C11

It was a month after my father's surgery.

Thanks to the money he was given, my father was placed in the VIP room after the operation. His body recovered very well, and by the time I wanted to leave my hometown, he was already able to walk.

He walked me to the door of the hospital, his eyes red with reluctance.

"Xiangxiang, why don't you come back? Don't go outside again."

Her voice was filled with pain.

I suppressed my sobs. "When I become a big star in the future, I'll definitely buy a house for my parents by the seaside. The moment I go out, I'll see the sea …"

My dad said with a heartache: "Silly child, you just need to take care of yourself. Don't worry about me and your mom. This operation has cost too much. Although dad doesn't know where the money came from, but knowing that a little girl like you wouldn't be able to earn that much in the past two years … Sigh. Let's not talk about anything else, just don't take the wrong path. "My parents would risk their lives just to earn the money that you owe others. Don't do something stupid …"

I felt as if someone had punched me in the heart.

Don't do anything stupid.

But can I look back?

If my parents knew that I got the money by selling my body.

Not daring to meet my parents' eyes, I quickly turned around and wiped away my tears, forcing out a smile.

"Don't worry about me, I'm fine. "Dad, take good care of yourself. Wait for the next time I come back to see you."

Hurriedly getting into a taxi, carrying my suitcase all the way to the train station, looking at the flow of people coming and going, I finally couldn't help but cry out loud.

When he had cried enough, all his weakness was gone.

I became that incorruptible Lin Xiang again.

By the time the train arrived in Beijing, it was already 11: 00 in the morning.

Just as he got out of the car, a text message was sent to him.

"Come to my house."

Simple and direct.

Sooner or later, what was to come would come.

I took a taxi to the slow-moving building and put on a coquettish smile on my expressionless face.

After two years of fighting in society, the mask on my face had grown thicker and thicker. Sometimes, I couldn't even tell which one was Lin Xiang.

He followed the route from his memory and went upstairs to knock on the door.

When the door opened, the upper part of the flimsy suit was exposed to me. The mermaid line slid down my belly and disappeared into the towel.

His hair was still wet from the shower.

He was wrapped in only a towel.

The smell of being alone with men assailed me, and I looked at his malted chest, my throat dry.

He suddenly felt a little afraid of entering.

"What's wrong?"

He gently pulled me inside and slammed the door. He pressed my shoulder and pressed my back against the wall, his peach blossom eyes darting around my face.

Only then did he say unhappily, "Why are you so thin?"

I was flattered.

But his next sentence snuffed out the surprise that had just risen in my heart.

"You have to be clear, Lin Xiang, the reason I'm with you is because I want to see your face." You'd better protect it, otherwise … " Before he could finish his words, he narrowed his eyes, his gaze filled with mockery and threat.

After a long while, she let go of my shoulder, took two steps back, and headed straight for the bedroom.

"Clean."

His voice floated in the living room.

My face burned as if I'd been slapped.

Even thin and fat... Do you have to be at the mercy of others?

It was as if I hadn't touched a woman for a month and had nearly driven me crazy in bed.

I kept begging for mercy. My throat was hoarse, but he was getting fiercer and fiercer …

It wasn't until just before dawn that he let go of me and bit my ear in frustration.

"Demoness."

"As long as you listen to me obediently, I can give you more than you think."

I panted heavily and weakly smiled. "Thank you, Young Master Bo."

After finishing the task, the men were all quite gentle. I didn't take his words seriously, but smiled even more sweetly.

He raised his eyebrows in disgust and poked the corner of my mouth, tearing my smile into a crying face.

"Don't laugh so hypocritically. Disgusting."

My body stiffened.

He pushed me aside and touched a cigarette, but he couldn't reach for the lighter.

His face turned even darker as he slammed the cigarette butt on the ground and left.

As I listened to the sound of the door slamming against the frame, I could not help but feel sad.

Is this my future life?

No. I was already luckier than the others. Recovering my sorrow, I got up in silence, dressed, endured the soreness, and left the Bo house before the sun rose.

I'm just an underground lover who can't see the light of day,

One had to recognize one's own status.