Drunken life and dreamy death

  I sat in the taxi, carefully counting the money Wen Hui gave me, two thousand six. In her eyes, a woman of my appearance was indeed worth this price. I looked at the money without feeling excited.

  The car returned to the city center, where the lights were red and the wine was green. This is a city with a vibrant nightlife, and I don't know how many people want to indulge in a life of luxury and die in their dreams. The driver turned around and chatted with me, I smiled and responded while putting on makeup, I shouted for him to stop the car, he laughed and said to me, "Beautiful girl, you've got a great deal tonight!"

  The driver has been in contact with all kinds of people for many years, and he must have seen that I am in what industry. There is no look of disdain on his face, and the world nowadays is laughing at the poor but not at the prostitutes. I took out a thousand yuan from two thousand and handed it to the driver, opened the car door and got off.

  I stood in front of the nightclub, and a kind of unspeakable disgust crept up. I turned around and hailed a taxi, reporting the name of another local well-known nightclub, which was called White Horse Nightclub in private, where they were selling ducks instead of chickens.

  I walked into the nightclub, and the male receptionist looked at me for a long time, somewhat uncertainly asking how many people I was with. I said one person. Of course, I knew why he was surprised - very few people come to nightclubs alone to have fun, most are in groups. Unless they're young people sneaking out without telling their families.

  I once hosted a 16-year-old boy. Nightclubs are not allowed for those under 18, but that day he wore a black suit with a tie tied neatly, and we found it very funny when we saw him. Later, he told me that he had sneaked out wearing his father's suit. That day, he came in by himself and asked the front desk if they had any girls. The front desk staff all laughed, and I happened to be on duty, so I called two sisters to take care of him. He just sat there chatting and singing with us, and one sister thought he was cute and kissed him, making his whole face turn bright red. When it was time to leave, he gave a generous tip. For the entire summer vacation, he spent almost every night at the nightclub, calling us "sisters" whenever he spoke. Later, he went to another province for high school.

  I feel like I'm a bit like that boy at this moment. I spread the money in my hand in front of the receptionist and told him, just help me spend all this money tonight. The waiter enthusiastically led me into a nicely decorated private room.

  I ordered a dozen beers and started drinking and singing, then two handsome guys came over to ask if they could sit down and drink with us. I readily agreed, those two handsome guys were also in their twenties, one was mixed-blood, very pretty, sweet mouth, good at coaxing people. The other was white and clean, his eyes slightly melancholy, that expression easily evokes a woman's overflowing love, he sang extremely well.

  I listened to the half-breed's sensual mouth spouting beautiful French. I asked him why he chose this profession, he could easily go to a university as a foreign teacher, after all, we Chinese are just obsessed with anything foreign, as long as you're a foreigner it's fine. Many universities have black teachers whose English level may not even be up to junior high school standards.

  The mixed-blood kid looked at me with wide eyes and asked me why. He told me that he liked his job and didn't think it was anything shameful, and that it could meet his needs. His words reminded me of Keke.

  The pale boy told me that his dad was a drug addict and his mom ran away with another man when he was ten. I didn't want to distinguish whether what he said was true or false, anyway it doesn't matter. Smiling, I told him my mom also ran away. He put his arm around my waist, I didn't refuse.

  The mixed-blood told me that the nightclub charges 500 yuan for a midnight snack, and the price for overnight stays depends on what the woman offers. Generally, it starts at 3,000 yuan and can be settled for 5,000 yuan. I understood his implication, so I shook my head and distributed the remaining small change among them, smiling and saying that I had no more money left.

  As I stumbled out the door, a handsome young man caught me by the arm to steady my swaying steps. I had drunk quite a bit of wine and my head was spinning; I pushed him away, saying I really didn't have any money. He looked at me with a serious expression and said he didn't need any money.

  Haha! I burst out laughing. He looked quite adorable. He also reassured me that he rarely goes on stage and doesn't have any STDs.