One evening a week later, Wu Zhenri approached South Street and saw the figure of Hu Mimi who was repairing a clock in the distance. Her hair was shawl, her head was slightly tilted forward, and she was concentrating on a dial.
The posture, expression and movements seemed to Wu Zhenri a kind of intoxicating beauty.
However, he was unwilling and seemed to dare not approach Hu Mimi. He stood under a camphor tree on the side of the road, watching her quietly, admiring her, and seemed to be waiting for her.
But Hu Mimi didn’t know this at all. When Hu Mimi closed her stall at 10 o'clock in the evening and left South Street to go home, she suddenly found someone following her. When she turned around, she saw that it was none other than Wu Zhenri.
She was quite surprised. Wu Zhenri hurriedly said in a trembling voice, Mimi, I love you and like you. I stood under the camphor tree on South Street looking at you from a distance, just to look at you, for nearly three hours.
Shut up. Stop wishful thinking! Hu Mimi said this, turned around and moved on. But Wu Zhenri still followed behind and said infatuatedly, Hu Mimi, can you let me give you a ride?
The ghost wants you to send it? Hu Mimi turned around and stared at him with raised eyebrows. If you dare to follow me again, I will call the police.
As Hu Mimi took out her mobile phone from her bag, Wu Zhenri was really afraid that she would call the police. He immediately recalled with disgust the feeling of kneeling when being interrogated at the police station, and quickly said, forget it, forget it, I won't I'm sending it to you again. I have good intentions, but you treat it like a donkey's liver and lungs.
Watching Hu Mimi turn and leave, he no longer missed her, as if what she left was a shadow that should have been erased from his mind long ago.
Since then, Wu Zhenri has not looked for Hu Mimi. He originally wanted to stay in the north and build a love nest with Hu Mimi, but his heart has stopped. He returned to the south lonely as soon as his internship ended.
Wu Zhenri was very depressed. He returned to his hometown of Kapok Town and drank all day long to numb himself and forget the unpleasant days when his love was frustrated during his college internship.
But when he woke up, Hu Mimi's enchanting image appeared in his mind, but another rational voice said to him: Zhenri, it's impossible for you and her, so come back to reality!
At that time, the south was much more open than the north, and even small towns like Kapok had a red light district.
The red light district is full of foreign women, and prostitutes can pick and choose at will.
With a smile on her face, the madam always enthusiastically brings her clients to the inner hall, points to a large wall with photos of women with different looks and postures and says to her clients, "Whoever you choose will be the one."
That morning, Wu Zhenri also walked into the red light district of Kapok Town. He also wanted to have some fun and relieve the depression that had accumulated in his heart for many days.
The madam, a coquettish middle-aged woman, took him to the hall like she usually did to any guest and looked at the photos of many women on the wall. She said that you had taken the photo and asked me to get a sign. Each woman's photo was numbered. All you have to do is say the number.
Wu Zhenri looked up and counted one by one. There were 108 women in the wall. Most of them were young girls, but there were also good-looking middle-aged women.
Seeing that his eyes were scanning the place, the old bustard introduced him that all the people who came here were heroes. With 108 beauties, we could receive and comfort 108 heroes at a time. You choose one! There must be something you like among the 108 beauties.
Wu Zhenri smiled at the madam and nodded, thinking that there was some truth in her crooked reasoning.
He thought of himself. Although he is not a hero, he is a quasi-hero, but he was "forced". If the Hu Mimi I like is still with me and does not leave a blank space for my feelings, I will never do it. Come here. I was clearly "forced" to come here. Aren't the 108 heroes on Shuibo Liang Mountain all forced up?
At this moment, Wu Zhenri's eyes stayed on the last one, that is, the face of the 108 women. Her pair of charming almond eyes and her fair, awl face looked a bit like Hu Mimi. That's all. Without thinking, he turned back to the Madam. Say, I chose No. 108.
Then you have to wait, just sit in the lobby and wait, she is waiting for another hero in room 108. The madam looked at Wu Zhenri's expression while explaining.
Wu Zhenri felt a little cold and rebellious: It turns out that the woman I like has been used by many heroes before me, and it is rare for me to seize the opportunity.
The madam seemed to notice his hesitation, so she said, if you want to change, you can find another woman, as some are available.
After all, the madam is experienced and speaks the truth. The women here are no better than women who are wives at home. They only serve their husbands. They have to serve many guests frequently. Otherwise, how can they eat this bowl of rice?
Wu Zhenri, who was hesitant at first, simply said, "Stop talking, I will choose No. 108 and wait a moment."
As he spoke, he walked a few steps forward and sat on the sofa in the hall.
The madam said, you should open the ticket first! Wu Zhenri got up again and walked to the front desk with the madam. He took out his wallet and asked a woman sitting at the table how much it would cost to go in and have fun.
Which number did you choose? Prices vary. The woman opened her big eyes and looked at him and said.
Her eyelashes are so long and dark that you can tell they are glued on. She seemed to be embarrassed for others to look at her, so she lowered her head after speaking.
The old bustard standing aside answered for Wu Zhenri, No. 108.
The woman looked up at Wu Zhenri again and said, Sir, No. 108 costs 300 yuan an hour.
Wu Zhenri was a little hesitant, so the woman pointed to a price list for picking up beautiful women posted on the wall and said, "It's clearly marked on it, take a look."
It’s not that I don’t think it’s expensive, I just don’t have enough money in my pocket. Wu Zhenri opened his wallet and took out three coupons for the woman to see. There were only two 100 yuan coupons and one 50 yuan coupon, which was obviously not enough.
250 is a silly number. That woman asked Wu Zhenri for his opinion, could you please let an older woman serve you?
Are there any cheaper ones? Wu Zhenri opened his eyes in confusion.
have. It's like this. Every time a beautiful woman picks up a customer for one hour, it costs 300 yuan for those aged 16 to under 20; 200 yuan for those aged 20 to under 30; and 150 yuan for those over 30 years old. Which level do you want to play? The woman explained patiently, ending with a complaint. The form on the wall was clearly marked, but you didn't look at it.
I want beauty No. 108. If I don’t have enough money, can I get it on credit? Or I can give you an IOU for 50 yuan, okay? Wu Zhenri made this decision because the appearance of beauty No. 108 was very similar to that of Hu Mimi. He was still in love with Hu Mimi in his heart. Although he knew rationally that beauty No. 108 was not Hu Mimi, he wanted to use this to comfort his almost obsessed love. emotion.
We can't set this precedent. You only have 50 yuan left. Can't you go back and get enough before you come back? Besides, Beauty No. 108 doesn’t know how to run away. As the woman spoke, she looked at the madam standing in front of the stage, which made people feel that she could not make the decision.
The old madam smiled kindly at Wu Zhenri and said, I will do as you wish and issue an IOU of 50 yuan. I believe you. As long as you come often to take care of the business, we welcome you and guarantee that you will have fun here. .
Wu Zhenri immediately handed over 250 yuan to the woman, then asked for a piece of paper and a pen, wrote an IOU and handed it to the woman.
The woman waved her hand and asked the madam to enter the counter. She leaned close to her ear and whispered in her ear, if this gentleman leaves and never comes back again after playing this time, what will happen if the 50 yuan is not returned?
forget about it. The madam whispered.
The woman was afraid of taking responsibility, so she asked the madam to sign the 50 yuan IOU before she gave up.
At this time, a middle-aged man came over and handed Beauty Tag No. 108 to the woman, who handed it to Wu Zhenri. Wu Zhenri felt disgusted for no reason when he saw the unshaven man, and even felt that he should go there. The beauty No. 108 who picks up hundreds of customers has no taste anymore, even if it has taste, it will change. He felt that he had stepped onto a pirate ship and could not easily regret it, so he had no choice but to ferry to the place where he should ferry.
At this moment, the madam smiled and led him through the hall and went straight to room 108. As they approached the door, the madam stopped and returned knowingly, as if she had completed her mission.
Room No. 108 has no door, just a cloth curtain, half-closed.
Wu Zhenri walked in and saw a girl with shawl hair sitting on the bed, her face turned sideways and not looking back at him.
Wu Zhenri walked around and took a look at her head on. Her appearance was very similar to Hu Mimi's, and her skin was as white as cream and seemed to be more lustrous than Hu Mimi's.
Wu Zhenri immediately felt desire, waved the No. 108 card in front of her eyes, and said, Miss, this card is not bad!
The girl didn't even look at the number plate and said to Wu Zhenri, could there be any mistakes? It's the front desk's fault and I don't care.
Wu Zhenri didn't care about her answer. He couldn't wait to get her body, so he sat next to her. He put one hand around the girl's back and wanted to hug her, but she moved away from the edge of the bed, stood up and said, "Slow down." , put down the door curtain.
Wu Zhenri nodded, looked at her, and walked to put down the door curtain.
But the room is not too dark, because the turned-on wall lamp emits a pink luster. Although the reflected objects turn pink, the outlines of the objects will look clear. This pink luster can also adjust the mood and give people a sense of warmth.
Wu Zhenri turned around and saw the girl with her back to him, taking something out from the bedside table connected to the bed under the wall lamp and throwing it on the bed.
Wu Zhenri approached her without looking seriously. But the girl moved away and said conflictingly, "Put that on, otherwise don't even think about touching me."
What to put on? When Wu Zhenri asked her doubtfully, he saw that the thing on the bed was nothing else but a condom.
Wu Zhenri didn't want to wear it, so he approached her and said, "Girl, is it okay if you don't wear it?"
no! The girl said firmly.
I like you, you look a lot like the girl I fell in love with when I was an intern at college, but now that I’ve blown it, I actually think of you as her.
I am me, I am not her.
I want to have close contact with you and feel you, and I don’t want to wear that thing.
no! do you know? There was a woman who received gonorrhea because she didn't wear that thing when receiving a customer, and she became very miserable afterwards...
I'm not sick.
Who believes it?
Wu Zhenri and the girl fought for a while and refused to give in.
At this moment, when the girl saw that Wu Zhenri insisted not to wear that thing, she was determined not to let him touch her body. She suddenly sat up and looked at Wu Zhenri seriously. She felt that the man was young, good-looking, and quite handsome, so she said in a cooing voice, "If you really love me, you don't have to wear it. Unless you marry me, otherwise don't have any wishful thinking." .
