It was nearly eleven o'clock when Kiki came back and stuffed me with half a bag of pistachios. I happily put a handful in my pocket, then sat on the couch and peeled it and ate it.

It's not the first time I've eaten this kind of luxury that is said to cost me three or four days of food on a plate, I remember when I was a child, I was naughty, my sister gave me a fat beating, in order to soothe me crying, my father bought me a lot of snacks, including this pistachio. I had long forgotten the taste at that time, and I didn't remember how delicious it was, but my father's fading figure in my mind made me a little silent.

I thought of the strange and intoxicating scent of the 402 room, and I couldn't think of what it was, based on my experience. I told Kiki about what happened in the 402 private room intermittently, she bent her long legs wrapped in black stockings slightly, bent over, and listened to my incoherent narration quietly, her beautiful big eyes were not shocked.

She didn't say anything about Tina, but she told me something else, that the rest of the guests would be better not to eat if she wasn't a princess in that box. No one can estimate the degree of metamorphosis of some of the guests without seeing it with their own eyes.

I was amazed, those things looked like they hadn't been touched, and wouldn't it be a waste to just throw them away? I didn't tell her that I had eaten one of the dates in 402, and I felt a faint burning on my cheeks.

Kiki said that in the past, new princesses would receive uniform training, and it was the first time that a princess like me had been brought by an old man. I could sort out what she meant, and she was asking me about my relationship with Jewel Red in a crooked manner. I pretended I didn't understand, I didn't say anything, and the key thing was that I didn't know how to say it.

After another half an hour, Kiki suddenly sighed, "It seems that this is the end of the day, and there are no guests at this time." ”

I asked her, "So how much can you make today?" ”

She blinked her eyes and thought for a while, and said, "It's more than one hundred and eighty, and today's business is average." ”

I remembered what Bao Hong told me, DJ princesses get tips by the hour, and they have a basic salary, while ordinary little princesses like us have money to do if they have work, and they stare at them when they don't. I don't have any business today, and I don't have any guests to book a private room with me, which means I don't have a penny of salary.

I wasn't disappointed, after all, the tip I received yesterday was beyond my imagination, and there is nothing unacceptable about spending a day today. So I ran back to the changing room, took out a physics paper and pen and paper from my backpack and went to the princess's lounge area to write.

At this time, most of the princesses were still working, and only four or five princesses were slightly bored and rested here lying or sitting. This is a special place for the princess to rest, there is a princess toilet and changing room, the light is not too dazzling, very quiet. And the place where the princess is waiting for guests is not here, but in a place called "Princess Service Station", because I am still under the care of Kiki "with the old and the new", so I did not go to the Princess Service Station platform.

Kiki was lying next to me, her long legs stretched out behind my back, her short skirt covered with a white T-shirt, and the air conditioning in the lounge area was a little cool. She rested her head on a boxy couch cushion, her eyes widened, and the corners of her mouth hooked to watch me write a paper. I was a little uncomfortable with her look, and I twisted my waist on my back.

She said, "You're still a student? What grade are you in? ”

I said, "It's the third year of high school when school starts." ”

She asked me again where I went to school, and I said Thirteen Middle School. She said, "My cousin is also in high school in No. 13 Middle School, I don't know if you know her, her name is Chen Wenjing." ”

This world is really small, I feel a little emotional. I don't know much about the girl who doesn't like to take a bath, but I just had a little intersection because I robbed her of a "business". We chatted for a while, and Kiki fell asleep, and she wasn't going to wait on the platform anymore.

She tilted her little head, let out a thin snoring sound, and her calm face was like a sleeping Snow White. I went to the changing room and took out my slightly fat men's clothes and put them on top of her, straightened her head, and began to do my homework without distraction.

After writing a paper and looking at my phone, it was just over one o'clock. I put away the pistachios and dried sweet potatoes Kiki had given me, and leaned back on the couch to think about things.

At this time, my sister may also be sitting in a KFC store in a daze, or riding an electric car to deliver food everywhere. I don't know if she'll be sleepy, if she'll be hungry, maybe she won't be hungry in a KFC store. I thought of Tina, the half-race sister, and I don't know how she is now.

When Kiki woke up, it was close to work, she went to the bathroom to wash her face, she looked a little rough without makeup, with a few small freckles and pimples, the beauty moles at the corners of her mouth were very light in color, and the wet sideburns stuck to her round face, but it didn't make people feel uncomfortable. She was originally a young and beautiful girl, but she often stayed up late at work to make her look a little haggard.

She took me to the princess's department to sign my name, and she received one hundred and eighty-six, and I had no salary. Then I went to the changing room, changed my clothes, and walked home with my backpack.

The night was quiet, there were no stars or moon, but it was not dark at all. I tapped along the walking path, and I was a little reluctant to pay for the taxi fare of six yuan.

I've never met a hooligan, and I'm comfortable living in this city, after all, real life is different from fiction, where there are so many hungry/thirsty gangsters. Even if I meet someone who likes my beauty, he won't come and tease me as soon as his brain is hot.

Today, however, I seem to have met two.

As I passed by a slow-rocking bar called Apple, I saw two young men with dyed hair pulling a coolly dressed girl. At this time, there were no pedestrians on the street, only a few taxis parked in front of the bar, and a few SUVs occasionally passed on the road not far away.

I'm a little entangled, I don't know if I should stand up and be a hero to save the United States.

According to my cowardly character, I don't want to care, I'm afraid of being beaten, and so many people don't care, what kind of big clove of garlic do I charge? But as soon as I raised my foot and wanted to leave, Tina's pitiful eyes and the appearance of being abused after being tortured came to mind, and my heart seemed to be tied together by a rope, and then I pulled it hard, and I wanted to vomit sour water.

My legs were a little weak, and I didn't dare to go over and persuade them, and I was not willing to leave like that. In the end, I didn't have the courage to show my manly side, and I watched as the girl was pulled into a clumsy car by two young men and drove away.

My heart fluttered at once, and I remembered Tina's voice in front of me with all her might, sobbing and shouting, "Princess help me."

I kind of hated myself for being cowardly and incompetent, but I really didn't dare. Growing up, I never had a conflict with anyone, and seventeen years of poverty and an incomplete family had created a humble and humble character.

The clumsiness quickly disappeared from my sight, but I still couldn't walk with my legs, and it was as if my whole body had been drained. I clenched my little fists, and suddenly it occurred to me that if I was beaten up by those two people, I might feel better than I was now. Even if I can't save that girl, at least I tried, didn't I? That wouldn't be so self-pitying.

The food cart next to me was cooking baked cold noodles and finger cakes, and I had never shown any interest in these street foods before. I felt like I should find something to do to divert my thoughts, and eating was a good choice. I still have half a bag of pistachios and a whole bag of dried sweet potatoes in my backpack, but that's what I left for my sister.

"One finger cake, one baked cold noodles, boss."

The boss glanced at me with a smile, "Girl, can you eat?" ”

I guess it's because I'm young, I'm seventeen years old, but how I look like a girl is fifteen years old at most. Maybe it's because of my cute double ponytail and the peach blossom eyes and melon seed face that the little vixen comes standard with.

I said, "I'm hungry." ”

He expertly melted the dough, cracked eggs, seasonings, and various side dishes, and after about two minutes, the finger cake was ready, and I just held it in my hand and stood aside to nibble on it, watching him make me baked cold noodles.

There should be ketchup and cream in it, which is different from KFC, sweet and sour.

At this time, a police SUV stopped beside me, and a policeman wearing a half-sleeved shirt poked his head out and shouted at the boss, "Lao Cai, three portions of ten pieces of finger cakes, one of which should not be sweet and sour sauce." ”

"Okay! There's one more to you. You're on duty again today? ”

"And Ouyang and Lao Xu." The policeman glanced at me standing on the side, grinned, and seemed to have an undetectable sigh, "These little girls now..."

I ignored him and gobbled down the finger cake in my hand.

"Girl, your baked cold noodles. Seventeen dollars. ”

I took the paper tube and bamboo skewer with the cold noodles, gave him the money, and walked slowly along the road as I stuffed the finger cakes.

Suddenly, I heard the policeman say, "Isn't this a car accident on the side of Fuyuan Road, a KFC food delivery woman was hit by someone riding an electric car, it was very miserable, the brain was squirting out, like a tofu brain, and the little thing I ate at night had already vomited." ”

I was shocked, the KFC where my sister and I work on Fuyuan Road is across a commercial street, and the girl who delivers the food? Could it be that something happened to my sister when she was delivering food...

Brain pulp? Tofu brain?

There was a roar in my head, my legs shaking like chaff, and the warm water flowed down my thighs that I didn't notice.