[BL] The Villain Pretends to be Poor After I Transmigrated into the Book

Chapter 8

When they said they wanted to send people home, Qu Heqing would never give up halfway. Although Yu Cong felt a little withdrawn and didn't like to talk, he still tried to find topics to divert his attention.

Qu Heqing thought for a while and said: "Actually, we are quite destined. I was going back today, but I met you again while I was delivering food."

"Delivering food?" Yu Cong raised his head.

Qu Heqing said happily, "That's right, I found a part-time job that can make a lot of money."

"Hehe." Yu Cong smiled twice, and the corners of his mouth straightened.

Qu Heqing didn't care about this. When he first became disabled, he joined a mutual aid group on the Internet, and some people in it had worse attitudes than Yu Cong.

Life has suddenly undergone major changes. No one can continue to keep a smile on his face. All who can do it are those who survive slowly.

It was the same with him at the beginning, he was reluctant to go out for several months.

Passing a street lamp, the long shadow gradually shortened, seeing Yu Cong regain his composure.

It's obviously a young face, but those eyes are impassive, like an old man who doesn't expect anything, doesn't like anything.

Arriving at the address mentioned by Yu Cong, Qu Heqing suddenly found that it was a retro-looking bungalow. Moreover, this house is not only retro in style, but even the brick walls outside seem to be old on purpose, which looks quite old.

If they hadn't glanced at the sales advertisement outside when delivering food just now, Qu Heqing would have thought it was a real old bungalow.

"This house is so beautiful." Qu Heqing said with emotion, "I'll just buy one when I have money."

Hearing Qu Heqing's words, Yu Cong's lips seemed to curl up slightly, as if he thought it was very ridiculous, He raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you know how much it is here?"

"170,000." 

Qu Heqing thought for a while, "I saw the advertisement just now, it should be the lowest unit price, it's probably not cheap to buy a set."

Yu Cong raised his head, this person probably took the prices of the imitated new real estate outside as the price of this old bungalow.

Originally, he wanted to laugh at Qu Heqing's overreaching, but he didn't expect it to be a chicken-to-duck conversation, so he simply shut up.

Want to buy an old bungalow built in the last century at a unit price of 17W? Only a fool would dare say that.

Qu Heqing was a little curious: "Mr. Yu, did you buy the house or rent it?"

I don't know how long it will take to save enough money to buy a house. If the rent is not expensive, after he earns money from advertising, he can rent a house. Come and live.

Rent a house? Yu Cong had never heard such words at such a young age.

"Do you know who I am?" he said.

"Yu, Yu Cong?" Qu Heqing was taken aback for a moment, although he had never heard of the surname Yu before, but he went back and checked, and it really had this surname.

Yu Cong: "..."

Did he ask this? He obviously asked about his identity!

But Qu Heqing thought more. He still remembered Yu Cong's subconscious resistance when he mentioned his friends and family just now. Most of these people don't like others to pay attention to their past.

Qu Heqing patted Yu Cong's shoulder and moved to the left.

He said: "Have you ever heard a saying that life is short, and you can't spend a minute with those who make you unhappy." 

The cold wind was suddenly blocked, and Yu Cong suddenly felt warmth on his shoulders.

Do you want to talk about life with him? I really don't know whether to call this person ignorant or funny.

Yu Cong suddenly became interested, "How short is it, how long is it, sometimes there is not much difference between being alive and dead."

Walking out of the elevator, Qu Heqing had already started planning to send Yu Cong to the posthumously. What's the matter, when I heard this, I couldn't help but raise my heart again.

What does it mean that there is no difference between being alive and being dead? Hasn't Yu Cong given up on suicide yet?

Then he had to take another look after sending the person, after all, Yu Cong seemed to have no family or friends around him, leaving him alone at home, Qu and Qing couldn't rest assured.

Yu Cong frowned when he found that Qu Heqing had been following until the door and did not intend to leave.

Is it because you want to be rewarded?

Or he misunderstood, Qu Heqing are not as simple as they appear on the surface?

At this time, Yu Cong saw Qu Heqing lowered his head, ready to speak with a look of embarrassment.

With a cold face, Yu Cong slowly opened the door, motioned for Qu Heqing to push himself in, and then said in a leisurely manner, "Tell me, what do you want to do."

"I want to cook hot pot." Qu Heqing said.

"What?" Yu Cong thought he had heard wrong.

Qu Heqing blinked and said expectantly: "I want to cook hot pot."

"You must be hungry too. The wind has been blowing for so long just now. Don't tell me that you are not afraid of the cold. It is best to eat hot pot in this weather. " ." Qu Heqing said.

There is nothing that one meal of hot pot can't solve, if there is, then two meals.

And it is also medically said that when people are hungry, they will feel tired and bored due to lack of glucose, and some people will feel depressed through dieting to lose weight.

Judging from Qu Heqing's previous life experience, if there is something unhappy, eating a hot pot meal will make it much better.

Unfortunately, Yu Cong shook his head coldly at Qu Heqing's proposal.

"I'm not hungry, and I don't like hot pot either," he said.

Qu Heqing stared at Yu Cong's eyes and sighed faintly.

Just when Yu Cong thought he was going to give up, he saw Qu Heqing blinked twice, then lowered his head and patted his stomach, with an aggrieved expression on his face.

"But I'm so hungry." Qu Heqing blinked his eyes, as if life was not easy and he could only sigh.

He tilted his head and said: "I have no friends, no family, and I haven't eaten hot pot for a long time... If only, if only I could have a hot pot friend."

Unexpectedly, he suddenly pretended to be pitiful, Yu Cong couldn't help startled.

He found that Qu Heqing had a pair of beautiful eyes, big and dark, with a childlike innocence. Moreover, there was a slightly drooping arc at the end of his eyes, and he couldn't refuse the blinking of his eyes.

Just want to eat hot pot?

Yu Cong couldn't help thinking about the hot pot in his mind, and then found himself swallowing uncontrollably.

Speaking of which, he really didn't seem to eat anything that night.

But... hot pot?

If he wants to eat it, he will ask the most famous chef on Jinfu Road to do it now.

Instead of making hot pot friends with a silly teenager.

But Qu Heqing noticed that Yu Cong hesitated for a moment, and immediately said: "You don't like spicy food, why don't you get a mandarin duck? Or make a mushroom soup pot, I can do anything!

" Chin, with a proud look on his face, Yu Cong couldn't help but say, "You dare to say it."

He looked like he was in his early twenties, but he dared to say that he knew all kinds of dishes, and he was not afraid of blowing his mind.

But Qu Heqing was waiting for him to speak, and when he heard Yu Cong's words, he immediately answered and said, "Don't believe me, wait, I'll make you a pot of delicious food, I guarantee you will enjoy eating, with a bulging belly."

Seeing him walking towards the kitchen after speaking, Yu Cong couldn't help but reflect.

Was he... being tricked by Qu Heqing?

Staring at the dark night outside the window, Yu Cong pushed the wheelchair and slowly approached the kitchen, wanting to drive people out, but he didn't expect to be handed a cup in front of him.

It's a cup of ginger soup, with a hint of pungent taste in the hot air. It doesn't smell very good, but it is the most familiar smell when you have a cold.

"Drink a cup of ginger soup first to relieve the cold." Qu Heqing put down the cup and said,

Yu Cong raised his head and looked at the person in front of him quietly. He hadn't had ginger soup for many years. In his long memory, It's a taste that only comes from home.

Qu Heqing didn't know why Yu Cong was staring at him, so he could only tell him: "Don't leave it for too long, it won't taste good when it's cold."

Yu Cong picked up the cup and left the kitchen slowly without saying anything.

The wind at night always seems to be cold to the bone, since Qu Heqing doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, let him toss about it.

As for the hot pot made by Qu Heqing, he doesn't know how to eat it.

When Qu Heqing leaves, someone will come to dispose of those traces and rubbish.

In the kitchen, Qu Heqing really envied Yu Cong, because this kitchen has everything! Compared with the kitchen in the house he shared with Qi Xiaoning, it was like a child's version.

Although Qu Heqing really wanted to show his skills, in order to make something to eat as soon as possible, he decided to use the existing food to make a mushroom-flavored assorted pot, which is a light version of home-cooked hot pot.

Hearing the rhythmic sound of cutting vegetables from the kitchen, Yu Cong was annoyed for the first time that his hearing was too good.

He actually not only heard the sound of chopping vegetables, but also heard someone talking to himself, muttering like a sparrow, so stupid.

For example, he heard:

"Cut more shiitake mushrooms, this is good for your health, Mr. Yu will definitely like to eat it."

Hehe, he definitely won't eat it.

Or:

"Wow, my knife skills are so good, I have to bury this star-shaped piece of meat, and then lie to him that only the luckiest people can eat this hahaha."

Why are you laughing, he really wants to doubt Qu Heqing's age, elementary school students don't do such naive things.

There are even more stupid ones:

"The rent of this house is definitely not cheap. I don't know if Mr. Yu is under pressure to live in this house. Otherwise, it's better to put fewer meat slices. A little saving is a little bit."

Yu Cong: "... ..."

He really wanted to open Qu Heqing's head to see, where did he look like he couldn't even eat a piece of meat?

He just didn't want to talk about it, otherwise if he took out the real estate certificate, he would have to scare this fool to death.

Amidst the nonsense, Yu Cong listened to Qu Heqing and made a whole pot of mushroom-flavored assorted pot.

He even heard Qu Heqing constantly debating whether to make the star-shaped piece of meat shallower before serving the pot, because he was worried that he would miss it when he ate it and be disappointed.

Hehe, Yu Cong couldn't help sneering in his heart, would he be lost because of a mere piece of meat? Even if the title is star-shaped, there is no such possibility.

Besides, even if Qu Heqing buried the piece of meat at the bottom, wouldn't he be able to find it?

What a joke.

...

Walking out with the pot in hand, Qu Heqing suddenly realized something was wrong.

Obviously, before he entered the kitchen, Yu Cong still looked like he could see through the warmth and coldness of the world.

Why do you suddenly become full of fighting spirit now?

Could it be that Yu Cong was hungry? Qu Heqing tilted their heads and thought for a while, feeling a little distressed.

Because he was in a hurry, he just made a small pot casually, wouldn't it be enough to eat?