Night.

Separated from her best friend, Camila Pandit rushed home in the luxury car that came to pick her up.

Looking at the traffic outside the window, her tawny pupils lost some focus, although she was in the car, her heart was still immersed in the plot of the movie just now.

"Hey, why am I telling you this, how can you, the proud daughter of the sky, feel it......"

Thinking back to what her best friend said before watching the movie, Camila Pandeit's beautiful cheeks showed a touch of sadness.

How could she not understand......

In the eyes of outsiders, she is the pride of the sky, enjoying the love of her parents, and the low-level women are simply people of two worlds, and the equality that the low-level women desire is perfectly reflected in her.

However, is it really equal?

This answer is best known only to Camila Pandit herself.

True equality never belonged to her.

Compared with women at the bottom, she can learn good culture, she can learn knowledge, she can learn art.

Sadly, she did all this at home, and her father would invite teachers to her home for her to study, but she never went to school.

And the father's reason was that as the daughter of a nobleman, she could not show her head.

Even when she goes in and out of the upper class drinking party, she will follow her father, she will wear a veil, always follow her father's side, and cannot talk to any strange man.

It felt like an accessory, with no autonomy, like a puppet in the hands of my father.

In order to be able to marry the son of a nobleman of the same level with a very high value in the future, she can obtain the greatest benefits for her family.

Growing up, she was used to being rejected.

She looks glamorous, but in essence, what is the difference between what happened to her and those women at the bottom?

It's just that the classes are different, but the root cause is always the same.

Looking back on the whole movie, Camila Pandit only felt that her inner emotions were extremely complicated, and an inexplicable surging made her a little difficult to express.

"Indian women need a role model ......"

"Equality will never come if no one is brave enough to take the first step......"

"In ancient times, those who had Brahmin surnames held divine power, and now I have Brahmin blood in my veins, and I deserve to be a role model for the female people of India!"

Camila Pandit murmured softly, her tawny eyes gradually ceasing to be confused, and her eyes became more determined and sharp.

Along the way, Camila Pandit thought a lot.

As soon as she got home, Camila Pandit saw her parents sitting in the living room, her mother glaring at her, and her father's face as if it were covered in dark clouds.

"Who told you to leave the house without permission and go out to the movies?"

The father asked in a low voice as he looked at Camila Pandey with a dark face.

"Father, I texted you in the afternoon, but you didn't reply, so I said yes by default. ”

If it was before, Camilla Pandit would have apologized immediately, but at this time, she was the first time that she had spoken up to the other party.

"Bang!"

When his father saw that Camila Pandit dared to contradict him, he was furious, picked up the porcelain cup in his hand and threw it at Camila Pandit, and the hard porcelain cup smashed on Camila Pandit's forehead, and immediately smashed a bruise.

Camila Pandit was in tears when she was smashed, but she held back her tears, she gritted her teeth, didn't say a word, and turned and ran towards her room.

Seeing this, my father was furious, turned around and pointed at Camila Pandit's mother and angrily reprimanded: "From today onwards, I will be grounded for a month, and if she dares to step out of this house without my permission, I will break her leg!"

The mother lowered her eyebrows and responded one after another, and the whole person seemed submissive, and she didn't dare to have the slightest confrontation with her husband.

"Hmph. ”

The father snorted coldly, shook his hand and turned around and left the house, as for what to do, the mother knew it, but she didn't dare to have the slightest complaint, she could only feel sorry for herself, hating herself for not being able to give birth to a son for the other party, and letting the woman outside take advantage of the loophole.

......

Inside the house.

Camila Pandit stood on the balcony and looked at her father who was leaving in the car below, and she didn't cry.

She turned back into the room, turned on her computer, and pulled out a pair of scissors from the bedside.

Turning on the video recording of the computer, sitting in front of the computer, she looked at herself in the video, first slowly spread her hair, then picked up the scissors, and slammed it at her long black hair.

In an instant, a large handful of hair was cut off, and Camilla Pandit only felt a tremor in her heart, but what followed was an inner emptiness.

It was as if it was some kind of shackle, and suddenly it collapsed with a "click".

That kind of relaxation from the soul made her feel that her whole mind was sublimated.

Camila Pandit's hands kept moving, and soon she cut her long jet-black hair into shoulder-length hair.

"My name is Camila Pandit......"

"From this day on, I live for myself......"

"No Freedom, Better Die!"

......

After the video was edited, Camilla Pandit did not hesitate at all, and directly uploaded the video to all her social accounts, including social accounts in India, social accounts in Southeast Asia, and Weibo accounts in the world.

Camilla Pandeit, the daughter of an aristocratic woman and extremely beautiful, has tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands of fans on various social networking sites.

After Camila Pandit sent out such a video, Camila Pandit's fans all exploded.

Countless women have left messages and forwarded them.

"It's so handsome, Sister Camilla, this is going to fire the first shot for India's feminist independence!"

"No freedom, better than death, this sentence is so good!"

"Cut the inventions, I will cut too!"

"Sister Camilla also watched "Wrestling, Dad", yes, this movie is really burning, and all girls are strongly amway!"

"Only if our own strength is strong enough can we win the respect of everyone, we women don't fight hard for their rights and equality, and who will help us fight for it!"

......

In just one hour, Camilla Pandit's video was retweeted by countless women.

At the same time, when this video went wild, countless videos followed suit.

By the next morning, tens of thousands of women had already joined the ranks of cutting hair.

However, the heat of this matter has just risen, and the wind of cutting the will has begun to sweep through the entire Southeast Asian countries like a hurricane.

......

"Bang bang bang!"

Early in the morning, Camila Pandit's door was knocked on by a violent bang.

Camila Pandit calmly came to the door in her pajamas and opened it.

"Smack!"

As soon as the door was opened, her father slapped Camila Pandit in the face.

"You posted that video on the Internet?!"

The father had red eyes, like an angry bull.

"I sent it. ”

Camila Pandit replied calmly, looking into her father's eyes without the slightest fear.

"Delete it, and apologize immediately!" the father gasped, "or I'll kill you!"

"I won't delete the video, and if you want to kill me, father, because of this, I can't resist. Kamila Pandit said lightly: "But I am a Brahmin noble caste, if my father kills me, I think my father will have to be imprisoned for more than ten years." ”

"As for my father, if you want to put me under house arrest or torture me, I think you'd better think about it carefully, I have already made a statement on my social account last night, if I don't post photos on time every day, I will trouble netizens to help me call the police. ”

"And I've already sent an email to UN Women, if something happens to me, I think with the current public opinion on the Internet, UN Women shouldn't sit idly by, right?"

Camila Pandit thought carefully to the extreme, and in just a few words, her father was dumbfounded, and the original burning murderous intent gradually calmed down.

"Camilla, I gave birth to you and raised you, you dare to calculate with me like this!"

Father said angrily.

Camila Pandit smiled: "Born and raised me, I'm afraid I'm just a sustainable investment commodity in your eyes, when the time comes, I will be sold by you like a commodity, I think the time should be almost now, is it already contacting buyers?"

Camila Pandit's eyes sharpened, and she stared into her father's eyes and said: "My life must be controlled by myself, and my husband must be chosen by myself, no one can control my life, not even my parents!"

"You get out of ......"

"Get out of this house, from now on, you and I have nothing to do with it!"

The father seemed to have been told by Camilla Pandit, and the whole person became extremely crazy.

Hearing this, Camila Pandit bowed slowly to her father, then turned around and picked up the suitcase that had been prepared, and strode out of the room.

At the age of 18, she was originally confused and hesitant......

When just yesterday, the moment her long hair was cut off, she was no longer confused in her heart.

Her own life is already in her own hands!

The life of a caged canary, she has had enough......

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