Chapter 5 The General and the Prostitute (Part 5)
She is pretty enough
The wind messed up her hair.
The skirt got stained with wine.
She said she could fall in love with cigarettes and alcohol
Can fall in love with late night can continue
But can no longer fall in love with someone again
The girl threw an empty beer bottle into the river.
Along with her youth
A girl's scornful laughter came from afar
She doesn't mind their misunderstanding.
She lit a cigarette
Again on the street wearing revealing clothes and so on
In the past, men would gaze at her with greedy eyes.
What's going on?
I am originally a prostitute
The old prostitute now cannot put down her tobacco and liquor
She likes the feeling of dizziness when smoke is inhaled into her lungs.
Fell in love with the intoxication of fiery liquor burning to the bottom of one's heart
She thought she had been drunk many years ago
Fate brought her together with the right person.
And let that person die
She has a son.
Later, his son also died.
All these years
She is still alone
Lonely
She lazily leaned on the sofa
Red lips spit out smoke rings
Smoke fills the air
A letter was pulled out from the drawer on the side
That was wrapped in yellowed old cowhide paper
You put out the cigarette.
Open the letter and read it line by line
say
So close!
It was just a little short of being for a lifetime.
Wipe away tears with hands randomly
Turned around and put on heavy makeup
She slowly stood up and looked at the old procuress by the door.
A charming smile playing on her lips
Raise an eyebrow
She still has guests tonight.
He scolded her
Why bother serving customers
I am a prostitute
She said she can't wait until she has a customer before starting work.
She said
If you like me, come find me
Speak your mind
I won't refuse
As long as you pay
You scold prostitutes for being greedy and vain, selling themselves out for money.
She turned around and whispered to herself with her back to you
