The previous chapter was blocked, to put it simply, Zhang Man, the girl, was QJ by her relatives, and then everyone asked her to change her mouth after calling the police, and her parents did not support her

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Zhang Man's hard work has finally paid off.

She was admitted to the best high school in the city with the third place in the school.

Despite all the gossip about her in the community, no one can deny her good grades.

After discussing with her parents, who regarded her as an air and transparent person, they decided to let her go to high school.

Zhang Man hated and hated her parents in the past, but at this time, she was actually full of gratitude to them.

At least they were willing to send her to high school without depriving her of the opportunity to study.

In high school, he lived on campus and took two days off every month, Zhang Man did not go home, saved the bus fare, and stayed in school to continue his studies.

Sometimes she would go out to find out if there was a job distributing flyers, trying to earn a little money and save it all.

She didn't want to go home.

I don't want to go back to the town, I don't want to face my parents, I don't want to listen to those rumors about her, and I don't want to see my second aunt's family living upstairs.

Only by escaping far away in this way can she get rid of the past self.

But the city and the town are still too close, so close that you can't avoid acquaintances.

Next to Zhang Man's high school, there is also a low-quality private middle school, and there is a boy of her age in their yard who attends this school.

When Zhang Man saw him, he was hiding in the alley with a few boys and smoking.

She pretended not to see and walked quickly, only to hear teasing voices coming from behind her, mixed with ugly words such as "broken shoes".

Zhang Man did not speak, but since that day he has studied harder.

Not far enough.

She must be admitted to a very good university, and go far away, so that these people will never see her again.

At the same time, rumors about her spread in the school.

Some people say that she went out to sell it, and she also jumped with immortals.

Some people say that she falsely accused her second uncle and put her in prison.

The nightmare struck again, and Zhang Man often felt that someone was watching her and someone was whistling at her.

In the high school she attended, there were also many school choice students who came in with money, and they came in groups, and every time they saw Zhang Man, they would show a malicious smile.

Until one time they dragged her into the men's restroom.

But in the end, they couldn't do anything, because Zhang Man threatened them that if they dared to do anything, she would definitely call the police.

But her situation has not changed for the better, but has become more difficult.

She was met with cold eyes, and everyone stayed away from her, and was invisibly targeted. The head teacher tried to help her adjust from it, but it didn't help.

Never mind.

As long as I can get out of here.

With such a belief, Zhang Man never gave up on himself, was not defeated, worked very hard to study, and hoped to change his fate.

Three years of high school passed in a flash, and Zhang Man was finally admitted to a northern university.

The university was far, far away, in the bustling metropolis, and she finally got what she wanted.

Her parents didn't want her to go, so she went to apply for a student loan and left without hesitation.

Here, no one knows her, no one knows her past, and she can finally start a new life.

In order to stay, in order not to be kicked back to that dull and backward town, she studied hard to work, was self-sufficient, and occasionally saved some money to send back, but she never returned home.

For the first time in many years, she was so happy, occasionally remembering the night she was sixteen in the middle of the night, but hearing her roommate's even, long breathing quickly diverted her attention.

She left the town and everything flourished.

There are no parents, no second uncle, no second aunt, and no old men and old ladies who like to gossip.

No one knows about her past.

After graduating from college, Zhang Man found a job in a large company and successfully stayed in the city.

With enough money, she learned to dress herself.

She is tall, fair-skinned, and has delicate features, and she has many suitors after being dressed.

But she couldn't take anybody.

Because whenever she wants to hold someone's hand and touch the textured skin, it's like going back to that dark night at the age of sixteen.

Did she really run away?

The faith that had held her up for so many years began to waver, and she was crumbling as if she had lost her backbone.

She had been corroded, and all that was left was her shell, which had already stinked with maggots.

It was at this time that she met a man of forty years old.

He is a photographer, has traveled all over the country, has seen a lot of things, is talented and educated, has been married once and has a child, his wife can't accept that he has been running around for many years, so he divorced, and the children also followed her.

The experienced man is the most careful and gentle, and he can mention Zhang Man in many places, and she inevitably trusts him, so in the end she gives her heart away.

She was neither resistant nor disgusted with him, and because of trust, she told him about the nightmares she had had since she was sixteen, hoping to be comforted by him.

He didn't disappoint her, didn't scold her or dislike her, and still touched her head gently.

So Zhang Man married him desperately, she was attached to him, as if she had found her final destination.

It was really nice and good, and every day I lived with him was very happy at the beginning.

It wasn't until he went out to socialize and came back drunk that she whispered a few words, and he grabbed her hair and slammed her head against the wall.

The next day, before Zhang Man said the word divorce, he hugged her and kept apologizing to her.

Thinking of the good things in the past, Zhang Man quickly forgave him.

There is no next time. She said.

There will be no next time. He said.

However, the next time he came as promised, he was drunk again, and when he came back, he beat her, and apologized to her when he woke up.

She was beaten more and more often, more and more often, sometimes he would be angry with her when he was in a bad mood, and as soon as she said divorce, he cried and apologized, promising not to do it again.

Zhang Man finally understands why his ex-wife abandoned him.

Because he is a repeat offender of domestic violence.

While beating her, he would also scold her for being a rag that no one wanted, and his heart slowly cooled down every time he was beaten to death, Zhang Man made up his mind to divorce him, but after packing his luggage, he threatened with a knife, saying that if she dared to leave, he would kill her.

Zhang Man stayed, recounting the previous days, until she was found to be pregnant, and after she was beaten to a miscarriage, she looked at him with the deepest hatred in her eyes.

It was also the worst she ever beaten, and after that, he never had a chance to hit her again.

Because she took advantage of his sleep, tied him up, splashed him with cold water, and made him open his eyes to see himself being killed.

She cut off his head in its entirety and laid it out next to his corpse.

The police soon arrived, and it was the neighbors who heard the screams and called the police.

She killed, was prosecuted, was put in jail, no one came to see her, and it was like she had completely cut ties with the world.

Zhang Man didn't know if this was a success in changing her fate, but she felt as if she was relieved.

She was vaguely aware that it was her fate to be imprisoned, and only then could she escape from the southern town that was far, far away from her.

The story goes back to the beginning, she is sitting in prison, the sun illuminates half of her face, the other half is hidden in the dark, and she only says one sentence without sorrow or joy: "This may be my life as a woman." ”