Dear girl

Zhao Xiaoqian finally chose to leave.

In the afternoon at the train station, full of early autumn sunshine, there are hurried travelers coming and going.

Zhao Xiaoqian stood in the queue, her smile was as fragile as the morning dew.

She hugged Xia Yao and said, "Sister, resign."

Zhao Xiaoqian is a foreigner, and she should never come to this city again.This farewell, no accident, will never see you again in the future.

How long can a friendship last for a while?Zhao Xiaoqian pushed the suitcase.At the ticket gate, Xia Yao took off her backpack and handed it to Zhao Xiaoqian.

Xia Yao waved her hand: "Xiaoqian, it's fine."

Zhao Xiaoqian smiled bitterly: "Sister, goodbye."

Xia Yao gave an encouraging smile: "Bon voyage."

Coming out of the train station, Xia Yao walked slowly along the sidewalk.The sunlight is divided by the street trees, and the shadows of the trees are mottled and swaying.Passing Ginkgo, Tianzhu Gui, Xiaoye Rong... Xia Yao walked all the way to the river.

After buying a pack of cigarettes at the newsstand, Xia Yao sat down on a bench facing the river.

He took out a cigarette, lit it, took a puff, and choked until tears came out.

Cigarettes burned one by one, and in the gray smoke, Xia Yao looked at the river where the river was turning, and thought of her past reports—the siblings who dropped out of Liangshui Town; A few construction workers; a wife who stabbed her husband because of unbearable domestic violence; parents who could not afford the medical expenses, sold their property, and begged along the street...

Xia Yao exhaled the last puff of cigarette, stood up, holding on to the railing with both hands.

If someone passes by here at this time, they will see a girl with a beautiful face and a dusty temperament, who is a little disappointed in the face of the river, and sighs a poem from nearly 1000 years ago:

"The world is a big dream, and life is cool in autumn several times. At night, the wind and leaves are already singing in the corridor. Look at the brows and temples.

The wine is cheap and there are few customers, and the moonlight is often hindered by clouds.Who will be alone in the Mid-Autumn Festival?Look north sadly. "【Note】

Ridiculous, helpless.

Your depression, your loneliness; my depression, my loneliness...the same but different.

Xia Yao still went to work.

Ninth Sister came over, very cautiously: "Are you okay?"

"you do this delibrately?"

Ninth Sister looked puzzled: "What?"

Xia Yao's voice was still calm: "Did it do it on purpose?"

It was the first time for Jiujie to see such calm and cold eyes, and she felt that she was at a disadvantage, which she couldn't bear, and sneered: "To work here, you must be mentally prepared."

Xia Yao looked at Ninth Sister: "Those who are willing to betray themselves, how many of them were dragged into trouble by you."

"Don't talk to me in such a tone." Ninth Sister said angrily: "They are doing well now, aren't they? They won't be able to make so much money in a few years."

"Did you give them a choice? Or coercion and temptation."

"Ha——" Ninth Sister laughed, "You come here to work differently, and you want to make more money. You think the money is so easy to earn, and you think the customers are fools. You want to keep your self-esteem and want to get more Money, how can there be such a good thing in the world." As he said, he pinched Xia Yao's arm with one hand, "What do you think Chunjiang Huayue is? Do you know how much water flows in Chunjiang Huayue in a month? It's the same as a small nightclub, the waiter gets two or three thousand a month. If it weren't for me, you think you can stay here till now."

Xia Yao let Ninth Sister grab her arm: "For now, isn't it?"

"No." Ninth Sister shook her head, "As long as you want, you can stay at home, you can enter your fingerprints into the automatic lock, and you can use all the items in my room. How about giving you a supplementary card."

"You've said that to a lot of people, haven't you?"

Ninth Sister said angrily, "Who told you, Zhao Xiaoqian? That bitch."

Xia Yao raised her right hand.

Ninth Sister suddenly smiled contemptuously, and stretched her face over: "You hit me."

Xia Yao gritted her teeth and put down her hands.

"Why don't you fight? Why don't you fight? Afraid of losing your job? Xia Yao, you are nothing more than that."

Xia Yao slowed down and said, "I'm going to work."

Ninth Sister's voice sounded from behind: "How about I give you the money first, 20, 30, [-], as long as you make an offer."

Xia Yao didn't look back.

She had checked that Brother Sun was the deputy director of a certain department, and he had a long-term private room in Block [-], Huayue, Chunjiang.

**

Song Xinci jumped in front of her: "Sister Yao."

Xia Yao hooked her index finger.

"Huh~" Song Xinci moved closer, "Are there any surprises?"

Xia Yao raised her hand and rubbed Song Xinci's head, and smiled apologetically: "I got up late today, and I haven't eaten all day. Xinci, can I trouble you to buy me some porridge, I don't like the food in bars Get used to it."

Song Xinci frowned: "Can't you just move back home?"

Xia Yao tilted her head: "Call me, and I'll move back."

"Sister Yao."

"Yes." Xia Yao promised her, "I will move back tomorrow."

Song Xinci also tilted his head: "Call me, and I'll buy it for you."

"new word."

Song Xinci laughed: "Dear Xinci"

Xia Yao: "Dear new words."

Wow, I didn't blush.Song Xinci patted Xia Yao's face with both hands: "It's so good, don't do this next time. Drink some water first, I'll be right back."

Watching Song Xinci's back disappear around the corner, Xia Yao took advantage of Xu Lang and Cheng Yang's inattention, picked up her satchel, put a few glasses of wine into the tray, and then carried the tray to Room 109.

Pushing open the door, several men were dancing with their arms around several models.

"Which one of you ordered wine?" someone asked.

"Brother Sun." Xia Yao said.

The middle-aged man with a crew cut looked over wonderingly: "I didn't order it."

Suddenly, Xia Yao picked up a glass of wine and poured it on Sun Ge's face: "It's you, who killed Zhao Xiaoqian."

"Fuck, crazy." Brother Sun rushed over and tugged at Xia Yao's hair, "I respect her because I love her."

Xia Yao threw the tray on Sun Ge's feet: "You broke the law."

"What is the law?" Sun Ge slapped Xia Yao across the face, and then punched and kicked.

No one dared to control the surroundings, and several models ran out to report the news.

Xia Yao fell to the ground, clutching her stomach, curled up in pain.

Brother Sun continued to curse, kicking while cursing.

When Xia Yao was carried out by He Weijiao, one arm was hanging on the side, and she dared not move because of the pain in her stomach.Especially the ribs seemed to be broken again, the pain made her only gasp, one side of her face was swollen, her vision was blurred, and she couldn't see anything clearly.

When Song Xinci came back, the ambulance had just arrived.Passing by the stretcher, the porridge fell to the ground, Song Xinci could hardly stand still, and a panicked voice sounded: "Sister Yao."

Xia Yao braced herself, just wanted to say hello to Song Xinci.But the scenery in front of her was blurry, and she didn't know where Song Xinci was. She tried to raise her other arm, stretched out her index finger and middle finger, and made a "V" high.

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Note: The world is a big dream, and life is cool in autumn.When the night comes, the wind leaves the corridor.Look at the eyebrows and temples.

The wine is cheap and there are few customers, and the moonlight is often hindered by clouds.Who will be alone in the Mid-Autumn Festival?Look north sadly.

——Su Shi's "Xijiang Moon. A Big Dream in the World"