The Clingy Spirit Of The Blackened Male Partner [BL/QT/edited MTL]

Although I Am Stingy, I Love You 1-2-3

In 1995, Haishi was a relatively developed city. After the economic development, high-rise buildings were built one after another.

The sky has a faint dark color, and there is a tendency of storm in the sultry air. However, in the construction site covered with loess and dust, the busy figures are still too busy to raise their heads, and the wheat-colored skin is dripping with sweat, wipe it with a towel from time to time, and continue to move bricks out of breath.

A worker said with a smile: "Xiaohe moved the most today. He looks so thin, but I don't know where he gets the energy from."

"Are you trying to save money to marry a wife? You make money but are reluctant to use it. You are more economical than us. It doesn't matter if you marry a wife, you can still have a hot meal when you go back after a long day."

A worker in front of the cart raised his head. He had strong features, but his skin was too tanned, and the side of his face was stained with dust and sweat.

He Zhizhou took a breath for a while, his mouth was dry, and he smiled to deal with these people's jokes, "No matter how hard I try, I can only barely settle down in Haishi. It's already hard to support myself, so I don't think about it that much."

When these words were said, many people responded. They did hard work on the construction site, and the wages seemed to be higher.

In fact, he is tired every day and his back hurts. He has a lot of ailments all over his body. He has to pay for rent and food to support his family. The salary he earns is simply not enough. If there is no need for manpower at the construction site, he doesn't know where the next job will be.

After immersed in moving two more piles of bricks, the sky shimmered slightly, and the big raindrops fell down, pressing on the ground one by one, moistening the dust and bringing an icy coolness.

Seeing that it was raining, a group of workers stopped talking and hurriedly finished the assigned work.

When it was time to get off work, He Zhizhou received his twenty yuan salary and carefully put it in his trouser pocket without fear of getting wet. He put on some clothes and went out.

There were only a few pedestrians on the stone-paved streets. There was no usual smell of fireworks and it was deserted.

Soon, He Zhizhou noticed that someone was following him. He looked back without leaving a trace and found a little beggar in shabby clothes. He was thin and looked to be in his teens. He was covered in gray and his face was washed away by the rain.

On the contrary, he looked red-lipped and white-teethed, green and delicate, his eyes were too wet to open due to the rain, and he looked a bit pitiful.

He observed for a while and determined that the little beggar was following him, but for what he was following, he was also poorly dressed and had the word "no money" written all over his body.

He Zhizhou ignored him and planned to get rid of him.

Luo Ning hugged his arms, his lips turned slightly white, the water soaked his clothes, and a chill came from the soles of his feet. It made him uncomfortable, but who asked him to dress like a beggar this time? He had no money. Wen doesn't even have a place to stay.

Fortunately, they were very close to the goal of this mission. Under the guidance of the system, they came to the construction site, found out which one was He Zhizhou, and followed He Zhizhou.

Since he's already wet anyway, why not take a look at where He Zhizhou's residence is first?

Of course, if He Zhizhou sympathized with him and gave him a place to hide from the rain, he would be grateful. He would be wet all over now, and it would be really uncomfortable.