【Angel Night】Shrub

"Are you short of manpower? Long-term and part-time jobs are fine. You don't need to pay a lot of salary, just settle the money quickly." Kurt buried his head low, hiding his facial features deeply in the shadows, "I'm in a hurry to use the money .”

The recruiting leader squinted his eyes, glanced at his thin and crooked figure from the corner of his eye, and then turned his head away. The subordinates observed his words and asked in a routine tone with a straight face: "Foreign accent? Let me see your ID card." .”

Kurt showed embarrassment, and his voice paused: "I don't have a document."

"Then there's nothing to say." The man said, waving his hand to signal the next person to come to the interview.

"Please, I'm qualified for this job. You can pay me half of the usual fee. Really, I need the money urgently." Kurt grabbed the manager's hand impatiently.

The steward showed a surprised expression, grabbed his wrist with his backhand, and saw his dark skin and fingers that were different from ordinary people: "Your hand..."

Kurt was in a bad way, and immediately wanted to withdraw his hand to escape. He took a few steps back forcefully, and the cloak slipped from his head. People around screamed, and he immediately teleported away in fear, hiding in a place where no one could see.

He'd been to several places trying to find some work, and since the moment he left the nightclub he hadn't been back to their humble, cozy little home, and he didn't know what expression to put on Warren's face. The image of Warren grabbing money and stuffing it into his pocket immediately comes to mind.

Every time Kurt recalled the past, he felt that he had made a wrong decision, but if he was asked to make a choice again, he would still go on in the same way as before.

He was in a daze at the time, and he just wanted to slip away from somewhere. He didn't know where Kurt's destination was. He looked around, and it seemed to be an abandoned alley he had passed by.The specter of communism haunts Europa, and he decides to get a job.

How did you come to this point?He stared blankly at the corner of the street. People were coming and going, and he could only go out when there were no people around.The black liquid stained his feet, and was ignored by the master, Kurt hugged his head in pain.

He never thought that things would turn out like this, and he really regretted it.Warren has always been the arrogant young master, handsome, elegant, and melancholy comes from the secrets buried in his heart that only they know each other, and they don't know what it's like to eat baguette with mashed potatoes.

He didn't dare to come out of the box he was hiding in until midnight. There was no one around, and Kurt could boldly walk in the middle of the road.He chose to go around the place where the street lights could be called, and walked in the dark night. There was no place for him to go in the huge city. For the first time, Kurt had a strong sense of rejection of Paris.

A whole day passed, and there was no progress in making money. Kurt was sitting on the bank of the Seine with his head downcast, and the nightlife in Paris had just begun, and there were feasting and feasting everywhere not far away.

"Hey, you." A hand suddenly came from behind Kurt's shoulder.Kurt almost jumped up in fright, and looked back almost immediately. The night had almost zero impact on his vision.He took a closer look and saw that it was the steward who recruited the crew at the dock during the day.

"Don't be afraid, friend, I didn't come to hurt you." Seeing his panicked look, the steward said quickly, let go of his hands on his shoulders, and then raised his hands above his head, "Mutants, we met during the day, I remember You said that you are in a hurry to spend money and can do anything?"

Kurt hesitated, then nodded.

The steward took out a cigarette from his windbreaker, put it in his mouth, and handed Kurt another.Kurt shook his head, and he didn't force himself, put the cigarette back in the box, and then lit himself.The flame of the lighter flickered on and off, and hit him on the face flickeringly. After the cigarette was lit, he turned it off and put it in his pocket, leaving only a reddish spot on the cigarette butt.He took a deep breath, and asked while he was puffing, "You showed us something during the day. I have a job for you here, and I will give you this number when it is done." He gestured a number, Kurt stared wide-eyed in the darkness, "How is it?"

That is equivalent to Warren's four months' income in the store. Kurt felt that it would not be a good thing, and asked cautiously: "What do you want me to do?"

"Don't be so nervous," the steward smiled, "Someone took something from our boss, and the boss asked you to get it back for him. It should be easy to use your mutant ability, right?"

Kurt stood up, bowed awkwardly to him, and then refused, "I'm sorry, but I can't steal for someone."

"The life of a mutant is not easy. They can only hide in the dark basement. No normal person would hire such a person." The manager smiled, took out a stack of banknotes, rolled them into a roll, and stuffed them into Kurt's jacket , "You can still get so much after things are done, enough for you to move out of the basement."

Warren looked for Kurt in a daze for a day and a night. The city is so big, as long as Kurt doesn't want him, he can't be found by Warren.When it was time to go to work the next day, Warren decided to give up the search and go to work first. When he learned that the boss had fired him yesterday, he had to leave the store with the money due this month.

Maybe Kurt will come back when he's less angry, he self-hypnotizes, and detours to the only all-night store down the street.He stared at the red wine displayed on the shelf, picked out the most expensive bottle and took it to checkout.

He carried the wine and walked home silently.When Kurt comes back, they'll share the bottle, and he'll pull him to apologize sincerely, and Kurt will forgive him, and he always will.

With the cold wind blowing, Warren wrapped his coat tightly and walked slowly towards their home. ???

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