The Big Villain Asked Me to Save Him When I Was Reborn

Qiu Li put down the phone and his whole mind was empty.

Workers behind him urged him to quickly send the cement to the edge of the building.

Qiu Li picked up the trolley in silence, and pushed a bag of cement to the construction site.

Next, he worked extremely **** the construction site, as if every muscle in his body had come to life, and his temples began to jump up suddenly.

The workers resting beside them smiled friendly and said--

"College student, knowing that you are young and strong, take a little leisurely anyway."

"Yeah, with such exertion, you will soon collapse."

"Young people are so desperate? For that little salary, it won't be enough."

...

Qiu Li turned a deaf ear to their words. He needed the vent of strength to keep his mind from thinking about it.

Once the brain is thinking wildly, the body will become disobedient.

The little girl was probably just poking around casually, but Qiu Li's heart was speeding up at 800 yards all day, and every cell in his body became active.

Apart from working harder, Qiu Li has no way to vent.

The work on the construction site was over, it was already six o'clock in the evening, and he got an extra raise today, totaling 800 yuan.

In today's era, manual labor earns no less money than white-collar workers sitting in the office, especially hard labor in harsh environments, and wages are very high, because it is particularly hard.

This is why Qiu Li chose to work on the construction site after he was rejected from a job search by a tutor.

Compared to a low-paying and time-killing part-time job like a waiter, simple and rude manual labor on the construction site can get money faster.

He took a shower on the construction site, changed into a clean white shirt and black trousers, put on the pair of AJ sneakers that Jiang Yu gave him, and tidied up decently.

It looks like a tutor, not a worker on the construction site.

Qiu Li walked out of the construction site and didn't go home directly. He went straight to the business center of Global Century.

In the well-known luxury crystal shop on the first floor of the commercial center, he asked the salesperson to take out the crystal music box that he had already fancyed.

The music box opened, and on the plane that looked like an ice sculpture, there was a crystal ballerina girl, with a slender neck upturned, one leg slightly bent, her hands embracing, like a swan spreading wings, her neck eager to fly.

Half a month ago, Qiu Li saw this music box and immediately liked it.

The girl in the box is much like the girl he hid in his heart.

It's just a five-figure price that discouraged him.

But the part-time job as a tutor was rejected again and again. He was heartbroken and went straight to the construction site, working lifeless day and night. The salary he received in half a month was just enough to buy it.

The salesperson carefully packed up the crystal music box and handed it to Qiu Li.

Qiu Li walked out of the store carrying the heavy gift box, his original heavy body seemed to have become more relaxed, and even his steps...are lighter.

What a joy it is to give a gift to your beloved girl.

...

When Qiuli came home, there was movement in the kitchen. The little girl was stirring the dumplings in the pot with the spatula in her hand.

She wore a cool summer T-shirt, paired with small daisy light yellow high-waist shorts, slender waist, exceptionally slender, well-proportioned muscles and bones, with his large splint on her feet.

The white mist steam was immersed in the kitchen, she was like a princess who was left behind in the world, clean and spotless.

As if perceiving the burning gaze of the man behind him, Jiang Yu turned around and glanced at him: "Go back."

"Ok."

She put down the spatula and turned around to hug him: "Thank you, come over and let me hug him."

Qiu Li took a step back subconsciously and said, "I'd better take a bath first."

"Why take a shower as soon as you come back?"

"It's too hot outside."

Qiu Li hid in the bathroom as if running away. Even though he had taken a shower at the construction site, he still felt dirty and unclean, and he dared not touch her.

When transporting the cement, the fingernails were embedded with black plaster and dirty.

He stretched his hand to the front of the faucet, rinsed it with big water, and rubbed it desperately until he rubbed his hand red, breaking his nails desperately to wash...

Sniffing myself, only the smell of sweat is left, it's disgusting, it's dirty...

Qiu Li took off his clothes and threw it aside, turned on the shower head, flushed herself frantically, squeezed a lot of shower gel, and wiped it on her body.

He hadn't noticed it himself, unknowingly... the condition has worsened a lot.

Jiang Yu had been standing by the door, listening to the sound of water splashing in the bathroom.

Thinking of him on the dusty construction site, 40 degrees of temperature, hot sun exposure, and he is doing the heaviest physical work, she feels sad, especially sad.

When I was young, it was really difficult to rely on myself without strength.

Even a seedling needs someone to care for and irrigate it.

Jiang Yu knew that he couldn't go on like this anymore. In this world, he was not alone. Even if his father was in jail, he still had his mother.

Whether in legal responsibility or morality, his mother must bear her own obligations.

Even if he is an adult now, but he lacked care for so many years in the past, doesn't he need compensation?

Suddenly, a harsh voice came from inside the door: "Xiao Yu."

"what?"

"Why do you keep standing at the door."

The bathroom door is made of frosted material, and she can see clearly inside the fuzzy figure standing by the door.

"I…"

Jiang Yu couldn't find words for a while and said, "I'll just stand up casually."

Qiuli turned off the shower head and put a bath towel on her body: "Are you peeking at me?"

"..."

With the warm mist, he walked out of the bathroom, changed into a clean off-white cotton blouse, and repeatedly determined that there was no smell on his body before daring to approach her.

"How many do you see?"

Jiang Yu blushed and defended: "I didn't watch it, who watched you take a bath!"

"Then what are you doing standing at the door?"

"I'll just... listen."

"Eavesdropping and peeking are essential differences?"

Jiang Yu couldn't argue with his mouth, it was hard to say at all. He returned to the kitchen and brought out two bowls of dumplings and placed them on the dining table.

Qiu Li knew the little girl was thin-skinned, smiled, stopped teasing her, sat down and picked up chopsticks to eat dumplings.

"and so on."

Jiang Yu quickly brought out the Chiffon cake that had been packed at Buxi's house before from the refrigerator, and handed it to Qiu Li: "Try it, this cake is very delicious, I brought it from a friend's house specially."

"friend's house?"

"Well, I'll be a guest at her house."

"Friends ask you to eat snacks, don't bring them to me." Qiu Li said solemnly: "Others will laugh at you, and you can take them after you eat them."

"I won't grin, they are very sincere."

"In the future, we will buy it ourselves."

Jiang Yu knew he was thinking about himself, so he didn't argue, and nodded obediently: "Okay, you can eat this piece first, let's not take it as an example."

Qiu Li tore a small piece with his hands and tasted it.

Jiang Yu sat beside him, looking at him expectantly: "How about it, yummy?"

"It's tasteless, you eat first." Qiuli pushed the cake in front of her.

Jiang Yu frowned and said, "I have eaten before, this is the one I have eaten."

"I didn't see it, it doesn't count."

"..."

Jiang Yu knew that Qiu Li was a psychological obstacle, and it had nothing to do with whether she had eaten half a dime or not. He couldn't pass his own level, so he would be ignorant of the world.

She sighed, tore a piece of cake, and put it in her mouth.

Qiu Li ate the remaining half of the cake, and ate a big bowl of dumplings, which was very delicious and looked very hungry.

How could I not be hungry? I hurriedly took a few mouthfuls of unflavored boxed lunches at noon in order to rush to work, and never stopped for the whole afternoon.

Jiang Yu gave him the dumplings in his bowl.

"The ones in your bowl are better." Qiu Li commented.

"Then what's in my mouth is better?"

Hearing this, the young man looked up at her.

Jiang Yu was a little uncomfortable, his cheeks were reddish, and his eyes shifted sideways: "What are you looking at."

"My girlfriend is asking for a kiss?"

"Sorting you..."

Before he could say anything, Qiuli lowered his head and kissed her.

There is still oil on your lips! Two greasy lips stick together, which is too strange.

Jiang Yu quickly pushed him away, pulled a tissue and wiped his mouth, angrily said: "I'm kidding!"

"But I take it seriously."

When he said this, his voice rose slightly, and the ending was prolonged, giving people a frivolous and serious feeling.

"Whatever my sister said, I take it seriously."

"Really there is no use, the sister said that you will receive formal treatment, but you are not willing."

Qiuli was silent and did not answer her.

This matter was discussed a long time ago, but Qiu Li didn't want to. He didn't want to contact any psychiatrist anymore in his life.

He is instinctively hostile to anyone who tries to treat him...

"I will be fine." He lowered his head and ate the dumplings.

"It will be good but it is not said."

Although Jiang Yu complained, he did not force him. Maybe after college, when he and his mother met...

All the wounds of the past will be healed.

After eating, Qiuli consciously went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, Jiang Yu leaned against the door, watching his skilled figure doing housework.

He has taken care of himself since he was a child, and his life experience is much richer than her. Even if she does not have a father, she still has a mother.

Jiang Man took care of her meticulously and gave her double love. He was a mother, a sister, and a friend.

Jiang Yu walked over and took the bowl in his hand: "Wash it together."

Qiu Li didn't let her meet: "No."

"Nothing."

"You are a little rain for dancing, not a little rain for housework."

"My God, fairy boyfriend!"

Qiu Li smiled faintly, and nuzzled her ear temples: "Wait for me."

Jiang Yu leaned against the cupboard and accompany him to do housework with his eyes. Qiu Liman casually asked, "Not going back tonight?"

"I want to go back."

The motion on his hand paused, then looked back at her: "Isn't it saying to stay?"

"When did I say it?"

"You said on the phone today..."

"Oh, I said I want you."

Qiu Li stared at her: "How are you going to want me?"

Jiang Yu gently hugged his waist, and a clear smile hung in his glass-like black eyes: "It's coming."

"..."