The bald man chose No. 6 and entered the room again. The boss said to Shi Wangfu, who had been waiting for a long time, "You should try another one. Miss No. 4 has special circumstances and cannot serve you." Shi Wangfu remembered what Miss No. 4 once said to him, who wants you to tip? He felt that she still had some affection for him. Now that she had eaten too much and drank too much, Wangfu really wanted to go in and see her, so he said to the boss: I have chosen No. 4. The boss advised her again: She was a little drunk and should not accept customers.
I chose her. Shi Wangfu emphasized his intention again, and the boss agreed, saying in a preferential tone: I'll give you two o'clock to do it, and she will wait for you when she wakes up. But you have to pay a fee before entering. Shi Wangfu paid the boss a hundred yuan according to the price without hesitation, and walked straight into Miss No. 4's private room No. 4.
Just as he walked to the door, the smell of alcohol filled his nose. Shi Wangfu looked around and saw Miss No. 4 lying on the edge of the bed with her body bent in an arch shape. Her hair was disheveled and her face was leaning forward. She was vomiting dirt. There was foul-smelling dirt under the edge of the bed. things.
How can I still be in the mood to accept the love between a man and a woman like this? At that moment, Miss No. 4 found someone standing at the door and glanced at Shi Wangfu. She did not speak and was still vomiting. When she was not vomiting, there was still sticky saliva around her mouth.
Seeing that she looked haggard and a little heartbroken, Shi Wangfu walked into the room, took a towel from the drawstring in the air, wiped the dirt around her mouth, then walked out of the room, got a handful of firewood ash from outside the door and sprinkled it on On the dirt on the floor, stir it a few times and sweep it with a broom, which not only eliminates the smell, but also achieves the effect of cleaning and decontamination.
Shi Wangfu pulled the quilt over again and covered her. She opened her tired almond-shaped eyes and whispered: Thank you, you came at the wrong time.
I came at just the right time, miss. You need someone to take care of you now, and I came in just to take care of you. Shi Wangfu touched her hand and felt it was cold. He stuffed her hand into the quilt and pressed the corners of the quilt tightly. Then he said some words of care and comfort until she fell asleep, which was equivalent to doing two things. time, before leaving, he gently closed the door.
When Shi Wangfu came for the second time, Miss No. 4 served him physically and did not accept a tip from him. She also asked him if there was a place outside. If there was a place, she would ask for leave and make an appointment somewhere, so that the seat fee could be waived.
. Shi Wangfu put on his clothes properly and did not answer her, because he had no place at all and it was impossible for him to take her to the hair salon where he worked. If he did, the salon owner would interfere and even fire him.
He snorted and hesitated to Miss No. 4. Shi Wangfu had some love for her. He kissed her face and said softly: I really want to marry you.
After hearing this, Miss No. 4 reacted and hugged Shi Wangfu tightly. She said: When can you marry me? In fact, I am tired of this humiliating life of selling my body.
Just wait. Shi Wangfu grabbed one of her delicate hands again, kissed her, and then went out and walked to the aisle. He returned, hugged Miss No. 4, and reached out to gently caress her back and head.
He touched a light green butterfly hairpin on her head, stopped his hand, and asked with a sigh, should you tell me your name?
Miss No. 4 said: My name is Gan Bo Rong. Shi Wangfu also reported his name, and then said in a firm tone: I will definitely marry you. Gan Bo Rong nodded slightly, with a happy smile on his face.
Shi Wangfu said: You should give me a token of love. Gan Bo Rong pondered for a long time, stretched his hand to his head, took off the light green bow, and handed it to Shi Wangfu: I don't have anything valuable, so I'll give you this.
Shi Wangfu took the bow and said: This is a token of love, more valuable than expensive things. He looked at it again and again, like looking at flowers blooming in early spring, as if there was a fragrance that intoxicated him. He put it into the chest pocket of his underwear and said: Put it on my chest, and I will always feel your presence. , feel your tenderness towards me.
After Shi Wangfu left this time, when he came back a few days later, Gan Bo Rong was nowhere to be seen. When he asked her where she had been, the owner of the hair salon said: A man rented her out.
Shi Wangfu felt a chill in his heart. The owner of the hair salon didn't care and said that there are more beautiful pink hair here. As long as you are willing to spend money, he can rent it to you, but the rent is expensive. Shi Wangfu was not interested and said he wanted Gan Bo Rong.
The owner of the hair salon was surprised. Generally, the name of the lady in the hair salon is not disclosed to the clients, and the girls in the salon do not need the clients to tell their real names. In this case, the madam boss Xu felt that Shi Wangfu was different from Miss No. 4, so he said: If you insist on picking her, just wait, she will come back in the afternoon or evening. Shi Wangfu did not wait long, nor could he wait long. He only asked for two hours' leave.
On the third day, he went to the North Street Hair Salon again and finally met Gan Bo Rong. He quickly paid the seat fee and walked into the already familiar room No. 4. Gan Bo Rong also entered after him. , as soon as he entered the room, he turned back to look at Gan Bo Rong, and found that she no longer had an ambiguous affection for him, but had a frosty look on her face. He wanted to hug her and make love, but when he saw her like this, he said: "Bu Rong, what are you doing?" Already?
Bu Rong started to say, "Give me back the bow I gave you last time." These words were sudden. Shi Wangfu raised his hand and touched his chest. The bow was still in his underwear, but he didn't intend to take it out. Instead, he said to Ganburong: This is the love token you gave me, why do you want to return it? Bu Rong, I love you very much. If it weren't for you here, I wouldn't have come to the North Street Hair Salon.
Gamburong glanced at the bed waiting for the guests and said: I am not worthy of you, please return the bow to me, otherwise, don't expect me to treat you today...
Shi Wangfu saw that the silver phoenix hairpin on her head was more elegant and expensive than the bow. He suddenly felt that the bow in the pocket of her underwear was no longer a token of love, but an awl that dampened his feelings. Even so, he didn't want to give it back to her. He thought it had a use and could use it to witness the ruthlessness of being a bitch.
In his heart, Shi Wangfu really liked her. Because of her, he completely forgot Liu Sanmei; because of her, he had no interest in other women.
But the indifference of Gan Bo Rong in front of him made him feel melancholy. He was so angry that he cursed secretly: Aren't you just a bitch, but you are still so arrogant? But he still put on a smile and said that you have served me first and I will return it to you. I can't wear this bow anyway.
Gan Bu Rong believed him, but after closing the door and doing the romantic thing, Shi Wangfu regretted it again: Bu Rong, I love you to death! This love token cannot be returned to you. I am working hard to make money now. When I make enough money, I will redeem you and marry you. Gan Bo Rong shook his head, with an angry look on his face: Once a gentleman has said something, it is difficult for a horse to chase it. You don't mean what you say, you are a villain.
A villain is a villain. Shi Wangfu started to leave in a smooth tone, but Gan Bo Rong held him back. Shi Wangfu took the opportunity to kiss the back of her white hand, then pushed her away, smiled evilly, opened the door and walked away quickly. After walking a few steps, he turned back and said, "Is it urgent?" I'll come next time, bye!
