A Niu, who lives in the mountains and is physically handicapped, had to give in to his younger brothers and sisters in everything. After being sold, he finally ran back and said to his mother with a smile, "I ran away, and you don't have to work alone. If you tell dad, use this for money and he won't sell me again."
His mother's guidance from an early age made him think that he should be like this. When he was tricked into entering a dance hall in a big city, he still wanted to make a lot of money for his family, and he happily gave himself a nice name - Wen Shisan.
After seeing the difference between big cities and deep mountains, Wen Shisan, who only stayed in the dance hall for a few months, knew that as long as he married a rich man, he could get more money.
He walked into the adult store holding on to the few hundred dollars he had left after calling home. He held the clothes with confidence.
He didn't recognize a word of him, but at a party of the rich second generation, he was pushed out wearing that clothes.
He was stupid and ignorant, and his purpose was obvious. No one looked down upon him, and they only used him as a recreational tool after drinking. When they were about to take off his clothes, when they looked at his body with playful eyes, he seemed to be twelve years old again.
He squatted in the corner, tightened his clothes, and shivered, fearing that his secret would be discovered again.
Until a coat covered his head, he raised his head blankly.
"Follow me."
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Small theater:
"This is your name. It looks like this. Do you remember it?"
Thirteen stretched out his finger and traced along the edge of the font. He raised his eyes and said, "Sir, my name doesn't look like this." He stretched out his hand and gestured, "It should be straight..." He frowned and thought for a moment, and then said, "There are five lines..."
"Well, now your name is Qi'an."
"Pray for peace?"
"Yes."
Thirteen lowered his head again, picked up the piece of paper, and looked at the sunshine outside the window, "Does it look like this?"
"Do you like it?"
Thirteen was fascinated by the word. The word was very beautiful. He nodded his head sharply, "I like it!" Xu felt that his reaction was as if he had never seen the world before. He put down his hand, covered the paper with his chest, and said nonchalantly, "Actually, it's just so-so..."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but secretly lift a corner of the paper.
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Stupid but really beautiful victim VS "Black/Dao Brother" heavy profit attack
Intention: always happy
