After school, because she wanted to save her family's electricity bill, Wen Wen read the new textbook at school and previewed it.

Although it's a freshman, there are military training, clubs and other things, and there are no classes for the time being, but the girls who are used to learning don't want to go out to play and waste time.

On the other hand, if she has a room to live in, she doesn't have to pay a lot of accommodation fees for her, and she has no roommates, and then, there are no people close to her, how can she go out to play?

Alone? That's a little sad, isn't it......

University is even more boring than she imagined, teachers are not like before, they are teachers who can be trusted, they have a lot of students, and they don't just care about a certain or even a specific group of people; The classmates are not the same as before, after three years, everyone is too familiar to know each other, on the contrary, no matter how long they get along, it seems to be a stranger.

Of course, it's not one person's reason, it's not Wen Wen's reason, it's everyone's way. Everyone has grown up and has their own thoughts, how can they get together to play stupidly like a group of simple children?

Here, there are all kinds of students, who are as depressed as her, who seem to be better than her, and who are even better than her.

For example, that Nangong Qian, the eldest lady, is beautiful, the family is rich, and her sister is still a big figure in the school, as soon as she arrived at the school, she was surrounded by a lot of dazzling halos.

Her kind of existence, the people who will or want to be friends with her, are too many to count, but ordinary people, it is estimated that the eldest lady can't look down on her.

Anyway, a quiet girl in the literature department like Wen Wen can't find a good friend at all.

So, a few days after the start of school, she didn't even have someone to talk to.

But, it doesn't matter, anyway, that's how the girl came from a young age.

……

Ah, it's getting late, we need to go back quickly.

Wen Wen was a little worried, after all, she was a girl, she came home late, and there were still many dangers on the remote road.

Fortunately, the city is different, there is a police booth after a while, the security is much better than in the countryside, and the street lights are brighter than the lights in her hometown, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

After a while, I arrived home safely.

"Hey, why does it smell of alcohol?"

The girl's nose twitched, and some doubts jumped in her heart.

In order to find out the truth of the matter, she pressed the button of the indoor light, and when the room was lit up, she found her cousin lying on the ground drunk.

"Uncle?"

The girl, who was worried that he had caught a cold, screamed and tried to see if she could wake him up.

"Oh, you're back."

The middle-aged man with a pale face slowly sat up from the ground after being awakened, and it seemed that he had just slept with drunkenness, and now he was much more awake.

"You've eaten in the cafeteria, if you're okay, just wash up and go to sleep, and leave me alone."

So far, everything is normal, so, in fact, it is a girl who has something to do, and she opened her mouth prettyly, "That...... Uncle, I want to get a library card, pay a deposit, and get it back later......"

Before she could finish speaking, she saw her cousin's face become more and more difficult to look at.

"Money, money, money!"

"You stinky, eat me, use me, I pay the tuition fee, and now you are still talking to me about money?!"

Eh, uncle, you're drunk, and you're starting to talk nonsense.

"I'll let you talk about money!"

As if he was not feeling good enough to speak, he casually smashed a wine bottle on the girl's ankle.

"Boom!" With a bang, Wen Wen couldn't stand still and fell to the ground all of a sudden.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you, uncle?!"

Wen Wen was a little confused, covering her wounds, enduring the pain, and shouted loudly.

But the middle-aged man who suddenly became extremely strange to the girl, did not answer, did not relent, and began to beat her with a head and face, beating her to the point that her nose was blue and her face was swollen - no wonder, how could he be so stupid?

If the beating is so serious, it is not good to be seen and discussed, and finally attract the police.

Thinking of this, he always attacked the girl's stomach, thighs and other places, so that no matter how hard he hit, no one could see the wound under his clothes.

In this way, the innocent Wen Wen was beaten hard, just because of her own words, a sentence that she hadn't finished yet.

Afterwards, a middle-aged man, who didn't know where he received the grievances - probably the abuse from his boss at work, maybe it came from life and the contempt of others - in short, he was relieved.

He warned the girl not to tell anyone about it, especially her parents. Otherwise, he will take back all the "money and service", and the punishment will be a small prison sentence at best.

Seriously, it hurts, and the girl in pain is lying on the ground screaming, moaning constantly.

But she didn't cry, because she remembered her father's self-reproachful self-slap when she was a child. At that time, when she cried, her parents would be even more distressed; Now, she is crying, and no one will feel distressed, only in exchange for two slaps - hitting her.

To tell the truth, it hurts, and she wants to run out of the door immediately, find the police booth, tell the police everything that has just happened, and then arrest this hateful relative and eat a few days in prison.

But, what about after that?

She's not a clever girl, she's just a nerd, and her fantasy of part-time work and study is destined to be just a fantasy.

After that, she was helpless, unable to go to school properly, maybe she had to go back and find someone to marry, and since then she left her mother's house, leaving her parents to depend on each other, and went to the man's house to have children and live a sow-like life.

She didn't want to do this, so, it really hurt, but she had to endure it.

If you get through this hurdle, it will be fine......

In the big city, there are too many helpless people like her, how can she go home crying because of a little "little pain"?

Patience is the best way.

However, things are far from being as simple as she thinks. Since that time, whenever I am in a bad mood - losing money in gambling, getting drunk, not going well at work, being ridiculed twice - the middle-aged uncle who is only willing to go out will go home and use the girl as a punching bag.

For the first time, Wen Wen endured it;

The second time, she had the first experience and became a little more resistant to beating;

Third ......

Fourth ......

Slowly, it became numb.

After a long time, she finally saw through the so-called "cousin": just a villain who bullies the soft and is afraid of the hard.

At the same time, the girl also saw that she was angry with her for his money—to each according to his needs, right?

Now, if it's not too much, let's bear with it for the time being.

So the girl decided.

It is worth mentioning that one day, in order to get a library card, she sold her long hair to a hair-cutting dealer who roamed the street.

The dealer is also a middle-aged uncle, but he is much more amiable than the one in her family, and he praises her for her good hair quality and value.

In the end, not only did he give a high price of 1,000 yuan, but he also deliberately cut a popular and cute pear blossom head for her.

"Ah, the hair that I have loved since I was a child has finally reflected its due value~"

"And, sure enough, there are still a lot of good people!"

Girl, I'm happy to die.

But when she went to the school to apply for a certificate in a hurry, the money detector "Didi" called the police. I swiped all ten of them, and they were all fake.

Those fake money, crumpled and crumpled, seem to have been used countless times and passed through the hands of countless people, and it looks more like real money than real money.

Alas, it's a fake.

Since then, Wen Wen has suffered from androphobia.