I haven't updated it for a long time. It's not that I am thinking deeply and want to write a good article. It's just because I have been lazy and cancer again. People are always obsessed with what they can't get, and this is often the thing that hurts him the most, just like Kabylia longs for love, but she forgets that love is the biggest thing for a prostitute. of luxury. Ah, it's Valentine's Day tomorrow, so let's talk a little bit about the occasion, like how love ruined Kabylia. Kabylia is a prostitute. It can be said that she is a "little rich woman" among the prostitutes. When others were still sleeping in the bridge hole, she had already bought her own house, which was what she was most proud of. "I have a house, I don't have to worry about food and clothing, what else can I pray for?" Of course, she did, and she longed for love. Cheng Er's "Romantic Dying History" depicts the story of a rooster and a chicken. The prostitute in the story is obviously emotional, but the rooster who was rescued by her began to dislike her and finally abandoned her. When everyone writes about prostitutes, especially in tragedies, they write a love story for them, because they know that what a prostitute lacks most is a man, but what is most lacking is love. So when a man approaches her in the name of love, her heart will be relaxed from a state of defense. If the man says again, I don't want to know your past, I just love you, I want to marry you , then her heart has been completely opened, this person loves me, so he doesn't ask me about my occupation, he just simply loves me. This is how Kabylia was fooled, selling the house that he had worked so hard to earn for half his life and running to marry that person. But she forgot that only liars don't care who you are, your past, she was so immersed in love, she didn't think about it at all. Finally at the edge of the cliff, under the cliff is water. The man asked her, can you swim? She said, I won't, last time I was pushed into the river by someone and almost died... She suddenly became frightened. Last time, it was also because of love, she took care of a man named George Man, that man snatched her bag while walking with her, and then pushed her into the river... I didn't expect that on her happiest day, the tragedy would repeat itself, "It's all for the sake of Is this money right? You kill me, kill me now, I don't want to live..." Finally the man picked up her bag and ran away. Night fell, Kabylia woke up on the edge of the cliff, a group of young boys and girls sang and danced on the road, it was the so-called happy scene lining the sadness, good evening, what a charming night today, how happy the girls and boys are , you have to laugh. I hope everyone, whether you are a girl or a boy, can one day
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