Chapter 44 fourteen nights

Zigao lives in Tongqian Alley, and the exit of the alley is Beiheyan. After dinner, he goes for a slow walk along the riverside, which is a recent event.The weather is hot, the water in the ditch has dried up, and some wind blows the slightly smelly air.Zigao was by the river, smelling the stench while walking with his head down, casually looking at the people in the car passing by, with the white moon on his head.A touch of sadness, while digesting food in his stomach, let it grow in his heart, and he didn't stop it.Go south to Qihe Tower, turn your head, and after a while, you are on the bridge of Han Garden again.

one To the woman in white dress passing by.People have passed away, leaving only some incense on the road.These incenses seem to have been left for Zigao, because there is no one else on the road at this time. Zigao turned around.When I looked back, a pair of white shadows walked into Tongqian Lane. "A whore?" he thought. In fact, whether she is a whore, or not, in Zigao, how is there any way to distinguish the personalities of these two kinds of people?In Zigao's heart, all in all, it is a woman: a woman is used to accompany a man to sleep or play, and to put it better is love.Those who ask for money are considered prostitutes; those who ask for money but don’t necessarily take it directly are considered different types of people than prostitutes.The former has faults and makes people laugh, but it's just for her sake.Or, for her to keep the relationship all on money and sex.I don't want to, but I want money to live, so I have to use a certain kind of woman's natural strengths to sell and have fun with others. This is the crime of prostitution.But won't the fashionable little women, who are a step above whores, devote themselves to men for vanity or other temptations?A man can think about the means he uses to obtain a woman's love, and he will admit that women don't need to give equals, they are just one kind of thing.They want to live and enjoy exquisitely, but they are unable to grab money out of thin air, so they decorate their sexual desires on love in exchange for caries and prostitutes. This is the case with ordinary women.Since it was like this in the past, at this time, I will not feel that this is an improper way of living.The meaning of prostitution, if only in the sins of sexual desire, which is almost too obvious and directly traded, becomes a concept that ordinary people despise, this concept will be invisible in another period, it is possible.Today's ordinary women, so-called fashionable and well-educated, are economically dependent on men. Nine out of ten women can be found, and the other one can get the mother's family inheritance.There are actually more shameful things about this kind of women than prostitutes, and it is almost impossible for women to remember that this is a shame.Perhaps in the future, no woman will bring up this shameful concept forever.

"Prostitution is a shameful business, but an ordinary woman has no less shameful things than a prostitute." This is something Zi Gao often thinks about.However, at this time, Zigao thought that he was also shameful.Women are endowed with a lot of beauty that men can benefit from, and there are so many women in the world, they can't love others, even if they spend a little money to do one or two things about people, they can't do it. If they are so cowardly, they just Isn't it shameful to express tenderness in dreams that will never be seen? "Just follow this pair of women like a hooligan. If you are a whore, follow her home and do something stupid. Isn't this considered love?" It is no longer possible to know where the woman is.There was a faint lingering fragrance, wandering in the alley, Zigao turned back and walked towards Qihelou.

The moon is whiter, and there are still a few stars.The wind is there, not too strong and not too cold. In such a weather, I don’t know how many couples are there in the secluded place of the park, cuddling their faces and talking heartbeats! "Early summer, midsummer, autumn, and autumn pass, and the leaves of the trees along the river, whether they are pagoda trees or willows, will all fall off, and winter will come. Once winter arrives, the year will be considered over..." Now it is early summer, this time Half of the year has passed, and the weather is half good. Zigao spent his time in a dream of doing nothing.

"Are you here?" Zigao asked with a smile when he saw the clerk looking over his head. The guy looks a lot more mysterious today, he only smiles, and sometimes a smile is worth saying more than ten sentences. "Is it coming?" Still smiling. He suddenly felt embarrassed towards his buddy.I am ashamed of my behavior today, so I still have to look down at Shi Tao's painting. "Mr. Wu, do you want some boiling water?" "Okay, just change a pot." The guy came in for a jug of water.The water was changed, and I left as if I wanted to say something.

The man looked everywhere, his eyes wide and wide.The man saw Zigao's iron bed, and the pillow case had just been changed.Some books on the bed, which are usually messy, are all gone now.If the guy is confident that his nose is not a problem, the room will smell a little more fragrant than usual today.Looking back at the bookshelves, the bookshelves seem to have just been tidied up.The newspapers were all folded into squares and put together.On the table, the alcohol stove and small pot for simmering milk have disappeared. "Mr. Wu, I made a special clean-up today to treat guests." The man thought of such a thing, so he didn't say anything.

When Zigao saw the ghostly look of the clerk, his eyes wandered all over the place, and his heart didn't help.He also thought of a sentence, and he thought of urging the buddy; say the first sentence again. The man saw Zigao smiling again, meaning to leave.As soon as one foot kicked out the door, the second foot stopped in the room for Zigao's words. "Isn't that person coming yet?" The word "that person" was added here, and the guy came to his senses. "Come on soon, don't worry, this is called by Lao Zhang. Mr. Wu, you also—" You don't have to finish the words, you know your intentions.The man has a reason to find Zigao's behavior funny.It's common for the man to call the woman on behalf of Mr. Yuzhong, come at night, and send her back at dawn.But for Zigao's job, I couldn't help laughing.

With Zigao like this, he doesn't look like someone who asks private goods to sleep with him.To sleep with a woman, or to sleep with a woman, the man is always suspicious of what a man should do to a woman, at least he has heard it said.The dude has a high pair, so I'm really worried.Would Zigao also be like other gentlemen, doing some son-in-law things for the women who come here as usual?This becomes a problem! Zigao thought it was because he was too childlike, and the man would laugh at it.The best thing I can do is to learn from a grown-up at this time. In this matter, I should especially pretend to be mature and expert, and show my competent appearance to the clerk, so that I can do business again in the future without being rude. joke.But the usual behavior has given the buddy an easy experience, and it is no longer possible to look serious and mature at this time.

This guy is really a ghost, finally he is not afraid to ask Zigao abruptly: "Mr. Wu, have you married?" Ha, this is a great opportunity!This is an opportunity to inflate his identity a little bit, so Zigao learned to tell a bad lie, saying, "It's been two years already." It's actually a lie, but the buddy will keep it in mind if he gives it this way. Everything that was a problem was overturned. After the buddy left, Zigao laughed alone thinking about what he said just now.A man in his twenties who didn't expect to do this kind of thing tonight smiled pitifully.

Stay for a while, people still don't come. Go out to the courtyard, the courtyard is cooler than the house, there is a little wind. "The moon is round and people are also round", Zigao thought of such a poem, but couldn't find the source.It also seems that these five characters are just touched by myself, no one has ever said them before, but whether these five characters are Tao Qian, Li Bai, or a single sentence of doggerel, they are very suitable for tonight. The moon is in the center of the sky, and it is less than ten o'clock, and it is already slightly to the west.

The fourteenth moon is not completely round, and people can be round first. "Such a circle is not considered round, it is the same as the fourteenth moon." Hearing the whirring sound of a small suona along the riverside, and another drum beating to help the beat, Zigao knew that it was some blind men singing.Listening to the suona, it seems that after stopping at a place along the river and blowing for a while, the drum beats to a sparse beat, and then fades away.Zigao looked up, and Chu Chu could only see one star.The Ming River is still unclear, and the drooping leaves of the melon stand in the courtyard are also swinging in a kind of rare cool wind, and the shadows reflected on the ground are uncertain.It's a bright and clear night. "If you come," Zigao thought, "sit together in this small courtyard, talking casually under the moon, can't you find the joy of being a lover from this?" I was talking with a strange woman, and from this conversation, I could get a taste similar to meeting lovers.Zigao believes that as long as women are not too vulgar, it is okay.In fact, it doesn’t matter if you are vulgar. Under the moon, if you do some mundane things, don’t you also have the aftertaste you can chew? However, if you come, what to say in the first sentence is a bit embarrassing.You can't just keep talking.It's not good to ask your surname.The best thing is that you don't need to know each other's names; don't ask her, and don't let this little bitch know.This is not a story of leaving names, coming and going for no reason, getting together and parting for no reason, it is enough to leave a little shadow in the heart of each person in life, even if there is this night, it is considered a dream, hastily It may be more interesting to inquire about his life experience before we come.Sit down as soon as you come and don't talk, that's good.Silently, sit down for one hour, two o'clock, like acquaintances, there is no need to speak, and you can't find a word to say, that's even better.However, if everyone can come and talk all night in this very short and rare night, and hug and kiss under the white moonlight, learn things that Zi Gao has never done before, gain some new experiences, and always Not bad! Zigao thought that there was something new in front of him, and he really came to act today. Looking forward to her coming, Zigao felt a little anxious if she didn't come. It was getting cold outside.Still changing rooms, planning your behavior and attitude under the lamp, you are more disturbed than a scholar who looks at the list. "Mr. Wu," the man Zhang's voice was very soft under the window.Hearing the call, Zigao was startled.After this "Kunlun" made a notice, he opened the door and pushed a person into the room. There is no need to blush, and it is no worse than daytime under the light.But Zigao, when he saw the clouds flying around the young boy's cheeks, he felt feverish on his face. "How is it?" The man asked under the window, not daring to enter the room again. "You go." When Zigao then remembered the etiquette of being a host, he tried his best to imitate the generosity and said, "Please sit down." The person sat down timidly, and the mouse curled up in front of the person.It also seems to be trying to shrink the body as much as possible, so as to occupy less space and be less seen by others.As Zigao predicted, this is a pantomime scene with nothing to say.If the woman is an old horn, Zigao must be embarrassed at this time.Now the offensive and defensive directions have changed, Zigao just stands in the list of embarrassing others, and it is even more embarrassing if he doesn't speak.Finally remembered, the second battle after sitting down. "Have a cup of tea," just pour a cup of tea. Eat as you please.No, don't eat for now, stay for a while before slowly reaching for the cup and putting it to your mouth. Light blue fine linen jacket, blue silk skirt, blue shoes, and blue socks.Zigao was shy, and only dared to look at people from below his shoulders, for fear that he would blush if his eyes met. The woman drank her tea, as if remembering to do her homework, she turned her face to Zigao.She looked at him, looked at him carefully, although the timid look was still there, she wanted to say a word, but she couldn't, so she raised her hand to get a haircut.The hair is cut very short, and the whole body looks disheveled, with many locks in front, back, left, and right.Although Zigao didn't look at others, he knew that others were looking at him, and he was a little flustered and unnatural, the more he tried to calm down, the more he couldn't do it, and he looked over recklessly.The woman saw that Zigao looked up, made eye contact, and then looked away.Zigao looked at his face, his face, his neck, from his shoulders down to his waist through a thin jersey to inspect his limbs. The hips, legs, and feet below his waist were carefully inspected as if he were looking at a stone statue. exhausted. This is an extremely long time. The woman took another sip of tea without speaking. After drinking the tea, she looked carefully at the cloud pattern on the teacup. Zigao looked from below again, and suddenly felt a little ashamed in his heart. The young woman sitting five feet away from him looked like his sister.Looking at the woman's age at a glance, she must not be twenty.The girl is fifteen, so she won't be much worse even though she is younger. It is impossible for such a client to encounter such a private prostitute. The woman still felt that the task here was to stand up first and get close to Zigao's side.She put her right hand on Zigao's shoulder, and wrapped her left hand forward. Zi Gao, whose heart was beating at an unusual speed, raised his head, and she no longer avoided him.When the eyes of the two met for the second time, Zigao had tears in his eyes and forced a smile, and she laughed too.She turned her head to snuggle up, her face was swaying Zigao's.Everyone felt the heat in other faces.Zigao's neck was brushed with fine hair, itching, and his hands unwittingly formed a belt around the woman's waist. Zigao recently went to Ping'an Cinema to see a tragic hero treat his mistress, and had sex with a woman for the first time. one On the one hand, a naive and secret prostitute; on the other hand, a timid boy without love. The two exchanged half of their souls. This should be regarded as an extremely long time. When he arrived, Zigao cried. "Hey, my sister!" The woman took out a towel and wiped the tears off his face.Then with the mouth, repeatedly kissing the place that was once wet with tears. "I am a worthless man, and no woman needs my love." "Are you unhappy with me?" She said softly, and she leaned her face to Zigao's cheek again. "What can I be against a good man like you? You make me sad," he said no more.There are also tears in the woman's eyes. He felt that there was a soul whiter than a virgin by his side at this moment, and he took hold of it.And she, she met a lover.He is her doctor. In the past, her profession caused her to send her body to others, and her feelings were hurt. At this time, he was the one who came to examine her wounds. It's a common thing. In the world, it's just a place in Beijing. There are many such things anytime and anywhere!However, it is not unusual for a child to be taller.Although it's not a mystery, it's the opposite after all, she should let him do everything, but the fact is that he leaves everything to her, and she is in charge of everything, disposing of Zigao into a gentle dream, making the moon sink. In 1927, under the rule of Beijing Dongcheng Zhongyi District