Back to when the Great Demon King was a child

Giorgio talked for a long time, his throat was dry.

Unfortunately, the boss was still unmoved, and even started to snore.

Giorgano felt deeply hopeless, but there was nothing he could do. He knew that if he went on like this, it would have the same result, and he would only waste his time, so he planned to look at other hotels.

The boss was indeed fast asleep, and he didn't even know when Giorgio left.

Until something hit the counter and made a snap.

The startled boss suddenly opened his eyes.

Before the lights in the hall had time to catch his eyes, he suddenly felt his eyes go dark, as if something blocked his vision.

When he saw clearly that it was a tall, thin boy with a hostile face blocking his sight, the boy had easily crossed the counter in the middle, approached him, and grabbed his collar.

The boy's strength was very strong, as if he wanted to lift the boss from the reclining chair alive.

The boss was so frightened that his face turned ashen. He thought he had encountered a gangster who robbed him, so he quickly raised his hands tremblingly in a gesture of surrender: "Forgive me! I'm just a small hotel here, and I don't have any money for you."

The tight neckline strangled the boss's neck, leaving a dark red mark on the boss's fleshy neck.

The boss was so painful that his five sense organs were almost twisted together, but he didn't dare to resist, let alone act rashly. He looked at the boy with cold sweat, for fear that the boy might not figure it out and make a move on him.

Although the boy didn't speak, the cold aura emanating from the boy was like a terrifying mouth that could swallow the boss at any time.

After a while, the boy suddenly let go of his hand and stood up straight. He lowered his eyelids and looked down at the trembling boss with his arms folded.

The boy's thin lips moved: "I don't want your money."

The boss was about to cry: "Don't kill me either..."

The boy twitched the corner of his mouth and chuckled: "How much is your life worth?"

Boss: "..." Are all robbers so arrogant now?

Soon, the boy said again: "Go and chase that person back."

The boy's voice was nice, but the tone he spit out was calm and cold, just like the way he looked at the boss now, without any emotional ups and downs.

The boss was stunned for a moment, thinking he had heard wrong.

Then the boy took out a few hundred-yuan bills and stuffed them into the boss's hands, urging him, "Buy him dinner with the rest of the money, save the chili, he's going to go far away, you go quickly."

Now the boss finally understood what was going on, and immediately blushed, wondering what the hell these two people were doing, came to his store to stage a scene of brotherly love?It's really inexplicable...

But the boss thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to say anything on his face. Seeing that the boy had given him a lot of money, a flowery smile appeared on his face. He touched his neck that was still aching, and said with a sneer: " The child should not have gone far, I will go and call him back."

After finishing speaking, the boss quickly picked up the key and locked the drawer, and then ran out of the hotel like the wind.

Seeing the boss's pudgy figure disappearing outside the door, Jin Chu slowly looked away.

He walked out of the hotel, not leaving in a hurry, but found a place to hide behind the telephone pole.

The winter night was cold and humid, with gusts of cool wind blowing across the cheeks and ears, causing a bit of prickly pain, although it was not so unbearable, it was not very pleasant either.

The dim yellow street lights poured down from above, forming a small circle of light on the ground. Jin Chu was outside the circle of light, as if he had merged into the darkness behind him.

But his eyes were extraordinarily bright in the dark, looking at the direction where the boss ran away for a moment.

Ten minutes later, two figures appeared in his sight.

The boss chatted with Giorgio while talking and laughing. Giorgio turned to look at the smiling boss with doubts in his eyes, but he was penniless, even if he went to another hotel, he would face the possibility of being kicked out by the boss , it is better to just stay here for one night.

When Qiao Jianuo appeared, Jin Chu seemed to be frozen, and almost stopped breathing. He stared at Qiao Jianuo instinctively, as if he wanted to deeply engrave Qiao Jianuo's appearance into his mind inside.

Until Giorgano followed the boss into the hotel, he still couldn't break free from that dazed state.

Only then did he realize that he hadn't seen Giorgio for a long time.

So long that he could even begin to deceive himself.

He lied to himself that he actually didn't like Qiao Jianuo that much.

These days, he was busy with various things, but he didn't miss Qiao Jianuo.

He thought that he had already stripped away his love for Giorgano, but when he really saw Giorgano, he realized how self-righteous his thoughts were.

How could he have forgotten Giorgio?

How could he not like Qiao Jianuo?

Even if one day, he forgets and hates everyone in the world, he will never forget Giorgio or dislike Giorano.Even if one day, he forgets how to write his name, he will firmly remember the three words "Giojano".

Jin Chu's face was aching from the cold wind, but when he pronounced Qiao Jianuo's name, he felt that the pain was nothing at all.

Because Giorgano hurt him even more.

Jin Chu didn't know how long he had been standing there. When he raised his feet to walk back, his feet had already started to go numb.

He took two steps, and suddenly he was reluctant to leave again.

While hesitating, a hand gently patted his shoulder.

Jin Chu froze for a moment, turned his head to look, and suddenly met Wei Jie's cautious face.

"Brother Chu..." Wei Jie rubbed his hands nervously while laughing dryly, "Are we still leaving?"

Hearing this, Jin Chu frowned slightly. He was all focused on Qiao Jianuo just now, and he didn't even know when Wei Jie came over and what he saw.

"Didn't I ask you to wait for me at the hotel?" Jin Chu said coldly, "Is it because you don't understand people's words or do you just ignore my words?"

Knowing that Jin Chu was angry, Wei Jie was so frightened that he could hardly stand still. He quickly waved his hands and explained in a panic: "Brother Chu, I wanted to wait for you at the hotel, but you left in such a hurry alone. I thought something urgent happened, and I was worried that you would be in trouble, so I followed, I..."

Jin Chu didn't want to hear it anymore: "Go back."

Wei Jie blinked in confusion: "Huh?"

Jin Chu said, "You go back first."

Wei Jie's face was full of bewilderment: "But... what about you?"

Jin Chu stopped talking, his cold eyes fixed on Wei Jie, the breath around him was colder than the night wind.

Wei Jie couldn't help shivering, he didn't dare to say anything, he made a gesture of zipping his mouth shut, and then ran away without looking back.

Jin Chu glanced at Wei Jie's slightly embarrassed back, and then turned his gaze to the hotel where Qiao Jianuo was staying not far away.

The hotel is a small old building with five floors, no elevator, and it is next to the residential building next to it.

The environment here is really bad, dilapidated, dirty, damp, and looks very dangerous, especially in the residential building next to it, where there are countless tenants living on each floor, and many daily necessities are piled up near the hotel in the kitchen.

At this time, a woman was cooking in the kitchen on the third floor. There was no range hood in the kitchen, and the thick and choking smoke had nowhere to go, almost filling the entire kitchen.

Jin Chu raised his head and stared at the kitchen window for a while, and suddenly his brows almost knit into a knot.

He didn't want Giorgano to live in this kind of place.

But he knew that Giorgio had no money on him, and he didn't have the courage to appear in front of Giorgio. He was afraid of seeing the expression of rejection and resistance on Giorgano's face.

Jin Chu walked to the door of the hotel, lingered for a few minutes, and finally left quietly.

Qiao Jianuo lived in room 301, 108 yuan a night.

The accommodation environment was not very good, the air was dry, but the sheets and bedding were damp and moldy, but it was no problem for Giorgano for the night.

He changed into the slippers prepared in the room, sat by the bed, picked up his mobile phone and called Chen Yue to tell him about his situation and the address of the hotel.

Before hanging up the phone, Qiao Jianuo suddenly thought of Jin Chu: "By the way, is Jin Chu home yet?"

"No." Chen Yue was very relieved of Jin Chu, "He said he went to play at a classmate's house, and he won't be back until tomorrow."

Hearing this, Giorgio was relieved a lot.

When it was close to eleven o'clock at night, the hotel owner knocked on the door suddenly, saying that he had ordered a meal for Giorgano at a nearby restaurant.

Giorgio lay down in front of the door, glanced at the bag in the boss's hand, and said shyly, "Thank you, I'm not hungry yet."

The main reason is that he was hungry and had no money, so he finally moved in, and he was ashamed to tell the boss to pay for the meal.

Unexpectedly, the boss insisted on stuffing the bag into his hand, and said with a smile: "It's okay, this box of lunch is not worth much, I bought it for you because you don't have much money, it's poor, you can eat it quickly, what's the matter?" If you have any questions, just call me on the landline in the room."

After finishing speaking, the boss went downstairs.

Qiao Jianuo was left with a dazed face carrying the bag.

Giorgio always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. After thinking about it, his head hurt, so he had to put aside these thoughts for the time being.

He didn't eat much at noon, and spent a lot of energy running around in the afternoon and evening. He could hypnotize himself that he wasn't very hungry, but after opening the bag and smelling the aroma of the food, his empty stomach immediately sang the empty city plan.

Qiao Jianuo planned to wait for Qiao Dong to come tomorrow, and then give the boss the accommodation and meal money together.

After eating, he washed up briefly, and then went to bed in long johns.

Giorgano was tired all day, even though the accommodation environment was a bit bad, he still fell asleep after touching the pillow.

He was in a deep sleep, but still somewhat conscious.

He vaguely heard the cries of children coming from the residential building next door, and he could also feel a trace of choking smoke.

Giorgano clearly remembered that he had locked the doors and windows before going to bed, and he didn't know from which gaps the smoke came in.

The child next door was crying loudly and kept calling for his mother. His mother seemed to be busy with other things, coaxing the child impatiently while tinkering with the pots and pans.

It seems that after a long time, those noises gradually disappeared.

Just when Giorgano thought he could finally get a good night's sleep, a woman's scream pierced the silent night sky.

Giorgano woke up from his sleep and opened his eyes suddenly. What he saw was billowing smoke with extremely low visibility and flames spreading from the next door.

Startled, he gasped.

The smoke scrambled into his throat, and he coughed even harder.