imperial psychologist

Chapter 496

After the two of them sat down for a while, the laughing alarmed the guarded turtle claw, and he came over cursingly, ordering the two of them not to rest, and to go to work immediately after eating.

Bai Ling and Ai Songqing glanced at each other, only then did they realize that they had really lost their minds just now, the two stood up holding back their laughter, patted the ashes on their bodies, and continued to work hard for the second half of the day.

They wipe the same tables, chairs and floors as yesterday.Even though it was only a day later, these things became just as messy again today.

Even if they cleaned them up now, when they came back tomorrow, there would still be dust from the guests' feet from last night, and the powder from the dancer's face.

The railing outside is also stained with dust blown by the wind, and there is still dripping red wax under the lanterns inside the house.

Wipe it every day, and it will be ashes every day, but you still have to wipe it every day...

Bo Ling suddenly felt that he really became Sisyphus in the myth, pushing the huge boulder up the mountain with difficulty day after day.

By the second day, everything was back to square one.

She remembered an argument she had with Bai Yi about Sartre and Camus... If Bai Yi was still around now, she would have many new insights and wanted to talk to him.

The movements in Bo Ling's hands couldn't help but slow down a little.

After being sent to Baihuaya for so many days, it was the first time that she felt a little lonely in the heavy labor.

……

At night, they were sent back to the tower again.

Today, most people were assigned much heavier tasks than before—probably because of the unpleasant morning, and the Turtle Claws immediately taught them a lesson that day.

The four girls who haven't eaten all day are curled up on the bed at the moment. They really don't have the strength-these four people were assigned the heaviest work today, and one of them passed out directly in the afternoon, and then passed out on the second day. In the cold spring of the month, he was directly awakened by the whipping of the turtle's claw.

As soon as Bo Ling and Ai Songqing entered the room, they felt that the room was obviously quiet.

Everyone looked at them, and then everyone looked back.

Bo Ling still went to her small den in the northwest corner as usual—but the sack she used to lay the floor was gone, and after a closer look, she found that the thin blankets of her and Song Qing were damp and damp, which was obviously caused by someone Watered.

Such a quilt would definitely not be able to be covered at night.

"Who did it?" Burling asked.

No one answered, she turned around, glanced at everyone in the room, and asked again, "Who did it."

Looking over at Ai Qian who was sitting on the bed in the house, Bai Ling saw the girl smiled silently.

Bai Ling dropped the wet blanket in his hand, walked straight to Ai Qian, "It's you."

"It's me." Ai Qian raised her pale face and met Bai Ling's condescending gaze, "What do you want—"

"It's easy to admit it." Bo Ling said softly, "You are also quite open, very good."

As soon as the words fell, Ai Qian felt a chill all over her body, and her blanket was lifted up by Bai Ling——Bai Ling came over to snatch her blanket just like that.

Ai Qian yelled, and hurriedly grabbed a corner of the blanket, but she had no strength in her hands, and she fell directly to the ground under the pull.

"Don't go too far, Berlin!"

The girls on the side quickly stepped forward to help Ai Qian - they hadn't paid much attention to the dispute between the two, but they never thought that Bai Ling would directly bully the weak like this!
They helped Ai Qian to sit back on the bed, and one of them yelled at Bo Ling, "Ah Qian, she hasn't eaten all day today, if she catches cold again and gets sick—"

"She will get sick if she gets cold, but I won't get sick if I cover a wet blanket at night?" Bo Ling asked, "What's the point?"

The girls froze for a moment, but quickly realized.

"Why do you...why don't you have any attitude of introspection?"

"Yeah, you not only caused a few of them to be beaten today, but also caused all of us to do heavy work for a day! Don't you feel that what you did is wrong, and you don't feel sorry for anyone!?"

Bo Ling folded Ai Qian's blanket a few times and held it in his arms, "You choose the road yourself, and of course you have to bear the price yourself."

"We'll figure out a solution in the front, and you'll tear things down in the back!" Ai Qian cried out behind Bai Ling, "You will have retribution!"

"What retribution?" Bai Ling looked at her, "... Do you want to eat more fried rice every morning?"

Ai Songqing burst out laughing, and then realized that this occasion really shouldn't laugh, she lowered her head in embarrassment, and grasped her sleeves tightly with both hands.

"You still have the nerve to say it?" The girl who had been supporting Ai Qian stood up, "The hunger strike that everyone agreed to observe the festival, because you broke the rules alone, it ended up like this!"

"Did you serve the bowl at the front end by yourself in the morning?" Bo Ling looked at her, "Did I force you to eat it?"

The girl was taken aback for a moment, and then she said angrily, "If it wasn't because you gave in first, why would everyone give up all of a sudden!"

"...Listen," Bai Ling said softly, "You gave up because you were afraid of whips and those tortoise claws that slapped people, not because I gave in. You are angry now, not because of how high-minded you are, but because you There are many people."

"Since you know we have a lot of people, put down Ah Qian's blanket!" the man gritted his teeth and scolded, "We have received our punishment, and you will receive yours too!"

Bo Ling ignored her and turned around to leave. At this moment, several people came up to block her way with indignation on their faces.

"Put down the blanket!"

"lay down!"

"Ah Qian just wet your blanket!! She should have splashed water on your face—"

Bo Ling glanced at her, and said word by word, "I warn you, if you don't get out of the way, I will call someone."

"Calling someone?" The girl in front of her laughed, "Who do you think will come to rescue you in this kind of place?"

"No one will come to rescue me." Bo Ling said softly, "But if I disturb the turtle claws downstairs, they will come up to see."

The girl in front of her shivered slightly.

"Want to be whipped?" Bai Ling tilted his head slightly and asked softly, "Together?"

Following Bo Ling's words, they loosened their grip on the thin blanket.

The person nearby sighed, and said sadly, "Hey... let's all take a step back. Let's not have this kind of infighting anymore..."

"Everyone calm down, and speak up if you have something to say... Let's not hurt our peace."

"If you have the time to engage in such little tricks, why not use your brains." Bo Ling whispered, "What were you thinking when you met on a hunger strike last night? Hungry for a meal, crying like rain, Baihuaya will let you go Well, do you really treat the bustard as your own mother...

"I've been here for so long, don't you feel anything is wrong?"

Everyone looked at Berlin.

"...what's wrong?"

"The bustard keeps saying that she spent a lot of money on us, and she doesn't do business that loses money, so she wants us to work hard." Bai Ling said softly, "But in a place like Baihuaya, let everyone be as beautiful as a flower The lady wipes the floor... Isn't this a profitable business?

"You gentlemen are versatile. Even if you don't show your head and show your face every night, send it behind the curtain, play a little song and sing a song, you can probably get a lot of money in one night... The money you earn should be able to hire a lot of people. Real labor. Let them do the rough work, and they will be more efficient than us.

"So what exactly does that bustard want to do?" Padding paused, "Aren't you curious?"

The room fell silent again.

Among the peacemakers, Bai Ling glanced at Ai Qian again.The little girl was sitting on the bed, trembling with anger, her little face was pale, and the eyes she stared at her were plainly annoyed.

This gaze suddenly made Bo Ling feel somewhat familiar—annoyed, wronged, unwilling...but helpless.

When was the last time I saw such eyes.

Bai Ling lowered his head and smiled.

"I think it's so easy to go on a hunger strike. There will be a tortoise claw delivering food tomorrow morning. You can continue, but I will not participate in it at all. From now on, none of you will trouble me about this matter again."

she said softly.

(End of this chapter)