She thought she was frightened, she pushed the people away, she ran as fast as she could, and the reporters chased her and chased her all the way.

Until they crossed the road, a truck hit them.

She was not seriously injured and only stayed in the hospital for half a month, but at that time, there were still people blocking the downstairs of the hospital waiting to get first-hand news.

The doctors and nurses at the hospital took pity on her, and she trembled even more.

Half a month later, she was discharged from the hospital, and the moment she stepped out of the hospital gate, she was interviewed again. This time, she was escorted by bodyguards, and she hurried into the car, where the men banged on the windows and asked what she thought of her parents.

After she was discharged from the hospital, she didn't see anyone, she locked herself in the house.

She even closed the curtains.

In the past, this would have given her a little peace of mind, but this time, she could no longer feel at ease, and she no longer had any sense of security.

She was probably sick.

There was no one in the room, but she seemed to be able to hear the voices.

This child is poor, her parents are perverted, she is a little pervert born of perverts, her parents play with people's feelings, how many boyfriends, girlfriends, mistresses, mistresses her parents have.

How her parents were.

The voices drilled into her head.

She covered her ears and shouted frantically, not wanting to listen. She shouted angrily, shut up the voices! Shut up!

But the magic still pierces the ears.

She curled herself up in a ball, in a small closed space, she tried to find the strength to be stable, but even if there was no one around, she still seemed to be the center of attention, she seemed to be watched by countless people.

She became very nervous.

Later, her grandfather found out about her psychological problems, but it was too late.

She just wants to be blind and deaf all day long, and she doesn't dare to look at anything, not even the buildings, shops, and streets near her house.

She didn't dare to look at anyone, she didn't dare to listen to any voice, she was all soldiers.

After that, her grandfather sent her abroad.

The white people in the West are different from the local yellow people, changing countries, different cities, different races, exotic customs, and even different architectural styles.

It seemed like a new and strange world to her.

At first, she still didn't dare to go out, afraid that as soon as she stepped out of the room, she would be stared at by countless people.

But with the deepening of psychotherapy, her mentality gradually stabilized.

She thought she had gotten better, and she thought she was back to being a normal person.

She repeatedly practiced pulling the stiff nerves of her face, from a stiff smile, a fake smile, to a normal smile, a smile that looked genuine.

But no one could know what was going on in her heart.

It wasn't until she was an adolescent that she met someone who she thought was good-looking, and it just so happened that the other person was pursuing her. She tried to date, and at first she really liked each other's looks, but it didn't take long for her to get tired of it.

She was not interested, and she proposed to break up.

The other party accused her, and the other party's friends also scolded her, saying that she played with people's emotions.

She suddenly realized something.

Genetic inheritance is a very mysterious thing.

She has the blood of her parents in her bones, there are no good people on either side of her parents, they don't know how to start from the beginning, so as their daughter, she is actually a rotten person herself.

It didn't get any better.

She's a scumbag, a rotten person!

She's beautiful, she's academically excellent, and she's never had a shortage of suitors around her.

But she hasn't taken any of them since then.

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