Left-behind women in Fuzhou

Chapter 3 The Story of Meiniang (3)
Ah Qing was dressed in professional attire, wearing a dark black skirt, which looked extremely noble and elegant.Inside is a pure white shirt, as untainted as snow.There is a bright red bow tie on the neckline, and the butterfly wings are flapping, ready to fly.The skirt fits perfectly, outlining her tall breasts and slender waist properly, and under the skirt are slender and plump calves.

Ah Qing also saw me, and her round eyes turned into crescent moons.Her hairstyle had changed, thick black bangs covered her smooth forehead, and under the bangs was a delicate face.Unexpectedly, she is so fickle. On the crowded street, she is as mature as a prostitute; but in the romantic field, she is as pure as a virgin.

I always thought she was a kind of prostitute in the sauna city, bathing with guests, chatting with them, and then going to bed with them.I don't know, but she is here as a hostess.

One day later, I asked her why she chose this kind of profession, which is disgusting just thinking about it.She said she likes it because it is easy and the environment is good.I said, your university is useless, and an illiterate can do this kind of work, as long as she has a beautiful face.She suddenly fell silent, and she no longer made jokes like she used to. After a long time, she said, you think I like it, you think I like this kind of lowly job, I can't help it, welcome and send to those dirty jobs every day The client who smiles at the client makes even me feel disgusted.But what can I do.I couldn't find a job. Of the 40 people in our class who graduated, less than 10 people found a job.What do you think I can do?I can no longer rely on my parents for support.Her face was flushed, and I saw tears in her eyes.

That night, I introduced Ah Qing to my friends, and they all said, this girl is so beautiful.

Then, we walked into the sauna room. In that small wooden partitioned room with burning bluestone, we were naked, sweating, and the thick hot air made it difficult for us to breathe, but it was there. Amid all these hardships, they were still admiring Ah Qing's beauty.They said that in this age of beauty and beauty, it is too difficult to find such a pure and lovely girl.

"Empathy" is the most upscale sauna city in Fuzhou, and the ladies there are also the most beautiful in Fuzhou. I heard that they all come from the mountain city of Chongqing.It is not known how many girls Chongqing has contributed to all parts of the country. However, in cities all over the country, there are definitely footprints of Miss Chongqing's life.This city, which is famous for producing beauties, has been criticized by some people for a while while fascinated by others.

My friends and I steamed out of the sauna room, all flushed and sweaty, sucking in the cool and refreshing air outside the sauna room.After flushing, we went into the lounge.

Dozens of single sofas were neatly arranged in the large lounge, and those men who only wore loose short-sleeved shorts were lying loosely on the sofas, in a messy and messy manner.There is a huge screen hanging on one wall. On the screen, a woman in a three-point swimsuit is gesticulating and winking, raising her hands for a while, and spreading her legs apart for a while. The most popular song of the year "2002's The First Snow", however, there is no flying snow on the screen, and there is only a coquettish woman doing all kinds of provocative actions on the beach.There are many lamps embedded in the ceiling, but only a few lamps in the four corners are on.Several women with breasts and bare breasts shuttled through the narrow corridor formed by sofas, looking around, looking for those anxious men.They were all beautiful without exception, their skin glowing blindingly white in the dim light of the lounge, their breasts and legs ostentatiously provocative.There was a wretched man lying in the corner, he was talking on his mobile phone, he was urging the other party, come on, come on, one is prettier than the other, the tits and thighs are so white and beautiful, you can see them clearly.He was speaking in Ao Ya's native Hokkien dialect, his voice trembling with excitement.

We each looked for an empty sofa to lie down on.As soon as I put my feet on the square table in front of me, a young lady walked over and sat opposite me.Her eyes are surprisingly big, with thick eye circles, and her half-smile is charming.Under her gaze, I was suddenly excited and happy, but also a little scared.She said, brother, go to the private room to rest.I know what it means to enter the private room, I slowly shook my head.Suddenly she put her hand on my calf, massaging it gently, shaking her upper body in a coquettish voice, her two mature and plump tits shook violently, almost breaking free.Her hand went up my thigh again, into the baggy shorts.I involuntarily yelled.She smiled, revealing two pointed white canine teeth, heh, hurry up and go in.

I didn't dare to look at her, the desire hidden in my heart burned like a raging flame, and I was full of shame and embarrassment, as if I was stripped naked and suddenly thrown on the street.I looked around to see if anyone was paying attention to me.Beside the sleeping man, there was an extremely provocative and coquettish lady next to those who were not asleep. Some ladies had already opened the man's shorts, and some were holding the man's things over and over again. Watching, and some sitting on the man's lap, doing that kind of ecstasy.It's my first time to this kind of place.The first time I saw here, people showed their true colors.No shame, no principles.

Although Fuzhou has too many sauna cities, as well as hair salons that have been squeezed into alleys by sauna cities, and the street girl by the Jin'an River that everyone in Fuzhou knows, I have never had a relationship with a person worthy of the name. Miss has been in close contact with.Those hair salons run a yellow business on a bait.When night falls, the pink or light green lights of the hair salons are lit up one after another, which is completely different from the bright lights of the snack shops and repair shops on both sides, and it looks outstanding and unique.Groups of migrant workers passing by the hair salon would always peek inside, staring greedily at the woman covered in revealing clothes behind the door, saying, look, another shop selling that, and then reluctantly leave.I have also passed by those hair salons that are not worthy of the name countless times, and I have been ready to move in front of their doors, but I always stop my steps when I am about to open the door.The Jin'an River, which emits a faint smell in summer, always wanders on both sides of the river at night like ghosts, middle-aged women from the countryside and laid-off women workers in the city, they will suddenly appear in front of you, Call out, little brother, let's go play.Their abrupt voice and ugly appearance will always make people frightened.People call it a man's supermarket, which means that men can buy their own goods at will, and then take them home.When I went there for the first time, I didn’t know what it really means to a man. I was passing by, and a woman flashed out from behind the tree without any preparation. Path Thief.She took my hand and asked me to play in the house she rented out, only 20 yuan.I shook my head and waved my hands, but she ignored it and continued to act like a baby to me in a thick voice, showing two strong yellow dies.I had no choice but to throw down 20 yuan in panic and fled.

In Fuzhou, people divide prostitutes into three grades, the first grade is in the sauna, the second grade is in the hair salon, and the third grade is in the Jin'an River.In this southern city, the hot climate throughout the year is always full of ambiguous and promiscuous atmosphere.The city lacks vitality, creativity, and coolness, but there is absolutely no shortage of prostitutes.Like the roots of the old banyan trees unique to this city, prostitutes have penetrated into the streets and alleys, everywhere.

I'm not a gentleman, I'm not Liu Xiahui, the reason why I don't want to contact young ladies is that I always think that young ladies are sick, either AIDS or STDs.Let me talk like a tiger and avoid it.

In "Beyond Love", the lady with the big eyes was teasing me.Suddenly, she stopped, and rushed to a secret door in the corner together with all the girls in the lounge, and disappeared behind the pink wall.I was secretly taken aback, thinking that the police must have arrived.

A few minutes later, they came out yelling again, and Miss Big Eyes sat in front of me again, with her hand in my shorts, continuing to complete her unfinished business.I asked, what happened just now?She said, one guest has to pick, let us all go over.She said calmly, without any shame or embarrassment.

I saw my friends go in through the secret door one after another, each of them hugging a young lady.Miss Big Eyes said very dissatisfied, look, the people who came with you have all gone in, what are you waiting for?

The fire of desire in my heart was burning again, just as I got up, I turned my head to look, and suddenly saw Ah Qing.She was probably off work and was walking down the hallway of the break room with the black blazer draped over her arm.I lay down again, I can't let Ah Qing see how depraved and shameless I am.In front of Ah Qing, all the ladies will be eclipsed.Only Ah Qing is the best and most beautiful.

The big-eyed lady left angrily. She was extremely dissatisfied with what she had paid but not returned. Before she left, she kicked me half coquettishly and half out of vent, which made my thigh ache.

Later, one day when I fell in love with Ah Qing and we were in love with Ah Qing, Ah Qing told me that she had been observing me secretly that day, and she thought that I was a man who could rely on me for the rest of my life, a man who could bear seductive man.This kind of man is now as rare as a giant panda.

I was so ashamed that I bowed my head and was speechless.Ah Qing didn't know what happened between me and her sister-in-law Mei Niang, and I didn't have the courage to tell her all of this.

During the days when Meiniang and I lived together, Ah Qing almost found out about our affairs several times, but each time we saved the day.

It was in the early hours of mid-autumn that Meiniang's mood changes were discovered.

That night, we lay in my rented house as usual, touching each other, and our hearts fluttered and excited like the first time we touched each other.Although we have known each other for half a year, we are still like first love. After parting, we miss each other bitterly. After meeting, we can't wait to hug and kiss, and can't wait to make love.The time we spend together always seems to go by very quickly, before dawn stains the window lattices, it's time to break up.

That night, we made love like every time before, the bed board was overwhelmed and groaned in pain, and the lights of the cars passing by downstairs illuminated the white walls again and again, we didn't realize it, and we were turbulent again and again. The coming tide of desire overwhelmed us, and we trembled and panted happily in the ebb and flow of the tide.Then, fell asleep in the thick ink-like twilight of midnight.

In the early morning, I had a dream. I dreamed that we were going to climb the mountain together. The peak was very high, the top of the mountain pierced into the sky, and the clouds and mists were lingering in the mountains.There were only the two of us in the empty valley, with steep cliffs on both sides of the mountain road, and the wind passed through the gaps in the rocks, making a sound like howling ghosts and wolves, which made us shudder.We are all sweating.She said she was very thirsty.I said, let me go find water, you just sit here and wait for me to come back.She nodded.I walked along a fork in the road, walked up the winding mountain road, passed through the dark forest that the sun could not penetrate, and found a gurgling spring on the other side of the forest.I held the spring water in my palm, shouted her name, and ran back, stumbling all the way.I went through the woods, but I couldn't find her, and there were only jagged rocks all around me.Where is she, where is she?I shouted loudly, only my anxious echo echoed in the empty valley...

Then, I woke up from my ignorance, and I habitually stretched out my hand to my side. There was nothing around me, and she was not there!She is really not there.I got up and looked around. In the hazy sky, she was sitting alone on the wicker chair on the balcony, wearing a bath towel, her legs were placed under her hips, and her long hair covered her face.

She didn't move.I don't know how long she sat there, or when she got up, or what she was thinking.

I got up silently, picked up a piece of clothing, walked behind her, and put it on her shoulders. She remained motionless and did not look back.I gently pushed back the long hair that covered her face, and suddenly saw in amazement that her face was dotted with tears, reflecting the bleak moonlight.

I gently held her in my arms and kissed her cold cheek gently.What happened?Dear.I say.She leaned her head on my shoulder, closed her eyes slightly, and let out a soft sigh.

In the early morning of that day, we sat face to face on the balcony for a long time.The city slowly woke up from the night, the tall buildings in the distance gradually became clear in the dawn, and the sound of cleaners cleaning the road sounded on the street, and we lost sleepiness at all.In the early morning of that day, I saw her smoking for the first time. The light from the cigarette butt reflected her bright red lips, and her long hair covered half of her handsome face, making her look extremely poignant.The picture of her smoking a cigarette sitting in the cold sunshine in the early morning will always be frozen in my heart, making me painful whenever I recall it.

I said, I know you have something hard to say in your heart, I know you have been reluctant to tell me some things, but I know very well that you don't love me as deeply as I love you.

She said, forgive me, I can't divide myself in two, what I thought I could do, now I know I can't.I can never do it.

I have never met Mei Niang's husband, never have.Meiniang never told me about it.In my imagination, he must be very handsome, unrestrained, and suave, otherwise, why did Mei Niang love him so much, love him so deeply, and keep thinking about him after being apart for so long, and being with me? During the days together, I still think about him.

I felt a faint pang of pain and jealousy.However, I couldn't tell.Between the two of them, I am a third party. I belong to the kind of person who is reviled and judged by morality. My conscience is always tormented and condemned.

However, I can't get out of this hopeless love.I have told myself countless times that we have no results, no results, give up, give up, but I can't forget her. The first thing I do when I open my eyes every day is to see her.I do not know what to do.

Mei Niang said that she dreamed of her husband last night, her husband who was far away in Iraq, her husband was traveling in the smoke of war in a foreign country, and the flying bullets would hit him at any time, and he was only for making money, for the family life.She felt sorry for her husband.

Mei Niang said that she now regrets sending her husband to Iraq, a strange place with a language barrier and dangers. Rich and poor are not important. Money is not important to a family. What is important is that two people can stay together for a long time.

I am silent, I do not know what to say.

I dreamed of her, and she dreamed of her husband.

When I saw Mei Niang again, I suddenly felt that she was a little strange.She still cares for me as before, walking on the street, she still holds my hand as always, her palm is soft and wide, and her fingers are long and slender.When encountering oncoming bicycles and pedestrians, she took the first step and blocked me with her plump body.I used to call her an old hen with a smile, and she said, whoever makes you a little brother, I have the responsibility to protect you.However, under the protection of her wings, I am so close to her, yet so far away.

I remembered this sentence: The most distant thing in the world is not that you are at the end of the world and I am at the end of the world, but that you are by my side, but I can't understand you.

I began to fall into unreasonable pain, not knowing what our ending would be. In fact, the ending could have been predicted, but in those days, I didn't want to believe it, and I didn't want to accept the doomed ending.I was thinking, when one day her husband came back from that turbulent Iraq, what should I do, how should I face it.

It was still the same as before, every weekend, we would meet downstairs in the newspaper office, and then we would drive to the foot of Beifeng Mountain together in the warm sunshine of the morning, each with a bicycle, and then abandon the car and walk up the stairs to the adopted Temple of many orphans.Master Huijing always greets us in front of the temple. The smile on her face is always kind, like the sun, which warms my heart.Under the light of her smile, the ice in my heart gradually melted.I began to know that there is still a kind of great love in this world, which is far beyond the love of children.I am ashamed of my selfish so-called love.

The whole morning on weekends is devoted to English and Classical Chinese.When I lecture, she sits in the back row; when she lectures, I sit there too.The temple in the deep mountains is extremely quiet, only the sound of gurgling water coming from the window, and occasionally there are unknown birds chirping.This classroom converted from a temple is extremely dilapidated. The two pillars supporting the roof have been gnawed into countless holes by insects for thousands of years. If you tap it lightly, yellow sawdust will fall off.Later, when I left Fuzhou, whenever a typhoon landed on the southeast coast, I would think of this temple, and I would be deeply worried for them.I don't know if those poor children are safe in the storm.

Mei Niang stood on the podium with a tall and straight body. Her soft eyes looked at the children, and those eyes were full of sheep-like kindness and tenderness.The children held broken textbooks in their hands. Those textbooks were begged from a school and from the homes of students who had graduated.

(End of this chapter)