[PS: Don't forget to read the prologue, that paragraph is important to the whole story]

My name is Heo Dong-hoon, and since I was born, I have been destined to be a person who lives by stepping on other people's corpses.

At that time, my mother gave birth to twins, but the combined weight of the two babies was less than two kilograms. Doctors said both children needed special treatment to survive. That would mean that my family's financial conditions would be poor, and I would not be able to afford the huge cost of treatment for my two children. So my father cried all night and decided to give up on one of them.

So I was the lucky one to have just been born and I survived stepping on my brother's corpse.

My family belongs to the pioneers of the reform and opening up policy, and I was born in the same year. My father moved his family to S City in the south, which is one of the first four special economic zones in the country. So, I grew up here and watched the city go from farmland to skyscrapers.

My parents are honest warehouse workers, others bully them, they will never fight back, and my father doesn't even dare to offend an aunt who sells vegetables. I don't know if personality can also be inherited, anyway, like them, I have been bullied a lot since I was a child, and I have to be beaten when I am unlucky. And I can't fight back, I can't scold back, I'm a natural soft bone.

In the warehouse explosion that shocked the nation that year, my dad had two fingers and an ear cut off from shards of glass from the blast wave. And I stepped into the middle school hall in the rubble of the explosion.

God testifies that I was a good person at that time, going to class when I should have gone to class and coming home when I should have finished school, with my grades above average and my appearance not bad.

Sweet potatoes and tractors in the same class are my two good brothers, in fact, we came together because of the same disease. In our class, they were bullied just as often as I was. Like gathers like, and naturally we become brothers.

Sweet potato's name is Pan Zhusheng, he is thin and small, he is still a four-eyed field chicken, and he is a person who lies down before his fist hits his body. If you had said that he would have become a great man in the future, you would not have believed Jesus. However, this guy is very smart, he can always mix in the top ten during exams, although he looks like a chopstick, but the teachers like him very much, and he is also a representative of the bird family in the class.

The tractor's real name is Chang Yuanqiang, and he feels very diao when he hears the name, and he also feels very diao when he first sees him. But under his tall and mighty body grew a weak heart, a glass heart that could not withstand any wind and waves. Others blackmailed him, and before he could even start talking, he just put on a fierce appearance, and his money would automatically appear in that person's hands.

The three of us soft birds can be said to have no material at all, but we are very righteous. Once there is an incident, the three of them will stand together, and no one will fall when they are beaten. So, Sweet Potato named our little organization the Iron Wall Trio, saying that it was going to be beaten like a wall, and he seemed to forget that he was always the first to lie down every time.

And the biggest rival of our Iron Wall trio is a from the same grade, whose real name is He Gui. Because his brother is messing around outside, he is arrogant and lawless. At first, the tractor was forced by him to pay the protection fee on time every month, and then Sweet Potato and I were no exception.

Even if he pays the protection money, he often beats people at every turn, and he doesn't like what he says a sentence or two, and kicks him over. Sometimes it's not okay to wipe your tears after being beaten, he actually said that you are not a man, and then came over and beat him up, what kind of logic is this?

However, our three soft birds can only dare to be angry and dare not speak, and they tremble every day to survive under his obscenity. It was quite painful at first, but after a long time, I slowly got used to it.

And the long days of soft eggs made me later conclude a truth, when a person's bones are soft, he is really soft. Because from the very beginning, when we were being bullied, we never thought to rise up and resist. Sometimes I saw a coming from afar and turned around and took a detour, and all I could do every day was pray that I would never touch him. But there was never an attempt to change that.

A person living in this state needs a spiritual pillar very much, and we Iron Wall Trio certainly have our own spiritual pillar. Sweet potato likes to play cassette games, so to speak, cassette games are his spiritual pillar, he will always save enough money every time the vendor buys a new product and then buy it as soon as possible.

Although Traktor also likes to play cassette games, he is more of a comic book fan. Stacks of comics at home. What's even more amazing is that this goods, who had no money to buy books, once ran to the small bookstore next to the school to steal books. That time, he was caught red-handed by the bookstore owner and sued the school, and he was criticized by name at the school assembly on Monday. It stands to reason that this face is lost at home, but this product doesn't care, and the next day I go to the bookstore to read comics as usual, and this spirit is admired even by the owner of the bookstore.

And I'm not as complicated as the two of them, my spiritual pillar is very simple, just a person, a girl.

She was a girl in the same class as me, and I had a crush on her from the first day I met her. More than once fantasized about talking to her, falling in love, holding hands and even kissing her mouth. In fact, I didn't even have the courage to try the first step, and I didn't even know her name for the rest of the semester.

Every morning when I came to the school gate, I would slow down and wait for a red car to come from a distance. She would step out of that car, her white uniform would be printed with sunlight and appear in my field of vision along with her beautiful face.

This scene has appeared in my dreams more than once, but it is very different from reality, in which she will become a beautiful and pure angel in the sun, and her school uniform will become a white dress.

At this point, she would walk slowly towards me, then look at me tenderly with her beautiful eyes, and then caress my cheek with her baby-white and smooth arms. I would stare at her until she smiled playfully, and then imprinted my cute little mouth on my face while I wasn't paying attention.

Dreams are beautiful, reality is cruel. Every time the cruel morning after this sweet dream, I get up from bed in a panic and sneak to the bathroom to wash my underwear.

Later, I learned her name.

It was in a grade exchange class where our class was in class with theirs, and the teacher called her name and asked her to answer the questions.

So, I remembered those three words forever.

Lee Yeon-a

It was on that day that these three words were destined to stay with me for the rest of my life.

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