And the moment we passed by, something even more shameful happened.
He suddenly faced me and stretched out his hand. I didn't understand his intention and was taken aback. I vomited to walk staggering, so I slipped on my feet and fell back all over.
And he stretched out his hand and held my waist in a timely manner to prevent me from falling upside down.
Then he lowered his head to me bit by bit, I thought he was going to kiss me, and his heart was about to pop out.
Of course, it was impossible that I was kissed by him, but at the moment when my heart was about to jump out, he asked me, don't you straighten up by yourself.
I smiled shyly, hurriedly straightened my body, bowed my head and thanked him, he stretched out his hand, the target actually aimed at my chest.
Before I could hide, he put his business card into the gap in my low-cut skirt and chest.
I think at that moment, my face should not be red, but red.
It's too ridiculous, I don't even know what kind of girl I am in his heart.
In fact, in that place, there were many female college students like me. Some were just like me, beautiful but poor, and some were just to satisfy their vanity and make some extra money.
Girls like me, I don’t know what love is for them.
But as far as I am concerned, love is a kind of affection that I have longed for infinitely but pushed it far away.
And the second kind of girls don't care much about having love, because most of them are at work and have found a boss to support them, and they have lived a road that is not sure if they are happy, but is bound to be full of thorns.
The thorns include the boss's own inherent family children and marriage, as well as the public opinion of the outside world towards you. To be honest, in the first few eyes when I secretly looked at him, I thought I was in love.
But when this man stuffed his business card to my chest, I knew that the love in my heart, the love I wanted had been shattered.
Later, I left in a hurry, taking advantage of my physical discomfort as an excuse to return to my own floor that was lower than the sisters upstairs.
I was in the shabby lounge, clutching my chest, crying silently.
I think maybe no one else can understand me.
But at that moment I knew that there were boundaries and differences between people. For a person like me, my identity at this moment, and even my eyes, are not qualified to become casual.
Because when my dignity and my image are trampled on by a boy who has a good opinion of him, no one can bear the sorrow and sorrow in my heart.
And I know that for him to make such a condescending and so contemptuous behavior, the living environment must be inferior, unlike me.
Next, I panicked for many days. Although I didn't look at him, from his behavior, I knew that he could see my thoughts. But what I was worried about eventually happened.
With his identity, and the floor where the party was held, there is no need to appear in my area.
Later he told me that he inquired for a long time before he knew that I was working downstairs.
However, unlike what I expected, he came to my floor, but it really looked like we had never seen him before. Even if he passed me by, his eyes never moved at all.
In fact, this is the best situation for me, but this is the case for girls.
Seeing him turning a blind eye to me made my heart sore.
Later, I felt very ridiculous.
It’s also me who is attracted to him, and it’s me who is humiliated by him. It’s also me who wants to never see him again, because it looks good, even if it’s ashamed, even if it doesn’t seem to have self-esteem, it still feels sad because of his blindness and cannot help but continue Secretly glanced at him, another glance.
In fact, I was in the midst of his kind of wanting to get caught, but he told me later that he pretended not to know me and wanted to irritate me because he saw me dodge his eyes.
I pretended not to care. Actually, I didn't tell him that his childish behavior was very successful. After a long time, he still pretended not to know me, but he started to routinely follow his friends to buy my wine.
At first I felt embarrassed, but soon I figured it out. As early as when he put his business card on my chest, I had no dignity in his heart and in the relationship between the two of us. .
Even if I was stubborn, I would not go against money. At that time, I needed money too much.
And I succeeded because of him, and really earned a grand slam.
I started to taste a little bit of sweetness from him.
My attitude is getting more and more relaxed, and when Yo is willing to accept his alms-like consumption, it is because he will not force me to make any physical contact with him or his friends, or I don’t want to do it. Things. Except for me being in front of him, completely disregarding my self-esteem and face, I am very satisfied with this money.
The only difference with those uncles is that he looks down on me, but I like him. I think my self-esteem is low in the dust, and the uncle looks down on me, but I don't care.
Also, the uncle would touch me and stretch out his salty pig's hand to me, he would not, he was very regular, very honest, and stuffed his business card. This is the most extraordinary and intimate interaction he has ever done with me. I chose the former to sell my dignity or my body.
The delicate relationship between us lasted for a long time, and we didn't even have contact in private.
Once, when I got off work and went out from the back door of KTV to go back to the dormitory, I was suddenly stopped by a foot. At first I thought it was a gangster. I looked at the other party's face with the help of the light, only to find that it was him.
I was a little surprised, he asked me if I wanted to go home with him, and reached out to me.
I don't know what's wrong with me, but I shook it up.
When I arrived at his house, I found that it could not be called a home, because everything there is brand new, more like a long-term rental, private express hotel.
He took a shower first, and I finished the shower. When the water from the shower sprinkled on my face, I panicked.
I only understood what I was doing at that time.
But it seemed that everything was too late.
The most surprising thing was that after I came out of the shower, he took a shower first. He was already asleep and started snoring.
I stunned in front of the bed, looked at him who was snoring, and couldn't help but laugh.
At that time, I thought that instead of being bought all night, I was in a relationship with someone I liked.
But this illusion soon shattered.
Because when he woke up the next day, he just left a note to me and said to call him when he woke up.
I looked at the strange environment, the strange bed, and even the self in the mirror became strange.
I called and told him that I was leaving, and he said to contact me next time, and I said yes.
Less than five minutes after I hung up, I earned 5,000 yuan in the Alipay account to which my phone number belongs.
At that time, I was walking on the street and I laughed at the five thousand yuan transferred in.
After laughing, tears flowed out unconsciously.
Five thousand yuan, one night of mine, one night when nothing happened, is worth five thousand. If the two of us did it at Xuantian night, would I be able to get ten thousand today?