To you, who blossoms like a flower at 18. 1: Chapter 1
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To you, who blossoms like a flower at 18.

Author : Danzong
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Ever since Mom died in a car accident, 0
 
My brother has been telling everyone that I am the most despicable woman. 0
 
 
Just a week ago, he swore to protect me for a lifetime. 0
 
My brother's girlfriend broke all the fingers on my right hand to stop me from taking the college entrance examination. 0
 
 
But what makes me most desperate is the cause of Mom's death, which is related to my brother. 0
 
I can't understand why, when our family had been living happily for ten years! 0
 
 
"Quick, look, Yu Zhiyao actually showed up for class today." 0
 
 
"Do you think she has no self-respect? She caused such a scene yesterday, and she still has the nerve to show up today." 0
"When being a 'bz', of course you have to be mentally strong. It's not something we can learn." 0
 
It's hard for me to pretend not to hear. My classmates' voices are really loud, and no one cares about my feelings. 0
 
 
Last week, my brother Xia Jingshen announced in front of the whole class that he was cutting ties with me, and loudly declared that I am a jinx, bringing bad luck to anyone associated with me. 0
 
 
He stood passionately on the platform and said how he would kill Mom. 0
 
But just a week ago, he swore to protect me for a lifetime. 0
 
 
At first, he was the one protecting me, but now he's the one pushing me into the abyss. 0
 
This week, I have personally experienced the terror of campus bullying, and the ringleader is An Jiaojiao, who is my brother's girlfriend. 0
 
 
Half a month ago, she was not my brother's girlfriend. 0
 
In front of me, she still acted submissive and deferential to my brother. 0
 
 
I put on my headphones and turned up the volume, trying to ignore their words. 0
 
"I heard that she used to be a famous socialite in Jiangzhou. She only came back to our small county after giving birth to Yu Zhiyao. You know what I mean by socialite, right?" 0
 
 
"I can't believe how extravagant you are with your spending, no wonder..." 0
 
"What did you say! Have the guts to say it again!" 0
 
 
I yanked off my headphones and roared, the sound echoing in every corner of the classroom. 0
 
"What? Are they wrong in what they said?" An Jiaojiao crossed her arms, her expression full of provocation. 0
 
 
I looked at An Jiaojiao next to Xia Jingshen, with a cold and indifferent expression, as if the person they were talking about had nothing to do with him. 0
 
My mother, who raised and cared for him for 10 years, how could she be so indifferent. 0
 
 
Last month today, our whole family celebrated Xia Jingshen's 18th birthday. 0
 
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to my handsome son!" 0
 
 
"Thank you Mom, your son will always love you!" 0
 
On this day last month, Mom spent a lot of money to buy a double-layer chocolate cake for Xia Jingshen's birthday. 0
 
 
That's something I've been pestering Mom for 17 years and she still hasn't been willing to buy it for me. 0
 
For the past ten years, Mom has always given Xia Jingshen the best, a level of goodness that even her own daughter can't obtain. 0
 
 
"Thank you Dad, Mom, and also thank you to my little sister. I am grateful to you for giving me a happy family." 0
 
"I still remember the look on Xia Jingshen's face when he said this sentence. Now thinking about it, I feel really disgusted." 0
 
 
A week ago, I was still immersed in the ocean of happiness, with love for my mother, acceptance of my stepfather, and unconditional pampering from my older brother. 0
 
Especially my brother, although we are not related by blood, his kindness to me is no different from that of a real sibling. 0
 
 
The bell for lunchtime had just rung, and An Jiaojiao immediately ordered everyone to get out of the classroom. 0
 
I knew what she was up to. This was the third time this week, especially after I had defied her this morning... 0
 
 
"Let go! Do you believe I'll tell the head teacher?" 0
 
"You can tell, but have you forgotten that Dean of Students is my uncle, and the head teacher is my uncle's lackey? I advise you not to waste your efforts, or I won't let you off the hook." 0
 
 
Yes, An Jiaojiao is right. In our backward mountain village and small county town, relationships are everything. This is also why she dares to bully me so brazenly at school. 0
 
 
I took a 2-hour nap, but I was tormented for 1 and a half hours. 0
 
There are countless bruises on my face and body, and the scars on my arms have been torn open again. 0
 
 
The homeroom teacher saw all this, as did my classmates, and even my brother who shares the same household registration as me. But not a single person spoke up for me. 0
 
 
An Jiaojiao I had to stop only when I was hungry, otherwise, my situation would only get worse. 0
 
I didn't have time to eat, nor did I have money to eat, so I could only cover my wound and go to the bathroom to drink a few big mouthfuls of cold water. 0
 
 
When the afternoon class bell rang, Xia Jingshen and I, covered in blood, locked eyes. 0
 
This time, he wasn't indifferent. Instead, he walked up to me and handed me a piece of paper as if bestowing a gift: "Quickly wipe it off, don't lose my person." 0
 
 
"Xia Jingshen, why? I'm your sister!" 0
 
 
 
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