One evening a week later, Wu Zhenri approached South Street and saw Hu Mimi, who was repairing a clock, with her hair shawl and head tilted slightly forward, concentrating on a dial.

That posture, expression, and movement are all intoxicating beauty in Wu Zhenri's eyes.

But he didn't want to, as if he didn't dare to step in front of Hu Mimi, so he stood under a camphor tree on the side of the road and quietly watched her, admired her, and seemed to wait for her.

But Hu Mimi didn't know any of this. Hu Mimi was on her way home from South Street at 10 o'clock in the evening, when she suddenly found that someone was following her, and when she looked back, it was none other than Wu Zhenri.

She was quite surprised, Wu Zhenri hurriedly said in a trembling voice, Mimi, I love you, I like you, I watched you from a distance under the camphor tree on South Street, just to see you, and stood for nearly three hours.

Shut up. Don't be delusional! Hu Mimi said this, turned around and continued to move on. Wu Zhenri still followed behind and said infatuatedly, Hu Mimi, let me give you a ride, okay?

The ghost wants you to send it? Hu Mimi turned her head and looked at him with raised eyebrows, if you dare to follow me again, I will call the police.

Saying that, Hu Mimi took out her mobile phone from her bag, Wu Zhenri was really afraid that she would call the police on her mobile phone, and immediately recalled in disgust the feeling of kneeling when she was interrogated at the police station, so she hurriedly said, forget it, I won't send you anymore, I have a good heart, you are treated as a donkey's liver and lungs.

Watching Hu Mimi turn away, he no longer lingered, as if he had left a shadow that should have been erased from his soul a long time ago.

Since then, Wu Zhenri has not looked for Hu Mimi, who originally wanted to stay in the north and build a love nest with Hu Mimi, but his heart has stopped, and he returned to the south lonely as soon as the internship period ended.

Wu Zhenri was very depressed, and returned to his hometown of Kapok Town to drink all day to anesthetize himself, so as to forget the unpleasant days when he was frustrated in love during his college internship.

But when he woke up, the image of Hu Mimi that made him ecstatic appeared in his mind, but another rational voice said to him: Zhenri, you and her are impossible, let's go back to reality!

At that time, the south was much more open than the north, and even small towns like Kapok had red light districts.

The red light district is full of out-of-town women, and prostitutes can pick and choose when they enter.

The old bustard was full of smiles, and always enthusiastically brought the prostitute to the inner hall, pointing to a large wall of various photos of women's life in different postures and postures, and said to the prostitute, which one you choose is which.

That morning, Wu Zhenri also walked into the red light district of Kapok Town, and also wanted to have a good time, hoping to entertain the depression that had accumulated in his heart for many days.

The bustard, a middle-aged woman who scratched his head and gestured, took him to the hall as usual with any guest, and looked at the life photos of many women on the wall, and said that you are in love, ask me to get a sign, and each woman's photo has a number, you just need to say the number.

Wu Zhenri looked up and counted them one by one, there were a total of 108 women in the wall bar, most of them were young girls, and some middle-aged women were good-looking.

The old bustard saw that his eyes were sweeping over it, and he was looking for it, so he introduced that all the heroes who came here were heroes, and we were equipped with 108 beauties, and we could receive and comfort 108 heroes at a time. Take your pick! There is sure to be something you like among the 108 beauties.

Wu Zhenri smiled at the old bustard and nodded, thinking that her crooked reasoning still made some sense.

He thought of himself, although he was not a hero, but he could be regarded as a hero, but he was also "forced", if Hu Mimi, who I liked, was still with me, and did not leave a blank space in my feelings, I would never come here. I came here to be clearly "forced", aren't the 108 heroes on Shuibo Liangshan forced to go up?

At this moment, Wu Zhenri's gaze stayed on the last one, that is, the face portrait of 108 women, her pair of soul-hooking almond eyes and the white awl face, a bit like Hu Mimi, that's all, he turned back to the old bustard without thinking and said, I choose No. 108.

Then you'll have to wait, just sit in the hall and wait, she's waiting for another good man in room 108. The old bustard explained while looking at Wu Zhenri's demeanor.

Wu Zhenri's heart was a little cold and a little rebellious: it turned out that the woman I liked had been used by many heroes and heroes in front of her, and it was rare for me to seize the opportunity.

The old bustard seemed to see that he was hesitant, so he said, if you want to change, you can meet another woman, some of them are empty.

The old bustard is sophisticated in the end, and the words are in place, the women here are no more than the wives at home, who only serve their husbands, and they have to serve many guests frequently, otherwise, how can this bowl of rice be eaten?

Wu Zhenri, who was already hesitant, as soon as he heard this, he simply said, don't say it, I will choose No. 108, just wait a minute.

With that, he took a few steps forward and sat down on the couch in the hall.

The bustard said, you open the ticket first! Wu Zhenri got up again and walked to the front desk with the bustard, took out his wallet and asked a woman sitting on the stage, how much does it cost to go in for a pastime?

Which number did you choose? The price is different. The woman looked at him with wide eyes.

Her eyelashes are long and black, and you can tell at first glance that they are pasted on. As if she was embarrassed to let people look at it more, she lowered her head after speaking.

The old bustard standing on the side answered for Wu Zhenri, No. 108.

The woman looked up at Wu Zhenri again and said, "Sir, No. 108 is 300 yuan an hour."

Wu Zhenri hesitated a little, and the woman pointed to a beautiful woman's pick-up price list posted on the wall and said, it is clearly marked, you can take a look.

It's not that I'm too expensive, it's just that I don't have enough in my purse. Wu Zhenri opened his purse and took out three tickets for the woman to see, only two of which were 100 yuan and one of which were 50 yuan, which was obviously not enough.

250, a stupid "drooping" number. The woman asked Wu Zhenri's opinion, can you change to a higher woman to serve you?

And cheaper? Wu Zhenri's eyes widened in confusion.

Yes. Yes, for every hour of pick-up by a beautiful woman, 300 yuan for those between 16 and under 20 years old; $200 for those aged 20 to under 30; $150 for those over 30 years old. Which grade are you going to play? The woman patiently explained, ending with a complaining word, and the table on the wall was clearly marked, and you didn't look at it.

I want the No. 108 beauty, can I take credit if I don't have enough money, or I will send you an IOU of 50 yuan, okay? Wu Zhenri decided this because the appearance of the No. 108 beauty is very similar to Hu Mimi's appearance, and he is still in love with Hu Mimi, although rationally he knows that the No. 108 beauty is not Hu Mimi, but he wants to use this to comfort his almost obsessed emotions.

Can't set this precedent, you're only short of 50 yuan, can't you come back when you get enough? Besides, the beauty of No. 108 will not run. As she spoke, the woman looked at the bustard standing in front of the stage, making people feel that she could not be the master.

The old bustard smiled kindly at Wu Zhenri, and said that you will do what you want, and make an IOU of 50 yuan, I believe in you, as long as you often come to take care of business, we are all welcome, and we guarantee that you will have fun here.

Wu Zhenri immediately handed over 250 yuan to the woman, and then asked for a piece of paper and a pen, typed an IOU and handed it to the woman.

The woman made a gesture to let the bustard into the counter, leaned close to her ear and whispered, if this gentleman slaps his ass and leaves after this play, and never comes again, what should he do if he doesn't return the 50 yuan?

That's it. The bustard whispered.

The woman was afraid that she would be responsible, so she asked the bustard to sign the 50 yuan IOU and agree to it.

At this time, a middle-aged man came over and handed the No. 108 beauty card to the woman, and the woman handed it to Wu Zhenri, who saw the bearded man and felt disgusted inexplicably, and even felt that there was no taste in playing with the No. 108 beauty who picked up hundreds of customers, and even if there was a taste, it would become tasteless. He felt that he had stepped on a thief ship, and he could not easily regret it, so he had to ferry to the place where he should be ferried.

At this moment, the old bustard smiled and led him through the hall and went straight to room 108. When he reached the door, the bustard stopped and returned as if he had completed his mission.

Room 108 has no door, just a curtain of cloth, half-hidden.

Wu Zhenri walked in, and at a glance he saw a girl with beautiful hair and a shawl sitting on the bed, with a sideways face and not looking back at him.

Wu Zhenri walked around and glanced at her head-on, her appearance was really similar to Hu Mimi's, and her skin was as white as clotted fat and seemed to be more lustrous than Hu Mimi's skin.

Wu Zhenri immediately had a desire, shook the No. 108 card in front of her eyes, and said, Miss, this card is good!

The girl didn't look at the number plate, and said to Wu Zhenri, will there be a mistake? It's a matter of the front desk if it's wrong, and I don't care.

Wu Zhenri didn't care about her answer, he couldn't wait to get her body, so he sat next to her, and put one hand around the girl's back, trying to hug her, but she moved the edge of the bed, stood up and said, "Slow down, put down the curtain."

Wu Zhenri nodded while looking at her, and walked to lower the door curtain.

But the room was not too dark, because the open wall lamp had a pink sheen, and although the reflected objects also turned pink, the outlines of the objects would look clear. This pink luster can also adjust the mood, giving people a sense of warmth.

Wu Zhenri turned back, only to see the girl with her back to him, taking out something from the bedside table connected to the bed under the wall lamp, and throwing it on the bed.

Wu Zhenri didn't take a serious look, but approached her. But the girl turned away and said resistantly, "Put that one on, or don't even try to touch me."

What to wear? When Wu Zhenri asked her suspiciously, he saw the thing on the bed, nothing else, a condom.

Wu Zhenri didn't want to put it on, so he approached her and said, girl, don't you wear it?

No way! The girl said resolutely.

I like you, you're a lot like the girl I fell in love with during my college internship, but now it's blowing, and I actually think of you as her.

I am who I am, I am not her.

I want to touch you up close and feel you, and I don't want to wear that thing.

No way! Do you know? There was a woman who contracted gonorrhea because she didn't wear the thing, and then she was miserable......

I'm not sick.

Who believes?

Wu Zhenri and the girl fought a verbal lawsuit, but they didn't give in.

At this moment, the girl saw that Wu Zhenri insisted on not wearing that thing, so she resolutely refused to let him touch her body. She suddenly sat up and looked at Wu Zhenri seriously, and felt that this man was young, good-looking, and quite handsome, so she said angrily, you have to really love me, it's okay not to wear it, unless you marry me, don't be delusional.