"Are you serious?" she asked.

"Of course, I've liked you since the first time we met, maybe it's fate. With a smile between her eyebrows, her aunt looked at her lovingly, as if she was really looking at her own child.

Looking at her sincere eyes, the prostitute only felt puzzled, tilted her head slightly, and asked in disbelief, "I grew up in the dust..."

"Would you like to hear a story?" the "five-six-zero" prostitute asked softly, turning her head to look at her.

"If you're willing to tell me, I'd love to. The aunt nodded slightly, and the expression on her face became serious.

“......"

The prostitute chuckled, she stood up with her towel in her hand, walked to the bed, took out a pack of cigarettes from under the pillow, raised her feet to the bedside, sat sideways on the window, lowered her head and lit the cigarette, took a deep breath, and turned her head to look downstairs.

"I heard the matchmaker say that I was just born, and I was thrown at the door, and she heard my cry, ran out to see me, and picked me up. "

Her voice was soft, not a single ripple could be heard, as if she was not telling her own story, but someone else's story.

"It was the matchmaker who raised me, in my heart, the matchmaker is my own mother, although she is strict, but it is all for my good, after all, in that place, if you want to survive, I have no choice but to sell my body. "

"The first time I picked up customers was when I was twelve years old, and at that time my appearance was basically growing, and most of the men who came there were for fun..."

With that, she took another sip and spit into the sky.

"My first pick-up, you know too. "..“ Later that night, his wife came up and came into the room, with a few housekeepers behind her, and when she came in, she didn't say a word, and the housekeepers began to beat me indiscriminately. "

"And the man, on the other hand, quietly ran to the woman's side, and watched me coldly and was beaten, and I thought it was ridiculous to think about it, and I thought that he could, but I forgot..." He's just a tenant, a tenant who comes for fun..."

"Under the stick, the woman said..."

"You are just a cheap embryo, you still dare to seduce my man, and you don't look at what your identity is, before you do anything, you have to ask yourself if you are worthy!"

"Don't blame the old lady for not reminding you, if there is a next time, it won't be so simple.....",

"And when they had said that, they left, and I was already weak, and I lay in bed for three days, and for three days..."

"The matchmaker took my place and went to pick up the guests for me..."

"Fool, don't say any more, it's all gone, it's all gone!" said her aunt, looking at her reddened eyes, and whispering comfortingly.

“......"

She threw down the cigarette in her hand, threw herself into her arms, hugged her neck tightly, and choked up, "I... I really regret it! I didn't save her at the time! Why didn't I die!! Damn it, it's me, not her!!"

"Don't blame you! Don't think about it, the source of all this is not you, it's just fate. The aunt patted her on the back and comforted her softly, and by this time she began to hate her for being too poor to comfort her. _

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