Chapter 59: The first time I feel warm in a foreign land
Liao Xiaorao got out of the car in a hurry and ran to Qi Luo. She only saw him crawling on the ground and muttering something. Liao Xiaorao helped him up hard, "Hahaha~ Is it you? You... get out of the way too."
!I, Chu Luo, have nothing now, a big loser who can't even support myself..." It doesn't look good to see him swinging back and forth! He's about to fall down again!
Liao Xiaorao had no choice but to help him quickly! She knew what it was like for him to be down and out, and he must be homeless. After all, Chi Luo could be considered her benefactor, so she couldn't ignore his virtues.
They could only take a taxi and put him there first, but when the taxi saw the drunk man, they refused. They called several taxis and refused to let them get in. The very depressed Xiaorao wanted to jump up and down.
There was a hotel not far away. She helped him walk to the small hotel, paid the room fee, and let Qi Luo lie on the bed. She asked the hotel owner for a washbasin and bought a new towel.
Qi Luo was still muttering something while lying on the bed. She understood that he must be in pain too. Something must have happened to him to make him so depressed. Xiaorao knew very well what it felt like. It was indeed very painful. She wiped him with a towel.
She wiped her face and felt relieved when she saw that he was really asleep. She went to the canteen and bought bread and mineral water and put them on the table. She wrote a note and put it on the table. She only had three hundred yuan on her and stuffed it into
In Qi Luo's trouser pocket, leave with peace of mind.
Chi Luo felt a splitting headache and struggled to open his eyes. Where was this? He stood up and saw a note on the table beside the bed. He reached out and took it to read.
Handsome benefactor! Although life is cruel and helpless now, don't give up all hope. I only have three hundred dollars to put in your pocket. If anything happens! If you need my help, just call the mobile phone number I wrote to you.
Qi Luo felt a warmth spread throughout his body. This was the first time he felt warm in a foreign country. He is almost like a homeless man now. No one cares about his life and death, and no one cares about his food and clothing. From now on, his life will still be confused.
How long can one piece, three hundred yuan last? He knew that her life would not be much better, so she still had to figure out a solution on her own.
Chi Luo devoured the bread on the table and drank the bottle of mineral water in just a few sips. Although he was only a little full, it was better than having nothing to eat. He packed up and continued to find a place to stay.
"Xiaorao? That handsome guy who was drunk last night! Who are you?" Chen Ting asked curiously