The Epic Revenge Chapter 1718: I have a sweetheart

Baekhyun didn't sleep that night.

He dreamed from time to time, dreaming that at the entrance of the coffee shop, Gu Yunyi said righteously: "A dog's eyes are low on people..."

For a while, I dreamed that she was holding his hand.

Those memories, frame by frame, lingered in his mind, lingering in his dreams all night.

The next day, he woke up after four in the morning.

He went up to the second floor, helped organize the goods in the storage room, and had a busy morning.

The supervisor in charge of logistics saw it and handed him a pack of cigarettes: "It's hard work, you're quick to do things."

Bai Xian took it silently.

He doesn't speak, and begins to shower with cold water. He didn't pay much attention to this before. When he was in Welfare Hall, everyone was dirty and smelly, and now he is at the bottom of Hongmen, even more so.

But he suddenly loves to be clean.

He washed himself with cold water in the cold air of the first month, and then smeared the soap.

The clothes are still so shabby, and the sides of the jacket are frayed.

After he took a bath and dressed neatly, Hao Xue walked downstairs slowly.

"Where are you going today?" Hao Xue asked suddenly.

A woman's sharpness is unreasonable.

Bai Xian: "Stalking."

"It's been three or four months, right?" Hao Xue frowned, "I haven't finished watching it yet? Why is this?"

"You asked me?" Bai Xian's voice was smooth, "It wasn't my order."

With that, he turned and walked away.

Hao Xue felt very uncomfortable, so she went to ask a few people. This dance hall belongs to Hongmen, and some people know Bai Xian's movements.

"...It's a big deal, I lost a very important thing. Even if there are any clues, I have to keep an eye on it." The man told Hao Xue.

Hao Xue was relieved.

She patted her chest: "It scared me to death, I thought that **** had a different heart! Damn poor ghost, scared me for nothing."

Another singer of the same status as Hao Xue happened to pass by and heard Hao Xue's words.

The singer was a little older than Hao Xue, so she said, "What do you always scold him for? He's good enough. If you scold him and run away, where would you find such a good guy? And honestly.”

"He's honest?" Hao Xue sneered, "You dare to touch my bed at the age of fourteen, what an honest ass! How can a man be trusted? Give him some nice words, and he doesn't even know who he is. He's so rude, he doesn't deserve to listen to good words."

After all, she went upstairs with her slender waist twisted.

The singer looked at her and shook her head helplessly, thinking that this woman is really sick.

Growing up in the welfare hall, there are some flaws in personality, but it is rare to see someone as neurotic as Hao Xue.

Singer girl is also a dust girl after all.

Hao Xue is rolling in the dust. Only by keeping Bai Xian's self-esteem extremely low can she feel safe, otherwise she will always worry that he will look down on her.

She can endure beatings and scolding, but can't bear contempt alone.

When Bai Xian changed shifts, Gu Yun was going out.

She is still very worried today.

Bai Xian seems to be unfamiliar with her again, falling far behind her, not daring to get too close.

Gu Yun got on the tram, and he trotted all the way.

When the tram turned a corner, he saw Gu Yun's solemn expression.

She's still worried about what happened last night.

Arriving at the newspaper office, Gu Yun glanced nervously at the desk of the main writer Luo.

The main writer should have his own independent office, but the main writer Luo loves to be busy and can't stand alone in a small room every day, so he carried the desk to the back of the big office.

It's just that his desk is twice as big as the others, and there's plenty of room around him.

He hasn't come yet.

Gu Yun looked at it once, sorted out the things on his desk, and looked again.

Suddenly, she heard someone behind her ask, "Are you looking for me?"

Not many people in the office.

Under normal circumstances, the editor Luo would not come to work so early.

He arrived early today.

Gu Yun was embarrassed.

"I want to apologize to you." Gu Yun turned his shoulders back, his eyes fell on his face, and he whispered.

Luo's face is not very good.

"Let's eat together at noon and talk slowly?" Luo said, "Since it's an apology, wouldn't it be more sincere to have a meal?"

Gu Yun said: "No..."

She felt that yesterday's misunderstanding was caused by the dinner the day before yesterday, and now she no longer dares to accept others' invitations.

Writer Luo sighed helplessly.

He took out a bunch of keys: "Come with me, we have twenty minutes to go to work, let's find a quiet place and talk."

Gu Yun nodded.

Leader Luo walked out of the office and unlocked the door of the corridor next to him.

This is the staircase leading to the top floor of the fourth floor. Usually, it is not allowed to go up, but the main writer Luo said that his inspiration was blocked and he needed to go up to blow air, so the boss gave him the key alone.

There are two chairs on the roof.

Editor Luo asked Gu Yun to sit down.

"Ms. Gu, I understand what you mean." When Chief Writer Luo sat down, he could not help but sigh.

Then, his back is off the back of the chair.

When I was pushed by Bai Xian yesterday, Luo's back fell blue.

"...Sorry, I was too abrupt yesterday." Luo wrote, "I thought that confessing to you in front of everyone would show my sincerity and let you know that I am not with you. Just kidding, I'm serious."

However, Gu Yun couldn't accept this much-anticipated courtship, and her whole person collapsed.

"Master Luo, I'm sorry, I have a sweetheart." Gu Yun said.

The writer Luo thought of her stop and look and the smile the night before, and her heart was very painful.

Why did he lose to a vulgar man?

Gu Yun is like a delicate and flawless flower, how could she be stuck in cow dung?

"I still have a chance, right?" Master Luo wrote, "You're not married yet, and it's not immoral for me and your sweetheart to fight for you, is it?"

"No." Gu Yun said, "I rejected you. Writer Luo, I'm not trying to play hard to escape, I'm serious. If my rejection causes you trouble, I will resign."

Luo Xiyuan froze.

He was humble and aggrieved.

"It was my fault first, why did I want you to leave?" His heart was bleeding, "Please don't leave, or I will feel guilty for the rest of my life."

Don't go, even if I can't get you, I can see you every day.

He has lived for more than 20 years, and it is the first time he has encountered such an unrequited love.

Later, she and Chief Luo finally negotiated.

Editor Luo accepted her rejection and stopped pestering her. They are still colleagues and are at peace with each other.

When Gu Yun went downstairs, his footsteps were much more brisk, but Chief Writer Luo did not follow her down.

He sat alone in a chair and smoked half a pack of cigarettes. He didn't stand up until the editor-in-chief came to him and said he was going to hand in the manuscript.

His eyes crossed the railing on the tall building and saw the person sitting on the stone bench downstairs.

The man was always motionless, but today he was scratching something over and over with his fingers on the ground.

Writer Luo wanted to kill him.

But he knew that once he did it, he was secretly using a shady trick.

Gu Yun seems to be gentle, but in his character he has an invulnerable perseverance. Once he violates Gu Yun's bottom line, even if this rough man disappears, he will never get Gu Yun. He turned around angrily and went downstairs.