Violet said no more and disappeared into the night like a cat.
In the pouring rain, Xiaomei, who was standing next to her, tightly grasped the red umbrella in her hand. When Violet pointed out her identity directly, her whole body was shaking.
…Why did it turn out like this?
…Obviously, no one would break that window paper. Obviously, the city lord has already ignored this matter…
...Why did that person named Violet expose her like this!
She was shaking convulsively and wanted to turn around and escape into the rainy night.
"You are different from her." Su Mingan said.
There is a difference between those who act out of desire and those who are forced to survive. Violet's disdain for Xiaomei is meaningless.
Violet was doing it for the benefit of the equipment. This kind of player is the one who lets go of himself in the world game. Violet's invitation can only mean that this is her way of survival, and it should not be compared to Xiaomei.
Xiaomei's hands clenched and unclenched, she still cared about Violet's ridicule: "... Lord Asa, take shelter from the rain first, I'll take you to my house."
Even if she was extremely sad, she couldn't leave the city lord alone. He would get sick.
"Okay." Su Mingan said.
He really needed a place to shelter from the rain now.
She pushed him and walked slowly for a distance. Her red umbrella was too small to accommodate two people, so she tried her best to tilt the umbrella to the side closer to him.
The heavy rain poured through the gaps, making her cheeks wet. She squinted her eyes, coughed softly, and her shoulders were soaked by the cold rain.
After a moment, as if she wanted to break this unbearable silence, or perhaps to gain the approval of this once high and mighty city lord, she spoke softly:
"...Do you think I'm dirty?"
"I don't think so." Su Mingan said.
He had seen people in this profession as early as Zhai Xing, and there was no shortage of people who wanted to make money quickly in this way.
...But they are completely different from Xiaomei in front of them. Some people do it to squeeze into the upper class, some do it to exchange desires and interests. But for survival, it is different.
"The dirty people are those who force you to treat your body as a 'survival resource'." He said: "You are just trying to survive, you are not dirty at all."
He felt her trembling.
Not only was she sick but she was also cold; her hands were shaking violently as she pushed the wheelchair.
Faint sobbing sounds were heard, but he didn't look back.
...What he just said was basically a curse on Asa Akto himself.
If it weren't for the judgment of the eight personality types, people with inferior personality would not be able to find a job at all, and she would not have fallen to the point of exchanging her body for money.
People living in marginalized areas have nowhere to vent their anger, so they can only resort to violence. However, relying on their inherent physical advantages, they vent their anger on women who are unable to resist, and condescendingly call them dirty. What is the difference between these people and the devil?
At her age, she should be studying in the classroom, instead of going out in the middle of the night and getting herself covered in bruises.
He suddenly understood——
Why does the world need "exams"?
If she didn't take the exam and just used this personality test to judge everything, this would be the result. He knew that if she had the opportunity to take the exam, she wouldn't have ended up like this.
——Who deprived her of her upper limit?
——Who forced her into her current class?
"Would you like to drink?" Su Mingan raised his hand, holding the bottle of hot orange juice.
Xiaomei blinked her deer-like eyes and took the orange juice in disbelief: "... for me?"
"You're the only one here."
"Um……"
She clenched her hands around the warm bottle.
The warmth penetrated her pale palms and slowly spread to her skin. She suddenly felt that the night wind, which had always been unbearable, was no longer cold.
"Lord Asa, you are very different from what is rumored." She said: "You... actually talk to someone like me and give me juice..."
"Personality can be a criterion for judging work suitability, but it cannot represent a person's quality." Su Mingan closed his eyes:
"Otherwise, what's the difference between us and the programmed program?"
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