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What we never expected was to find someone who knew Angel at the Flower Pavilion. Just to be safe, we showed this Young Man a photo of Angel, and he immediately confirmed that it was indeed her. We finally felt relieved, but we were also puzzled by what this Young Man had said.
He claimed that he and Angel were from the same village, and that Angel often sent him money to pass on to her parents. This raised a question: why wouldn’t Angel deliver the money to her parents herself, or simply transfer it directly to them?
I could vaguely sense that this might be related to Angel's status as a young lady. After listening to the story from this young man, everyone fell silent. I had always known that everyone has their own life and their own struggles, but often, despite having various tragic experiences, most people do not commit crimes.
Tragedy has never been an excuse for crime, nor has it ever justified harming others.
The Young Man shared with us a story.
It took place in a small village that, while not far from the city, existed in a completely different world. In this village, no college student had emerged in a hundred years; there was only a Junior High School. To attend high school, one had to go to the city. The village's slogan read: "Sharpening the knife does not delay the woodcutter; finish high school before working." From these details, we could see how backward this little village was.
The most educated person in the village was someone who dropped out in their third year of high school. The villagers never imagined that one day someone would attend college. The boys thought about finding work after graduating from Junior High School, while the girls dreamed of marrying a good man after finishing Junior High School.
This was how things were ten years ago in the rural areas of Tianlan City. In a school where each grade had only one class, there was a girl who stood out from everyone else. Unlike other girls who merely passed time in class and wanted to finish their nine years of compulsory education as if completing a tedious task, this girl was different.
She didn’t engage in gossip about who was handsome or who was dating whom; she didn’t talk about which girl got pregnant and which boy ran away. Instead, she focused on her studies and ranked first in her second year of junior high. Her academic performance set her apart from others. This was supposed to be a motivational story template where she would eventually get into Key High School through hard work, then go on to university and become the first college student from her village, completely changing her fate.
But sometimes fate enjoys playing tricks on people; it is unpredictable. Sometimes being different can feel like an original sin—something you cannot escape simply because you are not like everyone else. This girl faced such challenges; because of her excellent grades and her refusal to engage in idle chatter with other girls about trivial matters, she was seen by them as pretentious—a Bitch.
This pathological mindset stemmed from a pessimistic view of their own lives. These girls knew what their futures would look like but did not want to strive for anything better; they accepted their fates as worthless lives without any ambition. They had all compromised with destiny, yet they could not tolerate someone who refused to do so.
These individuals used poverty and their backgrounds as excuses for their lack of ambition but felt compelled to drag others down with them. However, that unconventional girl never compromised with her fate, which made others uncomfortable. They thought: We are all living worthless lives; we all come from similar backgrounds—why should you work so hard? Why do you have the chance to break free from this fate when we have none?
So, we must destroy you! This was the true thought of those girls. In this world, sometimes it is far darker than we can see. Just like when a teacher might say to you, "Why do they only target you and not others? There must be something wrong with you." For instance, when a woman suffers from rape, there will always be someone saying, "Why did the criminal only choose you? It must be because of how you dressed; it must be your fault."
To put it bluntly, those who speak such words are either foolish or truly harboring malicious thoughts. When something goes wrong, instead of blaming and investigating the killer, they turn their attention to the victim. In reality, evil is evil, and it has nothing to do with the victim. Human nature is inherently flawed; these people have no justification! They simply want to do harm; they want to ruin you.
Thus, these girls began to spread various rumors about this girl, claiming she was a bitch who had slept with many people, that she was a hypocrite pretending to be pure while being promiscuous in bed. Such blatant insults were common even now, but ten years ago in a small village, no one cared.
However, this girl remained unfazed because she knew that in order to change her fate and escape the village, her only path was to get into high school and then university. But the other girls escalated their bullying. They started hiding her books and would secretly pour urine into her drinking cup while she was in the restroom.
This girl had once spoken to a teacher about it, but it was futile. The saying "three people make a tiger" rang true; with so many voices against her, the teacher deeply ingrained the idea that if so many were bullying her instead of others, it must be tolerated. Yes, teaching is such a noble profession, yet this girl's homeroom teacher only wanted to earn a living. He knew that the students in his class would ultimately end up at the bottom of society; why should he bother teaching them?
What he didn’t realize was that his indifference allowed the bullying to intensify. I have never hesitated to assume the worst about people, regardless of whether they are adults or how harmless they may appear in front of parents and teachers.
From that point on, this girl frequently encountered such incidents. Whenever she wanted to use a pen, she would find it missing; when she wanted to read a book, it would be gone. The bench she sat on would mysteriously lose legs until it had only two or even one left. When she fell because of this, everyone began to laugh at her.
She didn’t understand what she had done wrong or why these people targeted her so relentlessly. Sometimes being different from us becomes a motive for attack; we are all stuck in the mud—why can you climb out? No one can escape this mire; we are unconditionally determined to ruin you. In this regard, everyone was strangely in sync.
The girl told her family about what was happening, but they remained indifferent. They had never planned for their daughter to continue schooling; they had a son who needed an education as well. Even though her brother's academic performance was terrible and he had no hope of getting into high school, their parents still intended to reserve the best educational resources for him.
Her parents said, "If you're so unpopular at school, just stop studying and save some money for your brother." The girl no longer dared to bring up the issue with her parents because she knew that if she caused too much trouble, they might take away her right to an education.
When she informed her teacher about her situation, he simply ignored her. Although she was the top student in the school, the teacher never acknowledged her presence. After all, who wanted to deal with your problems? Why did others never have issues while you clung to him with questions after class? He had his own games to attend.
No one could help this girl; she realized that studying was all she had left. She once read in a book that university life was wonderful and that every other place in the world would be hundreds of times better than this mountain village. She longed to escape.
But things didn't stop at this stage, no one helped the girl, and the rest got worse. He even started to openly take off the girl's clothes, and then showed them to the boys in the class. Girls were weak and had no one to help them, so they were no match for these people. From then on, the girl's clothes were always in tatters. When her parents and teachers saw her, they all said that the girl was immoral. The boys also joined the ranks. They touched the girl's soft body wantonly, insulted the girl wantonly, and trampled on the girl's soul. This girl is treated like this every day and is used as an outlet for her powerlessness to control her own destiny. Once, the most extreme thing happened, and it was this incident that made the girl give up her studies completely. It was a winter night. After school, these people plucked the girl naked as usual. Someone was creative and tied the girl naked to a Flagpole on the playground, in the cold winter that was almost below zero. The girl was naked and tied to the Flagpole. Then, they stuffed a wooden stick into the girl's lower body, and a large amount of blood suddenly flowed out from the girl's lower body after her virginity was broken. A boy said: "She's still a chick? Didn't you say she slept with many men?" A girl said: "She must not be a virgin. It's just bleeding. I still bleed every month!" Everyone laughed and laughed. Walked away, leaving behind the naked girl who was tied to Flagpole and whose tears had dried up. We cannot infer what this girl is thinking at this moment, nor do we know what decision she made at this moment. Later, the girl dropped out of school and never attended classes again. As for the incident of being insulted by the whole class, as the saying goes, the teacher and all the parents concealed it. As if nothing had happened, they continued to live their lives and live their own lives, but they never thought that they had ruined someone's life. [LOL non-professional players earn tens of millions per year, and are supported by rich families living together, the secret is revealed! ] In the middle of the night, a man and four women were in the same room, making strange noises... <div style="text-aliger;margin-bottom:30px"><a id="pb_shouye" .akxs6.odules article="" addbookcase.php?bid="5186&cid=3454453""> 《</a id="pb_shouye" .akxs6.odules></div style="text-aliger;margin-bottom:30px">
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