Street corner

The man looks mediocre, and his body is very thin. If he is thrown in a sea of ​​people, he may bump into his face, or bump into his shirt with others. The clothes are fashionable in the season, but they are worn out.Everyone has one, so he has one too.

The only thing that makes him look less mediocre on the street, perhaps, is the stack of cards with a red background in his hand, on which is a photo of himself in black stockings.

The bones are so clear, if it wasn't for the bad pixels on the card, perhaps no one would have dared to look directly at his bony legs, and it was also because of the poor pixels that he couldn't see his mediocre face clearly. Hazy and alluring.

There is also a row of numbers on the card, which should be a mobile phone number starting from 136.

There are very few people on the streets at night, especially on the street corners of second-tier cities after twelve o'clock. Most of them are young people who have left the night shift and drivers who parked at the corner to rest.

Or people like Gu Huan, people who got off the journey bus, carrying big bags and small bags.

Gu Huan dragged the suitcase, squatted down on the corner of the street, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one, lit it, and smoked quietly.

The man shrank aside, looking at his smoking side face, the smoke lingered on his face, the man thought he was very good-looking, and then looked down at the puddle of water left after the rain, his face was reflected in it, and That person is not of the same class.

The man clenched the card in his hand, looked at Gu Huan cautiously, did not move, finally made up his mind to hand it over, and just as he took a step forward, he bumped into an aunt who was coming around the corner, she was cursing, her voice was The empty streets echoed.

Gu Huan threw away the cigarette, stepped on it a few times, and looked back, the man immediately lowered his head and handed the card to the aunt. The aunt took a look and threw it at the man's face: "Slut!" The card fell on the man. At the foot, the aunt spit on it and left.

The man still lowered his head, stepped on the fallen card with his foot, covered it completely with the sole of his foot, and then raised his eyes. Gu Huan was still looking at him, and walked towards him.

"What is this?" Gu Huan asked, looking at the red card in his hand.

The man didn't speak, shook his head, and stuffed the card into his broken pocket.

"If you don't take it out, I'll call the police." Gu Huan's tone was contemptuous and threatening. The man grabbed the hem of his clothes, took it out, handed it to Gu Huan with both hands like a tribute, and said in a low voice, "Don't, Don't call the police...please."

"How do you ask?" Gu Huan held the card between his index and middle fingers, glanced at it, raised his eyebrows, and then glanced at the man, as if wondering if the person on the card was the same person in front of him, "You do this?"

"For survival..."

"How much is it for one night?" Gu Huan put the card into his pocket and asked directly.

"I, I don't count on one night...just, just do it once, fifty." The man's voice was as thin as a mosquito's leg, and he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him.

Fifty.rare.Never seen so few.

Gu Huan raised his chin. He was an ordinary man, but luckily his eyes were pretty. At least in this dark night and under the light of the messy neon lights on the street corners, his eyes were charming.

"I'll give you one hundred." Gu Huan let go of his chin, "How to do it. Where to do it."

"Usually, I usually go to the public toilet...The hotel is too dangerous..." The man lowered his head heavily again, looking at a small red card at his feet.

"It's too dirty." Gu Huan put his hands in his pockets, "Can you clean it?"

"what?"

"Are you sick?" Gu Huan was worried about this.

"No. I always ask to wear it, wear it..." The man didn't say anything, he felt that he was dirty.It's the same with or without a condom, it's dirty but not sick.

"Go to my house." After Gu Huan finished speaking, he walked in front, and the man followed in his footsteps.

Gu Huan lived in a wealthy neighborhood in the center of the city. He led the man into the house, opened the door of the guest room, and signaled the man to go in: "Take off."

The man saw that the guest room was very simple. There was only one bed without a quilt and only one pillow, but it was better than a public toilet. He skillfully took off his shirt and pants, but hesitantly did not take off his underwear. It was done in the room, very formal and grand, and he was a little embarrassed.

"What's the matter?" Gu Huan leaned against the door, "I'll get the condom, you take it off quickly."

"Oh." The man nodded and took off his pants cruelly.

Gu Huan came back with the condom, took a look at him, he was terribly thin, gritted his teeth, and turned off the light.