Genius commoner

Chapter 76

It would be dark in two hours, but Tang Xueyi was about to go to bed.

Only when you have recharged your energy and rested, will you have the strength to do what you need to do at night. Tang Xueyi's experience in the world is not rich, but he knows his own state well. When his body tells him to sleep, he will ignore the time He was going to sleep for a few hours, so he took a look around and sneaked into a fire escape.

There are no administrators here all the year round, and the tools are rusted.

So it became his temporary hiding place. Tang Xueyi spread a piece of cowhide hunted from Qinghai on the ground, and then poured it on it like a log. As soon as he lay down, he fell asleep almost immediately, but he immediately fell asleep. Waking up again, he didn't hear any sound, but an inaudible footstep woke him up.

He could tell that someone was near, and he was never wrong.

At this moment, Tang Xueyi's eyes flickered with murderous intent. He didn't think it was a tourist or an administrator. He had to hunt ruthlessly with the knife in his hand, and the distance of about three meters was already the limit of his safety.

Unexpectedly, the sound of footsteps stopped just at the edge three meters away. Tang Xueyi had been pretending to be asleep, but now he had to squint one eye.

Holding the bamboo knife, he waited patiently, as long as the opponent rushed in, Tang Xueyi would kill him with one blow.

The visitors outside the door were also as calm as water.

The wait felt long, as long as the endless night, and I don't know how long it took, the murderous intent in Tang Xueyi's eyes was reduced by half, he stood upright, walked steadily towards the door, and when he was about to open the door, he suddenly noticed The wooden door opened suddenly, the door was not blown open by the wind, the door was pushed open by someone.

It was a young man who opened the door, a familiar young man.

Tang Xueyi was not surprised, not even a bit surprised, as if he already knew that the other party would open the door at this time.

Ye Zixuan looked at him with a bright smile: "Long time no see."

Tang Xueyi's face was calm. He was not surprised by Ye Zixuan's appearance. Ever since he left Tang Gong and his name, he knew that the two would meet sooner or later, but he didn't expect that Ye Zixuan came So fast, he still took the initiative to find here. He is not used to enthusiasm, and his voice is a little cold: "Is there something wrong?"

"Of course there is something."

Ye Zixuan rubbed his shoulders: "If it's okay, who would stand here exhausted after rummaging through the entire park? You know, I've been looking for you for two hours." Then he raised his chin towards the poorly furnished room: "It's windy outside, why don't you invite me in for a sit down? We can chat while drinking tea."

"How do you say that we are also friends, and if friends come from afar, don't you welcome them?"

Tang Xueyi was still blocking the door, his expression as cold as ever: "I have no friends."

"But you consider me a friend in your heart."

Ye Zixuan also simply leaned against the door frame, crossed his arms and said, "If you didn't regard me as a friend, how could you come to open the door? How could you stand here and talk to me? With your character, I'm afraid that you will kill me early. Come on, forget it, if you don’t invite me in, I’ll invite you to drink, the weather is getting colder, drink to warm your body.”

He had already seen that there was no furniture in the tool room, let alone tea, so he deflected the conversation with empathy: "It is more effective than a cowhide blanket."

Like a hospitable boss, Ye Zixuan introduced Tang Xueyi with great enthusiasm: "When I was passing through the park just now, I saw a nice fish farm, where you can eat eight fish and freshly brewed mellow flower carvings. Think about it, grilled fish, thick soup, Huadiao, and a plate of peanuts, doesn’t it feel good?”

Tang Xueyi's face was indifferent: "I won't go."

He speaks very slowly and briefly, as if each word is thought out one by one, because as long as it comes out of his mouth, he must be fully responsible, so he never wants to say a word wrong , he refused Ye Zixuan's kindness very politely, but he loosened his hand holding the bamboo knife by two points.

Being rejected by Tang Xueyi consecutively, Ye Zixuan was not at all frustrated, as if he had expected his character: "Don't drink, let me treat you to dinner."

Tang Xueyi's tone was still cold: "Don't eat."

Facing this guy who was as hard as a rock, Ye Zixuan smiled wryly and said, "Don't invite me in, don't drink my wine, let alone eat my food, it seems that you are in a bad mood today, okay, I'll go first, Another day when you are in a better mood, I will bring good wine and good food to visit you, and then I can’t disappoint my friends any more.”

Then, he really turned around and left without dragging his feet.

Tang Xueyi narrowed his eyes: "I don't drink your wine, but you can drink mine."

Ye Zixuan turned and looked at him: "Why did you invite me to drink?"

Tang Xueyi's black pupils were cold: "I owe you an explanation."

After saying this, he closed the door of the tool room with his backhand. When he walked forward, he habitually looked ahead. It was a birch forest, peaceful and quiet, but why were his eyes so indifferent? Well, even if there is emotion, it is definitely not warmth, but pain, hatred, and sorrow!
"Missing 68 friends?"

Ye Zixuan's voice was soft: "They are fine, they are living well."

Tang Xueyi's body trembled when he heard the words, and he didn't seem to expect Ye Zixuan to know his own heart, but he quickly recovered his indifference like a rock, moved his feet and walked forward, obviously not used to communicating with others, Ye Zixuan looked lonely With a haughty back, he shook his head understandingly, then clapped his hands and followed.

Fifteen minutes later, there was a small noodle restaurant of fifteen square meters at the back gate of the park. Although the noodles were fragrant, the environment was really simple. It was just a house made of a few wooden boards and three small round tables. Usually, no one patronized it. It was not a meal at the moment. At 15:[-], no other guests appeared, except for the two, only the proprietress was left.

No, it's better to say the old woman than the proprietress. The old man's back is a bit rickety, and her hands and feet are not very good. Judging from the skin on her cheeks, she is not young, she should be at least 60 years old, and the simple environment , plus the old proprietress, the number of guests who usually help can be imagined.

"Xiao Tang, even if you don't invite me to eat prawns, you should also have pork belly**?"

Ye Zixuan followed Tang Xueyi into the noodle shop, and when he sat down in the corner, he glanced around. There was a yellowed menu on the wall, a tube of chopsticks on the table, and a big red stove at the door. There are two large pots with hot soup simmering inside. The soup is very hot and thick, dispelling the chill gathered at dusk.

Tang Xueyi responded to Ye Zixuan coldly: "I can only invite you here."

Ye Zixuan lost his temper: "Okay, I'll eat."

Tang Xueyi is obviously a regular customer here. He didn't order food at all, and the white-haired old woman got busy. While the two were chatting, she was carefully shoveling two poached eggs out of the pot with a spatula, and put them on the table. In the dish, her body was bent, her skin was shriveled, and her hands were rough from toil.

But her eyes were full of light and full of hope.

Tang Xueyi looked at Ye Zixuan coldly:
"If I tell you that she is only 33 years old, would you believe it?"

(End of this chapter)