The rustling of the rain broke the silence of the alley, and a girl with messy hair stood still in the rain among the four men in black, holding a knife in her hand, and blood was dripping from the tip of the knife.

At this time, the sound of horses' hooves lapping on the clear stone slab came from far and near.

"Stop." A cold and low voice came, the woman raised her eyes, and saw a thin man dressed in white opened the curtain, the man's appearance can be described as stunning in the world, with infinite beauty between a smile and a smile, but when the man's eyes saw the girl's dagger, not only frowned.

The man's beautiful smile disappeared in an instant, and the picturesque man's face seemed to have a layer of frost condensed, he did not get out of the car, but took an umbrella and handed it to her, and said in a deep voice: "Don't get wet." ”

It was a word of concern, but the tone and expression of the voice were cold everywhere, and the girl listened to the sound of the wheels that were gradually moving away, slowly opened the umbrella, and left in the opposite direction.

Xueyue Pavilion, a child came, she was soaking wet, and the clothes she was wearing were of excellent texture, but they were tattered like beggar's clothes, the girl's hair was messy, and she couldn't see her face clearly, and the girls were curious about what this girl was doing in the land of wind and snow.

A sharp-eyed girl noticed the child's hand, the child's hand was very white and tender, it must be a hand that had not done any work, she looked upstairs and then looked at the girl and smiled: "Oh, whose girl is it, look at this white and tender hand, is it here to find her father?" Which family are you from? ”

The girl pursed her lips and did not speak, but swept all the people downstairs and did not see the person she wanted to see, so she looked up at the people upstairs.

The girl who asked the girl saw that the girl didn't speak, thinking that the girl didn't want to deal with women like them, and her face was not very good, after all, the women of famous and noble families thought that women like them were not clean, and they would always hear someone say that they were not clean when they went out.

At this time, a graceful and luxurious woman came slowly with a fan, the woman did not look very old, and the long one was even more convex and backward, but the girls would respectfully say when they saw her: "Mom." ”

Usually there is no tricky thing or a big man is coming, the "mother" of Xueyue Pavilion will not come forward, but the lustful guests heard that this "mother" is a rare stunner, and they all want to see the real face, but this "mother" is even more difficult to see than Oiran.

"Why did "Mom" suddenly appear this time? Is this girl a tricky character? It doesn't look very good, like a beggar, but the umbrella in the girl's hand is good. On the second floor, a man in blue leaned in a chair by the window and smiled.

Maybe someone is the illegitimate daughter of "Mom"? On the side of the man in blue, a scantily clad woman gently opened the skin of a purple grape, and Qianqianyu pinched the green grape flesh and handed it to the mouth of the man in blue.

The man in blue took a bite of the green grape flesh, as well as the woman's fingers, and his tongue sucked and licked slowly on the woman's fingertips.

Just as the tongue of the man in blue touched the woman's wrist little by little, the woman's other hand lightly touched the man's eyebrows, smiled and blew closely, and the face of the boy in blue slowly flushed.

The woman put on her gauze and was about to leave, but she heard the words of the girl downstairs, pursed her lips and chuckled, she was really an interesting girl.

When the girl saw "Mom", she knelt down and said loudly, "Mom, I want to learn art from you." ”

There are slaves who buy girls, there are traffickers who sell abducted children, there are poor families who buy daughters, and of course there are people who voluntarily buy themselves for the burial of their fathers, but a nine-year-old girl who came to learn art from the "mother" of the brothel is in the forefront, and more and more people rush to see the play when they hear the news.

The windows of the upstairs cubicle were even more open, someone said.

"Girl, if you want to open a little, a brothel is not a place to have fun."

But that's what most people say.

"Oh, obediently, come to the master, the master will tell you, what it is like to be a prostitute, ah, haha."

Mom is always smiling and kind to everyone, but when she suddenly looks at you with a blank face, you will have a fear in your heart, which is the fear of the unknown, because you don't know what she will do when she starts a fire, because she has never been angry.

"Mom" took the girl to a room, closed the door, they could not hear the sound of the conversation inside, felt bored, and dispersed.

However, there was a nine-year-old girl who came to the brothel alone, and the fact that she wanted to learn art from the brothel's mother spread in the city and became a topic of conversation after tea and dinner.

In Tianji Pavilion, a young man in white frowned again when he saw the secret letter about "her" played by the shadow guard: "Has anyone seen her appearance?" ”

"No, no one has seen her except her mother." Shadow Guard.

"It's good, she actually wants to learn art, we will teach, put her in the killer pavilion, safe, and it won't ruin our plan." The brows of the young man in white slowly relaxed, he wrote two words on the white paper, and his hand gently traced the words written, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, with tenderness and bitterness.

"Sister, your daughter is as unpredictable as you."

The "mother" of Xueyue Pavilion took the girl to the room and said with a serious face: "Have you ever learned lip language?" ”

The girl nodded and said with her lips, "This is what Mother taught." ”

Xueyue Pavilion's "mother" became suspicious when she saw the girl lip out that she wanted to learn to kill, and when she confirmed that the girl could lip speak, her suspicions became more and more serious.

But when she ripped the child's messy hair and saw the child's face, she froze, her mouth opened, and she wanted to speak, but her throat seemed to be stuck by something.

Xueyue Pavilion's "mother" wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, smiled and hugged the girl into her arms, and then left the room through the back door and came to the bathroom, where she carefully helped the child take a bath.

While gently wiping the girl's hands with a towel, he said, "Don't call me 'Mom' in the future, call me Aunt Xue." ”

The girl nodded, but did not speak.

"What's your name?" Aunt Xue asked.

The girl shook her head and said, "Nameless." The girl didn't make a sound, and then turned her head to look at the floor in the doorway.

Aunt Xue looked at the girl's gaze, there was really a black shadow moving, it looked like a human shadow, but he didn't seem to be here to eavesdrop, he put down something at the door and left.

Aunt Xue gently opened the door, and found a letter on the wooden board, and a stone to fix, Aunt Xue saw the sign on the envelope, there was no one around, Aunt Xue quietly hid the envelope.

After settling the girl, Aunt Xue hurriedly returned to the room.

Under the rendering of the night, behind the lively atmosphere of the Xueyue Building, in the flickering candle flames, in the beating of the flames, several consecutive red words appeared on the yellowed stationery, and when the red words appeared one after another, in a few seconds, the paper suddenly rose on its own.