Because of her, I often fight with others, because in normal times, those thugs also come to tease her, just because she is beautiful! and she is also a scholar.....! Injuries are a common occurrence for me, and fighting is a habit for me like eating and drinking every day. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Once, my foreman tried to bully her, and I punched up at the foreman, and the result was ...... I was knocked to the ground by a group of people, and the foreman said that he was going to kill me! It was Sister Hua'er from Dongxiang Pavilion who helped to say good things before they let me go, as well as her.

That night she cried, crying very sadly, and her eyes were swollen. She sat on the edge of my bed. Call me stupid. I said that as long as I am here, I will not let anyone hurt you, and I can do anything for you. She was moved and cried again. Actually, I fight to defend my dignity. She is my woman, and the woman who touched me is obviously a provocation to me without taking me into account. How could I give up? Otherwise, how would I be on this street in the future? Why do I say that? Jokes, I can promise that every man will say that. I'm not a genius to panic, but she's a fool who falls in love.

I'm a gambler and have nothing. She's a little famous, she can play the piano, she can drink with her, because she's stupid, stupid enough to believe the dream I gave her, and she has her own room. I was ostracized by the guards, and I didn't want to go back to live with them. It's easy to get beaten, and I'm not stupid, how can one person beat a group of them? I live with her, parasite-like.

It was a small room that her mother had given her. A small room of only 10 steps, it is already crowded for two people. I moved in anyway. Even if I have to leave early in the morning, otherwise my mother will beat me, because my mother thinks that if I am seen by a guest, her business will deteriorate!

But she also wanted me to come, she said that only men are considered home, and she also said that she likes this home, and only when she returns to "home" does she feel like a "person". She asked me if I liked her, if I would think she was dirty? I said yes, not disgusted. She said that she would work for another two years to earn enough money and quit, took the money to redeem herself, and then left this filthy city with me.

I asked her where she was going, and she said she could go there with me and live a normal life. She weaves, I farm, and I am satisfied with watching the children run around the mountains, and I say okay. It seems to me that she has something wrong with her brain. Can a prostitute lead a normal life? maybe. After all, many sisters are living a good life when they go out, can a thug like me be? maybe. There are many who take Sister Yao back to the countryside. But will she and I be able to live a normal life together? No. Because I didn't love her at all.

What's hers is mine. I ate and drank hers, clothes, boots, and even pants and socks that she bought for me. She looked very energetic, because she felt that in such difficulties, it was really rare to meet someone who was really good to her!

Now, picking out clothes for me has become one of her great pleasures. What makes me frustrated is that she always likes to ask my opinion when she is shopping. I just say suitable, good, beautiful. Anyway, it's not me who is a poor bastard to pay for the money, whatever she wants. The most ridiculous thing was that she actually dragged me to paint a portrait. He said that when he was young, he would draw a good picture, and then show it to the children in the future, she was of noble birth and dignified manners, no one knew that she was a prostitute, she looked like a real lady. It's me, it's glaring! The excuse is that I didn't clean up my beard, and I don't like to draw portraits, and I'm talking about it after a while. There was no painting. Now that I think about it, I really regret it!

I don't really care about her. She was rarely asked about her background, and she didn't want to mention it, so she only had a vague understanding of her past, she was born in a small town, and she had a father who was a prefect, and her father was robbed of his house and imprisoned because of some questions that he couldn't understand. She was also sold into the official village. She said that she felt happy when she was with me, and then she could feel that she was still alive, and me.... I am her only relative in this city, the world, and she can't live without me. I said so did I. I also said I love you forever. She asked really? I said.... She asked how far away it was forever and I said....

I was addicted to gambling, and I returned the money to the shop to kill the red eye, and I lost all my money! I have a good hand at asking her for silver. Once, I said..... She gave.

Several times, I said... She said no. I say.... She said no. I say.... She gave again.

For the umpteenth time, I said... She said no. I say.... She said no. I say.... She said she wouldn't be fooled again.

I say... I said again.... I say again.... She had no choice but to give.

We lived together for a long time in her little room. I didn't expect to live for so long. After all, I always thought that I was a heartless person, and I helped her only because I was pitiful. Facing the once high lady. Now it's down to that. Pity her, but my heart is a little dark!

Maybe it's because she's too pampering of me. As long as she asks for it, she will definitely promise me, silver, body. But time has made me lose interest in her body, and only silver. I already feel that she can't do without me, so the attitude towards her and the beginning is simply the difference between heaven and hell. No more sweet talk, no more weaving a future for her, no shopping with her, no .....

scolded and beat her for no reason, couldn't get money, and even beat her half to death, but I didn't dare to hit her in the face, because it was something we ate for. Once she was pregnant and said it was mine. Said that he didn't want to do it anymore, and he wanted to give birth. I think it's a joke? It probably has 100 dads, right? You don't do it? I lost so much money, what do I expect to make a copy? I didn't deny the question of the child's belonging, but I said it had to be knocked out. She was reluctant, but under my leadership, she went to find the hidden woman.

Later I found out that she didn't hit her, and I was annoyed and said, how can you be sure it's mine? She said it must be mine, because she hasn't had anyone get it inside, and I said no, and she insisted. I beat her, beat her in the stomach regardless of life or death, forcibly pulled her, and took her to find the hidden woman. The people in Dongxiang Pavilion looked at us as if they were watching a good show, and the hidden woman said, it's too late, the child is already very big, and it's dangerous to fight....

But it still fought. At my insistence, she was unable to have children for the rest of her life as a result of this abortion. She cried so sadly that I coaxed her for three or four days. But it didn't work, and it didn't take long for me to get impatient, and I hit her again, on the grounds that you didn't "work" and we drank the wind, and you wanted your mother to beat us all to death. )