhao remembered that he had not eaten anything after a busy day today, so he put the box in his bedroom.

He turned around and went to the kitchen, ordered himself a bowl of noodles, and brewed a cup of coffee.

The aroma of coffee hit her face and stimulated Jiang Zhao's taste buds, and the noodles in clear soup were eating with relish in her mouth.

After cleaning up, I took a shower. I lay on the bed and looked at the box in my hand, wondering what was in it.
Time passed minute by minute, Jiang Zhao was very confused, but in the end he still did not open the box.

She carefully placed the box in the combination box in her closet, and her intuition told her that now was not the best time to open the box.

Turning to look at the clock.

It's still early, so I took out the information from the file and continued working.

Why is there an envelope here?

Jiang Zhao was a little confused and took out the envelope from the folder.

The letter paper was very old and had nothing written on it.

After Jiang Zhao opened the envelope, he took out some paper and folded it several times.

At the front is a small note.

"Dear Miss Jiang, hello."

"If you want to see the content behind, then please do as I say now and log in to this email address according to the account number and password I provided you. Everything you want to know will be in it."

The account number and password were left at the bottom of the letter.

Jiang Zhao opened the website doubtfully and logged into his mailbox.

The mailbox is very clean, with only one unread email.

Jiang Zhao once again felt a pair of big hands controlling her, forcing her to turn on the bright red dot on the screen.

The air conditioner at home was obviously very low, but she was already sweating profusely.

The mailbox is densely packed with text, and there are some pictures loaded in it. One of the pictures does not fit into it at all.

Jiang Zhao was so scared that he covered his eyes when he saw it.

In the photos, every person is a familiar face.

During the fire, my father protected my mother under him, while other people around him fainted on the ground. Some people were leaning against the window, and their ferocious faces could be seen.

The windows on the first floor are surrounded by railings, and even if the glass is opened, there is no way to get out.

It was originally meant to protect the people in the room, but after the people inside were hurt, it became like a shackles, trapping the people inside and trying to escape.

Jiang Zhao suddenly felt a knot in his chest, which was even worse than when he saw the photos Xiao Rui accidentally put on the PPT.

She leaned back in her chair dejectedly, feeling like she was going to die soon.

His breathing became slower and slower, and the letter fell from his hand.The white paper instantly bloomed into red roses.

Everything she experienced 12 years ago came back again.

I thought I was already strong and no longer sad about the past, but tears still flowed down my cheeks. Why?
why?
Jiang Zhao's strength seemed to have been drained away. He no longer had the strength to roar and could only murmur.

Every photo in the email was a picture of a fire scene.

Before the fire… during the fire… and even after the fire.

The photos at every stage are taken with great clarity.

Before the fire broke out, everyone was sitting in the living room talking and laughing happily. My cousin and her mother and father jumped out.

Jiang Zhao didn't dare to think about what happened next. Every time he thought about it, it was like tearing open the scabbed wound again.

In the photo, a person's hands were accidentally captured, and Jiang Zhao was very familiar with these hands.

The ring on it had touched her skin before, how could she not recognize it?

And the owner of this ring also said that he would help her get revenge, and said that she would become the knife in her hand.

A glimmer of hope flashed in Jiang Zhao's eyes, but disappeared instantly.

The breeze drifted in from outside the window, blowing the white gauze curtains beside the window, like the shouts of relatives.

My mother also designed a brooch for Moonlight.

Jiang Zhao clearly remembers every product designed by his mother.

She put all her heart and soul into those products.

My mother is a particularly romantic person. She can treat everything in her hands with tenderness, and even find inspiration to bring out more of its beauty.

Jiang Zhaozai carefully read every photo in the mailbox and the paper on the envelope several times. When it was over, the time had already reached 2 o'clock in the morning.

The night is already deep, and even the moon has disappeared.

At this moment the door suddenly rang.

Without even thinking about it, Shi Yue must be back.

Listening to the noisy sound, Jiang Zhao probably drank a lot of wine, so he quickly wiped away the tears on his cheeks, gathered his mood, and hurried out of the bedroom to clean up Shi Yue's mess.

"You're up so late at night, why are you crying here?"

"A girl comes back so late and drinks. She smells of alcohol all over her body. She looks unseemly. I will tell the property manager tomorrow. Get out of here quickly."

"I'm sorry. I'm very sorry. My friend was a little unhappy today, so he drank too much and disturbed you to rest. I apologize to you."

Jiang Zhao hurriedly pulled Shi Yue into the room and changed her clothes thoughtfully.

Jiang Zhao felt a little tired after doing these things.

The makeup on Shi Yue's face was already smeared, so she didn't know what kind of work she was doing.

Jiang Zhao just got up and went back to sleep.

Shi Yue woke up suddenly: "Xiao Zhao, I have something to tell you."

Jiang Zhao looked at Shi Yue doubtfully: "What are you going to do?"

"I...I want to ask you, if one day we are no longer friends but enemies, will you shed tears because of this matter?"

"What are you talking about? Have you not sobered up yet? Since we said we would be lifelong friends, we will definitely be lifelong friends."

Jiang Zhao said, squatting down and lifting the quilt up again.

Maybe he can't keep up with Shi Yue's way of thinking. He usually drinks carelessly and then talks nonsense.

(End of this chapter)