Sir,Your Wife Escape Again

Bai Xian made do with the staircase on the first floor of the storeroom of the dance hall. He didn't live in a proper room.

In the cold winter, he had no bed, just a broken mattress, which was given by the people in the dance hall.

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

More than five in the morning, he woke up, ready to change shifts.

He simply combed, put on his clothes, and looked up to see haoxue coming out from 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 sings a little fame. She has a separate room, but she doesn't allow Bai Xian to live in.

See him wake up, haoxue ran to him, rushed to his arms.

She has a good smell of incense, which is the smell of a warm quilt in a high bed all night.

Embrace only a few seconds, she let go of Bai Xian.

She is a petite person, so she back, back three stairs, this can see clearly Bai Xian's face, eyes and his level.

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

She is a woman with delicate features. Even if she is exposed to the dust, she is very charming.

Bai Xian said nothing.

Haoxue sighed: "I didn't get drunk at that time. I knew it clearly, but I couldn't control myself, especially when I was drunk.

I hate this world. I hate my parents who abandoned me when I was young. I hate those people in welfare hall and those guests. My heart is too bitter, only you are still by my side.

Except for you, I have nothing to do that. I'm so damned. I had a dream yesterday that you disliked me and left by yourself. Stone, will you despise me? "

"No Bai Xian's voice was low and stuffy, as if he had smoked all night and his voice was bad.

Haoxue began to laugh.

She said, "if the stone means what he says, then I can rest assured. I've saved a lot of money recently. In another year and a half, we can get away. Stone, we'll go to the countryside and buy land then. Can you farm it? "

Bai Xian didn't answer.

Haoxue continued: "no, it doesn't matter. You can learn. You can learn everything quickly. When we have leisure time, we can go fishing and catch loach. A group of children are running around us. "

Bai Xian made a sound.

Haoxue stretched out her hand and touched his face: "look at me, this early in the morning, I don't have any of these. All right, you go to work. Be smart. "

Bai Xian went out again.

When he came to the door of the dance hall, someone whistled at him.

He saw the man, from the ninth master.

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

Bai Xian went over and opened his pocket. It was full of rice, more than 50 Jin.

Zhang Xinmei looks at Si yuzao's face and knows that all the rice Gu Zhen bought yesterday is gone, so she specially asks someone to send it.

Bai Xian numbly carried up and went to the broken alley where Gu Zhen lived.

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

The companion stayed up all night, yawned and turned away.

Bai Xian shouldered the rice again and went to the door of Gu Zhen's house.

Gu has got up and is making breakfast.

When she saw him, she lowered her eyebrows. As if she couldn't see him, she continued to turn on the stove and reheated the rice porridge that had been cooked in the middle of the night last night.

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

Gu was surprised.

"What is this?" Gu asked.

Bai Xian did not answer, turned back to his original monitoring position, did not speak.

Gu Xu opened his pocket and saw the rice.

This is long grain japonica rice, which is more expensive than what she bought, and there are many.

She looked at Bai Xian's direction again.

Bai Xian's eyes were cold, and he was fierce.

Gu Wei felt that it 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 be kind to her, not to mention that she is still a little aunt.

Gu Zhen had a hard time pushing such heavy rice home.

She spent a lot of effort, tired out of sweat in the cold winter.

Busy, she suddenly to the door of Bai Xian called: "hello."

Bai Xian looks at her.

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

Bai Xian, speechless, walked into her room.

He followed her every day, but never came in.

The room was small and dark. It is said that the old house has a lingering musty smell, but she does not have it here, with a faint smell of orange peel.

Bai Xian saw that she lit a small stove under the window with grapefruit peel on it.

He did not say two words, came forward to help her carry rice, poured into the jar.He had a lot of strength. Gu Zhen was so tired that he could not carry a bag of rice. He picked it up easily.

When he had finished, he asked, "is there anything else to do?"

Gu Xu pointed to the table.

On her small dinner table, there are already two bowls and chopsticks, rice porridge, steamed buns and a plate of pickles.

"You haven't had breakfast yet, have you? Thank you for sending me back yesterday. Otherwise, I would have been frozen if I had been caught in the rain all the way by myself. " Gu's voice is low.

Bai Xian looked at the breakfast on the table, and his expression was stunned.

He was silent for two seconds. Then he grabbed two steamed buns, served rice porridge and walked out of her room.

He leaned against the wall, quietly stuffed the two steamed buns in his hand, and drank two mouthfuls of porridge.

Rice porridge is very hot. In such a cold winter, drinking it can warm people's internal organs.

Bai Xian leaned against the wall and drank.

He took the last sip, remained silent for a long time, went back and put the bowl at the gate of her yard.

After 20 minutes, Gu Zhen went out, picked up the bowl, locked the door and went to work.

Bai Xian sat on a stone stool on the ground floor of their newspaper office.

Nearly ten o'clock, he found someone looking at him upstairs, so he raised his eyes.

Just hit the eyes of Gu Zhen.

Gu Wei smiles.

A moment later, she came down and gave him a Book: "this is a novel. You can read it, or it will be boring."

Bai Xian didn't answer.

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

Gu Zhen's hand is stiff.

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

Gu Zhen is so embarrassed that he can't find a hole to get in. She turned pale and slowly withdrew her hand. There was a voice in her heart asking herself, "what do I want to do?"

"Miss Gu." When a car stopped, the man leaned against the door, wore glasses, and looked a little wary. "Miss Gu, are you in trouble?"

Gu Zhen returns to his mind.

Her face is very ugly, quickly back: "no, Luo Zhubi, is known."

Who do you know?

Bai Xian felt that this sentence was inexplicable.

He sat down again and looked at the street view in boredom.

After seeing Gu Xu home that day, he changed shifts with his companions. He still went to the dance hall to help bring tea and water, and then wash the dishes.

He doesn't do this every day, but he helps occasionally. After all, he is given a stairwell.

this dance hall is also hung on the bright side of the business, the manager is clearly hung man, secretly is also the eyes of nine.

Yesterday that little dancer, and crowded to his side: "white brother, are you ok?"

The dancer, surnamed sun, is said to be the daughter of a scholar's family. Her father was infected with opium and destroyed her family. Her family is in debt. She's only 17 years old. She hasn't finished middle school, so she can't find any other business. So she has to be a dancer to pay the debt and support her family.

She has an unusual favor for Bai Xian. Even though she was humiliated by haoxue yesterday, she still came to him.

Bai Xian didn't want to make trouble for others.

Whether he responds or not, he will hurt other people's little girl, and he has no ability to save people's family from suffering. He simply pretends to be indifferent and loves to answer her.

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

Xiaosun quickly waved: "sister haoxue is drunk, I know, she is usually good to me."

Bai Xian looked at her: "Xiao Sun, can you read?"

"Yes." Xiao Sun Dao. She had been studying for many years, but for the family accident, she could be a small clerk and earn a small salary.

Bai Xian hesitated for a long time: "can you teach me how to read?"