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There is a door.
Jiang Xi stroked the soft leaves in his palm, waiting for the printed words to continue.
"I owe you one hundred, pay you two hundred."
Jiang Xi has a slight toothache.
Popularity is something that cannot be seen or touched. How can she win the favor of so many people? She is not RMB, so how can she be loved by everyone?
In his previous life, Jiang Xi was trapped in a remote mountain valley for many years, but he didn't even have a rope to hang himself, because he believed in the iron rule that "things will work out when the time comes". At this moment, he was not worried about the debts he had, and just wanted to escape from this den of thieves first.
Sun Ting's light snoring beside his ear was annoying, so Jiang Xi turned around and closed his eyes silently.
conscience……
Conscience is something that, in many cases, is better to have less of.
Jiang Xi didn't want to look at Sun Ting's face, but for some reason, her heart felt heavy as if a stone was tied to it, pressing on her and making it difficult for her to breathe.
Jiang Xi turned over again.
The sounds of playing cards could be heard outside the main hall. For these beggars, apart from negotiating with the buyers once every two weeks, they had nothing to do most of the time.
The effect of the drug gradually took effect. Jiang Xi closed his eyes slightly, thinking silently. Before he fell asleep, the door was pushed open from the outside with a "clang". A dark figure staggered and was pushed in heavily. With a scolding sound, he fell on the straw mattress beside Jiang Xi.
Jiang Xi suddenly opened his eyes.
It was a dark night, with only a tiny ray of light coming through the crack in the door.
The black shadow just now curled up into a ball, its body trembling slightly. If it weren't for the heavy breathing that still indicated signs of life, the whole person would be no different from dead.
Even after eating the porridge with "added ingredients", some children were still woken up by the noise.
They looked towards Jiang Xi as usual, then turned over and continued to sleep.
In this precarious place, no one has any extra kindness to share with others - even the innocent children are prematurely matured by fear and anxiety.
Logically, in the darkness of the past ten years that Jiang Xi had lived through, this memory was so insignificant that it should not have been remembered, but she found that she remembered it very clearly.
She knew very well who was being pushed in. It was a boy in his teens who should still be in junior high school. His face was delicate and pretty like a doll, but he was extremely unruly and disobedient, and was often called out by the group of beggars to be taught a lesson.
Needless to say, this child must have been severely scolded again outside, and he will probably have to lie down and unable to move for several days.
Jiang Xi suppressed his pitiful conscience and was about to close his eyes again when a familiar musky scent came to his nose.
If she were still the ignorant high school student in her previous life, she probably wouldn't be able to smell this smell, but Jiang Xi was not like that. Having experienced those dark days, she knew exactly what this smell was.
This is the source of all evil and the root of all men’s evil.
Jiang Xi felt sick at the thought, and was momentarily paralyzed by the thought that flashed through his mind: This child was actually...
brute.
Jiang Xi cursed inwardly.
The details that I couldn't understand before suddenly became clear to me.
No wonder every time this kid gets scolded, he has to lie down for many days without getting up.
The world is often more sinister than imagined. Jiang Xi felt a chill run down his spine, knowing that he could stay here safely thanks to being a virgin. No wonder the female prostitute had asked him to undress for inspection when he first came in. A good-looking virgin could fetch a good price, considered a top-notch commodity, and these male prostitutes wouldn't touch her.
Jiang Xi closed his eyes silently, his heart in turmoil.
The effect of the drug took effect and she finally couldn't hold on any longer and gradually fell into a deep sleep.
Jiang Xi was awakened by the sound of knocking on a basin.
Of course, there is no need to pay attention to brushing teeth and washing face here. Except for the day before being sent out, when you can get clean clothes and wash them thoroughly, the rest of the time, everyone is unkempt.
When Jiang Xi stood up to get the porridge, he glanced to the side.
The little boy was still lying there curled up, his life or death unknown.
The person who served the porridge was replaced by a young man in his twenties, with a square face, thick lips and a simple and honest look.
Jiang Xi knew that this young man was brought here by his fellow villagers. It was his first time doing this job and he still had a conscience.
In the previous life, this person turned a blind eye and let him go - the key to escape in this life still depends on this young man.
Among the four men and one woman who were playing with beauties, only this young man had not been completely corrupted.
She looked at the square-faced boy, handed him the porcelain basin, and said cautiously, "Little brother, I'm very hungry. Can you give me some more?"
Even though Jiang Xi was as dirty as if he had rolled in mud, his pair of eyes, distinct black and white, still shone with a sense of spirituality. The young man couldn't help but think of his younger sister at home. He shook the ladle in his hand a little more, and the half-full porcelain basin was immediately filled up.
Jiang Xi pursed her lips, and a dimple flashed across the corner of her mouth: "Thank you, little brother."
She really had "bad intentions". The flower photographers were not allowed to have too much contact with any "goods" alone, so as to avoid unnecessary feelings. The only way now was to create opportunities for herself.
If she drank too much porridge, she would have to go to the toilet, and to go to the toilet she had to pass through the main room. She was already familiar with the order of the shifts here.
Breakfast was served by the young man called "Dagui", which meant that he and his fellow townsman would have to watch over the house during the day. However, his fellow townsman had played cards with the two men and one woman in the main hall all night yesterday, so they were definitely going to be lazy and sleep in.
This young man must be the only one in the room.
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