Shame for a long time gl

In fact, a long, long time ago.

An Chengcheng met Yin Jiu.

It was a rainy evening.

The raindrops were dense, and it was bitingly cold on the skin.

The alley entrance was even more cloudy and windy, and it was damp and cold.

An Cheng huddled at the entrance of the alley, looking hopelessly at the sky like a dying stray cat.

That was the most desperate time of her life.

Living on the streets, begging for a living.

People passing by hurriedly walked, as if they didn't see her, they were so busy that they didn't even have time to bow their heads.

The rain fell on her eyelashes, and she shrank back in shock.

Suddenly, the eyes are red.

Dazzling red.

An Cheng was startled, and raised his head very slowly, only to see a middle-aged man holding a black umbrella standing in front of him.

Wearing a strict black suit, he looks unsmiling.

The man put the open red umbrella in An Cheng's hand, shielding her from the wind and rain.

An Cheng licked his dry lips, but said nothing.

The man didn't mind, he put the bag of snacks in An Cheng's hand again, and then whispered: "This is from my third lady, eat it."

An Cheng was taken aback for a moment, then his gaze bypassed the man and landed on a black car parked not far away.

The rear door was open, and a young woman could be clearly seen sitting in the back seat of the car.

Looks like he's in his early 20s.

Wearing a black and white suit with loose long hair.

The face is exquisite, as bright as a peach blossom.

There is also a laptop on her lap, and she is staring at the screen at the moment.

For a moment, she seemed to be aware of An Cheng's gaze, and subconsciously turned her head to look.

The eyes of the two met at that moment.

The woman's amber eyes were calm, she looked away lightly, and continued to stare at the computer screen.

An Cheng stayed where he was for a long time.

The man turned around and was about to leave.

An Cheng looked like he was just waking up from a dream, and hurriedly opened his mouth with a hoarse voice: "Miss, what's your name?"

The man didn't look back, nor did he answer.

Left on his own.

Also.

A beggar's question, who cares.

An Cheng stared at the black car that was fading away in the rain, and stayed for a long time.

A long, long time since.

A stylishly dressed woman with heavy makeup came to her.

The lacquer on the high heels reflected the bright light.

The woman squatted down, with a smile on the corner of her mouth:

"Do you still want to live?"

An Cheng's eyelashes trembled.

"Stop wandering and live a life of food and clothing."

"Do you want to?"

The voice is low, like Satan who lures others to fall.

An Cheng licked his chapped lips, raised his head to look at the woman, was silent for a long time, and then said: "Think."

So she followed the woman.

The days to come are like falling into an abyss, so dark and obscure that people don't even have the courage to look back.

When the pain was unbearable, An Cheng just quietly bit the back of his hand and looked out the window.

An Cheng likes rain.

The kind I like very much.

It was also raining that day.

When An Cheng pushed open the door, he saw the woman sitting on the sofa.

She was completely stunned.

There were slight ripples in my heart, which had always been as quiet as stagnant water.

The silence was broken, and the indifference of the past no longer existed.

An Cheng stared intently at the woman in a peony cheongsam.

As if everything around was silent, An Cheng only heard the woman chuckle and say: "Yin Jiu, the number is nine."