Chapter 12 Chapter Twelve A Dancing Girl's Love

I am a dancer, and I move around in different "places".My name is "LILY" in "Night of Roses", "Yinger" in "Carnival", and "Ah Ruan" in "Mood Bar".There is a beautiful story behind every name, and I am a good at making up stories. Because I am different from other dancing girls, I have always had the most customers, and I have an excellent memory. Even if it is just a one-sided relationship, I will accurately call out the last name and title of the customer, and I will be more sensitive to different dancers. Guests will always have a different set of rhetoric.I regard every social interaction as a performance, and even as a dancer, I can do it with great interest.

In my spare time, I like to go shopping, because I don't have much chance to be in the sun, so I really enjoy the warm and leisurely time, and I feel proud.Is it because of my brisk and slow steps, or because of the smile I really like, when I was walking on Nanjing Road, a boy suddenly came up to strike up a conversation: "Excuse me, how can I get to the Bund?" I looked at him and smiled: "Why don't you just ask me where Nanjing Road is?" Being called a "classmate" for the first time made me feel very fresh.The female college student is almost the only role I haven't played, probably because of low self-esteem.But the boy's misunderstanding gave me a lot of confidence. Looking at his embarrassed face, I smiled and said, "Don't be angry, I'll take you to the Bund."

My generosity and kindness surprised the boy, who didn't know that it was actually my professional quality.After winning the first battle, the boy's courage doubled, and he introduced himself in a suave manner: "My name is Cheng Zhifang, and I am a fourth-year student at Fudan University. What about you?" "Me?" I smiled even sweeter, and answered without any hindrance, "My name is Ye Kerong, a second-year teacher." Choosing names has always been my forte, and today is the first time I've been "outside the field", which is extraordinarily awkward. If you are addicted to drama, the innocent and frank smile on Cheng's face alone is worth the ticket price.

That day when we went to the Bund and docked on a boat together, we were so familiar that we could tell the names and characteristics of all the members of each other’s family members and roommates in the dormitory. Of course, my answer was all “This story is purely fictitious, and any similarity is purely coincidental.” . Before parting, Cheng Zhifang asked me the phone number and contact method of my dormitory. I pondered for a moment, pulled his hand and wrote down my BP machine number, and said: "If you want to see me again, call me, don't go to school to find me, I will I don’t want to be laughed at by those gossips.”

Cheng nodded understandingly: "Girls always like to be careless." After a while, he said, "But you are different from them. You are mature and generous, with a very special temperament. You even have a BP machine, which is really very cool." ..." He thought for a long time before saying, "It's cool!" I laughed, of course, how can a female college student who knows nothing about the world compare her skills with a dancer who has been in love for a long time?I got carried away for a moment, compared my lips with my fingers, and blew him a kiss, Cheng's face flushed immediately.I smiled, the little boy was still tender, I was afraid that he would not be able to withstand such a bad love, so I quickly changed into a pure and shy smile and ran away-it was already dark, and I had to go to work at the "Carnival" .

I was very excited that night. When I entered the role, I couldn’t get out for a while, so I simply made mistakes. When I saw new customers, everyone told me that I was a college student, and I came to work and study.The guest expressed sympathy and asked me about my family background. I kept on doing nothing, so I simply moved out my grandparents and a lot of relatives. Of course, I can’t forget my sick father and my sister who is studying. I described myself as Mulan. as great.As a result, I was tipped extraordinarily well that night.It seems that the value of college students is indeed higher than that of dancers. I suddenly realized that I am sincerely grateful to Cheng for his inspiration.

When Cheng Zhifang called me, I said honestly: "Thank you for giving me inspiration." He didn't understand, of course he didn't understand.So I explained again: "I mean I like writing in my spare time. When I came back from the Bund that day, I was full of spiritual thoughts, so I wrote a short article. Pay attention to the newspaper these days." He was even more admirable, so he asked me which newspaper I voted for, and I said casually, "I voted too much, I don't know which one will be used." That day we went to the mouth of the Yangtze River and took a group of very innocent and romantic photos.When Cheng Zhifang gently hugged me and stood playing Titanic by the river, I felt that I fell in love with him, and I couldn't help but feel moved. The profession of a dancer made me fascinated by the game between men and women, but the game of love is not. It's something I've never played.Two people are needed to dance the waltz. Although there are many customers who pursue me, what kind of love can there be between a dancing girl and a benefactor?It's rare to have a good man who doesn't know my identity and doesn't treat me as a commodity. Isn't he the best dance partner out there?

I leaned my head on Cheng's shoulder and breathed into his ear: "Cheng, do you love me?" His breathing became thicker immediately, and he hugged me and confessed as if swearing: "Forever." I closed my eyes, not knowing whether the happiness at this moment was real or not. That night, I took Cheng back to the hut I rented. Cheng was surprised that a second-year student could afford to rent an apartment off-campus by himself, but he didn't ask any questions.He is indeed very pure, and he is completely a green fruit. I just used a little trick to make him fascinated and excited.

But he is not a fool after all. When he woke up the next morning, he had guessed something, and I didn’t want to hide it from him. I leaned against the dresser and put on lipstick while slowly saying, “My surname is neither Ye nor Kerong. , Of course, you can always call me that if you want. I am a Miss Wu, and everything I told you in the past is not counted. It is a story I made up. If you don’t like it, don’t come here in the future.” He didn't speak, but picked up my cigarette beside the bed and lit one to smoke, his posture was very unsophisticated.In fact, it is very common for students to smoke. This boy seems to be very pure, but he did the most avant-garde and craziest thing.I couldn't help laughing, and the laughter became louder and louder. A pure and outstanding young man thought he had encountered a very romantic love, but when he woke up in the morning, he found that the other party was actually a dancer. How ridiculous!I regretted my cruelty, so I laughed more and more presumptuously to hide my uneasiness. Cheng Zhifang looked at me without saying a word. strangled, then pounced on me...

We were tossing and clinging on the ground, like wild beasts in the jungle, loving primitively and desperately.yes love!At that moment, in the sourness and helplessness of tears, I found that I really fell in love with Cheng, and fell in love with this man who I changed from an excellent student to a prodigal son. Yes, he is now a man. man! I entangled him, bit him, kissed his whole body, leaving regular or irregular lip marks.I know the distance between a dancing girl and a college student, and I know we won't have a long future, but no matter how many girls or women he experiences in the future, he can't erase the traces I left him, because I changed him .

After Cheng Zhifang left that day, I shed tears inexplicably. Everything was too absurd, but it was the most beautiful of all my stories. It was so beautiful that I couldn’t believe that I had actually made a story. heroine. I thought this story would end like this, but no, after a week, at midnight, I left "Night of Roses" and returned to "home", only to find that Cheng Zhifang was waiting for me leaning against the door of the hut, with messy cigarette butts under his feet .I was stunned for a long time before I laughed exaggeratedly: "You have learned to smoke." Before he could say a word, Cheng walked up quickly, hugged me, buried his head in my long hair, and sobbed desperately like a child.My heart tightened painfully. At this moment, I understood him so deeply and so deeply. Cheng has been "degenerate" since then. He smokes, drinks, skips classes, follows me to the dance hall, flirts with the dancers, and then signs my bill and asks me to pay.Sometimes I need to change the scene, but he was very interested, so he told me to go back first, don't wait for me.But no matter how late he played, he would definitely come back "home" and make love to me every night with a masochistic enthusiasm until he was exhausted. He is getting haggard day by day, I am deeply worried, if I buy him various supplements and make soup according to the recipe, he will get wrong, and his desire will be more urgent, even my polite refusal will be useless, if the stalemate is too severe, He would say with red eyes: "Tomorrow is the end of the world, if you don't give it to me, you will regret it." As soon as my heart softened, I obeyed him. For me, every night is the end of the world because I never know when he will leave me, it's just a matter of time.I am happy with him, but happiness is like words written on water, leaving no trace when it floats away. I always feel that everything is like a dream. Even if we hug each other closely, we still feel far away and illusory. I worked harder, and when I earned money, I would accompany him to eat out, go to famous stores, and give him the best food and clothes. I knew that what I gave him was actually opium, but there was no way. Both he and I were already addicted. , he cannot do without pleasure, and I, I cannot do without him.I can only use money, a lot of money, to keep him. He will leave me sooner or later, everything is just a story, I remind myself like this every day, so I hold on to every minute I spend with him, desperately and painfully enjoying. We are in love, love is like opium to me. At night, I caress his bare back, so young, so primitive.I cried for no reason, and my heart became soft and sensitive, vulnerable to a single blow.I think of the first time I met on Nanjing Road, how far away and cute, he was a good boy at that time, he would blush when he spoke, and his eyes widened in surprise when he heard that I had a BP machine, but now, he has a mobile phone himself, Of course, it was my money.My money killed him, my body killed him, I corrupted him. My tears dripped on his shoulders, and I tapped them to my lips with my fingers. It was cold and salty. Soon after graduation, Cheng told me that his whole class would go to another city for an internship for a period of one month. He said: "My final exam results are not satisfactory. Fortunately, my grades are always good. If the internship unit has good reviews, maybe I can make up for it. Otherwise, I’m afraid we won’t be assigned a good unit.” I killed him, I understand. The day after Cheng left, I moved.Then, use this month's time to contact new venues.He will leave me sooner or later, if I leave him first, I hope he can spend the last time in college healthy and happy.He's about to graduate, and then he'll have a legitimate job, a legitimate relationship, and a legitimate... fall in love. I disappeared completely, and I didn't see the process for two whole years.In the beginning, some old sisters told me that Cheng had come to the dance hall to find me. They were very cooperative and agreed that I had left Shanghai.He was never heard from again after that.A sister told me that she once asked Cheng Cheng how it would be if he found me, and whether he would marry me. Manly, scold him that if he really loves me, he won't shed tears for me.The sister said bitterly: "We are dancers. It is a profession to laugh at guests, but it is happiness to cry to lovers. He is a big man. He can't make you cry happily, but he still wants to cry at you for your comfort." He dares to do what he dares to do, no matter how trivial he is, I don't understand how you would like such a person." I sighed: "You won't understand, he is bad because of me." "But now that you have made him a virgin, you can rest assured." The sister said disdainfully, exhaling a very well-behaved smoke ring. I stretched out my finger casually, and accurately pierced her smoke ring, "But the love of a dancing girl, what else can I do?" In any case, I have loved, even if he loves me less than I love him, but he has been in pain after all, he has fallen for me, and now he is back on track because of me, I finally played a role in his life an important role. I still go to work, I am still happy as a dancer, and I am still making up stories with great interest.One day, a woman named Xilingxue came to me, she asked: "Dancing girl, can there be love?" I didn't think it was disobedient, and answered very seriously: "I loved it, do you want to listen to my story?" I told her about departure, as if I was talking about my previous life, I don’t know if what I said is true or not, maybe, it’s all just a story...