Quick Travel: Redeem the Villain

Zuo Chi walked out of the room, feeling confused. He didn't understand why, seeing An Qi crying, his heart would inexplicably hurt. He had never felt this way about anyone, including himself.

After finding the medicine, Zuo Chi returned to the room. He carefully wiped An Qi's wound, his movements gentle, as if he was afraid of hurting him.

"Does it still hurt?" Zuo Chi asked softly.

"pain!"

"You should take a rest first." Zuo Chi stood up and prepared to leave the room.

"Wait." An Qi called him.

Zuo Chi stopped and looked back at An Qi.

"I'm hungry! I want to eat!"

Zuo Chi thought to himself: "From the tone of his voice and the energy that doesn't fit in here, I'm sure he must be a young master abducted from the city by human traffickers."

……

An Qi looked at the thing Zuo Chi handed over with some disgust.

"Not even dogs would eat this! I don't want it!"

Hearing him say he didn't want to eat, Zuo Chi started eating by himself and finished a whole grain steamed bun the size of a bowl in just two bites.

An Qi: “…”

An Qi couldn't stand such a huge gap, and immediately started to cry again.

Although I was not rich in my previous life, at least I had enough to eat and drink. But after my death, I was bound to a system and returned to the time before liberation.

Zuo Chi: “…”

"I'm going to sue you! Wuuuuuuuuuu! Why don't you give me something delicious to eat..."

Zuo Chi: “…”

An Qi fell asleep while crying.

An Qi had a terrible sleeping posture. He would either lie on the bed with his legs spread out, one leg hanging over the edge of the bed and the other leg resting directly on the wall; or he would kick the quilt to the ground and curl up into a ball like a wounded animal, or he would toss and turn.

Zuo Chi felt helpless. This was the nth time he had walked over to pick up the quilt on the ground.

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Before the sky was completely bright, Zuo Chi had already gotten up from his bed, opened the door, and stepped into the cool morning air. He did not lock the door, thinking that if the delicate young master did not want to stay, he should let him go. Although he bought this young master with money, but...

Some things cannot be forced.

He sighed silently, then turned and left, his figure gradually disappearing into the darkness before dawn.

When the sun filled the courtyard, An Qi slowly woke up. He sat up, stretched, and looked around at this unfamiliar environment.

"Where is this?" An Qi rubbed his eyes and said, "Oh, by the way, my new identity now is... I was trafficked."

System: "..." The host has a really good memory...

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Zuo Chi discovered that the boy had not left.

He placed the two buns he bought from the town in Anqi's hand and went to the kitchen to eat the coarse grain steamed buns.

In this era of the world, scarcity has become a common phenomenon. Many people cannot afford the high prices, and the necessities of life are not easily affordable to everyone. At the same time, due to the shortage of resources and insufficient supply, some goods are even difficult to buy. People have to face reality and learn to live frugally.

As a rough man, Zuo Chi just wants to have enough to eat.

Looking at An Qi eating the buns in small bites, Zuo Chi felt inexplicably distressed.

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"My name is Zuo Chi."

"An Qi."

When sleeping at night, An Qi wrapped himself tightly in the quilt, wrapping himself up tightly like a little silkworm pupa. He carefully turned sideways and took the initiative to give up half of his position. This small action seemed to signal to someone: "Come up quickly."