On my eighteenth birthday

I asked Zhao Ben to go singing

And then we both got drunk

We found a hotel and rented a room

He didn't know where he found a girl

He brought her into the room and then left

He said

That girl was a friend who had always liked me

When she came in, she started to undress

It scared me half to death

I asked her: Who are you? I don't even know you

I asked her: Are you a prostitute?

She said no, I said that's fine, let's just chat

At first, her eyes looked a bit strange, but then she said, okay, let's talk.

She told me that she had a boyfriend when she was sixteen, and by seventeen, she was pregnant, and married that guy. Now that guy doesn't make any money.

The child isn't small anymore, and that guy still hits her often.

As she was talking, she started crying. I gave her all the remaining money in my pocket

I said, here, buy something for the kid to eat.

She said, big brother, I can't take your money for nothing.

That's when I finally realized

She was a prostitute

I said I wasn't here to solicit prostitution

She had already taken off her skirt

She asked me if I thought she was dirty

I said absolutely not

She then started to take off my clothes

I was nervous and embarrassed at the time

I was about to give in, which meant I was soliciting prostitution

If I didn't, I would be saying she was dirty.

Just then, someone knocked on the door

I quickly took the opportunity to crawl off the bed and open the door

When I opened it, it was the police!