Sigh! Was that you with the heavy makeup on the dance floor?
Were you the one who made everyone laugh in the dance hall?
Meirong, why are we meeting here?
No, no. I'm not the Meirong in your heart. My name is Meiyu. The Meirong in your heart is similar to me, but not me.
Thanks to the dim light and the rising mist, you are hidden and blocked. Otherwise, what would happen if we met there? It is to cry out in surprise, to cover one's mouth and sigh at the arrangement of fate; Or is it rekindling our old feelings and making us cry?
Sigh, this Meirong, she really made you miss her for nothing! Sh * t, Sir, you've got the wrong person. I'm not the person you're looking for. I'm a dancer.
No, don't you deny-
Although it has been many years, your faintly discernible, god-like dance is enough to remind me of my youth idol in university. In my memories, the endless poetic and picturesque feelings once again made me feel that life was far away.
Perhaps I have some kind of similar temperament genes with your sweetheart, and my body language and behavior may evoke some kind of elegance that you yearned for in the past. However, I am not her.
Meirong, oh Meirong, don't avoid me. Let me ask you! You were once the campus belle of the Red House campus. How radical are your thoughts, how fashionable your clothes are, and how noble your temperament is. However, how did you end up in such a state today?
Lord, I was about to leave, but your unreasonable question…Had to make me stay.
Yes, I was once like your beautiful Rong, a flower in the school of youth. My dream, my pursuit is as noble as the blue sky and white clouds. After graduation, I was assigned to a state-owned enterprise and had countless suitors. However, this company started to lose money for some reason. Then, it went bankrupt, and I was laid off and unemployed... Misfortunes never come alone. My husband fell ill, my in-laws needed to be supported, and my children were crying for food... I had no job, no salary, where was my source of income?
I don't know what you mean by 'sinking into depth'. I also don't understand whether this kind of business you're talking about belongs to the "lower nine streams" of society. I'm just asking you, if I don't do this, what should I do?
Can't you find something more decent to do?
What? Something more appropriate than this? What do you mean? I can't afford to transfer to another company! I can't afford to support a poor family that relies on me to earn money! Yes, there was another way: To be the private secretary of a big boss, to be the public relations lady of a big consortium, to be a "flower vase" in a big organization, or to be a mistress of a rich man. There are many such opportunities, but I don't want to do it. I don't want my natural beauty to become some man's private enjoyment and property. I'm a woman with a husband. Since society admires my dance, my figure, and my appearance, why don't I use this advantage to hunt for the rewards I deserve through fair labor?
So, you're willing to do this?
No!
Then leave. I'll find you a decent job.
With your power, you can save me. However, there are thousands of women like me who have fallen into the dust. Can you save all of them?
I'm the chief. I have a responsibility to clean up the evils of society.
Ugly? Sh * t, if you still have a conscience, please listen to me: You're a high-ranking official, don't cut off the path of life for us prostitutes!
How can you say that?
Is your heart aching? Hey hey, whatever. We have nothing in common. Go to the television station and talk about your "anti-corruption" and "spiritual civilization"! Use your methods to establish your glorious achievements and open up your path to promotion! If you plated a layer of gold in Ji Yuan, you would be a deputy minister in Beijing. What does our life and death have to do with you? "The cold does not wait for light warmth in agriculture. Hunger does not wait for sweet food. Hungry and cold, you don't care about shame." Without the company of us, what would be the taste of your morning songs and night strings? The survival of the fittest in the animal world had already begun to be beautified into an ecological balance. How can you solve the social imbalance and fairness by yourself…Alright, why did I say so much? Goodbye-Hahaha…
Meirong--
In his dreams, Yu Ming shouted deliriously, his palms clattering against the wall. When he opened his eyes, a cold moonlight shone on the lonely bed. His ears were buzzing, and the cold laughter from the nightmare echoed in his ears.
In the morning, just as he opened his eyes, Mr. Jin from the Mining Machinery Factory called.
"Chief Yu, I found out about the Hua Meirong you're looking for.”
"Tell me quickly…"
"This person used to be an employee of our factory. Oh, he was assigned to my factory after he graduated from Ji Yuan University.”
"What is she doing now?"
"He was fired long ago."
" Expel? Why?"
"You violated the family planning regulations and got pregnant before marriage.”
“？”He was stunned. "Where is she now?"
"I don't know. He heard that she had left Ji Plain. Someone saw her working in Changbai City. Some even said that she had returned to her hometown, Ji Bei County. Ah, Chief Yu, aren't you also from Jibei County? You're from the same hometown!"
"What nonsense are you talking about? This person is currently in Ji Plain." He said firmly," I saw her a few days ago at the Flower World. She became a dancer."
"Chief Shi, did you see wrongly?”Jin smiled and tapped on the microphone." According to the old employee's recollection, her child should be 16 or 17 years old. At this age, you can still do that?"
A fog rose in his mind.
Could it be that he was really seeing things?
No way!
That familiar voice, that living face that he could not be more familiar with…
Was it because he was fired from the factory and had no way out? Was he forced to go down that path?
Meirong, are you really that miserable?
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