Updated: 2012-06-28

Xiao Jing

Everything was calm, but my heart was infinitely emotional.

is still living in the night dance city, this kind of erosive life, singing every night, the lights are bright, don't ask me if I like it or not, but I'm used to it.

My brother always likes to sit alone in the corner and drink, I know he doesn't want me to be like this, but everything can no longer be changed, I am used to this kind of life, such a day, is my destination.

The crowd is crowded, but there is no one to talk to. The carnival of a group of people is the loneliness of a person...... I would occasionally go on stage and sing two songs to reminisce about my dream, but at this point, I knew it would never come true.

Every time I lie in bed, I always think of the hideous appearance of Shuangyue when she died, and I know she hates me, but I really didn't mean to. If it weren't for the fact that she knew my secret, I wouldn't have killed her by mistake. At least in Nightdance City, she is the one who really treats me well, although she is very cold, she doesn't even like to laugh, she is fierce, and she is cruel in her conspiracy, but I know that she is actually very kind in her heart, and once, I saw her secretly feeding stray cats.

She said that when she saw the kitten, she remembered that she couldn't even eat enough back then. So now, it's good to be alive.

My hands, stained with blood, had to do this in order to achieve my goal, and I had to learn to survive in this society of the jungle.

The matter of dancing Ruoyan has finally come to an end, and even she will never appear again. It's just that everything can never go back to the past, I am no longer the simple, clean me I used to be, how dirty the world is, my heart is exhausted by erosion, I am tired, I am really tired.

"Go back to your hometown?" my brother said to me, with an infinite silence in his eyes.

"Go home, what are you doing?" I didn't look up, looking at the bustling crowd on the dance floor, a small smile on my lips.

"Go home, the rape flowers at home are blooming now, don't you like it?" my brother touched my head affectionately, with infinite doting.

"Okay," I replied softly.

Hope.

Tonight, I'm asleep.

In the dream, it was a little girl running, and a little boy, there were a large field of rape flowers, golden and yellow, butterflies flying in the air, blue sky, with white clouds, kites, the wind slightly hit, and with a very fresh fragrance of flowers, those two smiling faces, how innocent, no trouble, everything is so natural, so beautiful.

Xiao Yang

Two years, in the past two years, I have basically lived for revenge, and my existence has only one purpose, and that is to kill Wu Ruoyan. has been hiding by Wu Ruoyan's side for two years, but he has never been able to get close to her.

In the end, I learned that Xiao Jing was not dead, and at that moment, I was so happy.

Just to see her again, she became so strange.

She has a different face, she has become bewitching and beautiful, not pure and shy before, she has become witty, she is no longer afraid of strangers, and her words are trembling, she has become sleek, sophisticated, and has a knife in her smile.

What made her like this?

Who can say that in her bones, she is still the most innocent she back then.

I feel guilty for what happened two years ago, and as an older brother, I didn't do my duty to protect her. After more than ten years of dependence, I thought we would be happy.

At that time, she always liked to walk beside me, squeaking like a little sparrow, her crescent-like crooked eyes were full of smiles, we all had our own dreams, and we all looked forward to the future. However, everything happened so suddenly, and everything was taken by surprise.

If it hadn't happened two years ago, would it have ended differently today, and I want to change it, try to change it.

Leave this place to be able to start over.

I said to my sister, "Let's go back to my hometown!"

To her surprise, she agreed.

The rape flowers at home should be very bright, and when I was a child, my sister liked to pick them the most, and I always liked to follow her to protect her.

Tomorrow, we are about to embark on another new journey.

I pray and look forward to it!

"Double Moon"

There was a dream, it was not like a dream, it was far away from me, but it really happened.

The little girl was hungrily and hungry in the corner of the street, half of the mat was broken, and a bowl was broken, and she was like that, watching the people come and go, but no one would give her anything to eat.

She stared at the innocent eyes, looking at this cruel world, tears wet her eyes again, a cold wind hit, her thin body looked even thinner, and the shabby clothes on her body could not withstand the crippling of the wind at all.

The little match girl could at least light the last match to keep warm, but she had nothing. It felt like she was going to die.

Finally, a pair of warm hands took her and took her away. Since then, she has been given a place to fall in the corner, here, it is her home, and that person is her master.

This little girl is me.

These past events are too far away, but every time I recall them, I feel too real and too real, as if they just happened in front of me.

The master is a very beautiful woman, every day there will be different men around her, she has a lot of money, she has a lot of power, she will fight desperately for what she wants, she said, even by unscrupulous means.

Oh, forgot to mention, my master she's a prostitute. A very beautiful but cruel prostitute. I don't know if I can describe her like that, at least I think she is!

She taught me so much.

In this world, in this city, I learned to survive, I learned to pander, I learned to please, I talked and laughed.

knows how to use his face to make those stinky men out of their pockets, knows how to show off their flirtatiousness, and how to attract more men.

Laugh casually, and have money to collect if you throw an eyebrow, it's better than starving to death on the streets, right? Night Dance City is my second home, since the master died.

Wu Ruoyan is my best sister, maybe, at least that's how I feel.

She is a person who looks beautiful and stubborn, but secretly, I have seen her secretly crying. Since that time, I have always felt sympathy for her in my heart, that we are the same, so I treat her well and treat her doubly well.

We started going out together and going out to all kinds of places, and we started to play with men, as long as we wanted to have fun. In order to make money, drug trafficking, all kinds of evil.

In this society, either you harm others, or people harm you. This is the truth that the master taught me.

Maybe I had expected that I would follow in my master's footsteps, and in the end I didn't even know how to die. It's just this road, I have no choice, in the wanton squandering of youth, I was lost by money and reality, until I completely sank, until one day, I fell deeper and deeper, and I couldn't find a way back.

"Dancing Like Smoke"

Mo Zixi, the only man I am emotional.

His heart is too flowery, he likes to shuttle among the flowers, holding different women every day, and he never gets tired of it. He is very handsome, even if he doesn't go out to hook up, there will be women who will automatically send him to the door, it is precisely because of his unruliness that I am full of desire to conquer, I like to conquer men for pleasure, especially men who disdain me.

I admit that I lost, but he still didn't fall in love with me, and I loved him so much that I couldn't help myself.

I tried everything I could to win his heart, but he never had me in his heart.

I don't allow myself to lose, I want to get rid of all the obstacles, everything.

So I will do whatever it takes, regardless of the consequences, Xiao Luofan's cadres and others are my big trouble, only if they lose, I can win, so I must not be soft. But in the end, they still put it together.

I'm sad that Shuangyue is dead. It's like I suddenly have no support in my heart, that feeling, it's really frightening, when she lies motionless in front of me, my heart suddenly stops breathing, I can't believe this fact, but she is really dead.

I've seen a lot of people die, and I was smiling at the time. I was crying for the death of the two moons.

At that moment, I thought that even if the jade was burned, I would avenge her.

Zhang Jing has been lurking by my side for more than two years, and in the end it is only for revenge. It's just that I never expected that she was Xiao Jing back then, and she had to do everything possible to get close to me after plastic surgery, just to kill me.

Oh, dance like smoke, look, look, how annoying you are, do you regret it?

The court's verdict has come out, and although Dad has begged for help, he will inevitably go to jail in the end.

Two years.

It's not long, it's not short.

Maybe after I come out, I will change my mind, be a good person, try to be a good person, how to be a good daughter.

Maybe, I can't get out.

I lost too completely, I woke up too late, this road to hell was dug by my own hands, I set a trap, and then forced myself to get closer step by step, and then jumped again.

Once upon a time, I was also a simple little girl, ignorant of the world. But I'm the way I am today, it's all because of my father, and I think I hate him, I hate him very much.

There has always been a gap in our hearts, and we don't even look like relatives who are related by blood, I hate him, I hate him for not caring about me at all, which led me to this desperate path today.

But when my father came to see me that day, I realized that I was wrong, and I had been wrong all along.

He didn't sell drugs, he didn't do what I thought, these were all misunderstandings on my part. But I have been doing wrong things, using this to threaten his conscience, hoping that he can change his evil and turn to the right, until I fall deeper and deeper, and every time I get into trouble, he takes money, finds someone, and relies on connections to help me solve it.

All this, I think, is so geographically taken for granted, and secretly entertained, infinitely troubled.

On the scales of fatherly love, he endlessly adds the bargaining chips of love, while I keep taking the love he gives but hurts his heart, and in his constant giving, I keep sinking in.

I can't go back, I can't go back.