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chapter one
A man who is still talking about love at the age of sixty.
Other people's days are my nights.
I am a creature of the night. Every day, I don't know whose house I'm going to entertain at night, but I'm sure it will be full of flowers.
During the day, I often close the doors and windows, cocoon the thick curtains, turn on the CD player and play Richard's greensleeves over and over again. I like this music to sleep with me.
Yes, I sleep during the day. Don't be surprised. Sleeping is part of my job. I sleep to stay beautiful. There are many strange jobs in this world. My job is to sleep.
The CD player is playing repeatedly:
Alas, my love, how can you stand it?
Abandon me mercilessly.
I've always loved you,
I'm glad to be by your side.
Greensleeves is my happiness,
Greensleeves is my favorite,
Greensleeves is my heart of gold,
My girl with green sleeves is inferior to me.
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My pajamas are all green with long sleeves, but I don't have a heart of gold. My heart is made of meat. Because of this, Chen Zhilong doesn't want me, because he thinks meat is not as valuable as gold. I'm just a lady, a senior lady. My goal is to change my heart from meat to gold. So I clearly marked the price, 5 thousand a night, and gave my poem away. If the guests like, I can also talk about politics and philosophy, but there is a charge for talking with me about these topics.
The man came again, from far and near in "Green Sleeve is my happiness, Green Sleeve is my happiness". I don't know why, in the past six months, he often arrived on time when I was sleeping, not more than one minute, not less than one second, which is simply the most punctual train.
I'm tired of him. Who wants to watch an old movie with the same lines every day? ...