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I knew in my heart that Takasugi would come back one day. It would be half a year after I saw him again. A purple Kingdee bathrobe, with a cigarette rod in his hand, he didn’t say a word to me at that time, he threw me on the bed, without any words or caresses, and it was useless, he directly entered my body, I hurt Gotta gasp.

Afterwards, I went to take a shower by myself to clean up what was left in his body. He came over naked and hugged me, and said with a smile, "Do you still remember when I said we were alike a year ago?"

I nodded.

He kissed the base of my ear and said, "You... like Yinshi, right?"

I pushed him away without a trace, and lay down in the bathtub, "Why do you ask that?"

He looked at me with a half-smile, his eyes were so sharp that they almost pierced me, "Because of the similarity, I know what people like us are easily confused by."

I lowered my eyelids and didn't answer him. I don't think I was confused by the little guest. If I had to say it, I was simply attracted by him. I don't like Takasugi using the word "confuse" to describe my treatment of the little guest. Feelings.

He walked to the bathtub and sat down, looked down at me, "Are you angry?"

I looked up to meet his dark green eyes and said nothing.

He suddenly laughed, and laughed for a long time, like a madman.

I looked at him puzzled, and he said: "I didn't expect you to be angry, I never thought, no matter how I treat you, you never have this expression, it's just... It's too different from Yinshi's angry expression." Far."

I was stunned for a moment, staring at him, and he said, "Don't look at me like that, I just told him that you look very charming on the bed."

If it is said that I had a good impression on Takasugi before, then at this moment, all these good impressions have all been reduced to a negative number. At this moment, I even have the urge to draw a knife and chop him into pieces, but I have always been a rational person, so I I just took a deep breath, curled up my body, clenched my fists with both hands, and buried my face between my knees. The expression of the little guest at that time appeared in my mind unconsciously, and my heart twitched.

Gao Shan pushed my palm away, then grabbed my hair, and forced me to look up at him, "My palm is bleeding, is it that sad? You look really good now, I know he wants to see you, and you want to see him too , are you going to see him? In this way."

I bit my lower lip tightly, and could only stare at him fiercely. I have never liked someone so much. I have passed so many men in my life. I can’t remember their names, or even their appearance, except for the little guests. , so I decided to stay away from him, I know he deserves someone better, I don't deserve him, even more so now.

I knew before that there was cruelty hidden in Takasugi's eyes, but now that he puts this cruelty on me, I really think he is a devil.

I raised a smiling face at him, "Do you want to gain a sense of superiority from a wandering girl who can also control others? You are just a poor wretch."

He was suddenly furious, grabbed me out of the bathtub and threw me on the bed. I smiled and put down my curled hair, "This is my job."

Isn't it obvious what a man does to a woman when he's angry?I have met all kinds of people, and I have never seen anyone. In fact, I am not afraid of Takasugi. I always believe that after the night is turned, there will be a new day. My heart is not so fragile. As long as the persistence is always there Now, I will not be afraid of anyone.

He turned around and put on his clothes, took a cigarette and sat on the balcony smoking.

That night, Takasugi smoked a cigarette for a long time on the balcony. I lay sideways on the bed until the sky turned white, and he quietly got into the bed. He still hugged me and kissed my hair. He probably thought that I fell asleep, until he snored lightly, I still had my eyes open without any sleepiness, and my mind was full of the face of the little guest.

I think I can probably understand the meaning of Takasugi's saying 'we are similar, we are the same kind of people', we are all swallowed up by darkness somewhere in our hearts, so I am looking forward to the sunshine and hope to be redeemed, but Takasugi chose a path The dark road, there is not a ray of light on that road, whether it is hated or covered by darkness, he has long been prepared, and he is willing to do so.

The difference between us is probably the attachment to the light, which I hoped for, but he gave up.

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Full update, less than [-] words... Tuyan, but the next chapter might come out today.I will work hard, everyone has to leave a lot of messages to be motivated!mwah.

18 Yoshihara Life 4

I don't know what relationship Takasugi has with Yoshihara's top management. I only know that he is not an ordinary guest. From the attitude of the manager, it can be seen that it is his idea that I don't have to receive guests, and it is also his idea that I want to receive the worst guests.

Yes, within a few days after this, I was sent to the lowest courtyard, where I used my body to receive some old and ugly guests or some guests with weird tempers and special hobbies.

This is the price I paid for not agreeing to leave with him. I used to receive this kind of guests in Huajie, but not every day. Sometimes I can take a lazy rest for a day or two, but now I receive guests almost every day, and they are all Some bad-tempered guests that other tour girls don’t want to receive, so my body is getting weaker and weaker day by day. I can see my haggard self in the mirror, and no amount of makeup can cover it. After a month, I I was sick and lying on the bed, the manager didn't let me pick up the guests, and even found a girl to take care of me. I later found out that this was Gao Sugi's intention. No matter how hard they tossed me, they just couldn't let me die.

After lying in bed for a week, my body gradually improved. I knew that what was waiting for me was the days I lived before. I began to resist with my body. In winter, I took a bath with cold water so that I would not have to work after a high fever. Later, the steward knew my intentions and made the girl stare at me all the time, so I had to behave properly.

After I recovered, I had to continue to receive those guests, sometimes even several at the same time. I was almost driven crazy by them. I was used to submissiveness, and I finally begged for mercy for the first time. I knelt down and begged them to forgive me. I have never been so embarrassed However, the severe pain was beyond my tolerance. I didn't cry, I just yelled to let me go, but they ignored me.

My throat was extremely hoarse, but my eyes were so dry that I couldn't shed a single tear. I think that when my parents died at the age of 13, I had already shed all the tears in my life.

My vision gradually blurred, and my feeling became numb. I just saw a man galloping on top of me. In the blur, that man's face seemed to be that of a little guest, warm, bright, and somewhat shy, like the first Like the first time I saw him, I wanted to reach out and touch him, but after the illusion disappeared, all I saw was a strange and ugly face.

I suddenly remembered the unique gentleness of the little guest. The little guest would kiss me, touch my cheek, and ask me, "Qianhua, is it cold?"

So it's not a little guest...

I slowly closed my eyes, and I saw a white figure in the darkness, he gradually moved away from me, I tried my best to chase him, but I couldn't catch him, I couldn't shout, I couldn't reach out to grab him, I could only stand helplessly Watching him out of my sight.

I know that the attachment in my heart is being shattered by something. I have a heart disease, which cannot be cured. After a long period of time, I pick up guests, get sick, pick up guests, get sick, until one day I fell ill and couldn’t get up anymore .

I saw in the mirror that my skin was covered with bruises, my back was so painful that I couldn’t straighten up, my eye sockets were black and my cheeks were sunken, and I suddenly thought of those prostitutes who took drugs, most of them ended up like this.

At this time, my weight was only in the [-]s, and my whole body was skinny. Within three months, I lost [-] pounds, and I almost vomited whatever I ate. The girl who took care of me took this I told the steward about it, and the steward called several doctors to see me, and brought me some appetizers. The doctor told me to take the prescribed medicines on time and finish them.

I nodded and did as the doctor said. I took the medicine for the first two days and it didn’t work. On the third day, I even vomited out all the medicine I took. My mouth was dry and bitter. It was really uncomfortable. I wanted to Just don't eat it, don't eat anything, you'll spit it out anyway.

I was in bed, day after day, the girl who took care of me probably knew that I was waiting to die, but she watched me all the time, and forced me to eat every time it was time to eat, although I would vomit a lot in the end .

Another two months passed like this, and I wondered why I wasn't dead yet.

On December [-]rd, I sat by the window with my knees crossed, staring blankly out of the window in a daze.

I heard footsteps behind me, turned my head, and saw Takasugi standing there. He was still wearing a purple Kingdee bathrobe and holding a cigarette rod, without any change.

But I feel as if I haven't seen him for a long time, so long that it has been several centuries.

He looked at me, frowned, and said, "Why are you so thin, didn't you eat well?"

I looked back, still looking out the window, I heard footsteps gradually going away.

After a while, he came back again, he pulled me up, I almost fell, he caught me and picked me up horizontally, put me on the futon, he also sat down opposite, and said to me: " Eat as much as you want."

I looked at the food on the table, and suddenly felt uncomfortable in my stomach, as if something was about to roll out.

"do not like?"

I shook my head, "I can't eat it."

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