The summer cicadas are still chirping, and there is an unstable heat flow floating in the air. Yun Bangqing stood on the edge of the balcony and looked into the distance, only to see the magnificent sunset climbing up the mountain, dyeing the sky red, so beautiful and picturesque, like a dream, so that she had been immersed in a nightmare for a long time in a trance.

The misfortune of the previous life is like a dream shrouded in darkness, depressed and in the heart, and after waking up from the dream, the sun is shining, and everything begins again.

"Dingdong----Dingdong-----Dingdong--"

The crisp sound of the phone in your pocket broke the silence of dusk.

Yun Bangqing picked up the pink old man's machine, stared at the shiny screen, and hooked her lips.

【 Yun Rushi: He Family Brother and Sister Birthday Party, 7:00 p.m., Time Bar--Box 2011】

【Cloud Like Poetry:-201】

【Cloud Like Poetry:1】

201？2011？

Yun Wanqing turned off her mobile phone unhurriedly, her eyes full of meaning.

In the last life, she went to the 2011 box.

Not only because of Yun Rushi's unclear wordplay, but also on the road......

A (excitedly shouting): Senior He had a birthday party in the 2011 private room, have you heard of it?

B (excited): Aren't you talking nonsense?

A: That Pei Shao?

B: Which one else?!Isn't it just the second young man of the Pei family......

A: Pei Mingxuan!?Wow, if you can glance at the handsome face of the male god, you will have no regrets in this life......

B: Hehehe~~ I know the He family...... Younger sister......

A: 2011... Okay... This is ......

B: No...... Disorderly...... OK...... Shine...

The two of them spoke quieter and quieter, faintly hearing what 2011 what Pei Ershao was......

It doesn't matter if you admire the male god, and it doesn't matter if you gossip and gossip, but the mystery of this content is worth pondering.

This anonymous Xiao Ai and Xiao Bi must have been arranged by someone, and Yun Bangqing, who came over, knew very well that ---- 2011 box was a pit!

That was the beginning of her nightmare.

There was no one in the box of 2011, only the fragrance wafting away, and the silence was strange.

In fact, in this extremely weird atmosphere, anyone with a little brain will leave quickly.

However, the facts have proved that the probability of a sheep entering the tiger's mouth and being able to get out is almost 0.

Yun Bangqing is the little sheep with a white brain that is not very useful, even if she realizes the problem, she has long lost the opportunity to leave. Or rather, the person who brought her in didn't plan to let her out!

She was dizzy because of a black velvet rag, the anesthetic kind, and the black shadow that suddenly appeared.

She slept like this.

Until the noisy footsteps and whispers gradually approached, more than half of the people who should have appeared at the birthday party of the He family brothers and sisters came.

She was shoved and woke up in a daze.

What caught my eye was the disgusted, disgusted, shameless, and dirty eyes of that group of people.

"Tsk, it's shameless, dressed like this......"

"Slutty, debauched, disgusting......"

"I don't know how many men I seduced, vixen ......"

"It's best to describe it as a ......."

Listening to the filthy words that she had never seen before, she looked down at the revealing and sexy black gauze lace lingerie on her body, her heart collapsed, and she stammered and explained: "No, it's not, it's ...... I didn't have ......"

Weak justifications are the most useless.

As the saying goes: Explanation is disguise, and disguise is the beginning of sin.

No one listens to the cries of a victim who has been found innocent.

"Hehe, Yun Bangqing, you are still the daughter of the Yun family, just this virtue, you dare to dress like a street girl to seduce my brother, what a good one. As one of the protagonists of the banquet, He Wu'an stood at the head of the group and mocked unceremoniously.

"No, I don't know anything...... It's really ......" Yun Wanqing panicked and could only explain.

"I'm embarrassed to say no, and, I really can't see it, you are the kind of ...... that came out to sell" classmate Song Ranran angrily scolded, and took the mobile phone of "He Wuan's brother" and put it in front of Yun Bangqing.

Yun Bangqing saw the text message on her mobile phone, and the sender was her, and the content of the issue: Brother Wuyang, I am in the 2011 box of time, come and save me.

This is like a jar of cold water poured cold on her heart, she looked at the familiar and unfamiliar classmates in front of her with teary eyes, the explanation seemed to be superfluous, she cried "no" over and over again, in fact, it was just the laughing stock of the abuser.

Song Ranran even snatched the coat that was taken off at some point, threw it on the ground, stepped on it vigorously, and looked at her proudly.

She begged for mercy, but in exchange for the increased humiliation,

Her weakness also became the reason for this bullying.

People who are not used to seeing it left one by one, leaving behind the people who eat melons and the vicious perpetrators.

She was dragged off her chair, terrified.

Song Ranran slapped her unceremoniously and cursed: "The slut doesn't know how many men have slept...... also came to seduce Senior He, how can you ...... Brother Wuyang?"

There are also frivolous rich second generations who hook up with her, and they want to humiliate her: "Tut-tut, the cousin of 10,000 people, the master still doesn't want it, this face barely catches the eye......"

She didn't know how many rolls of her eyes and * she had experienced that night.

She's going crazy.

None of the people present believed her, let alone helped.

Until her mother came, she took away her tears and cried, and her heart had long been gray.

At this point, Yun Bangqing clenched her fists, her narrow peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and a flash of murderous intent suddenly flashed. After looking at the sky and pondering for a while, he turned to enter the house.

She knew that it was Yun Rushi who played word games with her, and it was Yun Rushi who led her to the 2011 private room, and it was the group of so-called good classmates who bullied her, such as Song Ranran, such as He Wuhao, and many others......

But the day after the birthday party, a big event happened.

Large-scale photos of her unbearable and debauched leaked out, appeared in class groups, appeared on pornographic websites, and her reputation was completely stinky.

This matter was done by Xie Tianxin, a person she never dreamed of.

Because Xie Tianxin didn't appear that night.

She suspected that she had hated many people, but she missed Xie Tianxin, the campus goddess known for her gentleness and kindness, her former best friend and sister.

It wasn't until his parents divorced that Xiao San entered the door with a drag oil bottle.

This mistress is her mother's good friend, her favorite Aunt Xie Yingyue, and the oil bottle is her father's illegitimate daughter, that is, Xie Tianxin.

However, she still never doubted Xie Tianxin about this, oh no, she had changed her name to Yun Tianxin at this time.

Later, my mother was in a car accident and needed a sum of money urgently. But she didn't. Dad didn't care about her and cut off her financial resources, and the junior was even more unwilling to help, but Xie Tianxin helped her borrow money.

Xie Tianxin borrowed from a loan shark, in her name.

That's a usury for black-hearted merchants, and the interest rolls in faster than a snowball.

So, she was chased by social personnel every day in the future.

Later, later, a lot happened......

It wasn't until the end, in the cold mental hospital, when she listened to Xie Tianxin's full account of those dirty things, that she realized that there were not so many accidents and bad luck in this world......

But it's too late.

Thinking of this, Yun Bangqing evoked a sneer, and her eyes were already gloomy.

If only the darkness were just a dream.

But it is not a dream, how can the suffering that only those who have experienced it taste and the infinite hatred that derives from it be treated as a dream?

Floating like a dream is nothing more than the useless fantasy of a boring misanthropy.

After all, if you don't dream, the earth will turn the same way.