Chapter 7 Private Room 607
Early the next morning, Feng Yi and I squeezed onto the subway to work.
I had a Tattoo Shop near the Jiangcheng university district. Feng Yi was the new clerk I had hired.
Over these years, I had actually saved some money.
But I couldn't bear to spend it casually, so I had always lived in the worst housing.
Back then, not long after Qin Zhimin was taken away, I got a call from the Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau.
My dad couldn't return the Bride Price, and someone beat him to death.
When I took a train for more than ten hours and got home, the house had already been sold.
A neighbor said my mom had come back once.
She took the compensation, sold the house, and left again.
I couldn't explain how I felt then. I only felt that living was pointless.
So I went to the river.
There I met a young man in his twenties. He said he was going to prison. I said he might as well die.
He asked why I didn't go die.
So I jumped in right in front of him.
He jolted and fought to drag me back onto the bank.
After he heard what I had been through, he gave me his only asset, a Tattoo Shop.
That was how I kept living, on this Tattoo Shop.
In these few years, I had thought many times that if Qin Zhimin and I had held on back then, I probably wouldn't have lived this badly.
But last night, when I saw the Qin Zhimin of now with my own eyes, that thought was wiped out.
He had come back from studying abroad and taken over his family's company.
We had never been people on the same road.
Today the Tattoo Shop didn't have many customers. Feng Yi could handle it alone.
At half past six, I arrived on time at the KTV where Ling Yu worked.
I had just changed into the uniform when the shift lead called me.
"Hey, you. Yes, you. Take two bottles of liquor to private room 607."
I just hadn't expected to see Qin Zhimin here.
Their group seemed to have arranged to talk business here.
The lights were dim. I could only pray he hadn't recognized me.
I set down the liquor and quickly turned to leave the private room.
I had just let out a breath when the private room door was pushed open again.
My wrist was suddenly seized.
I turned in surprise and met Qin Zhimin's mocking eyes.
"Song Sheng, you've fallen so low that you work in a place like this?
"That little boyfriend of yours doesn't look very old. What, you're earning money to support him?"