On weekend night, I finished dressing in front of the mirror and walked out of the house, raised my hand to wave a taxi. My brother originally asked me where I was going with a smile. After all, who doesn’t like the beauty? After hearing the place name I reported, he stretched his face.

I smiled. I naturally wouldn't care if I experienced such things too much.

Sometimes when I meet an older brother or if I should call him "Uncle", I will advise me, "What's wrong with a beautiful girl doing? Do you have to do this?"

At this time, I would smile and tell him, "If I had a father like you who raised me, I wouldn't do this, but it would be a pity that I didn't."

When I said this, I felt no pain at all, and I even felt a sense of pleasure.

Actually, I am not a lady, I am just a waiter in a nightclub, but in the eyes of most people, there is no difference.

I have no appearance that is magnificent, no prominent life experience, and no arrogant rights. I am just an ordinary woman living in the secular world.

I was born in a small city in the south. My mother was qj when she was 18 years old, and then I was born. Women in that era were not as sensitive as people nowadays. After a month, my relatives nervously used various tools to test the distance negative and positive. My slow mother did not realize that I existed until her stomach got bigger. She had passed the time of abortion and had no choice but to give birth.

Sadly, in that era, it was a matter of anger between man and gods, and it was inevitable that I would point fingers and point. I was born with my mother's resentment, and I have never asked about it since I was born.

It was my kind grandmother who used rice soup to feed me little by little.

My grandmother also passed away when she was three years old.

I have truly become a child that my father doesn’t love and my mother doesn’t love. Every day when I go out, I will be beaten by the children around me like a mouse. My mother ignores me and spends my childhood amid insults and curses.

At that time, China's compulsory education was in full swing. My mother was called to the village committee by the village chief for half an hour to talk, and I was sent to the school the next day.

What I remember most is that no one wants to be at my desk. If the teacher asks anyone to sit with me, parents will definitely find the school the next day to ask for a seat change.

Gradually, the teachers in the school also learned about my life experience. Those people's teachers really had no temperament as human soul engineers at all, and they also began to point fingers at me.

Maybe it was at that time that such experiences made me unyielding and patient. I studied hard and studied hard, and I had to get the best every time I took the exam. I wanted those who looked down on me to see that even if I was a bastard, I was better than you, and you were not even as good as a bastard.

Another reason is that I want to leave this place with good grades.

Until now, I have always admired myself for being so far-sighted at such a young age, and knowledge can change my destiny.

Later, after graduating from elementary school, I was admitted to the key middle school in the county with excellent grades. After entering middle school, fewer and fewer people knew me, and no one knew my life experience gradually.

They only know that I am a very high-spirited girl with good grades and poor family background, that's all.

Now that I think about it, I can only summarize it in one sentence, that is, my heart is higher than the sky and my life is thinner than paper.

When I graduated from high school, I was the top scorer in our city. I unswervingly applied to the prestigious Foreign Languages ​​College in Beijing, and since then I left my nightmare.

The moment the admission notice was sent, it was circulated in the hands of everyone in the village. They praised it, and the envy in their eyes made me feel very proud.

They seemed to have forgotten that I was the child who was called a "bastard" by them since childhood.

That night, my mother put a bunch of money in front of me. The maximum face value was fifty, the smallest was fifty cents, and the middle face value was several.

"This is all the money in the family. You can take it with you. It's a matter of being able to have today. Don't come back."

This is the first time my mother said to me calmly since I was a child.

It turns out that the beginning and the end.

I counted it on the spot and asked me to forgive my reality. It is said that children from poor families are in charge early, and I am sensible very early. I can't just run out without a penny.

I calculated that the tuition and travel expenses for the first year are probably enough. As for living expenses and other things, I thought about it when I came to the school.

In this way, I happily rushed to the city where the people of the whole country were rushing to go.

Thinking about it now, I was so stupid at that time, not ordinary stupid, too second.

College life is not as pure as I imagined, especially in the foreign language college where there are so many beautiful women.

On any university campus, mediocre college students are similar, and non-mediocre college students have their own brilliance, especially the universities in Z City.

They are either fathers or senior officials, or their mothers are senior executives, and they cheat everywhere with the money given by their parents every day. I look down on such people, but I really envy them in my heart, especially whenever I go to work after class.

But I know I can't envy you if you have a good life.

My self-esteem tells me that I need to study hard. So, my daily route is basically classrooms, canteens, libraries, and workplaces, which are hard but fulfilling.

But God did not let me go, and the village chief asked someone to send me a letter.

My mother, who was almost forgotten by me, suffered from breast cancer.

I really don’t know how to describe my mood at that time. I have never eaten a bite of milk from your childhood. It’s all my fault for your breast cancer!

I really want to point at God and ask him, are you not working since I was born?

Having said that, I still made some money and sent it back quickly.

At this point, my pretty good university life ended here.

In cities where consumption levels are always ahead of other regions, I have no economic income and a seriously ill mother who completely forced me on a path of no return.

If you see a student in a certain school working part-time to study, while studying while treating his father or mother, then you must not believe it, that is simply nonsense.

Without personal experience, you can't imagine how crazy the medical expenses are now, and you can't imagine how those group of angels in white turned into vampires in white.

No, it's not just blood sucking, but even bones are not left to you.

Soon after, the mother will start the surgery. It is said that if the surgery is successful, she can save her life.

It was at that time that I sold my first night.

I think every weekend, no one is unfamiliar with the luxury car show downstairs of girls' dormitories. Even if you haven't seen it, you've heard of it.

On that weekend, I came back from work with my tired body. When I saw this scene that I had been used to downstairs, a bold idea suddenly appeared in my mind.

I gritted my teeth and stomped my feet and rushed back to the dormitory building, holding Feiyan who was smearing and scribing it carefully, "Feiyan, how much money can I make for sleeping with someone overnight?"

Feiyan, whose full name is Zhao Feiyan, is my only friend in school. She is really light and can dance in the palm of her hand. She is the pillar of the school dance team, and she looks and figures are absolutely first-class. Anyone who knows her but doesn't know her knows that she was conquered by a famous wealthy businessman in the capital. She never minds that others know, and always accepts others' comments calmly. I like her personality very much, and I don't have any special opinion on her behavior. After all, everyone has the right to choose what kind of life they want to live.

She lowered her eyelash brush when she heard this and looked at me carefully, "How did you figure it out?"

After saying that, he looked at me up and down, "Xia Luoluo, when I saw you at first, I realized that you were definitely a beautiful woman, but you always hide yourself, why are you willing now?"

"I'm in a hurry to use the money, and I only do it once, do it, are you able to do it?"

She suddenly raised her hand and touched my chest. I pushed her away and looked at her with a frown, "What are you doing?"

She didn't care at all, "Well, it's quite stock!"

I blushed a little, "Can you do it?"

"Or is it?"

"nonsense!"

"Really? You can still see somewhere in our school these days? Well, the ancestors in this city like to try something new! My sister will definitely help you sell it for a good price."

Her swearing promise made me feel awkward when I listened.

Not long after, Feiyan helped me contact me. That day she took me to buy a set of clothes and then went to a five-star hotel.

In the bathroom, I took off all my clothes and looked at my body carefully in the huge mirror, then wrapped myself in a bath towel and walked out.

Feiyan helped me put on makeup and looked amazed, "What a beautiful girl!"

Before leaving, I told me, "You must let him wear a condom, remember it!"

I don’t know who Feiyan found for me, but I only know that the price is good and it’s very good.

The process was not as sad as I thought, it was just a pain, a heart-wrenching pain. The pain made me unable to tell whether it was a pain in my body or a heartache. I clenched my fists and didn't even shed a single tear.

After that night, I got the money and borrowed it, my mother underwent the surgery as scheduled.

But the postoperative treatment costs made me worry again.

Although she was not good to me, I couldn't watch her die. For this matter, I was so worried that I didn't have the time to attend class during the day and couldn't sleep at night.

My mother, who had been in bed for a long time, finally passed away, and I was finally relieved by the burden of debts.

In the same year, I finally couldn't stand it. I dropped out of this prestigious university and entered another prestigious nightclub, which is where I am now and worked as a waiter.

It has a nice name, night color.

The vivid colors are fragrant, the night colors are seductive.

I have thought about studying while working, but in such a city, the heavy debt makes me unable to survive at all. I have thought about studying while working as a waiter, and finding a serious job to support myself when I graduate from college and have a diploma, but this will definitely not be hidden for long. Who would believe that a girl with the same schedule as a lady is not a lady? I have lived enough of those gossiping days.

I remember when I went to go through the dropout procedures, the gray-haired director sighed while stamping, "Why don't you study anymore? The grades are so good, it's a pity."

When I watched the red seal stamped on the white paper, tears finally fell.

When I learned that my mother was sick, I did not cry. During the days when I was driven crazy by money, I did not cry. When I sold myself for the first night, I did not cry. When the only relative in the world passed away, I did not cry, but now I am crying.

I felt sorry for myself and from then on I embarked on a path of no return.

I have to learn to face this cruel world alone and to be strong.

After dropping out of school, I came here with Feiyan’s introduction. It was also here. I learned what it means to burn money and how unfair this society is.

If you have money, you are the old man. If you have money, you can not regard people as human beings. As long as you have money, you can play whatever you want...

Some people say that people with status, Miss Waner is different from those with rough people.

Yes, it is indeed different. A rough person plays a lady will make you disgusted, while a person with status plays a lady will make you scared.

Many people say that the Japanese are perverted in this regard. In fact, these people are not as good as they are, and that is a group of beasts.

No, they are not even as good as beasts.

They chase excitement, get drunk in luxury nightclubs, and enjoy the best life brought by money and power.
Chapter completed!