The small streets on the left and right sides of the Bugis are filled with Japanese shops, and the two- and three-story buildings are hung with frosted bulb lights at the doors, and at night, these bulbs are lit one after another, revealing a hazy light, and stretching to the end of the street, where the jingle of the train can be heard in the distance. ~With~Dream~Small~Say~щ~suimеng~lā In the evening of Southeast Asian countries, the heat has not yet dissipated, and the smell of various fat powders is steaming, and the Nanyang sisters standing at the door are wearing bathrobes, only tied with a belt, deliberately exposing most of their breasts, the bare skin is white like a winter melon, they know their charm very well, slightly bowed their heads, the crystal back of the neck is slender and long, like a big white goose pinched by someone's throat, the greasy white and the Chinese coolies who came from the three or three, The dark and shiny skin of the Nanyang sailors is in stark contrast, and anyone wants to reach out and pinch their white chins and ravage them to vent their hearts.

There are tables and chairs at the door of such a store, which is convenient for Nanyang sisters to negotiate prices with customers, and Japanese women are thin and small, so they can sit down and talk more courageously.

There is a Nanyang sister nicknamed baby on this street, different from other Japanese women with heavy makeup, slender figure, more outstanding temperament, of course, the price is also very expensive, she has her own independent room, and she does not need to stand at the door to negotiate the price with people, let others look at her chin and look at her teeth like looking at livestock, she is waiting in her room on the second floor, looking at all kinds of things downstairs through the window, hiding in the shadows and thinking about her own business. There are guests to come, first in the proprietress to pay the money, on the second floor of the thick carpet walked up, such as falling clouds, deep foot on a foot, that is the most famous Nanyang sister on this street, sleep on the baby once, in a foreign country to do ghosts will also be comfortable. Of course, some people say that this baby is not Japanese, it is a Chinese sold by Indians, but what is the matter, look at the baby's appearance, the eyes are full; As soon as the lamp pulls the clothes and takes off the clothes, there is no difference between Sister Nanyang, and the body is also full.

At this moment, there is a beautiful woman standing in the baby's room.

She held a cigarette in her hand and pressed the ash on the dresser beside her at will, staring at the bottles and cans on it and smiled: "Oh, life is still quite good, I really admire you, even if you go to hell, you can live better than others by scheming and means, amazing." ”

Wei Baobao stared at Ye Quan, his eyes full of anger: "Young Marshal Chen is your person, everything is your trap." ”

"Yes, that little red guy is going to die, I usually ask him to pretend to be anything, I am worried about revealing the stuffing, I didn't expect this young marshal of his true colors to be able to deceive you, should I praise him for his high acting skills or regret that you are stupid?"

Ye Liang looked at the furnishings in the room, nodded and said, "It seems that you have lived well in the past three years, the furnishings in this house are all bought by yourself, and the money is not less." ”

"You earn this kind of money yourself, you look more beautiful, you must earn more, and you will get rich."

Wei Baobao taunted with anger, and he couldn't rush over and strangle this hateful woman, "You are also a woman, why do you do this to me?" Are you really happy to destroy me like this? ”

"Of course you're happy, you've killed a person with your own hands, and you've killed a teenager and a fetus, so happy to let you use your body to cleanse your sins and pay off your debts, which is called flesh and blood debt."

Ye Liang walked across from her, looked at her condescendingly, raised his chin and continued with a disdainful face: "I am a woman, so I know the sorrow of women, and I would not have done anything in the past that made a woman's body and personality insulted. You also have to thank me for opening a special case for you, originally I just wanted to stink you in Shanghai, make you a street rat and everyone shouts and beats, life is better than death, but soon I saw through you, you always treat others as stepping stones, and your heart is despicable and despicable, since you don't care about your body, why should I help you cherish it? Wei Baobao, you are suffering all this now, you can still complain and cry and complain, but the person you killed will never defend himself. If you think it's not good, you can decide for yourself, why don't you kill yourself? Why not die? If you die, you will be gone, and the crimes you have committed will disappear completely, and everything will be empty. ”

Wei Baobao was suppressed by her powerful momentum, she stroked her chest, took a step back, gasped for breath, calmed her agitated mood, and then sneered: "Why should I die? I died, I died when I was about to achieve my second goal in life, floating in the hospital corridor, watching the joys and sorrows of others, I wanted to live again I must live well, but I didn't expect that in this life, I was reborn at the bottom of society, my mother was an aunt, and later stole people, my father was just a peddler, and he received a dime, two cents and five cents from others every day with a smiling face. Why, why do you all have a glamorous life, and I have nothing, all I have is hardship, poverty, and humility that is trampled under my feet, why? God, why are you so cruel to me since you let me live again! ”

When she said this, she wept bitterly, and simply fell to the ground and began to cry.

"Are you living a new life, do you remember the events of the previous life?"

Ye Liang looked at Wei Baobao, who was crying bitterly, and surprise flashed in his eyes.

Wei Baobao cried and nodded: "Why, why don't you let me go?" ”

Ye Quan sighed: "God gave you the opportunity to live again, but it's a pity that you didn't cherish it." You are young, smart and scheming, you can study as a teacher teacher with the help of Ms. Wu's organization, and girls will graduate from a teacher to become a teacher, and life will gradually get better, but unfortunately you don't look down on this kind of step-by-step life at all and just want to step on others to go up, you still have psychological problems, and you will commit a cruel crime for a trivial matter, people like you, in a psychological term of your time, are called antisocial personality. ”

Wei Baobao raised his head suddenly, his eyes were misty with tears: "How do you know these words, why do you believe me, or are you ...... You're ...... too."

"I'm not. Even if I am, I won't have the slightest sympathy for you, what you have suffered is the result of your own sin, you don't want to bear it, you are dead, but unfortunately you are not willing to die. Let me tell you, I have handed over the money from your sale to Sunan's family, hoping to repay some of the debts you owe. ”

After Ye Liang finished speaking, he turned around and left.

"Give me an explanation, explain it!"

Wei Baobao rushed to the door, lost and depressed.

Ye Liang walked downstairs and saw a group of dark-skinned coolies around the door, the heavy smell of sweat and sourness came to their faces, and the coolies saw a charming woman suddenly walking out of it, and they all opened their mouths and looked at her in surprise. Ye Quan covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief and quickly left here.

At the end of Bugis Street, she saw a small shop selling mats, and the owner was a happy and chubby Chinese face, like a muddy big Ah Fu.

"Miss, look at this mat, an authentic and good mat, more crystal clear and cooler than jade." The shopkeeper greeted as he pointed to the bamboo mat on display.

This mat is indeed different, the dark red color reveals a moist light, the hand is cold to the touch, this Singapore night is steaming, how can there be such a cool mat?

Ye Liang touched a few mats one by one, and the shopkeeper smiled: "Miss, my mat is unique, it's cool, Miss looks like it's from China, buy one, this kind of mat is the most comfortable in this ghost weather in Nanyang." ”

Ye Liang pointed to a mat and said, "Okay, I want this." ”

It was a single mat, almost bright red in color.

The frosted light bulb in the shop was shaking gently, and there seemed to be light flowing on the mat, and Ye Liang heard a woman's mournful cry: "Help me!" ”