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Chapter 280 The Bloody Enemy of the Desolate Teenager (4)

Just when Jiang Qing got up from the bed and wanted to see if there was anything at home that he could help with, there was the sound of a key turning at the door.

He turned around and saw a baby-faced girl about 1.6 meters tall coming back with a bag of fresh vegetables.

When Zhao Taoyao saw that he was awake, she raised her eyebrows and said, "Hey, you slept on my bed all night and finally woke up? It's already noon now. I went to the company and came back."

Jiang Qing was ill and went to the doctor last night. When he met Zhao Taoyao, he clung to it as if he had found a life-saving straw.

Now that he was awake and calmed down, he felt a little embarrassed when he saw Zhao Taoyao.

The four years he spent in a mental hospital almost made him lose the ability to communicate with normal people.

He looked at Zhao Taoyao and wanted to say something grateful, but when he opened his mouth, nothing came out.

Standing 1.78 meters tall in this rental house, he suddenly made the already small rental house look even more cramped.

Ruan Taoyao carried something in her hands, changed her shoes, entered the door, and bypassed Jiang Qing's kitchen inside.

She saw that Jiang Qing was still standing there, still wearing the dirty hospital gown from last night.

She held her forehead helplessly: "I didn't pay attention yesterday, but I saw you were so dirty today. It really made my bed dirty!"

Jiang Qing lowered his head and tugged at his dirty hospital gown, which was also a lot too short. A blush appeared on his pale cheeks, making him look even more cramped and pitiful.

Zhao Taoyao looked like "I can't do anything with you" and handed him a bag: "Forget it, I don't mean to blame you. When people are in trouble, I can only help within my ability."

you,

I bought you a set of clothes here. The bargains on the street stalls are cleaner and warmer than the hospital gown you are wearing. You should go take a shower and change into it first."

Jiang Qing took the clothes and didn't respond for a long time.

Zhao Taoyao waved her hand in front of him and asked tentatively: "Well, you're not a fool, are you? It's over. This time you brought a fool back."

Jiang Qing shook his head and said in a muffled voice: "I'm not a fool..."

"As long as you're not a fool," Zhao Taoyao pushed him to the bathroom: "Then go in and wash up and change clothes first. You should be able to eat when you come out. We'll talk about the rest after you wash up and come out."

"Um."

Jiang Qing responded, carrying his clothes into the bathroom. When he came out, there were two simple dishes and one soup on the small coffee table outside. Except for a bowl of shredded pork and stir-fried carrots with a bit of meat, the other dishes and one soup

It was all vegetarian, and the rice was thoughtfully served to him.

"Come and eat, you are so thin. There is food today, so hurry up and eat more." Zhao Taoyao greeted him.

Jiang Qing swallowed silently and sat across from Zhao Taoyao. He was obviously very hungry, and it had been a long time since he had eaten home-cooked food like this in the mental hospital.

However, his movements while holding the bowl and eating were still very gentle and restrained. It looked like he had been well-educated in the past. If Zhao Taoyao didn't give him more food, he would not even be embarrassed to pick up the food.

Zhao Taoyao observed silently, trying to figure out in her mind what kind of person he was. Now it seemed that he was a very tolerant and restrained person at a young age.

The meal came to an end very quickly, and no matter how slowly Jiang Qing deliberately ate later, what was supposed to come would still come, and there was no way to avoid it.

Zhao Taoyao put down the bowl and chopsticks, looked at Jiang Qing and asked: "Okay, now you can tell me about your situation. My name is Zhao Taoyao. I am 19 this year. My mother died of cancer last year and I owe a debt."

A lot of money has to be paid back,

This is where I live. Unfortunately, I just lost my job today. My poverty is obvious.

Okay, I'll take you in for one night anyway, and even if you don't want to reveal it, you can probably tell me about your situation and your plans for the future."

After asking, she muttered in a low voice: "Really, if it weren't for the emergency situation and your good looks, I wouldn't have saved you. I must have lost my mind at the time...

"

Her eviction order was obvious both inside and outside her words.

Jiang Qing's hand holding the bowl slowly tightened, the embarrassment on his face was obvious, but he still gritted his teeth and held on, not wanting others to see his vulnerability, and he was very strong.

He was silent for a while and then said in a low voice: "My... name is Jiang Qing. I am seventeen years old this year. I will be eighteen at the end of the year.

My parents passed away in an accident four years ago. My two uncles bullied me as a minor, took away my family's property, and even sent me to the hospital without caring about me.

I had a narrow escape from the hospital last night. I couldn't call the police. If my two uncles knew my whereabouts, they would take me back.

And now I have nowhere to go..."

Zhao Taoyao initially asked for Jiang Qing's information. He was obviously quite enthusiastic and wanted to know more about his situation. Then, if possible, he wanted to help him out.

But as soon as she heard his name, Zhao Taoyao's expression changed instantly. Her expression became more solemn as she went to the back, and the way she looked at him became a little subtle.

After Jiang Qing finished speaking for a while, she looked at him and said nothing for a long time.

Jiang Qing felt a little strange when she waited, waved her hand in front of Zhao Taoyao, and tentatively called out: "Sister Taoyao?"

Only then did Zhao Taoyao come back to his senses, looked at Jiang Qing and asked, "Did you just run out like this without bringing anything? Did you bring anything like your ID card? Take it out and show it to me."

Jiang Qing really took it with him, and he made complete preparations for this escape.

He handed the ID card that he kept close to his body to Zhao Taoyao: "Sister Taoyao, this is my ID card."

Zhao Taoyao took it and read the address of his hometown on his ID card in detail. His face instantly looked paler and even more wrong.

Under Jiang Qing's even more strange and confused gaze, Zhao Taoyao gave him his ID card, coughed slightly, and pretended to be fine and said, "The home on your ID card is still in a wealthy area..."

Jiang Qing thought she had misunderstood that he was a rich man, and quickly explained: "That was my previous address, and now that place has been taken away by my two uncles.

I am really penniless and homeless, I really didn’t lie to you..."

Zhao Taoyao, who was holding his hand tightly, handed back his ID card and tried hard to explain. Obviously he didn't say it directly, but he kept emphasizing that he was homeless and just wanted to stay.

Zhao Taoyao looked at him with complicated eyes: "You...how did you get into such a miserable situation?"

Jiang Qing didn't understand the meaning. He buried his head so deeply that he almost buried his face in his chest. His voice was so low that he could hardly hear it: "Because I'm useless. When my parents had an accident, I was too old."

When I'm young, I can't fight for myself..."

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