The Epic Revenge Chapter 1733: Gossip

Gu Yun thought it was the fourth uncle.

Unexpectedly, when I opened the door, what I saw was actually the son of the patriarch.

This man was in his early twenties, with a slick face, looking at Gu Yun with straight eyes: "Sister, I'll bring you some fish, I'll hit it myself."

Gu Yun's face was a little pale.

If she was a little bloody, she would close the door and throw the person out the door.

But her personality is really soft, and even if she is unhappy, it will not be embarrassing on the surface.

"No, I still have it at home." Gu Yun said, "I don't like fish very much."

"What do you like to eat, sister?" The man took a step towards the door.

He was about to go inside when he saw Bai Xian.

Baekhyun is really tall.

In the countryside of the south of the Yangtze River, the man is handsome, and his body is not too dominant. The son of the patriarch, he was considered a middle-aged man in the village, and was by no means short.

But when he stood in front of Bai Xian, he suddenly looked like an undersized boy.

The original Zhang Xinmei was also tall, but a head shorter than Bai Xian.

"What are you doing?" Bai Xian stood at the gate with a dark face and glanced at Gu Yun.

Gu Yun understood, and immediately retreated behind him, walking back by himself.

The patriarch's son called her in dialect, and she pretended not to hear.

A minute later, Baekhyun dismissed the man.

Gu Yun wanted to say that when she was fishing at the fish pond during the Mid-Autumn Festival last time, she stood by and waited, and the patriarch's son touched her back.

She's sure it was intentional, with a bit of a hooliganism.

So she burst into tears.

She didn't tell Bai Xian about this.

Bai Xian sent the patriarch's son, came back and said to Gu Yun: "Miss Gu, don't be afraid, this kind of person bullies the soft and fears the hard, you don't want to give him a good face in the future."

Gu Yun nodded.

This afternoon is very quiet.

They both sit at the table.

Gu Yun taught him at first, but after teaching, he practiced slowly, and she wrote something next to her.

Seeing her focused expression, Bai Xian secretly glanced at her.

After a few times, I found that she was very concentrated, and Bai Xian simply looked at her.

Her profile is delicate, her eyebrows are picturesque, but she has a natural tenderness.

She works slowly and speaks slowly. This kind of tenderness seems to be engraved in her bones, and then a little bit of it comes out, and a little bit is drawn with a pen tip on the brow.

This is just right.

Gu Yun took a rest, just in time to meet his gaze. The gaze hit her heart, and she hurriedly turned her eyes away.

She seemed to hear her own heartbeat.

It was so loud that her eardrums hurt.

"Miss Gu, what are you writing?" After a long while, she heard Bai Xian ask.

Gu Yun didn't know how to answer.

She waited for this gaffe to pass before she said: "A little article, talk about a current affairs some time ago."

Bai Xian immediately felt that she knew a lot.

"In the future, the newspapers will be too late, and the news will not be so well-informed. Do you still need to talk about current affairs?" Bai Xian asked.

"No, I will write stories later." Gu Yun said.

"What kind of story?"

Gu Yun was a little embarrassed: "Ghosts. My former colleagues said that they would open a column on ghost stories and ask for some good stories. There are often legends in the countryside, and they are all materials."

Bai Xian: "..."

He was surprised.

"Are you afraid?" he asked.

Gu Yun smiled shyly: "I haven't tried it yet, I don't know..."

"Then why would you want to try?" he asked again.

Gu Yun is not used to people paying too much attention to her, and wants to know everything about her.

She stood up uncomfortably and said she was going to get a glass of water.

Bai Xian hurriedly said: "I'll go down."

The conversation is interrupted.

Gu Yun secretly sighed in relief.

At dusk, smoke rose from the kitchen, wafting into the orange sunset. The smell of cooking fumes, mixed with the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus in the courtyard, is full of fireworks in the world, but it is better than the fairyland of Yaochi.

Gu Yun and Bai Xian had dinner, and the fourth aunt came.

She is not alone, with a middle-aged woman behind her.

The woman's eyes were gleaming, she slipped around Bai Xian first, and then looked at Gu Yun.

Gu Yun shouted something in dialect, but Bai Xian didn't understand.

"You go back to your room first." Gu Yun whispered to him.

Baekhyun nodded.

He closed the door to the two east bedrooms in the main room, and leaned behind the door, listening to the movement outside.

The woman was talking to Gu Yun.

She can speak very well, all in dialects like foreign languages, and Bai Xian can't understand half a word.

Gu Yun accidentally interjected.

At the end, Gu Yun stood up.

The woman's voice rose suddenly, like a reprimand.

Bai Xian immediately pushed the door and went out.

As soon as he came out, the arrogance of the woman who pointed at Gu Yun arrogantly weakened by half.

The aunt was in the middle, pulling the woman and pulling her out.

The woman kept pointing at Gu Yun.

Gu Yun's face is very ugly.

"What's wrong?" Bai Xian was worried about her, "What did she say?"

Gu Yun went to dial the kerosene lamp.

In this day and age, Shanghai is brightly lit, but in the countryside there is no electricity, so everyone lights up the lights.

She hesitated.

Bai Xian pulled her arm: "Miss Gu......"

With a little effort, the kerosene lamp in Gu Yun's hand fell to the ground and shattered.

The room was plunged into darkness, only Qionghua came in from the door, like frost on the ground.

In such darkness, a layer of ambiguity slowly creeps in.

Bai Xian's voice became lower: "Miss Gu......"

These three words drilled into his heart like a spell. He remembered that day, in desperation, he pressed her to the bed and kissed her fiercely.

Later, she didn't mention it, it wasn't disgusting, right?

How about kissing her again today?

But today there is no chief writer Luo, and there is no such strong despair, Bai Xian's courage will be greatly reduced, and he does not dare to take risks.

The more you cherish the person, the more careful you will be, and you will never make a mistake.

Gu Yun moved, wanting to withdraw his arm.

Bai Xian let go.

"It's fine." Gu Yun said, and she struck a match as she spoke.

Baekhyun helps her find another kerosene lamp.

The small flame was lit and closed in the lampshade, dim and quiet.

Bai Xian thought she wouldn't say anything, but she said, "Master Bai, when are you going back to Shanghai?"

Baekhyun froze.

He thought about it a lot.

He caused trouble for Gu Yun, and the countryman finally spoke up.

That woman must have come to teach Gu Yun a lesson.

Gu Yun has no choice. If she wants to live, she must drive him away.

He really can't live anymore.

Baekhyun gritted his teeth.

The ruined temple at the entrance of the village, even if he can't live, he will live there. He is soft and hard, and he wants to settle down in this village.

He doesn't want to leave.

His life is tied here, what else can he do when he goes back?

No one in this world is Gu Yun.

No one has such a showy temperament, and no one is as delicate as her.

Besides her, Baekhyun doesn't like anyone!

"...I'll go with you, and I'm going back to Shanghai." Gu Yun said the next sentence, unexpectedly.

Bai Xian stared at her blankly, thinking there was something wrong with his ears. Gu Yun added: "Let's go back, things in the clan are too annoying, and my mother and sister are not here, so I can't handle it well."