After a long time, the love between mother and son was gradually overwhelmed by those curses, and he also began to dislike the woman who made him ashamed, so every time others mentioned his mother, he would coldly say "That slut is underwhelmed, my dad just beat her to death!"

He spat on the ground in hatred to prove that he wasn't the son of the slut.

From then on, Cheng Xianghua's only communication with her son was money, he asked for money on the phone, she gave money, and he didn't want to say a word to himself.

She didn't understand why the little boy who was willing to give all his pocket money to his mother hated herself so much, but she loved her son and only wanted to give everything for him.

Is it wrong to live?

She often thought that many years later she had met her sister once from afar, and heard that the woman was now working in a bank, married to a judge, and had a son, and lived a leisurely and decent life.

Cheng Xianghua felt unfair, if she hadn't deceived herself into the grove that year, would her life still be the same as now? Why could she live so well, and she could only live like a mouse?

Cheng Xianghua really wanted to splash the woman who hurt her face with sulfuric acid, but this kind of thought is actually just thinking about it in her head, in fact, most people have had this similar thought, but how many people can do it?

Cheng Xianghua could only cry again, and then continued to wear heavy makeup, and went to the street in the middle of the night to solicit customers.

That's life. People who live well will say that people will win the day, but people who live badly can't escape the swamp of fate no matter how much they struggle.

One year, two years. Three years into Xianghua originally wanted to make up for her son, but her son was getting more and more in need, and the money in her hands was a change of hands, even so, she still couldn't satisfy her son's appetite, and if she gave it a little later, her son said that he would never recognize her again.

Cheng Xianghua's fingers trembled and pinched the iron box.

There is no money. Without money, Cheng Xianghua felt extremely panicked, and she could even think of how her son would treat herself when he learned that she had no money! If it was the past, she could still work hard. Try to take a few more customers, and then earn some money to send him first, but she is like this, where would anyone come to prostitute a prostitute with missing front teeth?

A tooth can cost hundreds of dollars. But she didn't have a penny now. She couldn't even get a prosthesis.

Suddenly, Cheng Xianghua felt that she couldn't stand it anymore, her world was shattering, a world without love was like a castle piled up with sand, broken so easily, so unresistible.

Cheng Xianghua remembered that there was a bottle of toilet cleaner under her bed, because it was her turn to clean the toilet this week, so this thing was placed in her room.

She must have heard that drinking this thing will kill her! Her hand involuntarily took the bottle of toilet cleaner from under the bed and carefully unscrewed the lid. Then he closed his eyes and began to drink in large gulps.

The main ingredient of toilet cleaner is hydrochloric acid, and after just a few sips, Cheng Xianghua felt that the fire in his stomach hurt badly.

It hurts!

But this pain doesn't seem to hurt so much compared to the life she lived.

Time has no meaning to her, she just feels pain, she wants to cry, she wants to shout: Mom!

When she was in a trance, she thought, if she could, she really wanted to get a chance to make everyone regret it, regret that they did this to her, regret that they scolded her for being a broken shoe, regret what they had done to her. At that time, she could dress as bright as her own sisters, stand in front of them with dignity, make them grovel and flatter her, and then beg herself to help them do something trivial to her.

Cheng Xianghua thought, the corners of her mouth actually flashed a smile, and then she felt that her eyes were full of hazy white light, and then someone asked herself: If you can exchange your soul for such an opportunity, would you be willing?

"I do!" Cheng Xianghua said without hesitation.

Does the soul still mean anything to her? She may have long since disappeared, so she will live like a walking corpse!-

There was a "pop" sound, July felt something hit her head, she opened her eyes a little confused, her brain felt muddy, her body was cold, she knew by feeling that she must have a fever.

July looked around a little dazedly, looking at himself with a pair of sneering eyes, and there was a female teacher in her thirties standing on the podium, holding a chalk head in her hand and throwing it at her.

"Cheng Xianghua, you can't hold up the wall in the mud, and you still sleep in class, I don't think you can read it, go home and sleep directly!" The female teacher said mockingly in a sharp voice, her words caused the other students to laugh, and even a few bold male classmates followed suit.

"That's it, go home and go to sleep!" a boy shouted, and the word "sleep" was in a long voice, apparently trying to show that what he said had a deep meaning.

July felt lightheaded due to her physical discomfort, and she looked in the direction of the boy who was talking, and the boy's appearance fell into her eyes.

Liu Chengrui, this name immediately entered July's mind.

Liu Chengrui is Cheng Xianghua's crush since junior high school, and the two did not divide classes until high school, and then Cheng Xianghua had an accident, and the two never saw each other again.

July raised her eyebrows, it seems that she entered junior high school at the same time! That's okay, there is still plenty of time to prepare, this thought makes July feel a little better.

Liu Chengrui was stunned because of July's calm look, if she usually said this, she would definitely cry, but today not only did she not cry, but she actually looked at herself as if she was looking at a vexatious child, which made Liu Chengrui feel uncomfortable.

Liu Chengrui still wanted to coax, but July looked away directly, July stood up with the table, and said to the female teacher without the slightest cowardice, "Teacher, I'm sick and want to take a day off!"

"What?" the female teacher froze, she was not actually because of July's words, but because of July's attitude.

People often have an aura, at this time Cheng Xianghua is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and because of various relationships, so Cheng Xianghua has always lived only a promise, she never dared to look at people directly, every time she secretly swept with her eyes, she didn't dare to refute what others said, let alone speak so directly to the teacher.

Not only the teacher was stunned, but the whole class was stunned for a moment!

(To be continued.) )