She is the orange juice that went rancid overnight, and the white kapok covered with insect eggs.
Everyone in the world said she was corrupt and festering.
She only argued that I was not born like this.
All her life she longed to be sipped and smelled deeply.
Later, the man came.
He picked her up and hid her in his sleeve.
In troubled times, give her a place of refuge.
Later, the man left.
She was puzzled: "Were all the skin-to-skin kisses in the past fake?"
He replied: "It's just a game, why take it seriously."
The story takes place in old Shanghai.
This article does not involve actual historical events.
Intention: Huangliang has a dream and must eventually wake up
