Charity pursed her lips. She sometimes thinks Chester is sick.
Charity: âBe nice to others.â
Charity abruptly stated, âYou look down on those women, think they sell their bodies and despise them, but everyone has their own helplessness, and you have a prominent status and plenty of clothing and food. No worries, what you want, you donât understand the feelings of the people at the bottom, they just want to live a better life.â
âYou actually speak for them.â Chester felt incredible.
Charity exclaimed, âSome people spend a lot of money, some people struggle to read a book, some people can change a villa in a day, and some people can raise a family of four or five in a 50-60 square meter loan room. On the one hand, to earn a living, who doesnât want to be born out of love? On the other hand, they just want to take shortcuts through their own bodies.â
Chester was in favor of the previous words, as for the latterâ¦.
Disapprovingly, he lit a cigarette, âSo, why does God make people have hands and feet? Those women who want to take shortcuts, according to you, only need to set up a purple palace.â
Charity laughed and said, âYou men have arrived despite the fact that you lack hands and feet. Do you want it on your bed? Family flowers wonât suffice because there are so many wild flowers outside, and besides, without the market demand of men like you, these women would want to make money in this manner, which is a slap in the face. Donât ring, your men are pretending to be watches and demanding that others be clean. Chester, what I dislike the most is you.â
âBut some women already have no worries about food and clothing, and they can even say that they have no shortage of food and drink in their life, but still not satisfied, so what do you say?â Chesterâs heart throbbed for a moment, and he took a deep breath.
âAre you talking about Cindy?â Charity arched her brow âSo who is to blame for what she thinks of her?
The greedy monster was released.â
Chester choked.
Charity spoke up unexpectedly. âYou feed her meat every day, and eventually sheâll get tired of it, and sheâll start yelling for seafood, and then you keep stuffing it, and now youâre sick of seafood. Actually, in the end, you are still stingy.â
âAm I stingy? How much did I give Cindy for her blood?â Chester asked, as if hearing a joke.
Charity: âBlood isnât particularly expensive on the market. What matters is how much you have. You require her blood. Be open-minded rather than stingy.â
Chester listened, turned his head, and looked at Chaity beside him, who was a head shorter than him.
The spotlight above her head cast a shadow on half of her small face, which was cold and indifferent, as still as water.
His heart was pounding.
Charity has always seen this through.
âNo one has ever said this to me. Be open-minded.â Chester murmured.
âI think you are mainly closed-minded, want too much, and are greedy. Itâs like you forced me to be with you before, obviously, but you blame me for being like a dead fish, I become so passionate in bed, and you think Iâm too cheap, you want everything, but you never consider others, this is what I dislike the most.â Charity said.
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Chester hasnât smoked the cigarette in my hand in quite some time. When the ashes fell on his trousers, he suddenly came back to his senses, then said, âCharity, Iâm sorry.â
âThereâs nothing to be sorry about. Iâll go back to the box first. Donât follow me anymore.â
âYou promised me, and you wonât be entangled anymore.â Charity said solemnly.
Chesterâs breath became stagnant, and bitterness flashed through the depths of his black eyes âCharity, youâve been talking to me for a long time, and Iâm very happy because no one else has ever talked to me. Thatâs what I said.â
Charity: âThatâs because everyone, including your parents, is afraid of you.â