Fengyan Mingshui

When I met you for the first time, I wondered if I saw an angel who fell into the mortal world. If not, why, you, who are clearly in such a mess, are so proud as an angel strayed into the night, shining with brilliance burst out of the body.Standing under your light, I realized that in my heart... I have always been so resentful, resentful of this unfair world.

———Mingshui

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The alleys of the old streets in the north of the city are filled with dirty sewage, and they are full of dilapidated old houses, and the corners of the walls are covered with moss.Not far from the entrance of the alley is the busiest pedestrian street in the city. People who used to live in the old street, as long as they have some money, would rather walk through the bustling pedestrian street and live in those expensive rented houses with almost a month’s salary. , and I don’t want to keep this dirty, damp, mildewy house.They care too much about what other people think. Living here means that they have no money, that they cannot find a girlfriend, and that they are at the bottom of the city... Maybe this is a common problem of some poor people in the city that they don't understand. In their hearts, a bright face is the most important thing, and no one knows better than the old street people the days of strong unwillingness, resentment, inferiority and being despised by others.

Not only the poor live in the alley, but also a group of people working in the dark live in the depths of the alley. They are both hated and needed by others, and they are the most humble and lowly characters in the city.Their bodies are for people to play with, and one banknote can buy their bodies once.This method of making money quickly has long been used to in their numb hearts.

Mingshui also lives in Laojie. She looks like a delicate and innocent girl, with fine black hair hanging down to her slender waist, and her skin is smoother and whiter than ordinary people. Her unsmiling and cold temperament makes her beauty even higher.In fact, she is 23 years old, and her body has been touched by countless hands, clean, dirty, rough... In short, she is a jerk.

As night fell, the late autumn in the old alley came faster than outside, and the winter had not yet entered, and the night wind could not wait to be infected with a biting chill.

Mingshui stood outside the door and took out a cigarette. Thanks to her face, she didn't have to go outside to look for a job, and she didn't have to be insulted for such a little money. The business would come to her, and she didn't have to go out to solicit. Yes, doing it once is enough for her for a month.

There are no lights in the alley at night, and the faint blue fire of the lighter and the faint moonlight suddenly light up in the dark.Ming Shui raised her hair, hiding her expressionless face under the lingering smoke.

In the alley, a man came out, her benefactor, Zeng Fei.

"Fox, why, miss me?" Seeing Mingshui standing at the door, he wouldn't think that she was waiting for him, maybe she just came out to ventilate. The proud Mingshui has never waited for others, and they always came to the door Yes, Zeng Fei rubbed his nose and smiled, hugging Ming Shui's slender waist.

Mingshui didn't tell him her name, so she had to call her a fox.

"Almost." Ming Shui snuffed out the fireworks, exhaled the last misty mist and said perfunctorily, dodging Zeng Fei's big hand, frowning in the night, she didn't expect Zeng Fei to come today.

Zeng Fei hugged Mingshui tenderly, lowered his head against her forehead, and whispered together like a lover, "Fox, you are getting more and more beautiful, why don't you want to marry me?"

"Heh, are you sure your family needs a daughter-in-law who has been fucked by thousands of people?" Ming Shui said coldly. Although no one else has slept in her bed since meeting Zeng Fei, she knows that Zeng Fei was in the dark. little tricks.Driving away everyone near this room is nothing more than wanting someone to occupy her, and for her, as long as she has enough money to maintain her current life, who is in her bed?unimportant.

"I'm going to America tomorrow, and I don't think I'll be back until next month." Zeng Fei rubbed his lips against Mingshui's small earlobe obsessively, breathing more and more heavily, "Even if you don't want to be my wife, you can be my lover. I can arrange a job for you in the company."

Ming Shui sneered, turned her head to avoid the scorching breath, saw a figure not far away with her casual eyes, and suddenly felt a little annoyed. "If you want to be in heat, please don't post it outside my house." Ming Shui said coldly, then turned and turned back to the house, Zeng Fei hurriedly followed, this hot beauty was really delicious, but unfortunately she didn't want to be by her side.

After sending away the reluctant Zeng Fei in a cloud of smoke and rain, Ming Shui looked at the figure he saw before, and...is he still there?

The figure was sitting not far away, with one leg flat on the ground and the other bent, with a thin right hand resting on it, the part above the buttocks was straight and close to the wall, and the long hair was scattered on the floor. Zhang Chunchun's face can be seen as a beauty at a glance, but the empty eyes and indifferent and arrogant expression on his face make people shudder.

"The child won't go home?" Ming Shui walked over, clasping the girl's chin tightly with her thumb and index finger, forcing her to look at her.

"What are you doing?" The girl's empty eyes turned to Mingshui "gurgling", her chin was pinched, her tone added a bit of warning, and there was imperceptible vigilance and disdainful arrogance in her eyes.I don't know why, Ming Shui just likes this kind of eyes, looking at her with such eyes, it makes her numb heart arouse a little excitement.

I really want to ruin this look.

"Because there is no place to live, you can sleep with me." Ming Shui said half-jokingly, elongating the tone of the word "sleep" ambiguously. "No need." The girl closed her eyes and refused very simply.

Ming Shui grabbed the girl's wrist and tugged, "But I want you to come?"

The girl suddenly opened her eyes, and the dangerous light replaced the warning. Even Ming Shui, who was almost ten years older than her, felt an inexplicable panic.The two confronted each other like this, staring at each other, neither of them willing to compromise.In the end, the girl couldn't bear Mingshui's smiling eyes and lost the battle.

"I'm hungry." The girl exhaled and said softly.

"I'll eat it for you!" Hearing these words, Ming Shui was as happy as a child, with a nervous and mischievous smile.

Entering Mingshui's house, Ling Fenghuang found that Mingshui was a very clean woman. Although she didn't have many things, she organized them in an orderly manner.Even the dilapidated wooden dining table is covered with a clean plastic film.

Ling Fenghuang sat on the stool, suddenly a little cautious, as if she was in a spotless holy place.

"The noodles are ready." Ming Shui brought a bowl of egg noodles, handed the chopsticks to Ling Fenghuang, and sat down beside her generously.

Ling Fenghuang picked up a handful of noodles with his chopsticks and put them in his mouth. Just as Ming Shui wanted to stop him, he put down his hands and laughed gloatingly.Seeing that Ling Fenghuang was frowned from the heat, she forgot that the freshly cooked noodles were still very hot, and the woman Mingshui actually put chili sauce in it!The eldest lady's upbringing made her neither swallow nor spit, so she had to keep it in her mouth and wait for the things in her mouth to cool down.

"Idiot, why don't you spit it out?" Seeing Ling Fenghuang struggling, Ming Shui was a little bit reluctant, so she blamed.

"It's impolite and unhygienic." Ling Fenghuang said after swallowing the food in his mouth.

"What's polite and hygienic? I just know that if I don't spit it out, my mouth will be burned." Mingshui mocked Ling Fenghuang's red tape unceremoniously.

Ling Fenghuang didn't speak, and changed the image of Mingshui from a nosy, clean woman to a nagging, impolite, caring, meddling, clean woman.Of course Mingshui didn't know what she was thinking, otherwise she would have strangled this heartless little thing to death.

After that, Mingshui blew cold noodles and sent them to Ling Fenghuang's mouth. At first, Lingfenghuang wanted to do it by himself, but he couldn't match Mingshui's tough attitude, so he had to surrender obediently.

Later, Ling Fenghuang lay on the dry bed of Mingshui, unable to fall asleep after tossing and turning.The bed is too hard, and I don't know how this woman Mingshui survived such a difficult life.

"Accept the bed? The little princess is really delicate!" Ming Shui was about to fall asleep, but was woken up by Ling Fenghuang's movements, and immediately understood that the little princess accepted the bed.I sneered in my heart.That's right, when she changed the little princess's clothes just now, she saw the labels on the dirty clothes. As for LV, the little princess must be a child of a rich family.When she was a dishwasher, she accidentally snagged the lady boss LV's clothes, and was beaten and scolded by the lady boss. How could she forget the acrimonious tone?

"It seems to be." Ling Fenghuang pursed his lips and couldn't help clenching his fists. Sure enough, he was so useless that he couldn't bear this bit of suffering!

"Come, sleep on me." Ming Shui hugged Ling Fenghuang in his arms, letting her cushion her.

Ling Fenghuang didn't know why, but she had nothing to do with Mingshui, so he had to quietly accept her kindness.

Suddenly, a slight female cry sounded in the ears of the two of them, which seemed to be in pain, but also in comfort.Ling Fenghuang looked at Mingshui in bewilderment, Mingshui lowered his head and laughed and cursed, Ling Fenghuang immediately understood something, his delicate face instantly turned red, he buried his face in front of Mingshui's chest and dared not speak, on Mingshui's body In the aroma, I fell asleep in a daze.

The author has something to say: This article was written when I was a sophomore in high school, and it contains a lot of emotion. Because of the college entrance examination, I gave up two of my proud hobbies that year, one was painting, One is writing. After so many years, I suddenly had a whim and wanted to finish my previous pitfalls. In the second year of high school, I hoped that I could write a novel that I was satisfied with, although I was not as inspired as before, with rich vocabulary and spirit. Scarce to the extreme, I also hope to finish writing it, no matter how long it takes.