Stubborn illness

"Hello, where are you?" I lowered my voice.

"Where are you?" The other party spoke bluntly.

"I'm in Foshan."

"Where did you see my phone?"

"In the restroom of the Foshan bus station."

"Oh, I'm in XX, come here? When will you come?"

"You are?……."

"We are a club, XX club, call me when you come." The other party hung up hastily.

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"Hello, I want to ask if there are any middle-aged people in your place?"

"Yes, there are people of all ages, do you want to come?"

"Well, I want to go and have a look when I have time."

"Call me when you come."

"OK, all right."

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"Hello, what should I call you?"

"Just call me XX, do you want to come over today?"

"Think about it, but..., hehe, I'm still a little scared when I put down the phone."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I don't know, I just always wanted to take a look, but I always gave up after making the phone call."

"You think about it, come if you want, it's nothing, nothing to be afraid of, we only do business, and we don't cheat."

"Hehe, how is business?"

"Not bad, Saturdays, Sundays or holidays would be better."

"Oh, in general, how many people are there in a day?"

"Is it normal?"

"Yes."

"It's hard to say, sometimes more, sometimes less."

"Are there many technicians in your place?" At that time, I didn't know what the technicians did. It was probably the same as those who massage feet and massage.

"Ten or so, sometimes thirty or so."

"Which age group are they all in?"

"Most are handsome young men in their 20s."

"Are there middle-aged ones? In their 40s." I've asked him that question before.

"I don't have it here, but if you want it, I can find it for you."

"Oh, thank you."

"Come?"

"Well, let me think about it. Excuse me, XX, I think I will always choose a time to go."

"Call me when you come."

"OK, thanks."

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"Hello, I'm sorry, you won't bother me, right? I always stop calling after calling, haha." I laughed deliberately to cover up my nervousness.

"No, nothing."

"Then..., so what..., is there a lot of people today? Today is worship."

"It's not too much during the day, they come and go, and there are more at night, and many of them are taken out for the night."

"Oh, may I ask what the price is?"

"300 for fast food in the clubhouse, 500 for open room fast food, 1200 for the night package, and the customer pays for round-trip taxis."

"Oh." I gasped, it was quite expensive. "Then, how do I get there?"

"Are you driving?"

"No, I take the bus."

"At the Foshan Bus Station, take the bus directly to XXXXXX, transfer to XXX to XXXXX, then take XXXXX, transfer to XXXXX. When you arrive, make a call, and I will come out to pick you up."

"Hehe, it seems a little far away."

"It's not very far, but there is no direct bus."

"It would be great if I could see your technician first, haha."

"Yes, there are our technicians on the Internet, you can check them out and choose them."

"Oh, really?"

"You add my QQ, I'll send you a link, you can go and see for yourself, you can choose whichever you like, you can have fast food, you can take it out for a night out, it's all fine." He was already defenseless against me, and his tone became very Mildly, the parsing becomes very detailed.

"OK, thanks."

"You're welcome, let me know which one you like in advance, and call me when you come."

"OK, all right."

I was still hesitant in the end, asked for leave, took a rest, but it didn’t pass, turned on the computer at night, added his Q number, we chatted a little more, he sent me a link about their clubhouse, I opened it, reflected The pictures in front of my eyes are all very young handsome guys, shirtless, wearing a pair of tight pants all over the body, or not wearing them at all, with a gauze covering the main part, revealing black and white,... .

Too young, too immature, aren't they?Are they just there to make money?

I don't like it, I don't like it, it's too young, I like at least 36 years old, if it's a bit bearded, if it's a bit rough, if it's a bit vicissitudes,...

Like the annual rings on a tree stump, there are traces of time. I like that kind of accumulation. It looks like it has been experienced by wind and rain. It is like scratches on life, yes, there are scratches on life.