madness

After that, Yanzi really never looked for Su Zhiyun again.

However, her news would still float into Su Zhiyun's ears from time to time, abruptly and without warning, like an envelope with wings.

The other party had a boyfriend. He was a boy from the hair salon across the street. He was very good-looking, with colorfully dyed hair. When he smiled, his eyes narrowed, just like a swallow.

Occasionally, he would give Yanzi some worthless things, all of which were hair accessories bought from night market vendors, very tacky, a butterfly studded with colorful rhinestones, shiny plastic hairpins, or wooden hairpins without patterns.

Yanzi likes it so much that she is usually reluctant to wear it, but puts it in a box in her room solemnly.

It's just that when she is resting, she can't help but take it out to show off to others: "My boyfriend gave it to me, isn't it pretty?"

Occasionally, she could be seen drying her wet hair on the window sill after taking a shower, and wearing a butterfly hairpin studded with rhinestones on her forehead. She reached out and touched it gently, carefully.

But I didn't dare to touch it too much, for fear of hurting it, like a hairpin.

During the period, other sisters came with customers. It was a fat-minded businessman with a purse under his arm. He pinched her thighs and patted her buttocks, with a frivolous expression on his face: "Little Swallow, last time Have you thought about what my brother told you?"

Yanzi half-closed her eyes and smiled, that vulgar and polite smile made her clean face look cheap and dusty: "Where am I so lucky to follow Brother Wang?"

"It's a pity, you really can't think about it, isn't it better to follow my brother than to be here?"

The two of them didn't know what to say, Yanzi laughed and twisted his waist and went into the room with the businessman and the girl.

The night outside the window was dark, and the fan inside was spinning creakingly, overwhelmed.

Su Zhiyun's lips and teeth were astringent, and he was addicted to cigarettes.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. The smoke was white, sparse and light, but Su Zhiyun's slightly drooping eyebrows were black.

"Xiao Su is smoking here too."

Brother Li approached him with a smile on his face, holding a half-burnt cigarette in his hand, exuding an air of complacency.

The door behind him was wide open, and a young woman with disheveled hair was arranging her hanging skirt, which had fallen off most of it, revealing most of her snow-white breasts, and was lowering her head to pick up the underwear that had been dropped under the bed.

Su Zhiyun noticed that the heat rising from his body smelled like sweat, so he leaned to the side.

Fortunately, Brother Li didn't care. He finished smoking a cigarette by himself, threw it under his feet and stamped it out, and said without warning: "Do you know that Yanzi is good?"

Su Zhiyun nodded.

Brother Li laughed again, with a contemptuous look on his face: "A lot of people in this business think they can get away with just a handful. How can it be so easy? How can it be possible to come out clean after dripping in the mud? Get used to it. You can make money just by lying on the bed, but if you really want them to work hard for two to three thousand yuan a month, you can’t bear that pain.”

"Just watch, this matter is probably going to be yellow."

The conviction and arrogance in that tone made Brother Li look extremely confident.

After a while, there was the creaking sound of the bed frame from the poorly soundproof door, and some women and men were laughing and cursing.

Su Zhiyun got a headache from hearing this, put on the earphones, took out a tablet of medicine, broke a few, and swallowed it with water.

The pills are so big that it hurts the throat.

Li Ge knew about Su Zhiyun taking medicine, but the most basic thing in their line of work was to learn to curb his curiosity, so he didn't ask too much.

It's just that Su Zhiyun sometimes eats too much and eats too much, as easily and unceremoniously as chewing milk tablets.

He hesitated for a moment, but still didn't ask.

So what if the other party takes medicine?

That's fine as long as it doesn't interfere with his business.

……

Today, Su Zhiyun took half a day off with the owner of the small shop to go to the county town to buy medicine.

The boss didn't like it at first, so he just said it was troublesome, and muttered that he had something to do this afternoon. It wasn't until Su Zhiyun said that tomorrow's salary didn't need to be counted that his face cleared up, and he asked Su Zhiyun to help him bring something back with a smile.

Su Zhiyun helped him bring it before, but when it came time to pay the money, the other party pretended to be stupid, and over time, Su Zhiyun stopped bringing it.

Seeing that Su Zhiyun didn't agree, the boss' face collapsed again, and he cursed in dialect.

Su Zhiyun looked back at him.

The boss was startled, and smiled again: "What's wrong?"

"I forgot my key."

Su Zhiyun said.

It wasn't until Su Zhiyun left for a long time that the boss's heart was still beating wildly. He secretly cursed himself that he shouldn't have invited Su Zhiyun in at that time.

Su Zhiyun is young, good-tempered, and good-looking, and the girls here like him, but sometimes the boss feels frightened when he looks at him, he keeps taking medicine, and he grows tall again, which occasionally makes people feel creepy when looking at people.

He began to think about changing employees, but he was a little bit reluctant. Su Zhiyun was cheap, as long as he took care of food and housing, the salary was dispensable to him.

He weighed it left and right, and decided to endure it for the time being, turning a blind eye to it.

If it doesn't work then just replace it.

This is a county town, but it actually looks more like a market. When Su Zhiyun went there, it was still early. He ate a bowl of mixed noodles at a roadside vendor. It cost three yuan a bowl. The peas were golden in color. good smell.

He doesn't like to eat green onions and coriander, so he patiently picks out the greens that are decorated little by little.

After he finished eating, he went to the pharmacy. He knew the boss and always bought it there.

In fact, it was very early after buying the medicine, Su Zhiyun bought some apples and pears at the market on a whim, he didn't know how to choose, he only picked the good-looking ones.

Halfway through the selection, a brightly colored head brushed past his arm, and stood out among the crowd of black people. It was the well-behaved hair salon boy, wearing flip-flops, baggy clothes, and a dark black man next to him. A slightly fat girl held his arm, instructing him to take this and that.

The boy from the hair salon still smiled obediently, with sharp teeth, like a student who was still studying, he said something to the fat girl, and the fat girl took out her wallet from her pocket and gave him two red notes.

When Su Zhiyun walked over, he still heard the girl say: "Don't use this money to gamble, do you hear me?"

The pears and apples that Su Zhiyun had carefully selected were left on the window sill without eating them when he returned home, and they slowly rotted away, with gray-white, rotten mold spots growing.

There is also less news about Yanzi. She seems to have fallen in love with a big boss recently, and she often doesn't come back. The other party gave her a lot of money. Every time she comes back, she wears gold and silver, very rich.

After a long time, the big news broke out. Yanzi was beaten by the girlfriend of the hair salon on the street. She was slapped several times and her face was swollen. She called her a cheap bitch and seduced her. someone else's boyfriend.

The people around knew what she was doing, and no one stood up to speak for her. They just surrounded a lot of people, pointing at the torn collar and chirping.

After that, Su Zhiyun didn't see Yanzi for a long time, but news about her would still reach his ears.

For example, Yanzi was coaxed by the hair salon boy, and the other party said that he wanted to do business, so Yanzi gave him all his savings. Unexpectedly, the hair salon boy took the money to gamble and lost everything.

Another example is that brother Wang wanted to buy Yanzi before, and spent a lot of money, but Yanzi was not happy, saying that he had a boyfriend.Brother Wang told her to drink all the wine on the table.Swallow went to the emergency room after drinking.

It was a long time later when I saw Yanzi again. She had her hair permed and dyed, with big waves, more windy and dusty, and her smile was sweeter and greasy.

"meet again."

Swallow's voice was a little hoarse.

Su Zhiyun smelled a strong smell of cigarettes on her body, so he didn't wear perfume to cover it up.

He didn't speak.

Yanzi walked over crookedly, as if she had drunk too much, opened a cigarette, and kicked off her high-heeled shoes. Su Zhiyun saw that the butterfly hairpin was still pinned to her head, but the rhinestones had dropped a lot and became less shiny.

She touched the hairpin on her forehead, gently as if touching a kitten, and said to herself: "This is actually the first time someone gave me a gift."

"I love so much."

"I could feel that he didn't like me that much, but I thought it didn't matter if he didn't like me that much, as long as I liked him."

"But it doesn't seem to be the case."

She squinted her eyes halfway, the makeup hadn't been removed yet, a string of dirty tears fell down suddenly, melting the eyeliner and mascara, it wiped away the greasy foundation, revealing the pale skin underneath.

Swallow choked up, and threw the hairpin out violently while crying, and shouted hoarsely: "I don't believe that no one else in this world loves me."

She began to frantically look for boyfriends, and she found so many, so many that outsiders couldn't count, sometimes there was one in the morning, and another in the afternoon, and they all claimed to be Yanzi's boyfriend.

Swallow thought that those people loved her, or that there were always people who loved her, but everyone only regarded her as a free prostitute, who could easily use her body as long as they said I love you.

Her body was ravaged, and her faith and spirit were also ravaged.

She didn't look unhappy, but Su Zhiyun had never seen her eyes shine like the hairpin on her forehead before.

In her spare time, she discusses jewelry and luxury items that the girls here have never seen before, and she never tires of describing to them the feasting and luxury in the city over and over again.

Finally she finally found someone who likes her.

A butcher in his 40s who has never touched a woman said that he thought Yanzi was very beautiful the first time he saw her.

On the day when Yanzi left, she didn't have any make-up on, and her face was washed clean. Brother Li leaned against the wall, watching her move out of the room one by one with cold eyes.

The little sisters around all bless her and envy her.

Su Zhiyun was still the same as before, he was wearing earphones, standing at the stairs, watching the white skirt of the swallow being blown up by the wind, like ripples.

Brother Li sneered at the side: "Just wait and see, she will come back."

One day, two days, three days, four days, more than half a month passed, and the swallows did not appear.

One month, two months, three months.

In the fourth month, Yanzi came back. She didn't bring anything, but she just put on makeup again, wearing suspenders and hot pants, and her skin was dazzlingly white.

"Did something happen?"

When Yanzi entered the room, Su Zhiyun asked.

"No." Yanzi painted bright red nail polish on her fingers, dazzling her eyes. She lifted the hair falling by her ears and said nonchalantly, "It's just that the money comes in faster."

"What about those things you said earlier?"

Yanzi showed a somewhat confused expression. She thought about it for a while before she suddenly realized.

Because of this sudden realization, she even laughed out loud: "What are you thinking, that's just what I said casually when I was drunk."

"What's love, who really loves a bitch."

"And so what if I like it? I can't eat it. That butcher doesn't earn as much as the pocket money Brother Wang gave me in a month. He can't even buy a better bag."

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