I've fucked up all the bosses

After Hua Chao humbled himself by being cute and rolling around begging to warm the bed, Wen Jiyu finally showed his kindness and carried Hua Chao back to the house, where Hua Chao's bones were temporarily preserved.

The house Wen Jiyu lives in is on the upper reaches of the Bian River, one of the most expensive places in Biancheng, in modern terms it is a place where every inch of land is very expensive in the city center.

His house covers a very large area, and it is more magnificent than a palace. In such a luxurious and extravagant place, Hua Chao was actually thrown by Wen Jiyu to live in the woodshed.

Without further ado, Hua Chao ran to the firewood room, picked a few pieces of wood with great speed, built a modern wooden bed and placed it in the corner, and sold a jewel on his shoe, and quickly bought a quilt and a mosquito net and some coarse clothes.

In order to make a living, he also went to the kitchen part-time to light the fire. The cook was an uncle with a good temperament, named Qi Shan. Every time he saw him, he was hesitant to speak but his eyes were complicated.

Hua Chao added firewood for him in the stove, Qi Shan sighed while cooking.

Hua Chao asked strangely: "Uncle Qi, what's bothering you? Would you like to tell me?"

Qi Shan let out a long sigh: "I just think of an old friend who fell from the clouds, and every time I think about it, I feel very sad."

Hua Chao spread his hands helplessly, and said, "Then I can't help you. I've been unlucky since I was a child, and I've never accomplished anything. I've been rolling in the mud 24 hours a day. I've never experienced the feeling of being on the cloud."

After he finished speaking, he wanted to ask Qi Shan for some steamed buns soaked in mutton soup, but when he looked up, he found Qi Shan burst into tears.

"Hey Uncle Qi, why are you crying?" Hua Chao hurriedly took out a handkerchief from his skirt and handed it over.

Qi Shan wiped his tears, took out a plate of crystal clear snacks from the wooden cabinet next to the stove, handed them to Hua Chao, wiped his tears and said: "It's nothing, just distressed, my poor child, take it and eat it .”

Hua Chao took the pastry, thanked him in a daze, added the last handful of firewood and returned to the firewood room, picked up a piece of white and powdery pastry and put it into his mouth.

The dim sum is not very sweet, but each piece has a faint floral fragrance. After eating it, the tongue is full of saliva, and the mind is cleared up a lot.

In the past few days, he has cheated countless food and drink with just one face, but this is the first time he has eaten such delicious food, and he has not been as unlucky as before recently, and his life is very nourishing for the time being.

The only fly in the ointment is that 1008 has completely hibernated, leaving him alone to face this treacherous world.

The progress bar on the task panel is still [-]%, but the day before returning to the real world is still far away.

But what else to do back in the real world?

Hua Chao brushed her hair, sat on the threshold of the woodshed and looked at the round and big moon in the data world.

He himself has no father, no mother, and is poor and white. He grew up in an orphanage and was adopted by a very wealthy couple when he was ten years old. However, his adoptive parents' elder brother looked down on him very much.

He lived in the cracks, and was admitted to the film academy without any problems. After graduation, he begged his grandpa to tell his grandma every day when he ran around the film crew. His cheap brother had already become a big star.

After finally getting a male number three, he was hit by a big truck before he was filmed. He was so jealous of Lan Yan.

"Oh, life is hard..."

Hua Chao sighed at the moon, and went back to sleep in the woodshed in a melancholy manner.

As the night darkened, Hua Chao fell asleep wrapped in a quilt, and the firewood was neatly piled up in the house, and the adobe floor was swept clean.

Moonlight poured in through the window lattice, and a white shadow appeared out of nowhere in the firewood room. The figure was faint, covered with moonlight, and looked at the young man in the gauze tent with eyes that were particularly dark and deep under the moonlight.

The gauze curtain drags the floor, the rough white gauze is not as light and insignificant as the gauze gauze in the fairyland, looking at the sleeping boy through the thick and hazy gauze curtain is like looking at flowers in the mist, and you can vaguely see the beautiful face and a little blush lip beads.

Wen Jiyu turned his head to look at the small square table next to the bed with poor craftsmanship. On the table was a plate of half-eaten dim sum, which was the unique Baihua Cake of Guiyun Mountain in Xianyu.

Baihua Cake was once the favorite cake of Xianyu Guiyun Xianzun's most beloved apprentice.

Wen Jiyu's heart was pierced by the half-pack of dim sum, and there was a faint pain that could not be felt.

He silently looked at a pair of socks hanging on the pole. The socks were made of coarse cotton and were dripping with water not long after they had been washed. piece.

Looking at the shoes on the ground again, they look even more pitiful. A pair of black coarse cloth shoes have been mended and mended, and the patches are covered one by one.

Hua Chao in the gauze tent slept comfortably, his face was glowing red, maybe because he was used to wandering all these years, and it was rare to sleep such a good night's sleep.

Wen Jiyu frowned, slowly approached the gauze tent, stretched out a finger and gently opened the gauze tent, without the cover of the inferior roving, the hazy face of the beauty suddenly became clear, and the dizzy face of the pearl seemed to be half-opened. The epiphyllum is covered with a layer of peach powder due to deep sleep.

The brilliance flowed on his face, as if nothing had changed, he was still the proud young man sleeping peacefully surrounded by flowers and branches in the fairyland.

Hua Chao turned over in a daze, kicked out a foot from under the quilt, the toe was powdered like a flower bud.

The two strands of red rope tied around the ankles were inseparably entangled, and the sinister ghost vines twisted tightly around the snow-white calf, and the tip of the barbed vine almost touched the pink knee.

The marriage of immortals is determined by nature, and the heaven and earth are the matchmaking mountains and rivers to prove it. If they meet a destined Taoist couple, heaven and earth will give birth to a red line of marriage to connect love.

But if one party creates bad karma and ruins the destined marriage, then the love will naturally turn into a bad relationship and be cursed by heaven and earth.

At the least, he will be mediocre all his life, and at the worst, he will become the most lowly person and the dirtiest plaything as a slave and prostitute all over the world.

Judging from the ghost vines growing out of the red thread, this curse is probably the first in a thousand years.

It was too tragic.

Wen Jiyu frowned slightly, swayed his sleeves slowly, flicked his two fingers, and suddenly there was a billowing black cloud of evil spirits rushing towards the ghost vine, the ghost vine flinched immediately, and slipped away from Huachao's knees as if seeing a ghost , obediently entrenched around the red line, not daring to go one step further.

Hua Chao was unaware of all this, with her powdery sleeping face pressed against the pillow, and she even snored lightly.

Wen Jiyu's pale palms slowly moved towards Hua Chao's face, the tender face, the skin that could be broken by blowing, and the corners of the eyes were still flushed because of the sound sleep.

When his fingertips were about to touch Hua Chao's face, Wen Jiyu's fingertips paused slightly. He didn't know what he thought of, his eyes were slightly sad, and his fingertips slowly retracted.

He gently closed the gauze, and quietly disappeared into the silvery moonlight, as if he had never appeared before.

The eastern sky was gradually filled with red clouds, the crimson sun exposed half of the tip of the head, the dew on the flowers, plants and trees was shimmering, and the birds outside the door were singing one after another, chirping and chirping non-stop.

At five o'clock in the morning, Hua Chao got up from the bed on time, put on the leaky socks and patched cloth shoes refreshed, brushed his teeth with coarse salt, washed his face hastily, and walked away humming a little tune in a small gray hat into the kitchen.

The kitchen is already busy, and Qi Shan is waving a large spoon to stir-fry vegetables. Hua Chao quickly adds firewood to him. The porridge boiled in the casserole is full of fragrance. Several beautiful cooks are picking rose petals and discussing Make rose shortcake or rouge cake.

After Qi Shan finished frying the vegetables, he cooked Hua Chao a bowl of cabbage and egg drop soup with hot oil. Hua Chao squatted by the stove with the bowl in his hands and drank it with great relish, so comfortable that he even squinted his eyes.

Qi Shan looked at him sadly, and sighed: "Oh, poor little..."

Hua Poor didn't think he was pitiful, he went back to the woodshed and lay down on the bed after eating and drinking, and ate a piece of pastry left over from yesterday, not to mention how comfortable he was.

He took a nap happily, and when he woke up, he wanted to go out and buy two pairs of socks for himself.

Wen Jiyu's people in the house are very polite to him, they are neither close nor distant, and they will not assign him to do chores, and no one cares about his entry and exit, he is quite free.

He took a piece of broken silver, disguised himself and went out of Wenfu. The streets of Biancheng are very busy. Huachao strolled into a cloth shop. When he was admiring a bolt of pink silk, he suddenly heard someone beside him. The blue young woman whispered: "Hey, do you know Chunfeng Tower?"

The green young woman next to her snorted, a little resentful: "Look at you, what are you talking about those dirty places for? Could it be that your husband likes the south wind recently, and goes there every day to look for flowers and willows?"

"Oh no, didn't this happen some time ago? It is said that the Chunfeng Building got a peerless and beautiful boy. On the first day of listing, a nobleman bought his first night for 1000 taels of gold."

Isn't the peerless beautiful boy they talk about is himself~

Hua Chao moved closer to them silently, the fire of gossip burning in his heart.

"I also know about this. Later, he knocked the nobleman unconscious and set fire to it, almost burning down the Chunfeng Building. I heard that the government has been arresting him for a long time but they haven't caught anyone. I don't know where he went."

Hua Chao shrank his neck and planned to move his feet to escape, but then he heard the young woman in blue look around and whispered: "It is said that the nobleman is from the Tian family, so I'm sure it's a nobleman from Tianhuang."

"Moreover, a big man came to Biancheng recently. I heard that it was the nobleman who was knocked unconscious that day, and he came here to settle accounts with that young man."

The corner of Hua Chao's mouth twitched, he didn't want to look at his little flower cloth any more, he picked up two socks and hurriedly checked out and left, rushing all the way to Wenfu.

He returned home with two socks in his hands, packed his bags in a hurry, slipped into the kitchen and grabbed some dry food, wrapped them in oiled paper and stuffed them into his bag.

Everything was ready, he quickly opened the door, and Wen Jiyu, who was dressed in white like snow, was standing outside the door shaking his folding fan, looking at him with a faint sneer at the corners of his eyes and brows.

Hua Chao was dumbfounded.

"Want to run away?"

"No……"

"Just pull out your leg bones and make two flutes."

"Hahaha I don't want it anymore, my son, if you want to hear the flute, the villain can play it for you!"

Wen Jiyu smiled faintly, grabbed the belt behind his waist with one hand and lifted Hua Chao up abruptly.

Hua Chao struggled and wailed: "Wuuuuu, Mr. Wen, my legs are straight and long, you definitely wouldn't make them into bone flutes, would you?"

Wen Jiyu sneered, his pace was extremely fast, the scenery on both sides flashed quickly, and after a while, he came to a hot spring filled with mist, and threw Huachao into it.

Hua Chao choked on two mouthfuls of water, looked at Wen Jiyu with his wet head out of the hot spring, and said faintly:

"Master Wen, I am also a peerless and beautiful young man who is worth 1000 taels of gold a night. May I ask you to be gentle when you strike?"

Wen Jiyu shook his folding fan, and said calmly, "There is a pearl of [-] taels of gold on the bottom of this pond, and any one you take out is worth more than you."

Hua Chao shrank his head a little into the pool, and said weakly: "Then can I pick one to play with?"

Wen Jiyu smiled lightly: "I think you have nice hands, why don't I chop off one to admire?"

Hua Chao quickly retracted his whole head into the pool, only the tip of his wet head was exposed, and spit out a string of bubbles.

Wen Jiyu, who was standing on the shore, smiled slightly, the ice and snow melting slightly on his face.

He whispered: "It's really getting worse."