Since ancient times, the world is so cold, and the autumn wind is short and warm.
"You want my people?!" A strange thought came into Zhou Yeqing's mind. Similarly, the drinkers in the building were not much better.
"This... is not good..." Zhou Yeqing said in a very embarrassed tone.
The woman crossed her legs, supported her chin with one hand, and stared at the boy with great interest.
"What's not good?"
Zhou Yeqing's face turned blue and white in turns, he scratched his head and muttered, but couldn't say a complete sentence for a while. The woman seemed to like teasing the boy, so she continued.
"If you don't say anything, I'll just assume you agreed?"
When Zhou Yeqing heard this, he became anxious, his face flushed, and he stammered: "I...I will not marry you as my wife."
The woman seemed to have been waiting for this moment for a long time. She was laughing so hard that she was laughing so hard. The golden cigarette was trembling in her hand. It took her a while to stop laughing.
"Okay! You little devil is so dirty in your heart that you actually want to take over my concubine."
The young man was dumbfounded again. He didn't understand what kind of medicine was sold in this gourd? Aren't the gourds filled with wine?!
After being teased by this woman, Zhou Yeqing gave up and sat down cross-legged in the building. Without looking at the woman, he stretched out his fingers and drew circles on the ground.
"You killed my steward, so you have to compensate me."
When Zhou Yeqing heard this, he was hit by a puff of smoke as soon as he raised his head. He immediately coughed and the woman's laughter was very pleasant and a little playful.
"No! I have something else to do and I can't stay here."
Zhou Yeqing only cared about his mother and Gillian in his heart and did not want to stay in Baihua Tower.
The woman looked very regretful, her beautiful eyebrows moved up and down, she looked at the cigarette and said softly: "In this case, I can't guarantee whether they can survive. After all, they are not from Baihualou, so
There’s no need to put in the effort to heal.”
Gou San and others helped the man up, brought him in, and walked past Zhou Yeqing and the woman. The man had been punched and kicked by He Guanshi before, but he still hadn't woken up.
When Zhou Yeqing heard this, he was unhappy again. He immediately stood up, walked up to the woman, stared at her and started to reason with her.
"It was your people who injured my uncle. How can we still cure him?!"
The woman pursed her lips, looking very innocent.
"But you also beat He Guanshi to death. I'll retaliate for retaliation. At worst, I'll let you go."
Zhou Yeqing was speechless, he couldn't say anything to this woman, and when he turned his head and saw a man dressed in blood and two dolls, he had no choice but to compromise.
"I can stay for a while, say yes! But it won't work for a long time..."
The woman nodded silently and stared back at the boy.
"ten years!"
"........no!"
"Five years!"
"...It doesn't work either! It's still too long."
After saying the number of years for two consecutive years, the boy rejected her. The woman raised her eyebrows and said with a crooked mouth: "Then how long can you tell yourself?"
Zhou Yeqing scratched his hands on both sides of his clothes, and then a few words came out of his mouth as if he was embarrassed.
"Can one day be enough?"
The woman seemed to be angry with Zhou Yeqing. She clicked a cigarette, stood up with her hands on her hips, and looked down at the sneer-faced boy from her plump chest.
"What did you say!!!"
"............"
A few days later, in front of Baihua Tower, a couple stood in front of the young man, holding two children.
"Uncle, be careful all the way."
The middle-aged man looked at the young man in front of him, feeling grateful in his heart. He handed the child in his hand to the woman next to him, and was about to kneel down to the young man. Fortunately, the young man had quick eyes and quick hands and caught him.
"Uncle, what are you doing?! Get up, get up."
The middle-aged man had tears in his eyes and words were hard to say in his heart. He didn't know how to thank and repay the young man in front of him.
"Little brother, just wait, my daughter will grow up soon, and she will definitely repay you!" The man said firmly with red eyes, resolutely.
Zhou Yeqing: "............"
On the pavilion, the woman who was called Madam was still lying there lazily, with a pair of eyes that seemed slightly drunk, looking at the helpless and red-faced young man below, and laughed out loud.
"What an interesting kid."
After some more greetings and instructions, the man finally took his family away and went home. Zhou Yeqing looked at the neatly arranged backs of the family, feeling very emotional and envious.
"Hey~ how long are you going to stay down there?"
The emotions that had finally been brewing were interrupted. Zhou Yeqing turned around unhappily, raised his eyebrows and looked at the sound. The woman stared at him innocently.
"Annoying!"
Zhou Yeqing stomped his feet, jumped to the balcony, and sat down next to the woman.
He picked up the cup and poured himself a cup of tea. As soon as the warmth entered his throat, he heard the woman's voice again.
"Xiao Langjun~ That is the cup I drank from, you..."
While talking, he also put up one sleeve to partially cover his face, looking like an extremely aggrieved little daughter-in-law.
"Pfft~"
Zhou Yeqing took a sip of water mist, creating a rainbow between him and the woman. With a gurgling sound in his throat, Zhou Yeqing slowly put down the cup numbly, as if no one would remember it.
"If you are like this...are you not indirectly communicating with me..."
Zhou Yeqing suddenly stood up. He couldn't bear it anymore and walked downstairs.
"I agreed that I would only stay for one year..." the young man emphasized again.
It was quiet again on the balcony, with only the woman alone. She picked up the cup, looked at a tall building in the distance, and drank it all in one gulp.
Zhou Yeqing went downstairs and wandered around Baihua Tower, looking here and there. Yes, he promised the woman to stay in Baihua Tower for a year and be a shitty steward in exchange for the man's family and the uncle and aunt who saved him.
safety and freedom.
This building really understands what it means to have a universe within it. When he was fighting with a few people that day, Zhou Yeqing was still wondering why they were divided into southeast, northwest and northwest. But now it seems that Baihua Tower is a city within a city, with all kinds of things.
We have everything, it’s like a world of its own, but we still get a small amount...
When people passing by saw Zhou Yeqing, they all stopped and bowed. They all knew that this young man was the new manager. But the strange thing was that Zhou Yeqing did not meet anyone who resisted him. Logically speaking, there should be many close associates of He.
That's right.
With this thought, coupled with inquiries along the way, Zhou Yeqing arrived at his destination.
He came to Xiyuan.
During the fight that day, he crushed Yao'e's body mask to pieces, damaging her skills. It took some time to recover, so the woman asked him to come to Xiyuan. If he met someone looking for trouble, go out and show his fists.
After entering the west building, there was a burst of piano music. Although Zhou Yeqing didn't understand the music, he still found it very pleasant, so he followed the sound and finally met the real person on the balcony of the west building, with his face covered by a veil.
It turned out that Yao'e was playing the piano.
As soon as Zhou Yeqing came in, the sound of Yao'e's piano stopped and he looked at the young man below.
"You're here."
Zhou Yeqing scratched his head uncomfortably, not daring to look at her, and agreed with a hum. There was a gauze on Yao'e's face, and there was no emotion visible, so Zhou Yeqing only heard her calling him to come up.
The two of them didn't talk when they came up. Yao'e started playing the piano again. Zhou Yeqing was bored and fell asleep while listening. He yawned and fell asleep next to her.
The sleep passed, and it was not until Zhou Yeqing felt a little cold that he woke up. When he looked up, the moon and stars were already sparse.
Yao'e was still there, but she no longer played the piano. She stood in front of the building railing and looked into the distance.
"You're awake."
"Um......"
The conversation between the two was very dry, and they probably didn't know what to say, so they fell silent again.
But not long after, Yao'e turned around, walked over and sat opposite Zhou Yeqing, picked up the teapot and poured tea.
"Thank you for that day."
Zhou Yeqing was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and understood what she was talking about.
"It's all as it should be."
"On the contrary, it was me who crushed your mask."
Yao'e raised her eyes and looked up at the young man sitting opposite, and saw the dry smile on his face, as if he was embarrassed, which made people smile.
"Actually, you are very powerful. You dare to challenge him, regardless of your identity and consequences."
"We also knew what he had done, but we didn't say anything and chose to turn a blind eye."
Zhou Yeqing didn't know how to answer this. Could it be that he said: "Yes?! That's right?!" Isn't this short-sighted? So Zhou Yeqing had no choice but to hold up the tea and take a gentle breath while taking advantage of the hot smoke.
"This tea is quite hot."
Yao'e took off the gauze on her face and held up the cup. Through the heat, Zhou Yeqing could really see the true face of the woman opposite him for the first time. For a moment, the hand holding the tea froze in mid-air.
She was very beautiful, if not for the other half of her face. The side of Yao'e's face that was wearing the mask was like a withered flower, with dry eye sockets, retracted lips, and half of her teeth exposed.
Zhou Yeqing looked at the face in front of him, as if a fairy and a ghost were born together.
"It's ugly, isn't it?" Yao'e noticed Zhou Yeqing's frozen hand, so she asked.
Zhou Yeqing realized that he was a little rude, looked back and took a sip of tea.
"what happened."
Yao'e put down the cup, touched her withered face with her warm hand, and closed her eyes, as if reminiscing about long ago.
"My father liked to gamble. He sold my mother when I was six years old. He came back at midnight the next day with bloodshot eyes. Then he pulled me out. I was scared, so I bit him, and he...
They poured something into me, and my face looked like this when I woke up, and then I met Madam."
Zhou Yeqing didn't expect that the woman opposite had such a life experience, and he felt very sorry. If it weren't for this, she should be a very beautiful and carefree girl.
"Have you seen him? After."
Yao'e's hands became cold, so she opened her eyes again, held up the tea cup, and said in a nonchalant voice.
"He died on the street. I took a look at him from a distance."
The two were silent for a while, and finally Yao'e broke the silence.
"I'll give you some tea, it's already cold."
Yao'e picked up a delicate pot and carefully poured hot tea for the young man in front of her.
"It's a little hot." Zhou Yeqing felt the warmth in his hands and let out a long breath, and the slight chill on his body also dissipated.
"It's better to be warmer. If it's warmer, it won't be so cold."
For a moment, the young man was in a daze, not knowing whether she was talking about tea or people.
Since ancient times, the world has been cold and cold, but the short autumn wind warms people's hearts.