by February Cat
1.
Mr. H’s favorite is the perfume Baihe.
Elegant, beautiful and calm.
So he would give each of his lovers a pot of perfumed lilies, and then have a tryst with each of his lovers in a room filled with the fragrance of flowers.
If his women put perfume lilies on the balcony, it would be a hint that he could have a romantic night with them tonight.
Mr. H also has a home, but he rarely goes back. Because a well-regulated family life is a kind of constraint for him.
What’s the point of going back to a home like this when you face that yellow-faced woman at home every day?
Dull, boring, lackluster.
The only things we have to do every day are breakfast, lunch and three meals; there are also various chores around the house; the only things we can talk about are the three old sentences: good morning, good afternoon and good night.
He wanted to be a butterfly flying among perfumed lilies, to taste the sweetness of the dew from different stamens, and to pick up the fragrance of different lilies.
Life without home is like a paradise where you are always carefree and free.
He can spend the night at different women's homes as he pleases.
He has countless names listed in the address book, and every woman is waiting for his arrival at home.
This is a paradise. Mr. H said it again in his mind.
He rang the doorbell, straightened his tie, and his face was full of energy. He once again made an appointment with a woman on Momo who invited him home.
What was displayed on the chat interface was a photo of a plate of perfume lilies placed on the balcony.
He gave her a bottle of perfume, and the next day, she couldn't wait to put it on the balcony.
Another romantic encounter!
Mr. H straightened his back and raised a perfectly curved smile on his lips. He knew that his smile was the most charming.
At this moment, the lock spring hesitated, there was a "click", and the door opened...
2.
Mr. H touched his chin and looked around All around, "Your home is quite beautiful."
A slender figure was making tea with her back to him.
The voice coming from behind was like the call of an oriole, as gentle as a song, "My husband died early and he has been living alone."
"Drink tea," she turned her head, Put the freshly cooked Biluochun in front of him.
Mr. H put the green tea into his mouth, and the fresh fragrance of tea hit his nostrils. He couldn't help but praise: "Good tea!"
The woman in front of him lifted up a strand of hair , with a face like a peach and plum, a pair of round almond eyes shimmering, "This is Dongting Biluochun shipped from Jiangsu."
Her movement is very charming, and has no resemblance to the simplicity of her appearance. For some reason, Mr. H always felt that this action seemed familiar.
But with the beauty in front of him, how could he think of anything else?
"Good stuff!" Mr. H immediately agreed. He understood women's thoughts very well and knew that such an answer would make him appear to have superior taste and arouse her favor. So he added, "Jiangsu is the birthplace of Biluochun."
The woman smiled sweetly, which made him feel a surge in his heart, "Good tea must be paired with a good person like you, Mr. H! ”
Mr. H smiled “heehee” and always felt elated when faced with compliments. He decided to launch a further offensive, "Miss Y, won't you show me around the upstairs?"
Downstairs is the living room, and upstairs is the bedroom. The meaning of this sentence is self-evident.
Miss Y really understood after hearing this.
She stood up, her eyes as charming as silk, "The perfume lily you bought smells so good, so I put it on the windowsill upstairs." After that, she twisted the water snake's waist and led him Mr. H walked upstairs.
Mr. H watched her graceful figure twisting and walking forward in front of him, his eyes widened as he looked at her. When he thought that he was going to enter her bedroom next, he drooled with excitement. It's flowing out.
He loosened his tie, and a drop of sweat rolled down his head. Mr. H wiped it off carelessly, and his whole body felt as hot as fire.
"This is the perfume lily you gave me," Miss Y opened the curtains of the bedroom, revealing a pot of white and pink perfume lilies, with buds and stamens, and green leaves spreading out like jasper, and it was suddenly full of fragrance. room.
Mr. H didn't care about perfume lilies. He approached Miss Y's ear and said, "You are so much more beautiful than perfume lilies..."
"Really?" Miss Y opened her almond-shaped eyes innocently, showing a girl-like innocent and beautiful expression, which made Mr. H lustful. He could no longer hold back his hands and pounced on her.
However, the face of the woman in front of him suddenly disappeared, replaced by darkness...
3.
"Are you awake?"
What woke Mr. H up was Miss Y’s sweet and moving voice.
Mr. H discovered that he had been tied to a chair at some point. Miss Y was looking at him with a smile, her face calm and playful, her eyes like a cat playing tricks on mice.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
"Shh..."
Miss Y stretched out her finger and placed it in the center of her lips.
Her eyes were still playful, and she slowly touched Mr. H's handsome face with her hand and said, "You must be thinking, who am I? Why should I tie you up?"
"You should still remember that when you first gave Perfume Lily to someone 20 years ago, you sent it to her hospital bed on the pretext of visiting her, right?"
Mr. H's entire Everyone froze.
"You know that for her, perfume lilies are deadly poison. Because once the lilies bloom, toxins will enter her failing heart from the respiratory tract, so you deliberately hid the flowers in the large area Inside the carnation, kill her."
Miss Y told the story of the past in a gentle voice, but her eyes became colder and colder.
Mr. H struggled more and more fiercely, but no matter how he moved, he could not break free from the restraints on his body.
"After that, you took advantage of the situation and married her daughter, and your official career has been prosperous since then."
Miss Y's eyes seemed to be covered with frost. , with a hint of murderous intent overflowing, "Gradually, you got tired of your first wife, relying on your official position to have extramarital affairs with people in the office; days like this still failed to satisfy your lust, so you began to be merciful and make friends in various ways. The software searched for flowers and never came home. "
"But did you know that your abandoned wife has suffered from depression, but she worked hard to make money for her daughter, and she was an orphan and a widowed mother?"
After the words fell, Miss Y rushed to Mr. H, "Father, please tell me, how can I repay you for such deep hatred?"
She said Pulling the smelly socks out of Mr. H's mouth, Mr. H was already so frightened that he couldn't even speak coherently.
"I...I...will...give you...a lot of money."
Miss Y sneered, "Do you smell it? There are many lilies of the valley planted here. Decorating this flower house is... In order to let you die here one day!"
Lily of the valley is extremely poisonous, especially the water in which the lily of the valley has been soaked. The poisoned person will suffer from dizziness, hallucinations, vomiting and nausea, and finally die of heart failure like her grandmother. exhaustion.
Miss Y pushed out the door without looking back, leaving Mr. H alone inside. The fragrance of flowers was overflowing inside, and large swaths of lilies of the valley were immersed in the water, forming a white ocean that surrounded Mr. H. In the middle, it looks like a charming dream...
4.
Miss Y locked the door, walked out of the greenhouse and came to an open space outside.
A white-haired woman was kneeling in the open space. In front of her was a tombstone with the words "Dead Mother" written on it.
She picked up a strand of her white hair, tied it behind her ears, and said, "Is the matter done?"
Miss Y said, "The person is dead."
The woman looked at the tombstone quietly, her tears no longer able to be restrained from rolling down. Slowly, slowly, the corners of her mouth opened, revealing a smile as pure and innocent as a girl...