Late at night, please give me half a cigarette

Chapter 52 I Don't Know This Kind of Beggar
After listening to Li Enzhong's words, I was completely stunned.

The world is full of things, the world is impermanent, and really anything can happen.

"Why don't you believe it?" Li Enzhong looked at me and asked with a smile.

"Do you know what changed their opinion of me?" Li Enzhong continued to ask.

I shook my head.

"It's money!" Li Enzhong bit the word "money" very hard.

It's money!It's money again!

"That's why I said that we are the same kind." Li Enzhong's sunny smiling face gradually dimmed, and then he raised his head, looked at the blue sky, and sighed deeply: "Humans are alive, why are they so tired. "

After listening to his words, I unconsciously looked up at the sky above my head. The sky was very high and blue, but my heart was extremely heavy.

"I've told you my story, tell me yours some other day." Li Enzhong lowered his head, and instantly became that sunny boy again.

"It's time for class, I'll go back first." I bit my lip, but after all I couldn't say it, I turned around and ran away.

After returning to the classroom, I saw the words written on the blackboard in the classroom: He Qiu, you are a bitch!
I walked up to the podium and erased these words with a blackboard eraser, and then I heard someone from behind comment disdainfully: "It's really shameless, you have only been here for three days, and you have seduced our school's two big school girls!"

"I heard that both Li Enzhong and Ye Yaoyu's fathers are very rich. With her poor appearance, would people like her?"

"I don't think there's anything to be afraid of. They are coquettish in their bones and will seduce!"

"It's disgusting..."

I'm used to such insults, I didn't say anything, wiped the chalk and returned to my seat, and found that my desk seemed to have been soaked in water, and all the textbooks on it were wet.

After school, I went back to the orphanage as quickly as possible, and then took a bouquet of roses from the flower shop opened by the orphanage to sell on the street, but I didn't sell any of them for a whole night.

I originally thought that selling roses was a very simple matter, but now I realize that it is not what I thought.

Someone pointed me out later, saying that I should sell roses on the street across the street, it is a holy place for love, and there will always be someone willing to buy your roses.

After I went there, I saw couples holding hands everywhere on the street. I quickly stood in front of them holding roses, but said timidly: "Buy, buy... buy a flower..."

It is often that I have not finished speaking, and the person has already left.

I sat on the side of the road, looking at the roses that had begun to wither, thinking that I was really useless. It had been three days, and I hadn't even sold a single flower.

"Uncle! Buy Auntie a flower!"

Suddenly a little girl across the road caught my attention. She looked about seven or eight years old, with two shofar braids and a few roses in her hand, and stopped a couple passing by.

"Don't buy, don't buy, go away!" The man was obviously very impatient, and he pulled his girlfriend to go around, but the little girl fell to the ground, holding the man's thigh tightly with both hands , crying heartbreakingly: "Uncle, please, just buy it..."

"Let go!" The man flicked his leg, but the little girl hugged her so tightly that she couldn't get rid of it at all.

"Or, just buy it." The girlfriend at the side couldn't stand it anymore, "A few flowers are worthless, how embarrassing you are!"

After being told by his girlfriend, the man had no choice but to spend money to buy the few roses that had withered into shape, and dragged his girlfriend away in a hurry.

Looking at the bright red Grandpa Mao in the little girl's hand, I suddenly understood something. So, is this necessary for selling flowers?
I thought about it, stood up again, and saw a young couple walking in front of me, I rushed over without thinking, holding flowers and said to the boy: "Brother, buy a flower for sister..."

"Get out!" The boy walked away without even looking at me.

I didn't have time to think about it, so I rushed over, knelt on the ground, hugged the boy's calf tightly with both arms, and begged: "Brother, just buy a flower for sister..."

"Fuck! Can't you hear me when I tell you to fuck off?" The boy raised his other leg and kicked at me. I held his calf tightly with both hands and refused to let go. He kept begging, "Brother, please, just buy a few flowers..."

"Damn it, you won't understand what's going on if you don't beat me!" The boy bent down with both hands and raised his hands to hit me. I also recognized that the flowers were sold.

"Zhao Fei, what are you doing?"

Suddenly a gentle voice came, which happened to stop the boy from hitting me.

"A stinky flower seller is stalking me!" The boy named Zhao Fei said displeasedly, "The flower sellers are like robbery these days."

"Hehe, you are a son of the Zhao family, and you can't spend much to buy a few flowers, so why fight with a little girl." The gentle voice continued.

I don’t know if this voice is so pleasant, I raised my head timidly, and secretly glanced at that person, not wanting that person to be looking at me, the moment my eyes met, I quickly lowered my head in fright .

That boy looks really good-looking, with fair skin, smooth chestnut hair, and a kind of feminine beauty that belongs to women. He even looked at me with a smile just now.

At this moment, this good-looking boy suddenly turned his head and said to the person behind him: "Ye Yaoyu, this little girl is wearing your school uniform, do you recognize her?"

Ye Yaoyu?
I was shocked!Subconsciously, he lowered his head and let go of the leg of the boy named Zhao Fei.

"Huh? Do I have to know everyone who wears our school uniform?" Ye Yaoyu's impatient voice came from the top of my head, and I lowered my head subconsciously. The last time we met, I proudly said that I would ask him to withdraw his treatment of me. Subsidy, this meeting saw me kneeling on the ground half begging and half forcing others to buy my flowers. This contrast made me a little ashamed.

The sound of Ye Yaoyu's footsteps stopped beside me, and suddenly the top of my head became quiet, and my heartbeat immediately intensified, I don't know if Ye Yaoyu recognized me, I just want to find a place to drill Go down and hide.

"How could I know this kind of beggar!" Ye Yaoyu's voice suddenly sounded above my head again. Although he said something in denial, his tone was clearly telling others that we knew each other.

"Damn it, it's so unlucky to go out to relax!" Ye Yaoyu finished speaking, and left with his hands in his pockets.

The boy named Zhao Fei also quickly took out a few cards of Mr. Mao, threw them at me, and left with his girlfriend.

"You know Ye Yaoyu?" That nice voice sounded again, and that handsome boy squatted in front of me, tilted his head, and looked at me with great interest.

I knelt on the ground, looked up at him, then lowered my head again without saying a word. I wish I wasn't the one kneeling on the street being mocked coldly.

"I bought all the rest of the flowers." The handsome boy took out a wad of money and put it in my hand, then said with a gentle smile, "The flowers are for you, thanks for your hard work."

After speaking, he stood up and left.

(End of this chapter)