Chapter 12 Section 5 STD AIDS

Once, Xiaolan told me on the phone that she had a boyfriend. Every prostitute has a boyfriend, clients satisfy their physical needs, and boyfriends are their spiritual comfort.Women living a normal life will integrate their body and soul, and they will have sex with this man only after their soul accepts it, that is to say, they will have physical needs only after they have feelings.But that's not the case with prostitutes, because prostitutes are not normal women, and prostitutes are made of special materials.Their desires are bottomless, both physical and material.As long as money is given, they will not consider whether they love it, whether their hearts are willing to accept it, or whether they need a fierce ideological struggle.

A prostitute also has love, but she can divide it into many shares. She will give one to every handsome man she sees, and one to every rich man she sees.You can't understand their thinking, but they can understand it.To have many men is a matter of course for them. Don't be tempted by prostitutes, whoever is tempted is a fool. Men all have a plot of a hero saving the beauty. They fantasize that they are heroes, the kind of people who can save all living beings, change the world, change the situation with one move of their hands, and change the color of mountains and rivers with a stomp.They take it for granted that contemporary prostitutes are princesses wandering in the dust, angels who have strayed into the dust net, and they want to rescue them; Shiniang, Su Xiaoxiao, Chen Yuanyuan, Sai Jinhua, Li Shishi, Xiao Fengxian, and that night-running Hongfu, and Liang Hongyu who is both civil and military... They don't know that modern prostitutes don't sell themselves for a living. It is not the era of living in the era of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, playing and singing, being good at female red, and good at embroidery.Prostitutes in that era could abandon their family property for love; modern prostitutes can abandon their parents and relatives for family property, so what is love?

In ancient times, the cultural quality of prostitutes was generally high, which can be seen from the fact that some beautiful poems handed down to later generations were written by prostitutes; The extent can be seen. The prostitutes in ancient times needed you to "rescue the dust", and the prostitutes in modern times laughed at you for falling into the dust.They don't need you to redeem, your self-indulgence will only provoke their ridicule.I've talked to a lot of prostitutes, some of whom were below average in looks, rude and uneducated, yet their view of love was still to find a rich man.On the other hand, the husband who is a little bit pretty and needs is "extraordinarily rich".Even Sister Tang, an old prostitute who is bloated and has neither looks nor figure, her goal is to find a rich man to "raise me".Once, when I talked with Xiaolan, when she heard that my monthly income was less than 2,000 yuan, she laughed at me and said, "What's the use of going to college? I don't make as much money as a primary school graduate like me." In their hearts, it represents everything.As long as they have money, they don't care where it comes from, whether it's dirty or not, money is the only thing that can make them fall in love.

The long-term life of leisure and work has made this group of people a special group of people in society.There are even some prostitutes who work together with criminals and become a cancer of the society. I watched Xiaolan become such a person.I once persuaded her, but she said that she wanted a lot of money, so she would stop doing this thing if she had money, go to a strange city, find a man she likes, get married and have children.There, no one knows what she has done, no one knows her past. That's pretty much what all the prostitutes thought, and hymenoplasty didn't exist back then.But now prostitutes have another idea besides the above one: to have a hymenoplasty, become a virgin, and shyly fall in love and get married.

However, even if the body is mended, can the mind be mended?Those traumas of laughing day and night, those entanglements of jealousy, those fears of revenge, make you never go back to your girlhood, love someone purely, and take on family responsibilities.You are doomed to live a life of tragedy. One day, I asked Xiaolan: "Don't you have a boyfriend now? Why do you think you will look for it in the future?" Xiaolan said that this man would only let him accompany her when she was lonely, shopping with her, and spending holidays with her.On normal days, she can find another man, and that man can also find another woman.

I was stunned, I really didn't expect that there is such love and such relationship between men and women in the world. It is prostitutes who make our lives complicated and confusing, and it is prostitutes who subvert our inherent social foundation and ideas. Xiaolan's boyfriend is Zhou Hui, a street hooligan through and through. Xiaolan met Zhou Hui once when she was singing with a guest.That day, Xiaolan was standing on the street, and a woman in her 40s came. She was wearing a silk skirt, her body was growing horizontally, with triangular eyes, unlined eyebrows, and a fierce appearance. At first glance, she looked like an ancient bustard that appeared in movies.In fact she was a procuress who owned a hair salon nearby with several prostitutes.Xiaolan knew her well. Once she asked Xiaolan to do it in her hair salon. Xiaolan thought she would be bored sitting there all day, so she didn't agree.

Seeing Xiaolan, the bustard said, "Sister, there is a business tonight, do you want to go?" Xiaolan asked, "Where are you going?" The old bustard said: "A boss came back from the south and asked seven beautiful girls to sing. I am short of two. If you go, count as one." Xiaolan readily agreed.She had never been in a singing hall before. That night, Xiaolan and six "beautiful girls" came to the karaoke hall. There were people singing in every private room of the karaoke hall, and all kinds of strange voices squeezed out from the cracks in the doors of each room, and merged into a stream in the corridor. river.The waiter standing in the corridor grinned at the impact of the river, and couldn't help laughing.Xiaolan can't sing or order songs, she sits quietly in the corner, timidly looking at the picture on the screen.

That night, six men came, and the leader was a man in his 30s. He liked to wave his arms when he spoke, much like the heroes in the eight model plays during the "Cultural Revolution" period. He was very contagious and had a leadership posture. .As soon as he spoke, no one else dared to speak, they could only look up at him respectfully, like old sunflowers looking at the sun. It was that night that Xiaolan met Zhou Hui.But it was a long time later that she found out that Zhou Hui was dealing drugs.And that man in his 30s is their drug boss. That night, they took out the white powder, put it on tin foil, and baked it with a lighter underneath. A puff of light smoke curled up. They gathered their heads together and took a sip, with intoxicated expressions on their faces.Xiaolan didn't know what it was, Zhou Hui asked her to try it, she took a sip, but felt nauseous and dizzy.

That night, Xiaolan was with them, no one took off her clothes, only Zhou Hui put his hands on her thighs and rubbed them, and she earned 300 yuan.This is the easiest time for Xiaolan to earn money. After that incident, Zhou Hui often called her to be her friend.The bored Xiaolan agreed. On the night Xiaolan entered the karaoke hall, Xiaowen entered the clinic. That night, the chubby Xiaowen was wearing a green dress and stood at the street corner, like a mailbox standing at the street corner.She watched the pedestrians coming and going helplessly, waiting for the business to come.But instead of business, she got a police car.

No sooner had the police car turned the corner than there was a shrill yell from among the prostitutes.Immediately, like a strong wind blowing the fallen leaves, the prostitutes fled in all directions.Xiaowen was wrapped in countless high-heeled shoes and white thighs, and rolled into an alley.In the narrow alley, she suddenly felt a cramping pain in her stomach and fell down. The whores are avoiding, and no one cares about her.Xiaowen sat on the ground with her legs spread apart, and felt a warm stream of water flowing out from her lower body, soaking her trousers, and then, a sharp pain spread all over her body.She fell to the ground and began to cry.

However, the police car that night just passed by here. It roared past the alley and quickly disappeared from sight.Xiaowen kept crying, she didn't know what happened to her body, why so much blood flowed out?Why is it so painful? Seeing this scene, several prostitutes who came back hurriedly helped Xiaowen up and sent her to a small clinic nearby.The small clinic is equipped with an eight-foot barrier, and the doctor sits in the barrier. There is only one person, one table, one chair, one bed, one cabinet, and one stethoscope. At that time, Xiaowen did not expect that she would have so many stories with this charlatan from then on. The prostitutes had all left, and only Xiaowen and the quack, a male doctor in his 40s, were left in the small clinic.The white coat on his fat midriff made him look more like a pig than a doctor.Decades ago, people who went from village to village to sterilize pigs also liked to wear white coats.This profession is now extinct. This clinic with only a dozen square meters includes all the departments in the hospital. This man in his 40s gathers all the duties in the hospital.He claimed that he could not only cure children from bedwetting, but also cure impotence and premature ejaculation in adult men; he could not only bring cancer patients back to life, but also restore the gospel to infertile women.We can see such small clinics in urban villages in all cities.Ten years ago, those migrant workers, old or young, male or female, would choose this kind of clinic when they were sick.Although such a clinic has extremely poor medical skills, the most important thing is that the fees are low.The high-rise buildings of those public hospitals discouraged the cash-strapped migrant workers. The doctor checked the blood between Xiaowen's legs and said with a southern accent, "You have a miscarriage." At that time, Xiaowen didn't know that she was pregnant. She just often felt her stomach was bloated. She thought that maybe she had gained weight from eating. "I can't eat any more. If I eat any more, I will become fat and ugly. No one likes it." Xiao Wen, who came out of Daliang Mountain in Sichuan Province, her sexual enlightenment and sexual experience were all given by her client and her gambler husband. She only knew about the kind of thing between men and women, and she didn't know how serious it would be. as a result of. Xiaowen has no money, and all her money is given to the gambler.The doctor said that as soon as Xiaowen came in, he guessed what Xiaowen was doing.If you don't have money, you can get medical treatment, but Xiaowen wants to be his girlfriend, and he wants Xiaowen to be there whenever he is called. Xiaowen, who has read countless people, can see clearly a man's words, eyes, and actions. She knows what he wants, so she agrees. Xiaowen slept in Langzhong's clinic for three days. During these three days, only three patients came to the clinic. One bought painkillers, one bought band-aids, and the other asked about her condition, then turned and left of.Xiaowen asked the doctor: "Business is so bad, what do you live on?" The doctor smiled and said, "I only need to do two or three big deals a month, which is enough." The three days of being together day and night made Xiaowen feel that this man who was 30 years older than herself really cherished herself.At night, he slept beside her, just touching her, and didn't force her to do anything she couldn't do.Three days later in the morning, Xiaowen felt much more relaxed and said, "Whenever you need me, just call me." Xiaowen, who has lived in fear and pain for a long time, is willing to give her body with a little comfort and care, and her body is her only wealth and the capital of repayment. When she got home, her husband was waiting for her. Before she could speak, she was beaten and scolded.During the past three days, my husband spent his last dime in a mahjong parlor hidden in the basement. After being beaten, Xiaowen dragged her frail body and stood unsteadily on the street, waiting for someone to walk by. During the conversation with Xiaowen, she said that she had imagined many times that someone would take her away from here, leave here forever, and never come back.However, after those men finished their work, they all threw the money on her and left without saying a word. No one was willing to take her away.Men in this world are very heartless, and she hates them. Sometimes, she fantasizes that she will never see her husband after returning home, and she will never see her husband. He was hacked to death and buried alive, but if he doesn't come back on the first day, he will come back the next day.She was desperate, she could only live like this day by day, waiting for the last day of her life. The appearance of Langzhong brought a ray of light to her long night sky. The winter in my memory came very early that year.After an autumn rain, I went to the street the next day and suddenly saw a layer of fallen leaves on the street. The mountain tops in the distance and the roofs nearby looked very fresh because they were washed by the autumn rain, and the leaves were all gone. The branches are as beautiful as antlers.The wind blows, making people feel cold.Looking up, the streets are full of people in sweaters and cotton coats. What makes people feel even more chilling is a piece of news that spread like wildfire. It was in the late autumn and early winter of that year that many people heard the name of a new disease for the first time: AIDS. In that winter, AIDS suddenly struck. This disease, which was always thought to only grow in dirty capitalist countries, was discovered around us. Soon, relevant departments organized personnel to conduct physical examinations on a considerable number of entertainment practitioners in the city, and found several cases of HIV carriers, and more than 80% of the prostitutes were infected with various sexually transmitted diseases, and some even had multiple diseases. . This is just the prostitutes in the sauna of the hotel, and those women standing on the street must have a higher rate of infection, because they have no awareness of precautions, and the people they come into contact with are more diverse. Then, the street was straightened out again, and every street girl had to undergo a medical check.However, when these prostitutes saw the law enforcement vehicles, they pretended to be good women and put on the long clothes they carried with them; when they saw the law enforcement vehicles leave, they took off their clothes and showed their true colors. Street girls ten years ago had no awareness of wearing condoms.They think that things made of rubber cost money, and clients think that things are troublesome. At that time, condoms were not called condoms, they were called condoms.At that time, I often saw children on the street holding a condom, which was distributed to the parents of the children by the relevant department. The children competed to see who could blow the condom bigger. As a result, everyone's mouth was greasy. , with a shiny face. Prostitution is like a scourge. When it cannot be eliminated, it can only be diverted. This is like Dayu's control of the flood. As a result, many volunteers came to this street to explain safety knowledge to prostitutes voluntarily. It was also at that briefing session that Xiaowen met Xiaolan and Sister Tang. Xiaolan is rich, she dresses fashionably, looks bright, and is the focus of people's attention wherever she goes, and it was also at the briefing meeting that many people got to know Xiaolan. It was a weekend when volunteers borrowed a classroom from a nearby school and called a meeting of street prostitutes.The prostitutes have never had a meeting, they have always lived a loose and casual life, there has never been any level of organization leading them, and they have never belonged to any department.When there are clothing associations, shoe associations, carrier pigeon associations, Tibetan mastiff associations and other associations in this city, they don't have any associations.They are a group of pheasants foraging in the mountains, and there is no industry association for pheasants. The notice had been posted for several days, but no one from the school came.Volunteers distributed leaflets to everyone who looked like prostitutes, but still no one came.Six days passed, and just as the volunteers were about to evacuate, on the afternoon of the seventh day, a few prostitutes came, poked their heads out curiously, and said, "I heard that you have a training class here, so let's take a look. Our technology Well, I don’t need your training.” The volunteers couldn’t laugh or cry, and explained to them: “We’re not here to train you in technology, but to teach you to enhance your safety awareness. You’ve made a mistake.” The few prostitutes stayed and listened to the lectures given by the volunteers.After a while, a few more people came.After a while, someone came again... Just like that, hundreds of people came to the classroom of that school, shoulder to shoulder, and it was impossible to get through. A female volunteer explained to the prostitutes: "Before having sex, you must put the condom on, so that you will protect yourself." A male volunteer demonstrated that he stretched out his right thumb and put the condom on with his left hand. on the right thumb. "Is that safe?" asked a prostitute in the front row. "Yes." The female volunteer said. "Oh, I see. Before doing that, put a condom on your thumb, and it will be safe." Xiaolan stood up and said, "I was worried that I wouldn't learn it. It turned out to be so simple." There was laughter from the audience. "It's not a condom on the thumb." The female volunteer said. "Where is that for?" Xiaolan asked puzzled. "Yes..." The female volunteer blushed, "Anyway, it's not a condom for the thumb." "I clearly saw that he was covering his thumb, so why not?" Xiaolan continued to ask. "Put that thing on." The male volunteer said in a low voice with a blushing face. "I didn't hear it, so say it louder." A few prostitutes below jokingly said. The volunteers were all embarrassed. Sister Tang knows how to use it. In the beginning, she used this condom called a condom to prevent pregnancy. Now it is called a condom.She yelled loudly in the back row: "You two real people experiment, it's not like we haven't seen tender dicks before." This time, all the prostitutes laughed, only the volunteers didn't laugh, they were about to cry. According to the traditional way of writing news reports, after I participated in the training meeting for volunteers, I must write in the manuscript: "Through the training, the prostitutes have improved their ideological awareness and realized the gap in their own knowledge. They expressed their opinions one after another. In the future, I must cherish life, start a new life, and make more contributions to society." In fact, when I participated in this event, the draft provided by the relevant department also wrote like this.However, I saw at the scene that the prostitutes did not write a letter of determination, that the prostitutes robbed the volunteers and made them speechless. make a contribution. The training meeting broke up badly, but Xiaolan and Sister Tang became famous.Xiaowen said that after the meeting, everyone exchanged views and admired them both. I never thought that it was the last time Xiaowen and the two of them met. Xiaowen is still busy in vain, like a spinning top being whipped by her husband, spinning involuntarily.All her money was given to her husband, who in turn gave the money to the mahjong parlor. Every few days, Xiaowen would receive a call from the doctor.As soon as the phone rang, Xiaowen knew what he wanted to say. Chinese herbal medicines such as epimedium and medlar had soaked this man who was 30 years older than Xiaowen into a boar.This doctor will also prepare another medicine, which is dark red in color.She asked Xiaowen to take these medicines home and secretly pour them into her husband's teacup. Long-term consumption of this medicine would cause her husband to lose his libido. Like many prostitutes, Xiaowen suffers from various sexually transmitted diseases.Every time Xiaowen came to the clinic, the doctor would pour out a pile of granulated medicine as small as a fingernail from a glass bottle, put it in the washbasin, add water, and the water would turn purple.The doctor asked Xiaowen to take off her clothes and soak her lower body in this purple-red liquid.After soaking, the itching of Xiaowen's lower body was relieved, she was surprised, she didn't know what the name of the magical granular medicine was.If she had been to junior high school, she would have known the drug was called potassium permanganate. Langzhong knows how to protect himself. He always uses the "concealment" introduced by the volunteers, which he said will make him last longer.The doctor also gave Xiao Wen penicillin, which made Xiao Wen fatter, and her lower body symptoms gradually disappeared. This is the most common medical knowledge, and any quack doctor or Mongolian doctor will understand it, but Xiaowen doesn't know that she regards this doctor as the contemporary Hua Tuo, who is cured by the medicine and rejuvenated. She is willing to pay for "Hua Tuo" everything.