I ruined my marriage because I am a dancer. What happened to that dancer?

The cold weather makes my heart ache even more. It's been a long time since I left Tian Wen (a pseudonym). I thought that with the passage of time, I would forget it in the darkest corner of my heart. However, three years of dribs and drabs, like a deliberately playing tricks on you, jump out from time to time to disturb the lonely soul.

My heart still hurts, but I didn't shed another tear. It may be that my lacrimal gland is gradually drying up in constant disappointment and despair. Only occasionally will I have a cigarette late in the silent night, so that nicotine can stimulate the brain's memory of the past and gradually become clear.

I used to be an iceberg beauty.

Three years ago, after graduating from high school, I came to the city from the countryside. At that time, I didn't know whether fate was cruel or kind to me. I was admitted to the university, but there was no money at home for me to continue studying, and two younger brothers were studying. Reality forced me to make a choice, whether to drop out of school or earn money to continue my studies.

I want to study too much, and I still have too many dreams to realize. I think you can always earn a bowl of rice with hands and feet. When I first entered the city, I worked as a foreman in a hotel, 300 yuan a month. To tell the truth, the money is not enough for my own tuition and that of my two younger brothers. But that hotel made me realize my value, because every time I came to the male guests, I was asked to serve them, and the guests' eyes stayed on my face for a long time without exception. At that time, I understood that my face was my greatest wealth.

I left the hotel for money two months later. I went to a bar and became a dancer, which was introduced by a girl when I was a waiter. She said it was quick to make money. I don't think it matters as long as I live an honest and clean life. I will finish my three-year college education soon, and then I can find a decent job.

Shuttle through the lights every day, singing and dancing every night. Because I am beautiful, many men come to my venue every day. Maybe it's my work environment. Those men always dream about me. Whenever I finish my performance, a man will always give me a flower basket, and the waiter's brother will hand me some business cards from time to time, from the manager to the boss. I don't care, so I got the title of "iceberg beauty"

I hold my head high every time I dance. I hate those people. For a month, I received a flower basket without a business card every day, which surprised me. Later, I heard from the waiter that this person would come every day and order me a flower basket when sitting at Table 24, but he never left a business card. This is the first time I have met such a man. After knowing it, I will look at the number 24 from time to time every time I perform. I like the number 24 because it is the same day as my birthday.

One day after the performance, I came to Platform 24 and sat down. I said to the gentle man beside me, "Do you come every day?" He didn't answer. "Thank you for coming to support me." I went on to say. I'm a little angry that he still won't talk. No man has ever done this to me, and I want to leave. Then he said, "This is not where you stay." I looked at him in surprise. He should be a well-dressed rich boy.

"What? Then where is it suitable for me? " I asked. He smiled. He smiled beautifully, just like a child, but he didn't speak. "I hate such a self-righteous person as you." I made a harsh remark and walked away without giving him a chance to speak.