I was somewhat lured by Wang Qingyue and my voice turned hoarse, "I know what you mean, but what I want to say is, your body can be sold once or twice, but can you resolve every issue by selling your body?"
Wang Qingyue was startled by my words and stared at me blankly, her eyes filled with emotions I couldn't understand. After a long while, she buttoned up her blouse and looked at me with a more serious expression.
She stood up and sat back down across from me: "You're much better than I thought. Those old men's gazes on me are disgusting, like tentacles sticking to my body. But selling one's body is a way to solve problems, isn't it?"
Seeing my confusion, Wang Qingyue took out a cigarette from her pocket and began to tell her story: "Since I was a child, I was taught to be ruthless. Only what's in my hands is truly mine, like my body, like money.
