My name is Yi Zhizhi, female, and I just turned 25 years old this year.

When I'm not working, I like to wear short silver hair and put on my tank top and hot pants to hang around the streets.

I don't mind people calling me a scoundrel, a thug. Because, I'm not.

This silver hair is not dyed by me for the sake of personality, but when I was 22 years old, I lost my head overnight because of a broken love. Really, without exaggeration.

In that year, my first love split his legs and went to another country, and I completely became cannon fodder for love.

Some people say that it should be so painful that it will be a blank head.

I don't know how much pain I felt at the time, but when I saw my gray hair in the mirror the next day, I was stunned. I realized that the plot of the original TV series with a white head overnight is very likely to be true.

I cried for half a month, and my heart and my silver hair hurt to the bone.

Just a minute ago, I rejected a romantic marriage proposal of 999 roses on the street with an average of more than 10,000 people a day, and I turned around and went home with a man who looked like a dog, and the fairy opened the door for me.

The fairy is a very interesting old lady, she has the special ability to know the world without leaving the house. As soon as I entered the door with my front feet, a fairy's voice floated in the living room: "If you don't do it, you won't die, and if your brain enters the water, you will directly refuse the proposal of the rich second generation on the street." ”

I kicked my high heels and threw them in a corner of the shoe cabinet, climbed barefoot onto another couch, picked out a bright red nail polish from the fairy's makeup case, put my foot on the coffee table, and began to apply it.

The fairy is my mother, a strange old woman. Smoking, drinking, playing mahjong, everything. I never called her mom because she had sent me a signal since I was a child: she was a fairy in the sky.

Because I came out of her belly, this relationship between the fairy and me began strangely. My relationship with her is like the jumbled curves of my palm, very entangled.

I was wearing nail polish when the fairy suddenly spoke: "The boss is not small, hurry up and find someone to marry, so as not to delay me at home." ”

The fairy is a single mother who raised me alone and has been single for so many years. She is an actor in the Yue Opera Troupe, and the best Yue Opera is "Tianxian Pei", and over time, everyone calls her "fairy". Although she and I are mother and daughter, we are like sisters, and since I was a child, she didn't let me call her "Mom", but let me call her a fairy.

"What? Finally got the idea of a second spring? I asked in surprise when I heard her say this.

"Don't ask so much, just get married early. I've been a drag oil bottle for so many years, so be conscious! She poked my hand in the head and then twisted her ass and went to the kitchen to cook for me.

Look, it's such an old woman with wrong views. In order to soak an old man, he can take his own daughter out.

I was a little weakly decadent, so I cooked dinner for the fairy, changed into a sundress, and wandered out.

Another Sunday night, I put on a wig, put on heavy makeup, and turned into a resident singer in a brightly lit bar, roaring "Hi Song" in a hoarse voice, in fact, I couldn't get high at all in my heart.

A senior female hooligan has a past that is not in line with others, such as me, such as a fairy.

I loved the fairy, and though my stepmother's actions sometimes made me indignant, I still loved her more than myself.

Because I know this woman's past. When one person learns about another person's bloodstained past, there is something called pity in that sympathy. She has suffered for me.