Chapter 6 - a fiery girl will born this way

Running wildly for hours at that night was the most horrible thing that Jiang Youyou would never forget in her life. Wherever she arrived she could be aware of someone chasing after her, maybe one of the gangsters of the pyramid marketing group, or a policeman, or An Hua.

The area behind the railway station was very dark. The dark area made one feel safe. There were a lot of fleabags in the region and Jiang Youyou searched out one with exceptionally dim light and rushed into the washroom in the corridor, washed face in the mirror, until the bloodstains faded away.

“How much for one night?” When she came out of the washroom, Jiang Youyou spoke with trembling voice, but she forced herself to calm down.

“Fifty yuan if you have the ID card, sixty without it. There are also rooms priced at thirty yuan, without washroom. The washroom is on corridor.” The woman sitting at the front desk eating watermelon was middle-aged, in a thin white shirt, through which her luffa-like breasts were vaguely visible. She even didn’t lift her eyelids when she spoke.

“I’d like a room for thirty yuan.” Jiang Youyou’s ID card was taken by An Hua. It was impossible to go back for it, and now the thing she was most eagerly to do was taking a bath.

Her face was covered with dense yellow blotches, irregularly arranged from the forehead to the neck. She gazed steadily at Jian

yuan bill, “Can I have the room for two days a

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ng. Jiang Youyou wished the man hadn’t died and only had his gut fl

napkins were cast off to the ground, a blackish-red mass lying at the corner. Cold water p

he next room. One just heard mournful cries for help that was so shrill that one thought he was in a slaughterhouse, m

u suddenly sensed an inexplicable safety. Staying late at such a night, in such a strange fleabag, she looked out from t

only to be told that the tickets were sold out, as i