Ever since Mom died in a car accident,
My brother has been telling everyone that I am the most despicable woman.
Just a week ago, he swore to protect me for a lifetime.
My brother's girlfriend broke all the fingers on my right hand to stop me from taking the college entrance examination.
But what makes me most desperate is the cause of Mom's death, which is related to my brother.
I can't understand why, when our family had been living happily for ten years!
"Quick, look, Yu Zhiyao actually showed up for class today."
"Do you think she has no self-respect? She caused such a scene yesterday, and she still has the nerve to show up today."
"When being a 'bz', of course you have to be mentally strong. It's not something we can learn."
It's hard for me to pretend not to hear. My classmates' voices are really loud, and no one cares about my feelings.
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.
He stood passionately on the platform and said how he would kill Mom.
But just a week ago, he swore to protect me for a lifetime.
At first, he was the one protecting me, but now he's the one pushing me into the abyss.
This week, I have personally experienced the terror of campus bullying, and the ringleader is An Jiaojiao, who is my brother's girlfriend.
Half a month ago, she was not my brother's girlfriend.
In front of me, she still acted submissive and deferential to my brother.
I put on my headphones and turned up the volume, trying to ignore their words.
"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?"
"I can't believe how extravagant you are with your spending, no wonder..."
"What did you say! Have the guts to say it again!"
I yanked off my headphones and roared, the sound echoing in every corner of the classroom.
"What? Are they wrong in what they said?" An Jiaojiao crossed her arms, her expression full of provocation.
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.
My mother, who raised and cared for him for 10 years, how could she be so indifferent.
Last month today, our whole family celebrated Xia Jingshen's 18th birthday.
"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to my handsome son!"
"Thank you Mom, your son will always love you!"
On this day last month, Mom spent a lot of money to buy a double-layer chocolate cake for Xia Jingshen's birthday.
That's something I've been pestering Mom for 17 years and she still hasn't been willing to buy it for me.
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.
"Thank you Dad, Mom, and also thank you to my little sister. I am grateful to you for giving me a happy family."
"I still remember the look on Xia Jingshen's face when he said this sentence. Now thinking about it, I feel really disgusted."
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.
Especially my brother, although we are not related by blood, his kindness to me is no different from that of a real sibling.
The bell for lunchtime had just rung, and An Jiaojiao immediately ordered everyone to get out of the classroom.
I knew what she was up to. This was the third time this week, especially after I had defied her this morning...
"Let go! Do you believe I'll tell the head teacher?"
"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."
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.
I took a 2-hour nap, but I was tormented for 1 and a half hours.
There are countless bruises on my face and body, and the scars on my arms have been torn open again.
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.
An Jiaojiao I had to stop only when I was hungry, otherwise, my situation would only get worse.
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.
When the afternoon class bell rang, Xia Jingshen and I, covered in blood, locked eyes.
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."
"Xia Jingshen, why? I'm your sister!"
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