Chapter 243: Self-Protection
"That ...... last night" Meng Xue saw that Zhang Sheng's face looked better, and said cautiously.
Zhang Sheng glanced at the half box of big front doors on the table that Zhang Jianping didn't have time to take, and felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. I still remember when I was a child, my mother helped him buy cloud cigarettes, and he was disgusted for a long time when he bought the wrong package, saying that the taste was too bad.
He breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the bandage on his hand: "You heard it all last night. What time is your car, I'll take you to the station. β
Meng Xue looked at him with sympathetic eyes for a while, and began to rummage through his backpack, but after looking for a long time, he didn't find anything, he stood up a little anxiously, shook off his pockets, and didn't see the ticket.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Sheng also consciously stood up when he saw her flustered appearance, and followed him to rummage around.
"My train ticket...... Lost. Meng Xue looked through everything she could find, and finally stood pitifully looking at Zhang Sheng.
"Lost?" Zhang Sheng looked at her a little speechlessly: "What should I do then?" Do you still have money to buy tickets? β
Meng Xue shook his head, Zhang Sheng hesitated and began to dig out his pockets, plus the change that his father left yesterday, it was less than four hundred yuan. He thought about it, took out a hundred, and pushed the rest to Meng Xue: "I don't know if it's enough, you can take it." β
Meng Xue held a pile of fragmented banknotes, first flipped it, looking a little incredulous, and after a while, her eyes turned a little red when she spoke, and she tilted her head: "You give it to me, what should you do?" β
"I'm easy to deal with, you can listen to your parents when you find them, don't run around in the future, and don't go home with strangers casually."
Meng Xue bit her lip and didn't speak, nodded obediently for a long time, and followed Zhang Sheng out to the train station to buy a ticket.
When the two arrived at the station, they found that the hard seats to Guangzhou in recent days had been sold out, the price of the sleeper was too high, and the money on them was simply not enough. Coming out of the ticket hall a little dejected, Zhang Sheng squinted at the noon sun: "Do you still have a place to go?" β
Meng Xue shook her head, lowered her head and kicked the cracks on the concrete floor with the tips of her shoes, and she did it very frequently.
"Where did you live before?" Zhang Sheng asked as he put his foot against the tip of her almost bald shoe, looked into her eyes.
"My aunt's." Meng Xue stopped moving, stood up and pulled the suspender shirt that slipped down her shoulders, and then put her hand on her eyebrows and looked at Zhang Sheng in the sun: "I fell out with them and don't want to go back." β
"Why? Are they bad for you? Zhang Sheng didn't want to inquire about her private affairs, but last night's incident made him feel a lot less guarded, and he was more interested in Meng Xue's situation.
Although he has been working in a bar, he rarely interacts with the people around him except for his daily work. On the one hand, he felt that he would not stay there for a long time, and they would not have much intersection with each other in the future, and on the other hand, it was an instinctive self-preservation, and he saw too many people who were friends here and sold each other in the blink of an eye. He doesn't believe in all the active overtures and deliberate approaches, especially when he can't understand the other party's intentions, he always avoids them.
I remember that when he first arrived at the bar, he also trusted his master at that time, and told him everything, including the situation at home and his father's current situation, but later it was this master who helped his father borrow a loan shark with an amazing interest, so that he was almost chopped off by the creditor. Although he later explained that he was also asked by Zhang Jianping to help draw the line in front of his apprentice, Zhang Sheng clearly knew that the master made a lot of money by chasing debts, and he could only blame himself for being too naΓ―ve.