End of ten days

My name is Xiao Ran.

I lied.

How could I wait with a child for a parent? Am I fucking stupid?

But so what?

Let me ask you, so what if I lied?

It's really interesting. Is there anyone in this world who has never lied...

When faced with a group of vicious strangers, it’s probably the strangest person to have a heart-to-heart with them.

I'm not stupid, I know what to do.

When I was in the third year of junior high school, a group of sisters and I were "greeting" a newly transferred girl from out of town in the toilet. Her clothes were all taken off, and when we were about to burn her arm with a cigarette butt, she suddenly rushed up and knocked me down. . .🅆.

I have never been so frightened in my life.

Someone transferred from another place, why should she touch me?

When I saw her beating me fiercely, none of the sisters around me dared to step forward to stop her. At that time, my heart felt very cold.

This time the "greeting" ended on bad terms.

Over the next few days, things unfolded in a strange way.

I found that girls from other places were not isolated, and gradually many sisters made friends with her, but no one paid attention to me.

Why is this?

What about our friendship as besties?

After thinking about it all night, I finally understood this.

Whoever is more ruthless will have friends.

But how do I get tougher?

The next day, I got on Qu Ge’s motorcycle.

Brother Qu is a popular figure at the school gate.

He and many of his younger brothers hang out in front of our school all day long. They always park their motorcycles and stand there smoking. Brother Qu's bloated figure and bald head full of wrinkles make him stand out in the crowd.

I remember that from time to time they would ask some passing students for money.

No one in the entire school, whether teachers or students, dared to provoke him.

Isn't this my best goal?

When I got on Brother Qu's motorcycle, I found that the students at the school gate were all looking at me.

They are envious of me.

I

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They can get to know people in society, but they can't.

I'm so smart that I figured it out right away.

We had a lot of fun that night. Brother Qu invited many brothers to drink with me. I drank a lot without spending a penny. It seemed that Brother Qu really regarded me as his sister.

Brother Qu asked me to sleep with him, and I agreed without even thinking about it.

This process was a bit uncomfortable and I don’t want to think about it again.

The next day, Brother Qu and his brothers helped me breathe a good sigh of relief.

That out-of-town girl, those who were my best friends, all called me "Sister" after being greeted with iron rods and fists.

Brother Qu once said that sleeping with him would be very comfortable, but now I feel 10,000 times more comfortable than then.

Seeing that Brother Qu and the others were still unhappy after beating someone, I thought I understood what they meant.

I stepped forward and pulled off the school uniforms of those bitches, allowing everyone to take photos as they pleased. Then I carefully selected a few photos and posted them to the school forum.

Now that you are big stars, this is what you will get if you mess with me, Xiao Ran.

From that day on, I was the "king" in the school. No one dared to provoke me, and no one dared to disobey me.

This is how I want to feel.

Unfortunately, happy times are short-lived.

When I saw my high school entrance examination score of 182, I knew my junior high school days were over.

When I went home that day, the old man and the old woman who usually quarreled all day were at home looking unhappy.

I don’t understand. Isn’t it just an exam?

With a score of 182, I have done well enough, what else do they want?

I have also taken the test with scores worse than 182 points, and I don’t worry about it. What do they worry about?

"Xiao Ran... what do you think you will do in the future?" The old woman cried and said to me, "You can't even go to high school. What do you think you will do in this life?"

"What's wrong with not being able to go to high school?" I asked angrily,

"I don't want to go to school anyway. I'm going to do business with Brother Qu."

The old man slapped the table hard when he heard this.

"What the hell are you talking about?!" He said to me fiercely, "I told you not to associate with that Qu Qiang a long time ago. Is he a good person? You are only fifteen years old this year! He can't even support himself. How can I do business with you?"

"I want you to take care of it?!" I stared at him angrily, "Brother Qu is much better than you, what use are you two apart from quarreling at home?" .🅆.🄲

"You...you...!" The old man pointed at me, trembling all over.

I ignored him and slammed the door and left.

I am not planning to go home in the future, I am planning to spend time with Brother Qu.

During that summer vacation, I stayed with Brother Qu every day. I ate his food and spent his money. He didn't complain at all, he just wanted to sleep with me.

Wouldn't that be great?

I don't have to give anything, but I get a lot.

I thought that that ten-square-meter rental house would be the rest of my life.

But I was still wrong.

When I had my third abortion, Brother Qu was arrested.

He was sentenced to six years for wounding with intent and robbery.

I lived in the rental house for another half month, and it wasn't until the landlord came to collect the rent that I realized I didn't have any money.

My happy life is over.

I couldn't live on the street, so I had to go home.

The old woman didn't blame me, she just looked at me and kept crying.

She said that the two of them borrowed a lot of money to build a relationship so that I could go to a vocational high school in the town.

She said I had to rely on myself in the days to come.

She said she must let me learn a craft so that I would not starve to death for the rest of my life.

She said this and that, which made me upset.

Didn't I express myself clearly? I don't want to go to school!

What's the point of going to school?

But I really have no place

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It's time to go.

Brother Qu's men are scattered like birds and beasts, and no one can be contacted. I have no money, no place to live, and no one who can protect me.

On the first day of school, I still went to school.

Because the old woman said she would only give me money if I came to school.

My major is preschool education.

These past three years have been extremely painful for me.

After entering vocational high school, everyone seems to have changed. The only thing they compare with each other is not who is more powerful or knows more people in society. They only compare whose mobile phone is more expensive and whose cosmetics are better.

But I don’t have any of those things. My broken mobile phone has been used for four years.

"What's your name?" the girl at my desk asked me.

"Xiao Ran."

"My name is Chen Ting." The girl said with a smile, "Do you like children too?"

"Like...children?"

What kind of weird question is this? How could I like children?

I had abortions three times. What I hate most in my life are children.

"So be it." I nodded with a fake smile.

"Children are so cute. I have wanted to be a kindergarten teacher since I was a child. I think this job is very suitable for me."

Chen Ting looked happy, but I felt she was disgusting.

Why is she pretending to be a good person?

Soon, she took out her mobile phone to share photos of her brother with me. She kept introducing how cute her brother was. Only then did I understand her real purpose.

She was showing off her phone.

I am so smart and can always see through the essence of things instantly.

I pretended to cooperate and responded a few words. During the break, while Chen Ting was going to the toilet, I dialed her cell phone from the hole in the table to the ground, and then lay down on the table and pretended to sleep.

As expected, expensive mobile phones are fragile. When Chen Ting saw the screen of her mobile phone shattered, she seemed particularly sad.

I smiled while comforting her.

You deserve it, who asked you to show off in front of me?