Route 43

  The car stopped at the villa from last time, and we went inside. I couldn't help but sneer and said, "Aren't you afraid that your fiancée will come again to catch us in the act?" He told me that Wen Hui had left. In my heart, I thought it was no wonder he dared to come find me, turns out the tigress has left.

  I casually sat on the sofa, and he told me that there was only mineral water here, no other drinks. When I was in high school, my girlfriends and I were crazy about milk tea and colorful drinks. I opened my mouth to ask if you asked me to come just to treat me to mineral water?

  Song Mu-zhi put a card on the tea table in front of me and said the password was the last six digits. I picked up the card from behind my back, and one million dollars were in my hands, how tempting! I said that at least I had to go out for 1,000 times to earn this amount of money, with you big shots spending one million dollars to buy face not being expensive, after all, having a first love girlfriend as a nightclub hostess is indeed embarrassing.

  Song Mu raised his head and looked into my eyes, saying that the path was chosen by me and walked by myself. Do you think you're pitiful? There are many people more pitiful than you, and there are also many who have no choice but to do so.

  I sprang up from the sofa, I threw my card in his face, I pointed at that handsome face of his, I scolded loudly, I said yes! I was afraid to suffer and walk on the path of becoming a prostitute, everything is my own fault, I don't blame anyone. Even if the whole world comes to accuse me of falling, but you have no right to be my moral banner. What does it matter to you that I'm a prostitute?

  I picked up my bag and walked towards the door, opened it and a cold wind blew in, I suddenly woke up, I regretted being stupid, why didn't I just grab a book from the coffee table and throw it at his face?! Why did I throw the card instead?!

  He stood behind me and asked why I wasn't leaving, I turned around to see a knowing look on his face. Maybe it's because of poverty, but I especially love money. When I was young, the only chance I had to touch money was during Chinese New Year, but all I could do was touch it briefly before my stepmother immediately asked me for the lucky money. Her eyes were extremely sharp, she knew exactly how much money each relative gave. My sisters used their money to buy firecrackers and toys, while I could only watch. Only when I had money in my hand did I feel a sense of security. When Song Mu was with me, he knew that every day I had the habit of counting my money, and often rummaged through his pocket change.

  I shouted at him to mind his own business and stormed out. He grabbed my arm, stuffed a card into my hand and said "Here, take this! Consider it compensation from me to you."

  I suddenly turned my head to look at him, I already understood that he knew what had happened back then. But there was no guilt on his face, I clearly knew he was a proud person, and he had also told me that he had done wrong things, but he would not feel guilty for the wrong things, he said people only know what is right after making mistakes. In front of him, I was just the mistake made in my youth.

  I raised my hand and slapped him in the face, with great force, my fingers were numb. He stood there straight, as if he was not the one who had been hit. I saw five red marks on his face, and my anger suddenly subsided.

  Can I really blame everything on him? Wasn't I also wrong, didn't I also have a passionate crush on Song Mu-zhi? Even if I wasn't pregnant, my stepmother would still stir up trouble, and in my dad's eyes, I'm just a waste of money. Even if I went to college, could I really resist temptation? Who knows?