I admit that I am a vain woman.
I admit that I am a woman who cannot do without money.
I know you despise me, but did I commit a crime?
Why can't I pursue what I want?
I have never been open-minded and never concealed my desires. Compared with those hypocritical people, I appreciate my true self more.
Childhood has always been my nightmare.
When I was young, I was so fond of playing in the amusement park, I never expected that I would be lost with my family because of this.
When people look back, there are people coming and going, but there are no parents.
I ran to find them and cried, and people's cold faces were imprinted in my heart since then.
It was then that I realized that people don’t just have smiles and kind faces.
The only thing I'm lucky is that what I'm not meeting with vicious human traffickers, but social workers in orphanages.
They gave me three hours of warmth and then left me in the orphanage.
There are children like me there, and some of them have never seen their families since I can remember. We are all forgotten corners of the world.
Sometimes I would rather be like them, remember nothing, remember that warm home, remember my parents who dote on me, and remember the pink and warm bedroom...
Not only do I have to adapt to such a huge contrast, but I also have to face those children who have been in an orphanage for a long time. Some of them are not even older than me, but they are old-fashioned and domineering to me, but they are numerous and powerful, so what can I do?
Since then, I have learned to intrigue, to please, to have no free lunch in the world, and to use some means to get what I want.
I am getting further and further away from the morning dew in the past.By the way, who would still remember that I once called Chenlu?No one in the orphanage will care, neither will those social workers who give me food, nor will those orphans who oppress me.
Torment, or torment.That period made me realize this word so personally for the first time.For a ten-year-old, it's too incredible and cruel, isn't it?
Later, a family adopted me kindly.
At that time, I had completely given up on my parents and would find my hope, and wait happily for someone to pick me up from this hellish orphanage and start a new life.
As long as I can escape from here and let me do anything well, I will definitely be a good boy and I will definitely not let them down on their good deeds to me.
However, I was still naive.It was a place that was more tormented than hell.Because, what I have to face there is no longer a little ghost, but a king of hell.
Yes, it exists like the King of Hell.
My adoptive parents can decide whether I go to school or not, what I should do, or even decide whether I can eat.
In front of me, they have absolute authority and status, and I can only obey my words, and I don’t even have the right to choose except to die.
But I don't dare to die, and I don't want to die either.
At least, I want to take revenge on the demon who was raging on me, and I want to take revenge on the adoptive mother who watched him bully me without any hesitation.
To me, that so-called intimate physical relationship is humiliating, disgusting, and painful.
But I don’t have the right to refuse. I want to eat, I have to pay the tuition, and I want to survive.
As the price of life, I can only succumb to my adoptive father’s crotch.
They lost my name, and from then on I was called Fang Xiyuan, taking my father's surname.
This is indeed a new life, a life where I declared a complete farewell to the simple life before.
Kindergarten allows me to learn to deal with my peers, and relying on others allows me to learn to deal with higher-level people.
My first revenge was of course my adoptive mother.
Since I can't defeat him head-on, I will destroy this beast couple bit by bit. Who said that sparks cannot set off a prairie fire?
I began to alienate them, and I began to seduce my adoptive father openly, and collude with him in vain and in love with him.
Everything went smoothly. I kicked my adoptive mother away and got into the university I liked.
As for his adoptive father, he thought he was so majestic. In fact, excessive aphrodisiacs and fake tonics had already hollowed out his body.
Just when I thought that the human heart was completely in my palm and I could easily play with anyone, I met him.
I admit that I am a woman who cannot do without money.
I know you despise me, but did I commit a crime?
Why can't I pursue what I want?
I have never been open-minded and never concealed my desires. Compared with those hypocritical people, I appreciate my true self more.
Childhood has always been my nightmare.
When I was young, I was so fond of playing in the amusement park, I never expected that I would be lost with my family because of this.
When people look back, there are people coming and going, but there are no parents.
I ran to find them and cried, and people's cold faces were imprinted in my heart since then.
It was then that I realized that people don’t just have smiles and kind faces.
The only thing I'm lucky is that what I'm not meeting with vicious human traffickers, but social workers in orphanages.
They gave me three hours of warmth and then left me in the orphanage.
There are children like me there, and some of them have never seen their families since I can remember. We are all forgotten corners of the world.
Sometimes I would rather be like them, remember nothing, remember that warm home, remember my parents who dote on me, and remember the pink and warm bedroom...
Not only do I have to adapt to such a huge contrast, but I also have to face those children who have been in an orphanage for a long time. Some of them are not even older than me, but they are old-fashioned and domineering to me, but they are numerous and powerful, so what can I do?
Since then, I have learned to intrigue, to please, to have no free lunch in the world, and to use some means to get what I want.
I am getting further and further away from the morning dew in the past.By the way, who would still remember that I once called Chenlu?No one in the orphanage will care, neither will those social workers who give me food, nor will those orphans who oppress me.
Torment, or torment.That period made me realize this word so personally for the first time.For a ten-year-old, it's too incredible and cruel, isn't it?
Later, a family adopted me kindly.
At that time, I had completely given up on my parents and would find my hope, and wait happily for someone to pick me up from this hellish orphanage and start a new life.
As long as I can escape from here and let me do anything well, I will definitely be a good boy and I will definitely not let them down on their good deeds to me.
However, I was still naive.It was a place that was more tormented than hell.Because, what I have to face there is no longer a little ghost, but a king of hell.
Yes, it exists like the King of Hell.
My adoptive parents can decide whether I go to school or not, what I should do, or even decide whether I can eat.
In front of me, they have absolute authority and status, and I can only obey my words, and I don’t even have the right to choose except to die.
But I don't dare to die, and I don't want to die either.
At least, I want to take revenge on the demon who was raging on me, and I want to take revenge on the adoptive mother who watched him bully me without any hesitation.
To me, that so-called intimate physical relationship is humiliating, disgusting, and painful.
But I don’t have the right to refuse. I want to eat, I have to pay the tuition, and I want to survive.
As the price of life, I can only succumb to my adoptive father’s crotch.
They lost my name, and from then on I was called Fang Xiyuan, taking my father's surname.
This is indeed a new life, a life where I declared a complete farewell to the simple life before.
Kindergarten allows me to learn to deal with my peers, and relying on others allows me to learn to deal with higher-level people.
My first revenge was of course my adoptive mother.
Since I can't defeat him head-on, I will destroy this beast couple bit by bit. Who said that sparks cannot set off a prairie fire?
I began to alienate them, and I began to seduce my adoptive father openly, and collude with him in vain and in love with him.
Everything went smoothly. I kicked my adoptive mother away and got into the university I liked.
As for his adoptive father, he thought he was so majestic. In fact, excessive aphrodisiacs and fake tonics had already hollowed out his body.
Just when I thought that the human heart was completely in my palm and I could easily play with anyone, I met him.
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