After the breakup, I was taken in by a group of trendy young women.

The candlelight flickered.

Bai Xiaojing: "Brother, the landlord is coming to kick us out tomorrow."

The candle flickered in her hand, the flame leaping and casting her shadow on the yellowed wall, swaying and wavering.

Before Lin Ye could speak, the tattooed girl suddenly stubbed out her cigarette and stood up abruptly.

"Alright, alright, enough of that, let's drink!"

She reached for Jack Daniel's on the coffee table, but tripped over the fishnet stocking the girl with the tattooed legs had taken off, and fell forward.

The girl with the flowery legs quickly grabbed her arm, but she herself lost her balance and the two of them fell towards the forest.

"Holy crap!"

Green Hair shouted for a moment.

Then the entire sofa became a complete mess.

The tattooed girl lunged at Lin Ye's left shoulder, while the girl with tattooed legs bumped into his right. Bai Xiaojing, who was squatting in front of him holding a candle, was startled by the commotion and instinctively leaned forward, kneeling directly between Lin Ye's legs.

The candle fell.

The flame bounced off the coffee table and went out.

The only light left in the living room was the low-wattage energy-saving bulb overhead, casting a pale white glow.

Lin Ye was surrounded on three sides and unable to move.

The tattooed girl's chin was on his left shoulder. She had drunk quite a bit, and her entire weight was pressing down on him. The koi fish tattooed on her arm was pressed against his arm through her T-shirt, and her body temperature was surprisingly high.

On the right is the girl with the flowery legs. When she bumped into him, she instinctively grabbed Lin Ye's arm to maintain her balance, and then she just hung on him like that.

But what truly made Lin Ye's mind go blank was what was directly in front of him.

Bai Xiaojing knelt between his legs.

Her knees were stuck in the middle, and to avoid falling backward, she braced herself with her hands on Lin Ye's thighs.

Her dyed blonde hair looked fluffy under the overhead light, with a black patch growing out from the roots.

The Lolita dress already had a large neckline, and when she bent over like this, the neckline drooped down, revealing the black camisole underneath that was pilling from washing.

Then Lin Ye sensed it.

On the right arm.

Through the T-shirt of the girl with floral legs

An amazing softness pressed down on me.

Warm, heavy, and soft with the warmth of a young girl's body.

Lin Ye's mind split in two at that moment.

The left side is screaming wildly: Is this what an eighteen-year-old should look like?

The right half of the system has completely crashed.

He recalled a novel he had read in Rotten Persimmons before, which contained the phrase "small branches bear abundant fruit".

At the time, he felt that the words were too vulgar, too straightforward, and lacked literary beauty.

Now he knows.

Some things don't require literary aesthetics.

It means exactly what it says.

The girl with the tattooed legs is very thin.

Her wrists were so slender that Lin Ye could grasp both of them with one hand, and her collarbones peeked out from the wide neckline of her T-shirt.

The shape of the shoulder blades can be seen even through clothing.

But this girl was as thin as a sheet of paper.

The weight pressing down on his right arm made Lin Ye feel that Newton's law of universal gravitation had failed on her.

The smell of cheap shampoo hits you first.

It's strawberry flavored, the cheapest kind on the supermarket shelf, 9.9 yuan a bottle. It makes my hair dry and tangled after washing.

Then came the scent emanating from the girl's body heat, mixed with the smell of the beer she had just drunk, the cumin and chili residue from the barbecue, and some indescribable, warm scent that belonged to her young body itself.

These flavors mingled together and rushed into Lin Ye's brain through his nasal cavity.

"Get up, all of you!"

The tattooed girl was the first to react, using the sofa armrest to prop herself up and slapping the green-haired guy on the back of the head. "What are you looking at? Help me!"

Green-haired and pink-haired people quickly came up and pulled the person away.

The girl with the tattooed legs was still laughing when she was pulled up, laughing so hard she couldn't straighten up. Pointing at Bai Xiaojing, she said, "Look how you've pinned that guy down! His face is all red!"

Bai Xiaojing then realized what position she was in.

She looked down at her hands, which were resting on Lin Ye's thighs, then at her neckline, and then at Lin Ye's face.

Then she did something that no one expected.

She didn't dodge.

She didn't even remove her hand from Lin Ye's leg.

"elder brother."

She remained in that position, looking up at him.

The white light from the energy-saving lamp fell on her face, illuminating the few small freckles on the bridge of her nose clearly.

Her eyes weren't pure black; under the light, they appeared slightly dark brown.

"You're blushing."

Lin Ye felt his ears burning.

He reached out and grabbed Bai Xiaojing's wrist, pulling her off his lap.

Bai Xiaojing was pulled up by him and sat down next to him, but she didn't sit upright. Her body was tilted to one side, and her shoulder was resting on Lin Ye's arm.

"Yellow Hair, stop messing around."

With bangs in his arms, he spoke up, albeit softly, "Let's get down to business regarding the landlord."

The living room quieted down.

The tattooed woman sat back on the sofa and lit another cigarette.

The girl with the tattooed legs pulled her feet up onto the sofa and hugged her knees.

The green-haired and pink-haired cats leaned against each other, while the cat with bangs lowered its head to stroke the cat's back.

Bai Xiaojing's shoulder was still resting on Lin Ye's arm, and she didn't move away.

"That's the important matter."

She picked up the unlit cigarette from the coffee table, put it in her mouth, but didn't light it.

"The landlord will be collecting rent at 10 a.m. tomorrow. It's 120 yuan, plus this month's rent, making it 240 yuan in total. If you can't pay, pack your bags and leave."

The girl with the tattooed legs buried her face in her knees and muttered, "I only have 8 cents left."

Green Hair counted on his fingers: "I have 5 mao."

Pink Hair: "7 cents, plus half a bag of potato chips."

The tattooed woman exhaled a puff of smoke: "One dollar and fifty cents, plus a pack of cigarettes."

Qi Liu didn't announce the number, but his expression said it all.

Bai Xiaojing took the cigarette out of her mouth and twirled it twice.

I still have 3 cents in my pocket.

She smiled.

"It cost less than 5 yuan in total. For six people."

Lin Ye sat on a tattered sofa, surrounded by six colorful girls, listening to each of them recount their entire fortune.

It adds up to less than five yuan.

Six people.

"elder brother."

Bai Xiaojing suddenly turned her face, slid her shoulder off his arm, and turned to face him directly.

"You help us."

She put the cigarette she had been smoking for a while back in her mouth, pulled out a lighter from under the coffee table, and lit it with a snap.

Smoke escaped from her lips, blurring her expression.

"You help us. Whatever your conditions, I'll agree."

The candle had gone out, and the white light from the energy-saving lamp illuminated her completely.

Lin Ye looked at her.

Watching this girl, who had just turned eighteen, with dyed yellow hair, wearing a wrinkled Lolita dress, and only 3 cents left in her pocket, sitting on the broken sofa with a cigarette in her mouth, she pushed herself onto the table for the five of them.

Bai Xiaojing's eyes were fixed on Lin Ye.

She took one last drag of her cigarette, stubbed it out in the empty beer can, and then reached out and grasped Lin Ye's wrist.