Seeing that he insisted on leaving, Zhou Qiaoqiao didn't want to try to keep him.
"Be careful. If you can't see anything on the road, walk slowly."
Tian Xiaolan saw that she had been watching him leave, so she said to her clearly: "Don't worry about him, he is a local in this town, and he is very familiar with the lanes in the alley."
Zhou Qiaoqiao invited her to sleep with her: "Okay, let's go to bed."
Tian Xiaolan did not hesitate and followed Zhou Qiaoqiao to her room, leaving Xing Yifei and Bao Gaoyuan alone in the main room.
The temperature underground was cold. Bao Gaoyuan stopped pretending to be dead and glanced at Xing Yifei. He found that he was standing there like a lifeless wooden man.
He inexplicably felt a chilly wind blowing across his face, and the hairs on his arms suddenly stood up. He mustered up the courage to ask, "Aren't you going to sleep?"
The man ignored him, as if he was air. After a while, he tied his feet with a rope and went into the house.
No one cared about him lying on the ground. There was no mat outside like in the house, and he hadn't eaten yet. The ground was as cold as lying on an ice cube.
Although no one cared about him, he felt that this was his opportunity. He looked up from the ground and didn't see any sharp objects in her house. He twisted and rolled towards the room two houses away, like a caterpillar.
As soon as he entered the room, he saw firewood all over the floor. It was the kitchen, so there must be a knife inside. He struggled forward, stretching his neck to reach the shovel in front of him.
God was on his side, otherwise why would he see a shovel as soon as he came in? He tried hard to sit up against the wall and rubbed his butt next to the shovel.
The iron shovel was covered with traces of time, and the edges were covered with rust. Bao Gaoyuan just put his hand over it, and before he used any force, rust fell all over the ground. He didn't care whether it was clean or not, and he made a creaking sound when he rubbed the iron shovel up and down.
He had to grind hard to have a chance of breaking the rope on his hands. He tried his best to control his movements and not to do too much. He kept grinding even when his hands were almost bruised.
In the room, Xing Yifei pushed Li Weimin inside, took off his clothes and lay down, when he heard a "creaking" sound coming from outside the room. He put on his clothes and opened the door to go out to see what was making the noise.
In the kitchen, Bao Gaoyuan stopped moving when he heard the sound of the TV door opening and lay on the ground pretending to be dead.
Xu Yingfei pushed open the door and found that the person lying on the ground outside was gone. Xing Yifei glanced at the door and saw that the bench he had used to hold the door before going to bed was still in place, indicating that he had not run away.
Xing Yifei didn't say anything. He used his feet to explore where he had gone in the moonlight. He definitely didn't go to his room. Zhou Qiaoqiao and the others' room next to him was still closed. He didn't know if he had run in. There was another open door, but he remembered that this door should have been closed.
Xing Yifei walked slowly over and saw a dark figure lying on the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive. If he hadn't seen the shovel behind him, he would have believed that he was so cold that he ran to the kitchen to sleep more comfortably.
Xing Yifei kicked him and said, "Stop pretending. I know you're not asleep."
Bao Gaoyuan was still lying on the ground motionless, and no matter what he said, he would not move. If he dared to move, it would mean that he was pretending to sleep. Bao Gaoyuan could feel that this man was very violent and he was not someone he could afford to provoke. Now he could only pray that his leader would find out sooner that he had no news, kill them all, and rescue him.
"You don't want to wake up, right?" Xing Yifei took the wooden stick from the stove that was still sparking and hit him on the head.
The flames swept over, and the hair was severely burned by the flames, twisting and emitting a burnt smell. The intense heat was painful, as if making people walk through hell.
It wasn't long before he couldn't stand the torture any longer. Within a few minutes, he opened his eyes and shook his head, "Woo woo woo."
"Are you awake? Promise me not to scream, otherwise you may not know where I'm going to hit you next!" Xing Yifei poked Bao Gaoyuan in the stomach with the bottom end of the fire stick, and turned the direction of the flame towards his little brother.
Bao Gaoyuan nodded repeatedly. If he could, he would have jumped three meters high to avoid him and the flaming stick in his hand.
Xing Yifei pulled the cloth out of his mouth, pulled out a long sticky string, and threw it far away.
"Now listen to me. I don't care what you came to the kitchen for, but tomorrow when they ask you something, you have to answer them honestly, or else it'll be your hair that gets burned next time!"
When Bao Gaoyuan heard him say those terrifying words so casually, his lower body, which had just been pressed against him, felt the urge to urinate and he could hardly hold it back.
Bao Gaoyuan squeezed his legs together and begged, "I need to go to the bathroom, please, I'll do whatever you say."
"Oh, really?" Xing Yifei pressed his slightly bloated belly with the thorny wood of kelp. Seeing that he was really about to lose weight, he took him outside and asked him to sprinkle it on other people's vegetables as organic fertilizer.
Not to mention that the toilet is so far away. By the time he is brought there, he will have already wet his pants. Who will change his clothes then? Besides, if he falls into the toilet, he doesn't want to be pulled up.
Xing Yifei didn't want to help him, so he used a stick to help him perform a series of operations.
After he finished peeing, I carried him back and closed the door.
Bao Gaoyuan watched the door close inch by inch, and his heart sank to the bottom. If he had known earlier, he would have stayed at the director's house and not run around. Although the treatment was similar, at least he could move his hands and feet.
"If you stay still and don't make any noise, I won't shut you up."
"Yeah." Bao Gaoyuan was sure that if he dared to say a word, Xing Yifei would slap him away.
"Remember what you said." Before entering the door, Xing Yifei turned around and looked at him meaningfully.
Just this one glance made Bao Gaoyuan's heart tremble, afraid of making him unhappy, so he smiled at him in a flattering way.
“So ugly.”
He was hit hard. In his mother's words, he had always been the most handsome man in the world, but today he was called ugly by an ugly guy, but he couldn't get angry.
Bao Gaoyuan slept on the ground. Although it was very cold, he would get over it after a while.
Zhou Qiaoqiao didn't get up when she heard the noise. It was all because of him that her lover was arrested. It wasn't that cold in this weather.
The next morning, Zhou Qiaoqiao got up to cook and was shocked to see Bao Gaoyuan lying on the ground, half dead. She walked to his head and felt to see if he was breathing. His chest was still rising and falling slightly. Seeing that he was okay, she went to the kitchen and decided to make another breakfast.
"Get up, it's time to eat."
The food they eat is coarse rice porridge, which is yellowish in color.
Tian Xiaolan got up from bed only after hearing Sister Zhou calling her to eat. The bed at home was hard, but her bed was quite soft with several layers of quilts under it.
"Coming." Tian Xiaolan replied.
"Hurry and sit down."
Li Weimin was already hungry. When he heard that it was time to get up and eat, he got up and sat at the table and started eating. By the time Tian Xiaolan came over, he had already finished eating.
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