The Epic Revenge Chapter 1713: I can’t read

Bai Xian made do with the stairwell on the first floor of the ballroom storage room. He didn't live in a serious house before.

In the cold winter and twelfth lunar month, he has no bed, just a broken mattress, which was given by the people in the ballroom.

Fortunately, he is strong and not afraid of the cold.

After five in the morning, he woke up and was ready to change shifts.

He simply groomed and put on his clothes. When he looked up, he saw Hao Xue walking out from the upstairs.

This side is connected to the dance hall in front. The first and second floors are storage rooms, and the third and fourth floors are dormitories for singers and dancers.

Hao Xue sang a little fame, she has a separate room, but she does not allow Bai Xian to live in.

Seeing that he was awake, Hao Xue ran towards him and threw himself into his arms.

She has a nice smell of incense, the smell of the warm quilt on a high bed all night.

The hug only took a few seconds, and she let go of Baekhyun.

She is a petite person, so she stepped back, three flights of stairs, so that she could see Bai Xian's face clearly and her eyes were level with his.

"Did I get drunk again last night?" She smiled.

She is a woman with delicate features, even if she is stained with dust, she is very charming.

Bai Xian was silent.

Hao Xue sighed: "I was not drunk at the time, I was clear in my heart, but I couldn't control myself, especially when I was drunk.

I hate this world, I hate my parents who abandoned me since I was a child, I hate those people in Welfare Hall, and I hate those guests. My heart is too bitter, only you are by my side.

I don't have anything but you, so I'm so **** good at you. I had a dream yesterday that you disliked me and left by yourself. Stone, will you despise me? "

"No." Bai Xian's voice was muffled, as if he had smoked cigarettes all night and his throat was sore.

Hao Xue laughed.

She said: "Stone says it counts, so I can rest assured. I have saved a lot of money recently, and in another year and a half, we will be able to get out. Stone, then we will go to the countryside to buy land. , do you know how to farm?"

Bai Xian didn't answer.

Hao Xue continued: "It doesn't matter if you don't, you will learn. You can learn everything quickly. When the farming is slack, we can still go fishing and catching loach, and a group of children will run around us."

Bai Xian hummed.

Hao Xue reached out and touched his face: "Look at me, it's early in the morning, I don't have any of these things. Okay, let's go and do things, be smart."

Bai Xian hummed again and walked out.

As he walked to the door of the ballroom, someone whistled at him.

He saw that person, from Jiuye's side.

The man pointed to a pocket not far away, turned and disappeared at the end of the street.

Bai Xian walked over and opened his pocket to see that it was full of rice, weighing more than fifty pounds.

Zhang Xinmei looked at Si Yuzao's face and knew that all the rice Gu Yun bought yesterday was gone, so she specially ordered someone to bring it.

Bai Xian carried it up indifferently and went to the broken alley where Gu Yun lived.

He first hid the rice at the entrance of the alley, and then went to change shifts with his companions.

The companion stayed up all night, kept yawning, turned and walked away.

Bai Xian carried the rice again and walked to the door of Gu Yun's house.

Gu Yun has woken up and is making breakfast.

Seeing him, she lowered her eyebrows and pretended she couldn't see him, and continued to turn on the stove to reheat the rice porridge that had been boiled in the middle of the night last night.

Bai Xian put rice at her door, blocking her way back to the house.

Gu Yun was taken aback.

"What is this?" Gu Yun asked.

Bai Xian didn't answer.

Gu Yun opened his pocket and saw Mi.

This is long grain japonica rice, which is more expensive than what she bought herself, and a lot.

She looked in Bai Xian's direction again.

Bai Xian's eyes are cold, and people look fierce.

Gu Yun felt that this must have been sent by Zhang Xinmei. Although Zhang Xinmei pressed for the whereabouts of the documents, she always remembered that she was Si Yuzao's aunt.

Even if it is a dog raised by Si Yuzao, Zhang Xinmei will treat her kindly, not to mention that she is an aunt.

Gu Yun had a hard time pushing such a heavy piece of rice home.

She gave up a lot of energy, sweating all over in the cold winter and twelfth lunar month.

Already busy, she suddenly called out to Bai Xian at the door: "Hello."

Bai Xian glanced at her.

"Can you help me pour the rice into the rice jar?" Gu Yun said, "I really can't carry it..."

Bai Xian walked into her room without a word.

He followed her every day, but never came in.

The room was small and dim. It is said that the old house has a lingering musty smell, but she didn't have it here, with a faint scent of orange peel.

Bai Xian saw that she had ordered a small stove under the window, and the grapefruit peel was roasted on the stove.

He didn't say a word, he stepped forward to help her carry the rice and poured it into the jar.

He was so strong that Gu Yun was so exhausted that he couldn't carry a bag of rice, so he picked it up easily.

When he was done, he asked, "What else is there to do?"

Gu Yun pointed to the table.

On her small dining table, there are already two sets of tableware, rice porridge, small buns, and a plate of pickles.

"It's so early, you haven't had breakfast yet? Thank you for sending me back yesterday, otherwise I'll get cold all the way in the rain by myself." Gu Yun's voice was low.

Bai Xian glanced at the breakfast on the table, his expression stunned.

He was silent for two seconds, then grabbed two buns, brought rice porridge, and walked out of her room with his head down.

He leaned against the wall, silently stuffed the two steamed buns in his stomach, and drank two more mouthfuls of porridge.

Rice porridge is piping hot. In such a cold winter, drinking it can warm up one's internal organs.

Bai Xian leaned against the wall and took a sip.

After taking his last sip, he was silent for a long time, then walked back and put the bowl at the door of her yard.

Gu Yun didn't go out until 20 minutes later, picked up the bowl, locked the door and went to work.

Bai Xian sat on a stone stool downstairs in their newspaper office.

At about ten o'clock, he noticed that someone upstairs was looking at him, so he raised his eyes.

Just happened to hit Gu Yun's eyes.

Gu Yun smiled.

After a while, she walked down and gave him a book: "This is a novel, you can read it, otherwise it will be boring to sit there."

Bai Xian didn't answer.

His expression is cold and his voice is not so friendly: "I can't read."

Gu Yun's hands froze.

Bai Xian looked down at her and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Gu Yun was so embarrassed that he couldn't find a hole to burrow into. Her face was pale, she slowly retracted her hand, and a voice in her heart asked herself: "What do I want to do?"

"Ms. Gu." A car stopped, and the man leaned on the door, wearing glasses, and looked over with a little vigilance, "Ms. Gu, are you in trouble?"

Gu Yun returned to his senses.

She had a very ugly face, so she hurriedly walked back: "No, Master Luo, someone I know."

Anyone you know?

Bai Xian felt that these words penetrated into his heart inexplicably.

He sat down again, bored looking at the street scene.

After sending Gu Yun home that day, he changed classes with his companions. He still went to the dance hall to help with tea and water, and then washed the dishes.

He doesn't do this every day, he just helps out occasionally, after all, he was given a stairwell to live in.

This dance hall is also run by people from Hongmen on the surface, and the manager is from Hongmen on the surface, but secretly it is also the eyeliner of Jiu Ye.

Yesterday, the little dancer squeezed to his side again: "Brother Bai, are you alright?" The dancer's surname was Sun. I heard that she was the daughter of a scholar. Her father was infected with opium, which ruined the family. Her family owes a lot of debt, she is only seventeen years old this year, she has not finished high school, she can't find any other way to make a living, she has to come

Being a dancer, you can support your family while paying off your debts.

She has an unusual affection for Bai Xian, even though she was humiliated by Hao Xue yesterday, she still leaned over to him.

Bai Xian doesn't want to cause trouble for others.

Whether he responds or doesn't respond, he will hurt the little girl, and he is incapable of saving people from suffering, so he simply pretends to be indifferent and ignores her.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly became enthusiastic today: "I'm fine, I'm sorry for you yesterday."

Xiao Sun waved his hand quickly: "Sister Haoxue is drunk, I know, she is usually fine to me."

Bai Xian looked at her: "Xiao Sun, do you recognize the words?"

"I know." Xiao Sun said. She has studied books for many years, and if it weren't for an accident at home, she could be a small clerk and earn a meager salary. Bai Xian hesitated for a long time: "Can you teach me to read?"