The years of chasing after the female official

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Sometimes I thought it would be nice to be a beggar.At least she always smiled when she was beaten, she must not be in such distress as me.

But when I think about it, I'm just a beggar, and I haven't experienced such a gap like mine, so how can I know my suffering.If she also fell from the clouds to the mud like me, she would definitely not be able to laugh at this moment.

It's dazzling, her smile.

I knelt in the yard and starved for two days. I had nothing to eat except for a few drops of rain that fell into my mouth.

I know that there is a narrow dog hole in the yard, as long as the group of people are not paying attention, they can easily escape from there.

However, she slipped in from that place, looking down at me kneeling in the yard like that.His eyes were full of sympathy and pity, and he even handed me the copper coins in his hand.

I think I didn't live like this a few months ago, but now, I make a beggar feel sorry for me.

"Even you look down on me?" I picked up the copper coin on the ground and threw it at her, "Why do you look down on me?"

I regretted it when I threw it out, what was wrong with her.Maybe the two copper coins are all her belongings, she gave me all my heart and eyes, but I slammed my heart on her back.

I originally thought about escaping from the dog cave today, but then I thought again, I am alone now, just like what the old bustard said.

I am already a person without relatives, even if I escape, there is no place where I can settle down safely.Either become a beggar, or be trampled upon.Instead of being embarrassed, it's better to be in the wind and the wind, at least two kinds of trampling, the latter can live more comfortably.

Sometimes I am also lucky, fortunately, I was born in a wealthy family, and I have learned some poetry, singing and dancing since I was a child. It is better than breaking into this building without learning anything.

The madam allowed me to be a maid for four years, firstly it was to build momentum for me, and secondly because I was really young, and I could get a better price if I kept her for a few years.

It was midnight when I saw the little beggar again.

Because of the lessons learned from the past, I always have the habit of carrying a pair of scissors when I sleep, even if it is dangerous, I still keep it by my side, in case I can grab the scissors in time to stab the person who plots against me.

If I had reacted a little later, the little beggar might have died under my scissors.I pointed my hand directly at her neck, life and death were all in my mind.

"It's me." She said.

I naturally knew it was her, if I didn't recognize her, she would definitely be the first ghost under my command.

"I'm here to apologize to you."

In fact, I also made mistakes. Today, I am no longer a high-ranking young lady, but a prostitute who sells and eats under the fence. Is there any reason to be angry with a person who gave me money?

When she saw that I was not angry, she grinned with a smile.I don't know what's so ridiculous, but being able to laugh like that dazzled my eyes.

"What are you doing with a twig?" I knew it was a hairpin, but I was so angry that I couldn't get a few good words out of my mouth.

"This is not a tree branch. This is a gift from me. I carved it with my own hands. It's very strong." She shook her hairpin, stretched out her hand to demonstrate to me, and wiped her messy hair in two or three strokes. Hair up.

It seemed that I was afraid that I would dislike her being dirty, so I took off the hairpin, and wiped the body of the hairpin vigorously with the corner of my clothes that was as clean as possible.

I wanted to make her feel better, so I deliberately showed her what the guests gave me during the day.

Be ashamed, look at how crude your own is, can you still laugh?

I raised my eyes, but the guy was still foolishly waiting for me to praise her for a good gift.

As soon as I thought about it, she ran away.

That was the night I regret most in my life.

If possible, I really don't want to leave such an unbearable memory in her future life.

Chapter 11

The author has something to say: Su Yu's perspective

"Su Yu, the grass butterfly garland, look, the butterflies will fly above your head."

"Su Yu, my new grasshopper, I give it to you."

"Su Yu, look, this is a grass dragonfly."

"Su Yu..."

"Su Yu..."

I don't understand how anyone in this world can be so obsessed with a jì. Even I can't help myself.

She doesn't have much wealth or wealth, but she always puts a smile on her lips every day.She is obviously a sloppy little beggar, but she looks extraordinarily good-looking when she smiles.

Furthermore, she said she liked me.

A beggar likes a jì.How ridiculous.

I originally exiled myself to sink into the world of mortals, but she told me that she liked me and wanted to redeem me.

I smiled and replied how she, a little beggar who couldn't afford food and clothing by herself, would lead me out of the sea of ​​suffering.

At that time, I had been playing and singing in Zuixianlou for a whole year, and there were still three years before my first prostitution.During this year, I managed to raise her goal to a price that would never be reached.

500 two.

Three years later, the 500 taels rose again to 5000 taels.

She said she would redeem me, and I believed it.

She walked with me through the ups and downs of the past year.I know she can't, but I still coax her, I believe.

Even if I really believe it.

When she heard that, the smile on her face became even stronger: "Su Yu, don't worry, I will definitely redeem you, I promise!"

Well, I believe.

I have the habit of keeping a diary, recording what I experienced every day, and saving it into booklets so that I can look back on the past.