cool

In the past, Wen Liang thought that he had been in MIX for so long, and he had seen everything he should see. After he started working as a "wild|prostitute", he realized how naive he was.

There are many perverts in the rich and noble families, but there are only a few more perverted poor people who come out to prostitute with their hard-earned money.Most of these people have a low level of education, no common sense of hygiene, and most of them have some psychological problems.Anyone who has a little money and a bit of flirtatiousness hangs out in gay bars, or in consumer places, such as MIX.Those who come out to sell, like Wen Liang, who have a little foundation but stand on the street, are really a minority.

But with someone like Wen Liang, it can't be said that other people have psychological problems.

Wen Liang has a regular customer who is in his 40s and is not married. He is a bit eccentric. He likes to play with needles, steel needles for sewing clothes, and he keeps a needle in his pocket all day.The first time Wen Liang was with him, he was stabbed several times, the prick was still deep, the blood was not able to flow out, the eye of the needle was red, and Wen Liang was always worried that he would have a tetanus for a while.

There is another one who likes to make Wen Liang change into all kinds of strange underpants, and then lick them with his tongue, but because Wen Liang doesn't respond from underneath, this customer always returns disappointed.

As for the one who asked Wen Liang to call him "Daddy", because Wen Liang was unwilling to speak up no matter what, he couldn't get up the next day after beating Wen Liang.

All these are too numerous to enumerate, and Wen Liang doesn't know how he got here day by day, sometimes his mind will be in chaos for a long time, he can't remember what he has done, and how long it has passed , I don't know if I'm asleep or awake.When I woke up again, it was like having a nightmare. The cold feeling still remained in my senses, but I couldn't remember the content of the dream.

He is also very addicted to cigarettes. Sometimes he has to smoke three packs of cigarettes a day. He has no money to pay attention to. He smokes two packs of low-quality cigarettes. The choking feeling is almost the same as smoking leaves directly.

Whether time flies, or how life feels like years, time is always moving forward second by second.As time accumulated little by little, Wen Liang found that he seldom thought of Jin Ye anymore.

The love between him and Jin Ye was a mistake at the beginning. He should never have met Jin Ye, and should not have been so foolish as to get tired of him. No matter how much he yearns for this love and warmth in his heart, he absolutely cannot tolerate himself. It was known by Jin Ye with such a dirty appearance.

He shouldn't have gotten into it in the first place, so he just kept running away afterwards.Apart from running away, he couldn't think of any solution. There was no way for him to stay with Jin Ye in a clean and frank manner. He couldn't tolerate his uncleanness, and he was also afraid of all the consequences.Jin Ye, this innocent young man, his last piece of pure land, his last self-esteem and pride, his last love and care, accepted his softest and cleanest love.It's like a drowning person grabbing a straw, knowing it's useless but reluctant to let it go; like a match in the palm of his hand walking in the dark night, the hopeless warmth is the only way to comfort and deceive himself Yes; like a tired mouse running out of a dirty underground tunnel, curling up its dirty body cautiously, tricking humans into holding him as a pet, such love and tenderness make him seem to be bathed in clear light The joy and comfort in it comforted his cold and scarred heart in wandering, and made him feel as if he was facing an abyss.He knew that he was unworthy, he was beyond redemption, and it was easier for him to survive in the dark, cold and smelly environment than in the hands of that man, at least he could save one crime from his sentence.

Because of love, he loathed himself even more, but he couldn't control himself. He couldn't help touching and accepting it. Ironed sigh.

Now Wen Liang only hopes that he will never see Jin Ye again for the rest of his life, lying to himself that Jin Ye doesn't know anything.He only thought that he and Jin Ye are in the past, everything is over, he stopped, Jin Ye has turned around, they have become passers-by, and everything will not develop into evil again.

Now everything is developing for the better, no matter how disgusting he is, it won't be disgusting to Jin Ye.

That's it... that's enough.

Wen Liang didn't want to admit it, but in fact what he was doing now was waiting for Yang Yang to die.He wholeheartedly waited for this result, this signal that everything came to an end, he could let go and leave.Try to think of everything else as a process, close your eyes and count the rhythm of the second hand, tick, tick, tick.

The days of living are so tormented that I have no choice but to lie to myself and coax myself: it will be over soon, so bear with it a little longer.

But Jin Ye refused to let go.

Late that night, the dilapidated small hotel was broken into by the yellow police. The man on Wen Liang was so frightened that he hugged his head and squatted on the ground. Wen Liang was still wearing ridiculous sexy underwear. Red rope around the waist.He stood up slowly, his face was numb, expressionless, without saying a word, he crouched in the corner with his head in his arms.

The anti-pornography police immediately threw him a sheet, and he just put the sheet over his shoulders, bowed his head and remained motionless.The anti-pornography policeman glanced at him and sneered: "It's been a long time to see you!" He picked up a pair of pants on the bed and threw them on Wen Liang's head, and said sharply, "Put them on!"

To Wen Liang, wearing good clothes is no different from not wearing any clothes. He was taken back to the police station that night, questioned and answered, and confessed. When asked "why did you engage in prostitution?" Wen Liang said bluntly: "Lack of money.", but when asked what to do with the money, Wen Liang didn't speak.He paid Yangyang's medical expenses every morning, and a thought flashed in Wen Liang's mind, if he stayed in prison for a few days, would the hospital still treat Yangyang after he got out?If... Yangyang died, he would no longer have to struggle to support himself.

The huge temptation at that moment almost stunned him, so he didn't say anything more.

After the questioning and the fingerprint of the confession, Wen Liang was taken to the confinement room, waiting to be transferred to the detention center tomorrow. Unexpectedly, not long after entering, he started knocking on the iron railing on the door.

A little policeman shouted impatiently: "Knock what! There is a urine bucket in the corner!"

Wen Liang shouted: "My daughter is still in the hospital, and the medicine fee for tomorrow has not been paid yet, so let me go! Let me go!"

The little policeman violently knocked on the railing with his baton: "Who are you fooling? You just sleep!"

"It's true! It's true! My daughter's name is Nuannuan. She's hospitalized in the Third Hospital. She has a heart attack. If you don't believe me, go ask! Call and ask!" Wen Liang shouted while grabbing the railing, wanting to kill herself Oh, how could he, how could he abandon Yang Yang just now!She is so small, she is his daughter!

"Okay, okay, stop shouting! I'll report to our team leader, just wait!"

Wen Liang waited quietly in the dark, listening to the sound of footsteps in the distance. Until dawn, the little policeman never came back.

What he didn't know was that shortly after he announced his name, the phone number of the police station began to be reported layer by layer, all the way to the cell phone of the director of the Municipal Bureau of W City.

Before dawn, a private plane quietly took off from the military airport in City S and headed towards City W.

The author has something to say: Jin Ye is here!This is not cruel~