Chapter 208
As she marveled at how naturally outgoing foreigners were, a moment later, the red-haired woman whispered something to her.
Jiang You: "~(￣▽￣)~"
I don't understand.
If it were right after the college entrance exam, those few days would be when her IQ is at its peak, and if she listened carefully, she would definitely be able to understand.
But she'll be a junior in the fall. Her major doesn't require learning English, and she has even less opportunity to speak English in her daily life, so after not touching English for three years, she suddenly felt completely lost.
The red-haired woman raised her head, her translucent golden eyes fixed on her: "China, Japan?"
Jiang You quickly replied, "China, it's China." Who wants to be associated with Japan?
“You really are a happier person,” the red-haired woman said. “Aren’t you afraid?”
No, not really. As someone with superpowers, and with Xia Yan, Xia Bei, Song Yun, and their financial resources, Jiang You believes they will definitely get out: "Of course I'm scared, but being scared means living through another day, and not being scared means living through another day, so I choose not to be scared and live through another day."
Let's have a baptism of Chinese chicken soup for the soul! Jiang You thought so, but he really hoped that these words would be helpful to the beautiful lady.
The red-haired woman stared at her smiling face for a long while. Just when Jiang You thought the beautiful woman was deeply moved, she looked away, gazed into the distance, and muttered softly, "...idiot."
!!
Jiang You asked incredulously, "You're calling me an idiot?"
"Don't you not speak English?" the red-haired woman said without a hint of guilt.
"Come on, I can understand such simple words. Wait a minute," Jiang You's eyes lit up, "You speak Chinese?"
Speaking Chinese, isn't that like old friends meeting again, tears welling up in their eyes? She immediately forgot the insult the other person had said: "Were you just speaking Chinese?"
“It’s so noisy,” the red-haired woman said lazily, leaning against her. “And don’t look at me like that, it’s disgusting.”
This is utterly rude; the "broken beauty" filter I saw before is completely ruined.
Jiang You expressionlessly withdrew his shoulder, and the red-haired woman stumbled, almost falling face-first to the ground.
The ground was filthy. She steadied herself, her overly delicate face showing a hint of displeasure: "What are you doing?"
"I didn't do anything, I just suddenly don't want you to lean on me anymore."
“Who wants to rely on you? You’re dirty and smelly,” the red-haired woman said, resting her chin on her knees and ignoring her.
Jiang You turned her head away and ignored her. Time passed slowly, and perhaps because she had been unconscious for too long, she was not sleepy at all. Apart from being very thirsty and hungry, she was very energetic.
Occasionally, a few people would come in, seemingly selecting goods, and each time they would choose the red-haired woman next to her.
This is not surprising, given how beautiful it is.
But why do I say "every time"? Because the person who seemed to be in charge glanced at the red-haired woman and shook his head, probably saying he wasn't selling.
The buyer wanted to pay more, but the boss insisted on not selling, and the buyer left disappointed.
Jiang You looked at the red-haired woman and could roughly guess her fate. Alas, in this kind of environment, beauty is a capital offense.
Those who were sold would be arrested and taken away. As the place grew emptier and emptier, Jiang You began to panic.
Out of a sense of shared misfortune and pity for the beautiful woman, and also to distract herself from her wild thoughts, she took the initiative to ask, "What's your name?"
It wasn't that he talked to everyone around him and found that no one spoke Chinese, so he could only talk to the red-haired woman.
The red-haired woman scoffed, and Jiang You's face flushed red. Just as she was thinking that speaking to her again would make her look like a dog, the red-haired woman grumbled, "Theodore."
After saying that, he leaned against her shoulder in a sticky, affectionate way.
"ah?"
"Never mind if you didn't hear me," Theodore had already found a comfortable position against her and closed his eyes.
“No, no, no, I heard it,” Jiang You said with a smile, “It’s Theodore, a very nice name.”
"You have good taste."
Seemingly having found a way to get along with Theodore, she complimented him, "Theodore, you're so handsome..."
"Shut up, it's so noisy."
Jiang You: "(￣▽￣)"
You shouldn't have had any hope for this person's words, but since he's the only one who speaks Chinese, you might as well bear with it.
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