Some youth pass by, and some youth are like a piece of grass.
I have been a practitioner in a special industry, that is, a sex worker, for nearly eight years. More than seven years can never be said to have passed by in a flash. In these eight years, I have devoted my youth, part of my health, love, and family affection. Now, I leave this industry with my prematurely aging appearance, the money I saved, and the very important friendships I have made.
Record these eight years of youth, and at the same time bear witness to the youth of countless little sisters. The significance of writing this down is that I hope that underage girls who see this can open their eyes, see through the tricks around you, and not be deceived. In addition, I hope that married women who see this can learn from my experience how to maintain your family. There are also those girls who share common experiences, these laughter and tears, love and hate, the youthful bodies we have had and lost, and we hope to leave memories together.