"Look, as you can see, we rescued someone." Xu Xingchen was rummaging through the closet without even turning his head.
Jun Haoyue could certainly see this, but where did this...beggar come from?
Xu Xingchen seemed to be rummaging through the closet, but in fact she was looking for something in the system backpack while carrying Jun Haoyue on her back, and took out a bottle of disinfectant, bandages and other things.
She asked Jun Haoyue to fetch a basin of hot water, and she went to the beggar, who hadn't woken up yet. She lifted the beggar's hair, which was covering his face. His face was wrapped in a bandage, but it was covered in blood and dirt.
Jun Haoyue fetched some water, and Xu Xingchen carefully untied the bandage. Under the bandage was a burn, bloody and messy, stuck to the bandage.
She had no choice but to use a wet cloth to dip it in water and tear off the bandage. The beggar made a sound unconsciously, and Xu Xingchen's hand trembled, and he tore off a large piece directly.
The beggar immediately screamed in pain and opened his eyes. He was confused at first, then he immediately fell off the couch in fear and vigilance, pushed Xu Xingchen away, and quickly dived under the table.
Xu Xingchen staggered a step after being knocked, and Jun Haoyue stepped behind her to steady her in time.
After Xu Xingchen stood still, he was about to catch the beggar with a stern face. The beggar's instinct for survival made him sense the danger from the person in front of him, and he whimpered and shrank his body.
"Hey, Jun Haoyue, you scared me." Xu Xingchen hurriedly stopped Jun Haoyue, "Let's try to communicate."
After saying that, she squatted down and said to the beggar in a soft voice: "We won't hurt you. Can you please come out first? You are seriously injured."
The beggar still looked at her warily, with no intention of coming out from under the table.
"Cuckoo~"
"Jun Haoyue, go to the kitchen and get some food." Xu Xingchen still had that gentle and amiable face.
Jun Haoyue was a little dissatisfied. Ever since he saved the beggar, Xu Xingchen had been ordering him around, but he even asked him to give food to the beggar?
Xu Xingchen heard no movement behind him, turned around and said fiercely: "Hurry up."
Jun Haoyue: “….”
I could only go to the kitchen to find food.
He took the cornmeal cakes that Xu Xingchen had made in the morning, and Xu Xingchen used corn cobs to lure the beggar out.
"You're hungry, right? There's food here. If you want to eat, come out and eat. How about that?"
The beggar looked at her stubbornly, not moving. Xu Xingchen was not in a hurry. After all, this was her home and she had plenty of time to waste.
After a stalemate that lasted for a stick of incense, Xu Xingchen felt her legs were a little numb. She stood up and sat on the bench, eating the tortilla in small bites.
The aroma of the food and the sound of her chewing tempted the beggar. The beggar stared at the bright yellow tortillas and swallowed his saliva continuously.
The beggar showed no sign of coming out until Xu Xingchen finished eating, so she and Jun Haoyue went out to do their own things.
In the yard, the two stood face to face. Xu Xingchen touched his nose and complained, "This guy is quite courageous."
Jun Haoyue glanced at the closed door and said "hmm" in response.
Xu Xingchen came closer and touched his shoulder with his. "Jun Haoyue, let's discuss it. Let the beggar live in the same room with you."
Jun Haoyue, who has obsessive-compulsive disorder, immediately frowned and silently refused.
"Wait until he applies the medicine and let him wash it off." Xu Xingchen knew that he just disliked this.
His brows relaxed slightly, "How long do you want to keep him?"
When asked about the point, to be honest, Xu Xingchen herself didn't know. She just thought that it was a life, so she saved it and didn't think too much about what happened next.
"Well... I don't know yet. It depends on whether he stays or goes."
Jun Haoyue didn't know whether to say that she was kind or stupid. She dared to pick up the item from the street without any hesitation.
He had just looked at the beggar's injuries. Apart from the burns on his face, his body was covered with scars from swords and other sharp weapons. This area was remote and backward, far away from the imperial court and the underworld. How could such weapons appear in this area?
All we can say is that this beggar has an extraordinary identity, or at least has connections with the imperial court and the underworld.
He was somewhat unsure about the imperial system on this planet. If Xu Xingchen was involved, it would be bad.
Seeing that Jun Haoyue had no objection to letting the beggar live with him, a major problem was solved. The next step was to let the beggar let down his guard.
"It's almost done, let's go in." Xu Xingchen looked at the closed door and said, "It should be almost done."
When the two returned to the house, the two tortillas that Xu Xingchen had specially left on the table were no longer there. The empty bowls and chopsticks were neatly placed on the table, and the beggar was still under the table.
But this time his eyes were much calmer, and he looked at them quietly.
Xu Xingchen felt that this was the time to have a good conversation. She held out her hand and asked softly, "Do you have enough tortillas? There are some in the kitchen. Come out if you want some."
The beggar slowly crawled out from under the table, but did not take Xu Xingchen's outstretched hand. After looking at her, he walked to the ground beside the couch and sat down.
Xu Xingchen exhaled and wrung out the wet cloth to wipe his wound again.
After re-bandaging the beggar, he asked Jun Haoyue for a piece of clothing for the beggar to wash and change into.
Not to mention that after the beggar washed himself, if you didn't look at his face, he still looked very handsome. His height was about the same as Jun Haoyue's, and when viewed from behind, he gave off a feeling of being a 'killer from behind'.
But the beggar was unable to communicate. No matter how hard Xu Xingchen talked, the beggar didn't say a word, which made Xu Xingchen think that the beggar was a mute.
Jun Haoyue also made a simple bamboo couch, and the beggar stayed in his room at night. Jun Haoyue went to Xu Xingchen at dawn, under the pretext of asking her for advice on calligraphy and painting.
Early that morning, Jun Haoyue knocked on the door. Xu Xingchen opened the door and asked as usual, "Did he talk to you?"
Jun Haoyue shook his head, "Okay." Xu Xingchen sighed.
Seeing that she had no more questions to ask, he lowered his head to write and paint again. Today he painted a picture of green pines on a mountain, and wrote a poem in the lower right corner.
After Xu Xingchen finished the work at hand, she staggered over to Jun Haoyue to watch him paint. Jun Haoyue was so engrossed in his work that he didn't even notice her coming.
Jun Haoyue had created several paintings in a row for several days. Xu Xingchen looked through them one by one and found a portrait painting at the bottom.
She let out a light exclamation. She had been watching Jun Haoyue paint these days and had not painted any figures. She glanced at the person who was painting seriously and quietly took out the painting.
The background picture shows red plum blossoms against the falling snow. A woman in a red cape and white clothes reaches out to catch the falling plum blossoms. The woman is graceful and elegant, giving people a sense of tranquility, making people want to see her beauty. However, when the eyes move upwards, the woman's face is blank.
Hmm? Xu Xingchen brought the painting closer, but it was still blank. She was curious: was it empty or...?
Jun Haoyue seemed to think Xu Xingchen was too quiet. He looked over and saw the painting in her hand. A trace of panic and embarrassment flashed across his face.
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