geisha stories

Times, now I can't remember what the man who bought me looked like.

He took the water and seemed to have nothing to say. I sat next to him and said with a smile, "I'm sorry that I can't pick up customers for a few days."

He said, "It's okay, I just came to see you."

I responded lightly, and there was nothing to say between the two. I suddenly wanted to ask where he had been this year, but before I could say it, I suddenly remembered my identity, so I had no choice but to swallow the words.

"Something happened a year ago."

Is this explaining to me?I think he's cute and funny, there's no need for that, I lean on his shoulder and the sun pours in from the window onto us and I ask, "Would you mind if I lean in?"

He chuckled twice, "This is Yinsang taking advantage."

I also grinned, and then we didn't say anything, he seemed to be thinking about something, and my thoughts were also wandering. It's been a long time since we met last time, and we have become a lot stranger. Naturally, there is nothing to say. Sometimes a man's shoulder is a strange thing. Even if you have no feelings for him, as long as you lean on it, you will feel a sense of security.

At this time, I have this feeling.

I asked him, "Going out to eat?"

He scratched his head, "I gave all my money to the old woman."

I patted him on the shoulder and stood up, "I treat you."

His eyes lit up, and I said, "You wait and I will."

So, enduring the pain, I went to change my clothes, and he didn't avoid it. I didn't care, and finished changing my clothes in front of him.

I followed his gaze and found that he was looking at my changed clothes, which were still stained with a little blood. I lowered my head, looked at my toes, and asked him, "Is it disgusting?"

He probably didn't understand me and just looked at me.

I walked around him, "Let's go, go eat ramen, I know there is a delicious ramen."

Because my mother took money from the little guest, I found a reason to say that I was unwell and wanted to go for a walk to get better soon, so my mother let me out, and the little guest and I came to the famous ramen shop.

Since it is famous, people are indispensable.

When we got there, there were already several people waiting. There was a very strong ladyboy. In Kabukicho, he was one of the Four Heavenly Kings, Saigo. No one dared to mess with him, but he was said to be a very good person. The guest sat on the side and ordered ramen, and the little guest muttered to himself, "Compared with ramen, Yinsang prefers red bean rice."

I looked at his silver hair, thinking that he really likes to eat sweet things, but I don’t like sweets very much. When I was young, I really liked sweets. Now I don’t feel much about many delicious things. A person's spirit has been suppressed for several years, and there is no taste in eating anything.

Soon our faces came. Although the little guest complained that it was not red bean rice, he didn't even leave a drop of soup when he ate it. He was happy to eat, and I was also happy.

I think I am guilty of Tai Sui this year, but I went out to have a meal with the guests, and I ran into unreasonable celestial beings. These celestial beings teased me with words. I have long been used to this kind of thing. Okay, but the little guest was in a hurry, so he drew his sword and went to fight with the heavenly man.

I know that he is a man with lofty ideals, but this saber technique is too powerful, he knocked down heaven and man to the ground in two or three hits, Xixiang even praised him when he went out, "Boy, good job."

I think the little guest's eyes are very cruel when he looks at Tianren, maybe he has something to do with Tianren.

"Go." He pulled me out of here.

Later I found out that the four-person anti-barbarian group disbanded more than a year ago, and the little guest was homeless when he came here. Fortunately, he met Granny Dengshi, and she gave the little guest a place to stay. She is also a kind person. I am not surprised that she did this. In such a big environment, there are always people whose hearts are warm.

Such as Xixiang, Dengshi's mother-in-law, such as the little guest, such as me.

I have decided to leave Huajie in two months and start a new life.

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7 Daily life 1

It was snowing heavily on the day I left Flower Street, and I was wearing a kimono with bright red floral flowers. Although I am tired of living here these years, it is also a part of my life. I will remember the humiliation I suffered here, and I prefer to remember the those warm people.

When saying goodbye to Chuchun, she cried until she was in tears, not only reluctant to part with me, but also happy for me. I comforted her, "It's not like we can't meet again."

She wiped her tears and looked at me speechlessly. I gave her a pair of jade earrings as a farewell gift. She hugged me and cried for a long, long time. Goose feather heavy snow, looking up at the small window, I always stood there looking out at the scenery, that was my only solace.

Although my mother is usually very strict with us, when I was about to leave, she came out to see me off and told me to be careful on the road.

I saluted her, "Thank you for your care over the years."

Mom is in this business, she is ruthless, and she is already quite gentle with us compared to the madam in the shop next door.

"Chuchun, come back." Mom said.

Only then did Chuchun let me go, I opened the umbrella, turned around and left here step by step, I don't know how to describe my current mood, a little excited, excited, but also a little bit reluctant and sad.

I still remember the scene when I went to the mountains with my parents to pick tea when I was young. At the age of 13, the world was in turmoil and civil wars were frequent. There are gunfire everywhere, and it is very difficult to survive in war-torn areas.

My parents were also affected and died at that time. Later, I lived with my aunt. At that time, my aunt was only 35 years old, and my uncle was already in his forties. Later, I felt that the way my uncle looked at me was very wrong. He was a smoker. I also drank and gambled, and once made my aunt angry and sick. My aunt has no children, so she always treats me as a daughter, but my uncle does not.

When my aunt was 39 years old, I used the remaining pocket money to prepare a table of meals. I wanted to see her smiling face. I liked her very much, but what I waited for was not my aunt, but two rough men.

When I was tied up and taken away, I saw a figure shrinking behind the wall. I was very familiar with that figure. I once heard him say, "It should be useful to have you for so many years."

I have been tortured by life in these years, and I have almost forgotten what my parents look like now, but I still remember the look of my uncle. I have stabbed him with a knife in my dreams countless times, and once even stabbed him viciously. Eyes, and cut off his hands and feet without giving him a fatal blow, and I admired his painful appearance from the sidelines.

I also suspected that I was sick, mentally ill, I hated everything in this world, and then Liuli came, she was different from all the women in the store, well-behaved, sensible, lively and active, I thought no matter who came Even here, I will be smoothed by time, but Liuli is not. It is she who infected me and made me believe that this world is still very beautiful.

And, until now, I still believe so.

I plan to go back to my hometown. Before I left Edo, I bought a set of more convenient clothes. Since I was 17 years old, I have hardly worn clothes other than kimonos. Now I feel comfortable wearing them.

When I returned to my hometown, the scene I saw was not much different from what I imagined. The Japanese house where I lived with my aunt was broken down, the roof was full of holes, and the door was covered with cobwebs. In troubled times, it is impossible for my aunt and the others to stay together forever. Staying here, maybe some accident happened, I didn't think about it any more, I opened the door and went in, the inside was full of dust, but the cabinets and desks inside were still the same, I couldn't help but pursed my lips and smiled.

I didn't stop, I cleaned the place, and rested on the bed. After driving for a whole day, I was a little tired, and the bed was cold and tight, but I slept very peacefully.

The next day, I got up, took some water from the well to wash my face, and after eating, I went up the mountain. The mountain was full of weeds. It used to be a tea garden, and the scenery was picturesque.

I picked a wild flower and put it on my head, and suddenly I remembered the Maya-kun I met when I was 16 years old. He was like this, picked a flower for me to wear, and told me that he would marry me in the future.

I sat on the mountain and let the breeze blow my face, feeling extremely comfortable.

After staying here for a day, I returned to Edo, and I found a job in a noodle shop. Ikematsu said that it was a small shop and she didn’t want to recruit people. I said that as long as it could give me food and a place to live.

I didn't ask for much, I just wanted a place where I could settle down, so Jisong didn't say anything else, she was in charge of cooking the noodles, and I was in charge of delivery.

In the past two years, the situation has gradually stabilized. Except for some small places, most of the areas are stable. Jisong has opened a store here for a year. She said that the business is still good, and there are no troublemakers.

In the past, Jisong seldom delivered food. Since I came, the delivery orders have increased at noon or evening. She bought me a bicycle, saying it is convenient, and I am very talented in sports. , After two hours of learning, it will be enough, but after the first day, my hands are very sore, Jisong said that I was holding it too tightly, let me relax.

Later, I gradually got used to riding a bicycle, which felt very good and convenient.

Every time I passed Granny Dengshi's wine shop, I couldn't help but wonder where the little guest was now, and then I noticed a sign called "Yin Sang's Everything House" hanging on the second floor above.

Yinsang, this little guest often calls himself that, it turns out that he has opened a master house.

I have one day off a week, of course not Sunday, Sunday delivery