Chapter 181: Biting the Ear (13)
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Burn in the morning and burn in the evening. Looking at the fiery clouds in the sky, you know that the next three days will be spent in scorching heat.
Guo Qiaoyan stepped on the only shoe she had, a pair of high-heeled shoes, and left her home in the shantytown.
She works in a hair salon in a shanty town.
There are no barbers, no barbers, only a few girls' kind of hair salons.
Guo Qiaoyan is one of them.
Guo Qiaoyan was born into a working-class family, and secretly ran out of her home halfway through high school, and like all halfway children, her reason was "I don't want to".
I don't want to take the college entrance examination, I don't want to go to college, I don't want to follow the old path of others, and I don't want to be an ordinary person.
A statement that a discerning person can see through at a glance.
Don't want to? Hehe, it's incompetent, right?
I didn't study hard and knew that I couldn't pass the exam, so I didn't want to go in.
Eighty percent of those who can be admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University will not run away from home halfway.
Although this reason can't deceive others, it has deceived Guo Qiaoyan herself.
She firmly believes that she has chosen an alternative path, and she will definitely be different from those ordinary girls in the future.
She was indeed different from the other girls in the hair salon.
When others are waiting for business, they always get together in twos and threes to chat, and she sits quietly reading a book.
She likes to read Gu Long, and almost all of the money she earns buys Gu Long's novels except for eating and buying daily necessities.
Gu Long has many brilliant prostitutes, he describes them as deeply righteous, kind, courageous and wise, every time she sees the story of a prostitute and a hero falling in love and wandering the world, Guo Qiaoyan will have a deep resonance, and feel that the story was written for her.
One day, she will find her hero.
This kind of blind self-confidence adds a sense of detachment to Guo Qiaoyan, and guests can always notice at a glance Guo Qiaoyan sitting silently in the corner, which brings benefits to her business.
Soon, Guo Qiaoyan became the sign of the hair salon, and she was also a little famous in the shantytown, and if you want her to accompany her once, the price is not too expensive - after all, the consumption level of shantytown residents is limited - it depends on whether she has time.
Someone held it, Guo Qiaoyan commanded herself, and what she most often said to the sisters in the hair salon was:
Who says we sell meat? No! What we sell is time.
Although the sisters don't like Guo Qiaoyan, they think her words are very reasonable.
It's different to have ink in your stomach, and after she said this, the despicable profession has also become high-end.
She has become a "famous prostitute", and now, there is only one hero missing.
Soon, a guest really caught her attention.
A man named Yuan Xiaohu, except for being a little older, almost meets all her imagination.
Unlike shantytown dwellers who have never seen the world, this man has a sense of vicissitudes that have experienced great ups and downs.
No one knows when he moved here, why he moved here, and no one paid attention to him.
Only Guo Qiaoyan vaguely felt that this man did not belong here, and sooner or later, he would leave the shantytown and leave in style.
Guo Qiaoyan began to secretly pay attention to Yuan Xiaohu.
When she goes out to buy something, Guo Qiaoyan always takes a long detour and deliberately passes by his door.
Sometimes when she meets a man, she kindly gives a little of the snacks she buys to the man.
The man should really have no money to eat, and he doesn't refuse her kindness.
The two got acquainted with each other, and sometimes when a man had money, he would go to her to "spend", and when the man had no money, she had proposed that he should owe it first.
"Forget it, you can owe any debt, gambling debts and prostitution debts."
She always remembered the man's original words, this is a man with rules.
can set rules for themselves and abide by the rules, so that people can do great things. Guo Qiaoyan became more and more obsessed with this man, perhaps because of his indifferent attitude.
It's a pity that men keep silent about everything about themselves.
Although the man did not say anything, Guo Qiaoyan found that he was particularly interested in a dilapidated house on the edge of the shantytown.
He always sneaks into the house.
Sneaky, naturally, just don't want to be known.
Guo Qiaoyan felt that she was one step closer to the secret.
What's better than sharing a secret to bring two people closer together?
She began to consciously follow her, and even lied to the owner of the hair salon that she was pregnant and was going to have an abortion, and took a month off.
She found the tunnel in the old house, and she didn't know what it was for, but she knew that men cared about it very much, and they went in and out of it several times a day.
Curiosity kills cats.
That night, she secretly came to the old mansion again, walked through the hall, and entered the backyard.
She saw the man enter the house 10 minutes ago, and at this time, the man should be in the tunnel.
What's he doing? Guo Qiaoyan speculated.
Poof――
Unlike the usual quiet, there was a muffled sound in the tunnel.
This was followed by screams.
The emotions in the voice were very panicked, but they were blocked by the tunnel, and the volume was not loud, just enough for Guo Qiaoyan to hear it, and it would not alarm others.
Comparing the scream with the sound of "poof", Guo Qiaoyan suddenly understood.
"Poof" is the sound of a blunt object hitting a person.
When I was a child, a brick fell from the fourth floor of the construction site in front of my house and smashed it on the head of a migrant worker.
Who was beaten? Could it be Yuan Xiaohu that Guo Qiaoyan missed?
No, it's not him!
The scream was not his.
Guo Qiaoyan took a deep breath. You should go down and see, perhaps, this is the opportunity to close the distance between the two.
Take off your heels and carefully climb down the ladder.
Black! It's so dark!
Guo Qiaoyan held on to the dilapidated wooden ladder, and she didn't dare to come out.
Close your eyes, wait 10 seconds, and open them.
The eyes finally adapted to the darkness.
A few meters away, there is a turn, and there is a glimmer of light after the turn.
There is a faint lighting in the tunnel, and people must be near the light source!
Guo Qiaoyan just wanted to take two steps forward, when she heard someone shouting, "Fight!" ”
Who did you fight with? Yuan Xiaohu? Who wants to fight with Yuan Xiaohu?
Guo Qiaoyan's heart rose to her throat, and her sweetheart had reached a moment of life and death.
She pulled out the fruit knife she had with her - she was used to carrying a knife in a shantytown where security was largely dog-like, and rushed to the bend in the tunnel as she could.
A mobile phone fell to the ground, and the flashing light of the mobile phone turned on, casting the shadows of the three entangled people on the side wall of the tunnel, and the shadows were elongated and magnified like demons.
The two besieged one person, and the person who was besieged was Yuan Xiaohu!
He was holding an iron hammer in his hand, but the space in the tunnel was limited, and the power of the iron hammer could not be exerted at all. He is at a disadvantage for the time being.
Ahh
Yuan Xiaohu's screams startled Guo Qiaoyan, who was hiding in the shadows.
It was happening so fast, and the light was so dim that she couldn't see what was going on.
I saw Yuan Xiaohu covering the position of one ear of his head, jumped up and took a few steps back.
"I'll fuck you uncle!" Yuan Xiaohu scolded loudly.
Blood was pouring down from the ears he was clutching.
"Come on!"
Yuan Xiaohu's expression was extremely hideous, and even Guo Qiaoyan, who was hiding around the corner, felt angry.
Sky! He's hurt! Is it serious?
When?!
Guo Qiaoyan clenched the fruit knife and rushed forward.