I can't, I can't, I can't live a chaotic life anymore, even if I'm an orphan.

I finally got the opportunity I wanted, by meanness, not by the blood and sincerity of fools.

I really want to cry and shout to God: Your old man has finally woken up! I wish you a long and 100th birthday!!

Yes, my brain is not flattened by the door, God has blessed me with beauty but not wealth, why should I resist? Why refuse Song Da's kindness?

A few hours later, another life.

The clock ticked, and at 7:50 p.m., I untied my hair, and the seaweed-like black hair poured down like a waterfall, and I pulled my hair back with all my might, pulling it back into a neat little bun, like a little nun, with a mask.

At 8:00 p.m., the party will officially begin, and I feel like I am one step closer to the end of my long-planned trick.

At 8:05 p.m., I got up, left the room, walked down the corridor, through the garden, and walked shyly and gracefully to the corner of the hall under the guidance of a courteous servant.

The hall was extravagant, glittering with gold, gilded pillars supporting the ceiling, and high windows hung with gold-rimmed red swan satin velvet curtains; Hundreds of candles are lit on the chandeliers, radiating a brilliant glow. White silk sofas and white chairs line the walls, with tall roses in white, gold, and red in between, and a golden candelabra in the center of each table is rotated. Playing the gramophone around "Dream", the tactful female voice flows through the hall.

The first and second floors of the hall are crowded with guests. Endless talking, laughter, and idiot laughter came and went.

Both men and women opt for mesh masks that resemble copper, copper, iron, and iron, revealing only vixen-like eyes, like the "masquerade ball" mentioned in the book.

A man wearing a "bloody" prison uniform, shackles under his feet, handcuffs, "difficult to walk" and another "Yama" suit tied up with linen, did not forget to drag the man of "life and death" in his hands to lean on the high column and laugh lightly and drink.

A man wearing a fluffy bird feather hat and a pair of big bird wings on his back, it was a man with "Lei Zhenzi" and another woman wearing a crown, and a woman in a Western fluffy skirt whispered, causing the woman to laugh infatually.

A "color phoenix" twisted and pinched ugly, she hung on the arm of the "black bag" and sneered.

The girls in princess dresses dressed up and down, up and down the second staircase, wrapped their arms around each other's waists, leaned on the delicate railings, dressed in new-style cheongsams, with their arms exposed, their big feet slit, their clothes tight, and they could be seen everywhere, and they were smiling and greeting the "masked men" in the hall below, and there were several women who couldn't wait to make every man in front of them admire the explicit and urgent looks.

The male servants, all dressed in dark blue uniforms and with black-eyed cloths, were easily recognizable, carrying silver plates in their hands, shuttling through the hall, smiling at the guests on one hand, and offering wine glasses to the guests.

On the far left side of the hall is a suffocating beauty figure, sitting on the piano, with her back to me, Aro's figure, Miaoman's figure, white as jade, faintly exuding elf-like purity. She played songs that I didn't understand, but she whispered.

But her back, I feel extremely familiar, like Bai Wei, it can't be her, how can she be so "vivid" here when she is terminally ill.

In the dark, a "clown" wearing a mask, lazily leaning against a stone pillar, a slim white suit, with broad shoulders, tall, burly, and a shirt that should not be buttoned tightly, showing a strong muscle; He resembles a statue of a king, with one hand on his waist, his side face exuding cold and noble authority, and his body stands casually and arrogantly, I thought to myself: sullen; His face is a delusional person, because the dark aura he exudes is confusing and it is impossible to tell if this person is a good person, but I am sure that he is a pirate, a pirate who steals his heart.

I'm secretly gossiping, it must be a beautiful woman who loves ugly clowns, hooligans, I'll vomit!

They drank and frolicked in a free and uninhibited atmosphere. The wine is as you like, the dining room is wide open, and the table is full of delicacies. The fragrance of roses and the light of candles add luster to all this.

I'm analyzing this scene with my limited knowledge: rich people are just like us poor eggs, aren't they just playing "playing tricks", we usually pretend that Arowana, shrimp and snakes are no worse than them.

The waiter greeted me, and there was a shiny wine on the wine plate, so I naturally took it off, leaned close to my lips, and sighed softly: In the dark, the undercurrent is surging, and everything is so shameless and boring.

I was confused and felt a sharp gaze flashing over me, and I looked for that sharp gaze, as if it was a casual glance from a clown-masked man. When my eyes met his, he smiled slightly, his eyes shining wildly, and he looked at me with an arrogant look that was both familiar and unfamiliar to me, and there was a kind of ill-will like a tomcat, and he looked up and down; There was a hint of cynicism at the corners of his mouth, and he was holding a cigar without care. The ghost's mask scared my soul so much that I almost returned to its place, and I was so angry that I cursed: "Hell! His eyes looked like they had stripped me of my light. ”

As I wandered, a deep male voice came from the hall.

"Sir, ladies, the next song is dedicated to Miss Amy's 'Alice', let's all dance happily together."

The lights of the whole stadium suddenly dimmed, only the dots of colored ball lights were rotating, like the firefly effect that I often catch in the summer, the hazy light, it is difficult to see the true face of a person.

I took the waiter and handed me a glass of wine, the alcohol ran down my throat and it was a fire that burned all the way down, and the aggressive feeling made me cough violently, and my face was wrinkled with bitterness.

"You're drinking red wine, high wine, Miss shouldn't drink this, Miss should drink apple juice." The unknown gentleman next to him handed over a glass of juice.

My bizarre outfit was still a surprise to the man next to me.

"Miss, your dress has a personality, I thought the ladies present were reluctant to make fun of themselves, can I invite you to dance in a while?" "White and Knight" asked.

At this time, on the rostrum. The moderator said: "Ladies and gentlemen, we sincerely thank you all for coming! Now I would like to invite the host's family, Commander Song of the Songlu Army, to make a speech! ”

Everyone clapped together.

Song Lu, the protagonist of the banquet, did not wear makeup, he stood proudly beside Song Da and put his arms around their shoulders, "Thank you for your appreciation and coming to the party for the dogs." Song's original intention is to congratulate Xiaoda on being admitted to the senior superintendent of our national government with a full score! My father can proudly say that this does not rely on any officialdom of my Song in the slightest! But he just told me that he would prefer to get an instructor position in the army and fight for the party-state. So today's makeup party is not for the promotion of the dog, but for Song to give birth to a son who has the party and the state in mind and helps the common people! I'm done, let's dance to your heart's content! ”

Everyone "uproar" in unison, the host once again ascended to the stage, opened his arms to call everyone quiet, and began to say, "Ladies and gentlemen, the most important dance today will be invited by our host who has returned from studying abroad, and the invited lady will be the goddess of luck tonight, who can fulfill any wish, of course, with her body." ”

The shaking fans all stopped halfway, and there was a buzz of excitement in the hall, and the young girls clapped their hands and feet with excitement, and the girls hid their faces in each other's necks, and laughed stupidly; The men cheered.

The host waved his hand again, and the audience fell silent again.

"Of course, ladies and gentlemen, do you want to take off your masks and show off your beautiful faces!"

I took off my mask, and I was as beautiful as a solitary vixen, my wavy curls pouring down. With the dagger on the waist of the night suit, it has a bit of a heroic and sassy Mulan. I looked indifferently at the man's look of amazement, of course, limited to my beauty; The jealous looks of the ladies are, of course, limited to my beauty.

Song Da tried to squeeze through the crowd, but his mother stopped him, and his first dance was to be introduced to her by his mother.

At first, I was a little lonely on the dance floor, seeing my face blush and my heart beating, men and women hugging, my face was still so close, although my grandmother also taught me dance skills when I was in the orphanage, but there was still a word in my heart "obscene", almost wanting to escape.

Soon there were some whispers around me to guess where I was without a companion, and a man with a graceful demeanor and red sleeves with gold braids hooked up, asked me to pull them up, and asked me with a look of admiration: "May I ask you to dance?" ”

The more the men around me gathered, the more hatred I had, and I was shot for no reason even if I was lying down. So far, I am a mysterious "name" who "has not seen his name".

A man in a black suit was "favored" by me, and he sat firmly on my right, refusing to move despite the concerted efforts of the other two men. The man on my left was in an elegant posture, holding a fan and trying to blow and blow the fan for me, while pulling my skirt to get attention, his eyes were smoking, staring straight at the man on his right. Another gentleman was running from the table to and fro, fetching something delicious for me to eat, as if they were servants.

I lowered my eyes and sipped a thin slice of bread delicately, looking like I had no appetite, dealing with these admirers, giggling, daring, joking. When the men complimented me, I raised my head, and my earrings swayed, and my black eyelashes fluttered like the wings of a butterfly, as if they were so humorous that I laughed like strings of silver bells. Sure enough, they couldn't escape my clever calculations, and they were fascinated, and they did everything they could.