What’s the most ironic thing you’ve ever experienced?

My mother took me to the hospital for a medical examination on the day of the 300-day oath.

She never spoke to me so softly.

“You sign this consent, and Mom will take care of you, and you’ll be fine.

One.

“No sign!”

I didn’t pick up that piece of paper, I didn’t even look at it, I just stared in my mother’s eyes.

That day, when I was examined, I predicted that it was not a good thing, but it was just a few seconds after my parents and the glamorous attitude.

It’s like they really care about my daughter.

Now it’s in the face, but it’s true. They’ve never only cared about their sons.

“You have to sign. I’m sorry.

My mom looked straight at me.

It’s probably the first time she looks at me like that.

And behind her, my brother was a little scared to look at me on the couch.

But not the joy of being happy, but the joy of not seeing me for a long time and of not meeting again.

And We wrinkled, and lo! he turned his eyes away from it.

“I’m about to take a high test. I’m sorry.

“It doesn’t matter if you’re a girl, if you don’t take a test, if you work early and you pay for your family, your brother finds a suitable kidney…

Mom kept talking.

I saw her eyes covered in red blood.

Since her brother ‘ s condition deteriorated, her mental state has become increasingly unstable.

It takes money to see a doctor.

Dad was too busy to be home, and Mom was taking care of my brother on a part-time basis.

I barely met them.

But the funny thing is, this is my most comfortable time.

“You sign it, Mom will take care of you. You’ll be fine. Really, you believe Mom…”

She’s getting speechless.

“I don’t…”

I was a little impatient to interrupt her.

She looked at me so stubborn, she slapped me.

Chu Chu-chun! What’s the use of raising you! You know how much your brother suffered? I’m sorry.

I was beaten to the side of my head, and my mouth seemed to be torn, and my head sounded a little loud, and my mother couldn’t hear what she said.

I think a little vaguely of a bottle of milk from the shopkeeper downstairs this morning, and she said she grew up today and grew up.

Her voice resonates with that of my mother-in-law.

Ridiculous. The gift of the bar mitzvah is a bottle of milk, a slap, a piece of paper worth a kidney, and a total disappointment.

I licked the blood from my mouth.

“You raised me? That’s a good one. Did you give me money? I went to work in junior high to earn a tuition fee.

“The first thing to do after school is to run to the shop and unload the goods and grind a cocoon on the hand.

“One time I was working late, you locked me up at the door when I came home, and that day I almost died of freezing.

“The next day you called me a shameless bitch and hung out with boys at night. I’m sorry.

For many years I have not been able to speak out about this moment, and suddenly I can’t control my emotions.

“I didn’t live because I had parents! It’s my belief that I can stay away from my parents!

“Do you know how much I’ve been through for my seniors? I’m sorry.

I didn’t give her time to answer, turned around and left, and didn’t want to hear anything from her.

Because she doesn’t understand me, she doesn’t try to understand me. She only loves my brother.

Two.

At first, I didn’t understand why my brother was born when no one picked me up in elementary school, and finally I walked home late in the night with my memory, damp, panting at the door to see the laughs of relatives in the house, and a baby in bed, laughing and laughing.

And I’m like an outsider.

It was the first time I had a cold heart, like snow outside the house.

After that, the baby completely replaced me.

I only met him once from a distance, and after that I had the impression that he was in my arms with his parents.

I don’t think I’m Mom and Dad’s kid anymore. I was thrown out of my room and slept on the couch every night.

All I know is that during the day, my parents won’t let me stay home, so I won’t argue with my brother.

At the same time, Mom was forgotten.

She often forgets to save me lunch.

Because my brother was eating early and I was in school, so when I came home, she was in bed with her brother.

At first, I’d go and ask her if she had any leftovers.

But she slapped me in the face so I wouldn’t fight with my brother.

I don’t understand why this kid, who I can only see every time, is protected like a treasure.

There is no other way, however, to cook on its own and try to get on the bench and turn over the vegetables from the frying pan.

But suddenly my hands were splattered, and I pulled back my hand, and I knocked over the iron pan and made a huge noise.

I’m scared to death.

Two seconds later, the tears of the baby and the gentle voice of the woman were heard.

I jumped off the bench and packed things.

I didn’t pick up the iron pot, and then I got dragged up, and then I threw a slap on my face.

Next, it’s a kick.

I’ve had a hard time looking at my mother with red blood in her eyes.

“I fell asleep with your brother. Will you be quiet? I’m sorry.

My stomach was sore, my wrists and my face were so hot, I gnawed my head on my teeth, and she threw it away like garbage.

I kneeled on my knees and looked at my broken dress and realized something.

I asked her.

“You wanted a boy from the beginning, right? I’m sorry.

Although I know she’s been tormented by that baby all day and night, I know she’s happy.

‘Cause when I was a kid, I cried, and I got her eyes.

But she’s patient, too.

She only showed her brother the most gentle side.

So I had to look forward to the night like a thief so I could steal a baby song from her brother and say good night to myself.

I never took the initiative to seek her care because I hated the way she looked at me and wondered why she had become like that.

Now I finally realize the problem because I’m not a boy.

I don’t know.

She listened to me, and she stopped and fell apart in the fridge, rubbing the temple.

“Everyone wants a boy at first. I’m sorry.

She said she opened the fridge and took out a thermostat, which was covered in the trashed face.

A whole piece stuck together, no sauce, white flowers.

“What your brother ate in the morning doesn’t want to waste. Eat this. She handed me the thermostat without helping me.

“Your uncle’s gonna come and borrow it next month. Don’t cause trouble. I’m sorry.

I looked at the thermostat in my hand.

When she walks into the room, I’ll pour the side of the thermostat into the trash can.

I step on the stool and open the fridge door and take out the other thermostat.

I saw this box when she opened the fridge, and it was full of egg rolls.

She’ll feed my brother a little a day.

I took the box and closed the fridge and jumped off the stool with an egg roll.

The other heatbox in my hand cooled the face I had just been beaten with a backpack and was going to go to sleep under a tree in front of the school door and go straight to school.

It’s probably just then that no one expects me and no one will be good to me.

But I can’t afford to lose myself.

3

When I was standing in front of my house, I saw my uncle with a cigarette.

My uncle used to come and borrow from our house, and I actually liked him, and he was the only one who talked to me at the house where everyone agreed I was air.

His name is Jie-jae, and he looks at it with great hope.

My mom’s name was Rain because it was raining that day.

They’re not like each other.

My mom was so sarcastic, she pulled her eyebrows, and the only time I saw them was the day my brother was born.

But my uncle’s 5th officer is very high, and he’s always hanging around the street with a couple of people with hair on his head, and his mouth is always smoking.

“Yo, my sister punished you again? I’m sorry.

He’s coming over and he’s pulling his pants and his feet in front of me.

I looked at him and didn’t talk.

“What is it this time? Did you steal something or did you steal money?”

I looked at him right away.

“I never steal money and fight at school. I’m sorry.

“Fight”?

He’s getting hot right now.

“What are you fighting for? I’m sorry.

“That’s what he said. I looked at him again.

“He bullied the girl, so that she could cry, and I kicked him when he was upset.

“Who knows he’s crying so hard, the parents are here. I’m sorry.

I’m standing at the roots of a wall and I think I’m better than kicking.

Ji Sung-jae heard that and suddenly smiled, and he was laughing and patting on my shoulder.

“Your nephew’s uncle, you’re like me. Your uncle was the number one in school when I was a kid, so your mother came to clean up my mess. I’m sorry.

“Will she hit you?” I’m a little curious.

“Strike me? “My sister never hit me, not even my family. I’m sorry.

She hit you?

I showed him bruises on the other side of the face and legs.

I thought he’d surprise me and show me sympathy.

But he just looked at the bruises and laughed, “My sister was beaten up when she was a kid…”

His voice was very small and I didn’t hear it. I only saw him look weird and then he put a sugar in my mouth.

“You sure don’t like your brother, and I don’t like your brother. I’m sorry.

I was so busy eating sugar in my mouth, I didn’t want to open my mouth, but I turned my eyes.

Suddenly, a bang came out of the street and a shadow passed.

Jie Sung-jae’s eyes shined, and he shook me and pointed at the shadow of the past.

“See that motorcycle, is it cool? I’m sorry.

He seemed to have no desire for my response, and he said to himself, “I must buy one. It’s so cool.” I’m sorry.

“You just got fired from work. Where’s the money? I threw him cold water.

“I have no money, my sister has. Zhengjie smiled very cleverly.

“Don’t think about it. My mother has no money. I licked the candy in my mouth, and she couldn’t even pay for it, so I could figure it out. I’m sorry.

I didn’t like that look.

He stood up with a lazy waist and slapped my shoulder.

“Trust me, she’ll buy it for me. I’m sorry.

I didn’t think it would work.

But I didn’t expect my mom to compromise.

She cooks in the kitchen as usual, listens to Jie-jin, and after Jie-jin’s speech, she just asks how much less.

I stood at the door watching their brothers and sisters, holding their hands tight because of the pain of moving.

Jie-jae didn’t forget to pick on me.

My mom turned around and took a bank card out of the cupboard and handed it to Jay.

“There’s tens of thousands in it. I saved it myself. Your brother-in-law doesn’t know. Take it. I’m sorry.

Good sister! I’m sorry.

Gisheng Jie took the card and came to pull up and I went outside.

I actually remember that card, my mother was an English teacher in primary school, and she’d been going to study abroad for a long time, so she had a lot of money.

I know she doesn’t like being a primary school teacher, and she occasionally talks about things when she drinks at night and gets drunk.

I pretended to fall asleep on the couch and was a qualified listener many times.

My mom got into a very good foreign college.

But she gave up.

I can’t figure out why.

4

“I told you my sister would give me money. You don’t believe me. I’m sorry.

I looked back.

“My sister, for someone I didn’t go to college. I’m sorry.

I looked up and looked up to some glamour.

“How can I not be paid? I’m sorry.

He lifted his card and stopped in front of the bank.

“Hey, how much do you charge for school? I’ll bring it up for you. I’m sorry.

And I stunned and said: Two hundred. I’m sorry.

“…you want money to pay me for my chores? I couldn’t bear to ask another question.

Jie-jae put the bank card in the machine, and he didn’t say back, “How could it be? I’m still buying motorcycles. I’m sorry.

I didn’t say anything. I picked up the $200 he handed me.

And then he went in a different direction.

“What are you doing? Zheng Jie dragged me.

“Go work for the boss’s wife, and pay for today. “I rubbed my sore shoulder, and these days I’ve not been tired, I’ve been counting.

“What do you do for a junior? I’m not giving you any money. I’m sorry.

“This man, who knows nothing about human suffering, uses me as a child, paid less and worked hard, just to say it’s the boss’s mother’s. I’m sorry.

Jing Jie seems to know the place and nod and then react.

“So you just wanted my money! I’m sorry.

I saw him react, and I ran away, and I cried out, “What you gave me.” Don’t waste your time!”

Later, I often thought that that time should not be so angry with him, that at least it should not run away after that sentence, and that it should turn back on him with a smiley face.

I never thought I’d see him again and there was only one frame left.

Jie Sungji was killed in a car accident at the intersection.

My mother was scolded in front of my grandmother.

Scolding her why she gave Sung Jie money.

Why didn’t you take care of her?

She’s the reason she died.

If it wasn’t for her, Cheng Jie would have a good future.

My mother was just kneeling on the ground, and she was a little numb and she didn’t even cry.

They’re surrounded, they’re pulling Grandma, they’re pointing at my mom.

My mother was surrounded by a line of scolding, and she kneeled alone and her head down into the dirt.

I stood at the door watching her.

I always felt that she was saying something out of her mouth, but eventually she was dragged to the ground with one hand.

She sank.

After that, my mother suddenly changed my brother’s name.

Change to Fang Jie.

She became more and more silent.

My dad’s always gone away at night, and he’s only been hanging out with Fang Jie for a while, and he won’t talk to me.

I’m still working for the shopkeeper’s wife because I find that my mom won’t give me any more money and sometimes even let me in.

I even thought she wasn’t afraid I’d hurt her son.

Before you get your midterm.

My mother suddenly called me a student in school, and I had no reason to stay at school for a year.

I was sent over just after the winter break.

I suddenly felt like I was completely trashed.

On the first night of being a resident, I ran outside the dormitory and cried for a long time.

I didn’t even cry at my uncle’s funeral.

Because I looked at the smile on the frame and wanted to give him a smile.

But I can’t laugh and I can’t cry.

I don’t know.

In the end, I stomped around the walls, sneaking out the bag of sugar that my uncle gave me before, and stuffed it in my mouth.

Actually, I miss him, but I won’t say it.

‘Cause Mom’s gonna crash and hit me hard.

I don’t want to see her eyes.

Deep in their eyes, they’re numb to their bones, filled with constricted eyes.

Actually, I think I know her.

Because one night it rained and I was locked out of the door again, and my mother opened the door with wine while the door was shaking.

She held me all night crying.

So I thought I understood her, so I didn’t mention my uncle, and that was the only bond between her and me.

But now I’m not tied up, completely abandoned, and I can finally cry in a place without my mother.

5

Since then, I have never cried again, become a bad boy with only grades to see the past, fighting in schools.

As long as one of them points me in the direction of a threat to my self-esteem, I’ll go up and fight.

It’s not good for a girl to fight. I’ve got new wounds every day.

I was lost.

I’ve been busy every day for better, and now I’m free and I have no idea what to do every day.

I sometimes think that my mother was very happy to have made that decision.

She will not be forced to think of another girl at home.

I thought about it, and I followed the crowd until the English class was suddenly translated by the teacher.

I’m just getting up and looking at the text in my hand.

Sink or Swim.

I’m done, straight out.

“Sink or swim. I’m sorry.

I didn’t think it was logical for me, but the students didn’t laugh, the teacher didn’t interrupt me, and I continued to translate on my head.

I’m committed to my self-esteem, so I’ve kept my grades upstream, and I don’t know what good grades are for, but at least I won’t let teachers look down.

So I actually translated the subject to be a good one.

The article probably tells the story of a girl who had been subjected to long-term domestic violence by her parents and who, through her own efforts, had taken a good university examination in the baccalaureate and obtained a good job, thus completely ridding herself of her original family.

I was able to translate the article at the end of the day at a slow pace, with some serious attention.

The teacher praised me and made me sit down.

“It’s a good translation, but the title is a little flawed. I’m sorry.

“Sink or Swim.”

“Ark students translate directly down or swimming.”

“The two words do mean that, but when we read the whole text, we can see the real meaning of the subject. I’m sorry.

I watched the teacher turn and write a few words on the board.

“Down or save yourself. I’m sorry.

I’m freezing.

“If she gave up on herself, she would never have gone out of there, but instead she saved herself.

“Why do you have a high examination, because this is the only turning point in everyone’s life that’s absolutely fair, that’s what happens, that’s what happens. I’m sorry.

I know the teacher didn’t mean to tell me, and no one at school knew about my family, but she just let me hear it all.

I didn’t listen to her next speech.

I held my head and drew a few laps with a pen on the subject.

I remember my uncle saying before that my mother had given up on going to college.

He said that it was because he was always in trouble, that only my mother had time to clean up his mess and that his grandmother had refused to pay for my mother to go to school, so she stayed to see my uncle.

If my mom went to college in the province, would there be another future?

Far from her brother, her parents would have a good job, and she would have loved all her children in good faith.

But these assumptions are meaningless.

She’s made a choice, she stays here, trapped here.

But I haven’t.

I sat up, and I drew a good pair on the swim word.

I’m not stuck here.

Six.

I began to learn as if I didn’t want to live, not to struggle with how to improve the quality of life now, but to squeeze out all the time and continue to rise.

Middle school. I got a good high school.

But at this point, my brother found diabetes and my mom said she wouldn’t give me any tuition.

So I started working after studying.

Sometimes I go to see my brother from my parents and then I go out to work.

I didn’t go to talk to him because I thought he needed my personal attention, and it was when I couldn’t help it.

Mom and Dad started working for my brother.

So I became more unattended, and no one would care if I worked late at night and didn’t come home.

I don’t care. I’m full of money.

I can be tanned and unloaded with sacks, and my mouth is full of insects, and I can pick up mud and sell.

I grab every chance I can take and climb up.

Until after she couldn’t read it, she arranged for me to collect money at the counter, extra for her son.

I climbed up and saved my life for the college I wanted to go to.

The second-class university in the province, as long as I keep my current grades, is almost steady.

I’ve been stealing time every day and I’m afraid I’m wasting a chance to get away from here.

I was not nervous, I was more comfortable, as I was nearer, and I even gave myself a day off on the day of the 100-Day Vow, instead of talking about it, and I looked up at the campus and at my classmates.

This pleasure has continued until I saw my parents.

They dragged me to the hospital for a medical examination and invited me to dinner.

I was almost fooled by their attitude, and even when I saw my brother’s pale face as a result of dialysis, I wanted to have such a home.

But it’s not an accident. It’s all an illusion.

A few days later, they called me over and asked me to donate a kidney to my brother, whose diabetes worsened to diabetes.

No accident. Another fight.

I was surprised when I went to the store with a slap on my face.

“You hit again? What parents? I’d hate to give up a kid who’s got a high test.

“Do you still take pictures this time?”

I touched the side of the face that was beaten, and I said, “Is it too swollen?” I’m sorry.

The boss’s wife came by and looked at it: “No, it’s just a little red. I’m sorry.

“Then don’t. I shook my head and laughed at her.

Aunt, give me the documents I told you to keep. I’m sorry.

“Okay, I’ll get it for you later. I’m sorry.

I sat in front of the counter and drew a pencil in my hand, briefly reminiscent of the charade of a happy family that day, and everyone but my brother tried to maintain harmony.

So that day became a very few beautiful scenes I could remember.

I used it to remind me.

As long as I walk out on a high examination, I’ll really have a scene like this, so that everyone can truly laugh.

I opened a set of papers.

I can’t stop yet.

7

But I didn’t think she’d come for my money.

I can’t run a bank card, and all the money is hidden in an iron box under the couch, and I’ll be there when I get the money.

And I’m going to go home for the last time before I take the money.

I saw my mom holding the iron box.

My pupils shrunk, and I ran up and grabbed an iron box.

It’s at least half the money.

“Where’s the money? I’m sorry.

I looked up at her and the tails were shaking.

“Your brother’s illness is getting worse. He needs a new kidney. You don’t sign. What’s the point of taking your money? I’m sorry.

She looked at me and even looked at me with condemnation.

“Deterioration? “I just thought that’s what happened to his treatment at the end of the day. I didn’t expect it to get worse.

And my mother frowned on the temple, and did not answer me: “I have spent all your money, and I will spend a lot of money in the future. Don’t go to high school, find work early.” I’m sorry.

Her tone was too natural, and I took it for granted.

“I didn’t agree. I’m sorry.

“What? “My mom snuggled and looked up at me.

“I’m not going to find a job, I’m making money except for tuition, and I can give you the rest, and I’ll finish it and I’ll leave.” I’m sorry.

My mom’s face is weird.

But I seem to have understood her by no means, and she thinks that whatever I say, I will finally compromise.

Just like she did before.

“I’m not like you. I’m sorry.

She swung.

I don’t know what to tell her, but there’s nothing she can do to threaten me in this matter, or she can’t threaten me in anything.

I was financially independent long ago, and even if she refused to let me in, I could sleep at the commissary, and in fact I often did.

And me and my brother were not so good that I could give up my career for him, even if my mother gave up for her brother.

I can’t figure out why she’s so reasonable to ask me to do these things.

“…you just left your brother behind? I’m sorry.

She’s not responding, as if this was something that couldn’t have happened.

“I said I’d give you the money. I don’t care. I’m sorry.

My tone is firm.

“You… are you still human? “My mom got excited, but she was a little confused, “and he was your own brother and you wouldn’t do that to your brother if you had a little conscience! I’m sorry.

Her hands were tied to the table behind her, and when I saw her fingers so purple, she yelled out the sentence, and suddenly she caught something, and the rest of her words were fluently scolded.

It’s like a thousand times in my heart.

“I knew you were a loser! It’s for someone else’s wife! What can you do?

“Your brother’s like this. How can you read?

“You’re the only one in your head! What about your brother?”

And she was so angry, her face so red, I saw her eyes so red, and I couldn’t tell whether it was anger or something else.

But when I heard that, I was not angry.

“Mom. I’m sorry.

I watched with some calm the woman who was finally hysterical.

“That’s how they left you here? I’m sorry.

She suddenly stopped.

The tears in your eyes fell.

She turned so hard she didn’t look at me, and she didn’t say anything.

I stood by and watched her shivering back and waited for a moment to turn around and to leave, and I had to make a set of papers.

“…and if you’re going to do it, don’t stay at home. I’m sorry.

I stopped.

Her voice was still shivering, but her tone was completely calm.

“Good. I’m sorry.

I seriously answered her.

Then the two of us fell into a long silence.

Just as I was going to leave, she laughed.

“Who do you think you are?”

“I haven’t had a place like mine since I saw you first. I’m sorry.

I’m done. Hold on tight.

It’s full of other people’s faces.

I turned around so she could see my face.

“I heard a man say “a nephew.”

“It was only later that I found out I looked like my uncle.

“The character is like him, but if someone lives here, they’ll be depressed hundreds of times. I’m sorry.

My mom’s face faded.

She can hear what I’m sarcasm about.

“I won’t come back until the exams. I’ll leave after the exams.

“I can make monthly calls, but I won’t give much, and I won’t come back. I’m sorry.

After that, I went out and left my mother alone in the dark.

Mom and Dad haven’t come back to me since then.

But thanks to them, I’ve been at peace for the last few days near the examination.

I’m ready for everything I need, and I’m going to the exam with my bag.

I was there in the afternoon, when the sun was about to fall, and there was red on the far side of the sky, and I leaned on the rails.

The clouds drank the wine of the wind, the face was red and the sky was full.

I am calm as never before and I am satisfied with all the dust.

I’m leaving soon.

Close your eyes until I fall asleep at night.

I didn’t know until I heard a bang from the door.

I stood up and looked at the watch.

Six o’clock.

The first exam was nine.

It’s not even a very popular time.

I wanted to get up for breakfast, but when I opened the shop, I saw my mother standing at the door.

She’s calm.

8

I looked at her eyes as numb as they used to be, and suddenly I was sweating.

I almost immediately wanted to run into the store, but the door was stuck, so I found out there were not only my mother, but also several men, and my dad was talking to one of them.

A panic crawled all over me.

I wanted to shout, and one man suddenly covered my mouth, and they stuck me in a car.

I struggled, but I saw my brother in the car, and I suddenly understood where they were taking me.

I’m a little unbelievably cold.

But I couldn’t think of anything else. I said to my mother immediately after the man had let me go, “I’ll sign, I’ll give him a change. You let me go first. I’ll do the surgery after the test. You can’t do it when I’m done with it.”

My mom didn’t say anything, she just looked at me.

I’m in a hurry. I’m pulling her horn.

“I beg you, let me take the test, I’ll change it, and I’ll sign it now…

“I beg you, let me take the test…

“Mom…”

I cried to the last sound with an uncontrollable cry.

I looked forward to the opportunity, and I went to this date with the future, and my mom broke it.

“Mom… you can’t do this I’m begging you Give me a way to live”

I’ve been holding back my emotions for more than a decade, and I’ve been crying and tearing my mother’s clothes.

My brother seemed scared. He never saw me like this.

“You’re not going out. I’m sorry.

My mom looked at me and said that.

I’m holding.

“You’ve never fought for it. You won’t let me fight for it! I’m sorry.

I suddenly didn’t want to take her emotions into account, and I yelled out of control.

“What does it matter to me that you hate your brother? Why should I pay for your failed life?

“Is it my fault you couldn’t get out of here? Is it my fault you’re giving up your future for other people’s stereotypes?

“What’s wrong with me? Did I ask you to give me birth?”

“It’s me! I’m sorry.

Suddenly she slapped me.

My head turned to the side, I bit my teeth, and I looked at her dead.

I know that she wants to cut my back and that instead of choosing the nearest hospital, she has to drive for a long time to another place.

She’s ready to trap me.

“You’re not only pathetic, you can hate it. I’m sorry.

I didn’t stop and I kept staring at her and I said,

Another slap.

“You’re deceiving yourself to do something that moves you.” I’m sorry.

Another slap.

“Anyone grateful to you? You killed the only brother! I’m sorry.

My volume is up, and I’ve been hit with a random slap.

My mom was shaking all over.

A few years later, this man, who was once taboo in our house, was brought up once again by me.

My mom still couldn’t put it down.

But I don’t know if she was able to leave behind her brother, or everything she gave up for him.

How pathetic.

I turned my side over and laughed and saw my brother in the light and we were all so pale.

He seemed to notice I was looking at him, and he looked at me at first glance, and the whole body was stiff.

I can’t even feel my face in my mouth and I see my brother’s hand moving on the door.

My eyes were bright and I put my brother’s other hand on my leg without moving.

I saw his mouth moving.

Three.

Two.

One.

He opened the door and pulled the door.

The wind came in and I jumped out.

The second I stayed in the air, all I could think about was climbing to the exam.

The next second, I fell on the ground, and then rolled on the ground, and the whole body was sore, red, I couldn’t see it.

I was on the ground for a while, trying to get up, but I couldn’t stand it until a policeman came to me.

“Son, what’s wrong with you? I’m sorry.

When I heard such gentle words in my ear, the whole person was a little stunned, but still tried his last to tear his clothes.

“…please take me to the baccalaureate, please…”

He seems to have been shocked by the wounds on my face and has not reacted.

Then I heard the sound of a far-off car, and I realized that my mother was back.

I struggled hard, but still I didn’t stand up and I got pulled by my mom from the car.

“Come back with me.” I’m sorry.

“This lady. I’m sorry.

That cop grabbed her hand.

I said, “I’m a senior, and I’m going to go to college, and they’re going to take me away. She hit me with my face. I’m sorry.

Please. I look up in the eyes of the police and I say, “Please take me to the high school. I’m sorry.

9

I didn’t pack up any of my injuries and the police took me to the examination and went straight to the examination.

But I still missed my first exam.

I was standing at the door in silence for a long time and in pain.

I only gave myself a few seconds to be sad to miss the first exam and then I started to plan for the future.

Nothing can stop me from getting out of here.

Blood and blood are not allowed.

I can’t get all the bruises.

I’m crazy about my scores and rearranged all the future plans I’ve planned.

After a simple treatment of the wound, I took all the remaining examinations as scheduled.

When I got down, I wiped one out of a province.

I’ve been out of school since I finished my high school.

I never saw my mom again.

I admit that I have always had a feeling of compassion for her, but that sympathy was also extinguished on the day I jumped out of the car door in Kocau.

I felt sorry for her before.

Now I despise her.

I’ve never been to that store since I took my money and the documents I prepared.

I deliberately avoided all the places she could guess where I was.

But I went to see my brother.

I said I’d change your kidneys. Thank you so much last time.

He says it’s okay. He found the right kidney source.

He said he’d really wanted to have sex with me, but I wasn’t very home and I couldn’t see him.

He says he admires me and envys me for being free.

He said.

Sister, you must be well.

I looked at his pale face and his nose was sore.

I never hated him.

I remember him as a little naughty, totally restrained by his parents, and occasionally a little renegade boy.

I remember when he was a little man, I was standing in front of my mother for stealing food, and I didn’t feed for a day.

He came in mysteriously and put a bag in my hand.

Is that enough?

And We stood standing in the shadow of his departure as if we had seen his little figure at that time.

I can act like I like him a little more, but I certainly like myself the most.

Now I see my mother’s complex feelings about my uncle.

People who have lived together since childhood always have a warm moment to make their hearts soft.

That’s my mom’s leave, forever.

I understand her, but I will never forgive her.

I’m not going to say anything to her either.

In fact, I could have gone to her with a lot of flair and a lot of excitement to tell her I was still out of here.

And I did.

But it didn’t make sense.

She’s still stuck here.

She doesn’t think I’m going to go out that big deal.

It’s like she hasn’t gone out, and she doesn’t know how beautiful it is, but at best looks at the opportunity she’s given up as a prick, but it’s not fatal.

No sense.

10

Finally, I went to a whole new place to study law and psychology.

I can’t think about my back, but when I think of the money I can make in the future, I can still bite.

I’m still working part-time, and it’s interesting that I came to this university because of external forces, which actually outperformed many other students, almost all of them with high-level tutors.

Moreover, not as tired as before, but still full.

But emotional life has been difficult.

Every time a boy confesses to me, I say one word.

“Can we get married without having children? I’m sorry.

The results are predictable.

“What good is it to marry a woman who doesn’t have children? I’m sorry.

I smiled at the man who said that for a second.

“I’d like to know what the point of living is for people like you. I’m sorry.

I ended up smiling and watching him leave.

“It has to be you. I’m sorry.

Jiangyang moved out from the other side and photographed my shoulder.

I’ve been looking at this one since the first day of school.

I thought he was an old man with a long history.

It’s true that all day long, apart from joy, you’re a fool.

“Hey, why don’t you have a baby? I’m sorry.

“Standing off work. I’m going to go to the library with my book.

“You’ve got another face. It’s obvious that Jiangyang is not listening to me.

He swayed in front of me and blocked my way and pulled a flower out of his sleeve.

“Beautiful. I don’t want kids either. I’m sorry.

His face was so deep, his eyes were so deep.

I stepped on his feet to make him look like one.

“Ooh! I’m sorry.

“Get out of the way. I’m sorry.

“Why? This is my eighth confession this week! I’m sorry.

I didn’t answer, and he was laughing at himself again.

“Hey, I broke the record…”

I thought I had lost my heart, and I lost my heart, so I stopped and I said, “Why do you want to have children?”

“To fight against the family, right?

“As a rich generation, I wouldn’t be with someone like this if I hadn’t broken something on my own.

“Like this, the people who are confined to their homes. I’m sorry.

I looked at him and he was laughing.

Actually, I like him.

He’s been haunting me ever since I got into school, trying to make me happy.

College’s been happy for years.

There was a warm light.

His family was strong and he had been resisting it.

But it’s not enough, at least in my opinion.

So, he doesn’t have the kind of thing that makes me love.

I can love him because he’s so nice to me, and I can love him because he smiles so sweet, but just likes him.

We weren’t together that day.

He said goodbye with particular optimism and gave me a smiley pin.

We haven’t been in touch for a year.

I’m still madly busy.

I thought I’d forget him, but in fact, I remember his high frequency.

It’s probably because he’s stuck with me every day to go to the library.

I think it’s a little funny when I think it’s supposed to be around the river for the first time.

A customary upbringing is that simple.

So I intend to get more busy and see how long it takes to change a habit.

It’s just that every day I put on that smiley pin.

Look at it every time you’re tired, your mouth will rise.

After I had been laughing more and more, we had been morally kidnapped by our class leaders and signed up for a volunteer event.

My whole body is so heavy that I can figure out what I’m going to do by looking back in the window.

The event went to the countryside to distribute donations to poor families.

Go in the morning and come back at night.

I didn’t miss my class, but I still feel so hot.

I’m sick of any act of self-righteous behavior.

Eleven.

When I got out of the car, all the children around the village side kept their distance from me.

I looked up at the fence, and I was born with a few little girls who looked at me, and I looked a little better, and I laughed at them, and I turned to help the captain with his things.

“Relax, it’ll be fun. “I’m not sure if I’m going to do this.”

“I’ll help you get your volunteers together. You’ll pay me for three days. I went to pick up something.

“Well, then you’ll have to split up a few more to go to the southmost. I’m sorry.

I told him to come up with something and go in his direction.

It’s even worse than I thought. Houses are mud huts. It just rained yesterday.

Along the way, I also saw a lot of girls with big back chopping wood.

I almost wrinkled into the first family home.

“Oh, new face, come here, come here! I’m sorry.

A woman saw me, put down the corn that was being made in her hand, enthusiastically welcomed me in and greeted a girl who was burning water.

I was kind of embarrassed to sit on the bench and give her something in my hand.

Some clothes and books.

That woman was so passionate that I was confused.

She’s about the same age as my mom.

I was taken care of for the first time, a little awkward, but a little warm.

But the next second I saw a woman pulling the girl in front of the boiler and throwing the book I just brought into the fire for firewood.

I wrinkled.

“The book… won’t you read it?”

“Aah?”

Women turn around laughing, “I don’t know what’s on it, but it’s burning. I’m sorry.

I looked up at my girl, and I waved at her.

She had two braids, a little dark, red cheeks and bright eyes.

“Did you go to school?”

She hesitated to nod her head and shook her head, and her eyes were lost.

Girls are at least at the middle school age and do not know what school is?

I wrinkled and asked, “Did the children go to school?” I’m sorry.

School? No one’s been to school for three generations. It’s good to be in my field.

“You big city kids, we can’t beat that, girl. Go get a bowl. I’m sorry.

The girl blinked at me, didn’t talk, turned around and walked into the house.

I suddenly had a little bit of a crush on my chest.

The people here are also surrounded by an unknown frame and live in peace between them.

Concealed to live as it is, without making any change.

It’s like…

My mom, like.

Suddenly, there was a baby crying in the house.

I remember my brother’s voice.

I look up to see.

Women throw pots to girls and go to the house and get the kids.

“I went to see your brother, you took care of the guests. I’m sorry.

The woman smiled at me with regret and went into the house.

I watched the girl talk about that big pot so hard.

She carefully poured hot water into the bowl.

I stood up and helped her pour the water, and I said, “I’m gone,” and said, “I’m gone,” and said, “What’s left is going to the next house, full of ideas.

At this moment, I once again rose to my mother’s bitterness so that if I saw that woman again, I would have a deep sense of disgust.

I walk step by step on the muddy road.

I’m not sure what I’m talking about.

But it didn’t work.

What do I hate?

I hate what my mom did to me.

Disgusting her.

What did she do wrong?

Did you treat my own daughter well or did you envy my own daughter?

Or did she put on me what she was going through?

She’s doing everything wrong in my eyes.

But in her eyes?

It seems as if she was only numb to do what she thought would normally happen.

It seemed to her that the sacrifices that girls were supposed to make to boys had been normalized, regardless of whether they were not valued.

I can’t help but think of the picture of me trapped in the car the day I was in the High Court.

Was that despair the same as when she was told not to go to college?

It should be different.

She’s used to it.

I stopped, leaned against the wall and looked up at the sun.

After those malice faded, I felt powerless.

Am I averse to human beings or to such disgusting ideas as some might think fit?

In fact, I just noticed that most of this is women and very few boys.

I asked where the boys were.

They say.

Go to school.

What good is it for a boy not to go to school?

I’m staying.

It is not that there is no school, it is that there is no school for girls.

Boys don’t go to school.

Boys don’t go to school.

That should not be the case.

It should not have a restrictive motto.

They do not understand, however, that they have not met, that girls should be beautiful, that girls have what they want, that they have a career, that they should have the opportunity to realize their dreams, and that they have the courage and determination to face everything.

Girls…

It is also necessary to look at all the beauty of the world and to have a life of one’s own.

Instead of being framed for the sake of others.

It’s not that some people are completely tied up, like puppets.

I was suffocating, watching the kids in the yard.

I found it.

I don’t hate my mom that much.

That kind of compassion came back.

I feel sorry for her now.

Pity for everything she’s given up and for her insensitive life now.

I don’t know.

I’m going to put away the books that I’m going to distribute, sit under the tree at the village entrance, greet the girls, tell the story of the book, and try to tell it in a lively way, with the sound of it.

There are more and more children around me.

I had to raise the volume and create another world for these children in language.

The other classmates, who were returning to the village to see us, took a few books and started talking.

We try to build a spiritual world for these children.

To build a spiritual world strong enough to break through reality.

Until the end, I finished three books, my throat was dry and it was time for us to go back.

At first, there were no children who wanted to be around me, and now there are many children who are around me.

I saw the girl with the bright eyes squeezing in front of me.

I laughed too.

“Do you like reading?”

“Yes! I’m sorry.

“Go to school, then. Go to school by all means. Don’t rot in here. I’m sorry.

I said two words and I got in the car.

I didn’t do anything else, give them money or anything.

I want them to fight for themselves.

As far as we can get, we will do what we can.

I’ve shown them the benefits of reading, and I don’t know how long this can hold them.

But it’s better than my mom who’s never seen this before.

When I got back to school, I started running crazy, and I also collected three days of food money from the class commander.

I didn’t go back to the dorm until after the library closed.

I put the computer on the table for a long time.

The search for English-language examinations and certificates available to adults was eventually initiated.

She should have seen these.

After I saw these certificates and the environment, I thought so.

12

On the day of graduation, the headmaster invited a distinguished senior to speak to us.

I’m not listening, I’m thinking about what to do.

Suddenly, it was interrupted by a very familiar voice.

I look up to the podium with some confidence.

Jiangyang laughed at me in the light.

He’s changed, but he doesn’t know what changed.

His speech was probably about putting together a showdown with his family after graduation and using his team to perfect a game created during college.

After the game came on the market, it was a great success.

After everything went to the right place, he played with the media.

It now manages its own media accounts, with millions of fans, to achieve full economic independence.

I look on the stage with a light tone, and I look at my difficult experiences, and I can’t see them.

He said, “I always liked to be someone who brought happiness to others.

“I did it very well until the start of the new school year, and I saw a girl with a face on the ground.

“I went to talk to her immediately and found her not depressed, but particularly optimistic and strong, and then I asked her why she had her eyebrows.

“She’s thinking about what she wants to eat at noon, and that’s what she looks like.

“At that time, I suddenly found her so cute.

“So I immediately confessed.

“And then I’ve been brutally rejected, and I’ve been rejected for four years, and every time I’ve been rejected, and I wonder why I’m so handsome. I’m sorry.

The audience made a laugh.

“Don’t laugh. I’m a good-looking guy.

“And then I figured out that she was crawling out of that mud by herself, and that she didn’t like my undying “soft-ass.”

“So, with this impulse, my parents threw me out of the house.

“And then I started my life. I’m sorry.

When he said that, he kept looking at me.

And I looked at him, and he suddenly looked down a bit, and then he showed a smile.

“Today is a good day, gentlemen.

“I thought I was here to confess, and now I might have changed.

“I’m here to celebrate my separation. I’m sorry.

So We looked down at him, and he looked down, and the pin was shining.

Just as on stage on Jiangyang.

After Jiangyang left the stage, he was greeted by his fellow students who had studied before, and then came to me, where he hugged me, and I punched him.

He cried and complained about my violence, but his eyes were full of stars.

“You came back just to give a speech? I’m sorry.

I asked him that.

He stunned and laughed again.

“Mostly to find a girlfriend. I’m sorry.

13

After reading the book, I became a lawyer and applied for a psychiatric certificate.

Every day is busy.

When you are exhausted, you will look at my balance, and continue to do so with satisfaction.

A few years later, there was a steady job.

Jiangyang runs the media, likes to share life around the world, and I’m a bitch for my money.

But both of us, undisclosedly, will be left out for a few days in a month.

Sometimes it is the Jiangyang organization that travels, and sometimes it is the two people who get tired of their homes for days.

So he often shares his daily life with me online.

In the next year, I’m going to buy a small apartment to decorate myself.

It’s just my space.

He said, “Did your concubine lose his sacred heart so soon?” Your Majesty?

The tail turned seven or eight.

I laughed and looked at the final house.

I loved what I felt now, but I forgot, there was a time bomb.

The network is a thing anyone can touch.

Including my mom.

I was looking at the house and I got her on the phone.

She found my contact. She asked for 400,000.

I want to buy a house for 400,000.

I asked her out to meet and bought my house for 400,000 on the way to her.

A few days later, we met at a coffee shop.

Years later, I saw her again, and she was still the same face with her eyebrow pulling.

“400,000. I’m sorry.

She didn’t look at me, she just looked down at the coffee cup in front of herself, and didn’t seem to want to bother me.

“What do you want money for? I’m sorry.

“Your father owes money outside. Come to me. I can’t. I’m sorry.

“You two are divorced. I’m sorry.

My tone is calm.

And my mom looked up and looked at me incredibly.

“I’ve been in touch with my brother.

“He moved out two years ago. I sponsored it. I’m sorry.

In fact, I was prepared for the fact that she would ask me for money and even thought that there were certain circumstances in which money could be given to her, but not in the case of my father’s gambling debt.

“The rain. I’m sorry.

I’ve been calling this name for a long time.

She had a shock, looked up at me.

“Do you remember your name?

“You’re Jie-jae’s sister, Fang-jae’s mother, Fang-jae’s wife.

“For yourself, do you remember who you are? I’m sorry.

I handed her the papers in the bag.

It’s got a lot of pictures of me getting beat up, all the time.

“I studied the law, became a lawyer.

“Don’t think about threatening me with money. I can sue you for domestic violence if I want. I’m sorry.

I put the document in front of her, flipped it over to her, and her face remained calm.

I’ve been getting ready since I wanted to get out of this house, and every time I get beat up, I go to the store and I get my boss’s wife to take a picture and print it into a file.

I turned over and suddenly the face of the rain changed from calm.

I looked at her and she looked at the documents I had prepared for her.

That document was preceded by a photograph of my wounds, followed by university and professional information.

English is the highest in the arts and literature of the Rain High School, where she also takes the foreign language college.

Later, she taught English in primary school, and I often saw her at home reading some English textbooks.

I got her a lot of adult classes, a lot of testables, a lot of work for interpreters, even summer camps abroad.

I see the head of the rain getting lower and even hearing her sobbing.

I wrote only a few words on the last page of the document.

Sink or Swim.

I’m sure she can understand.

I will only give her money for the rain that he has fought for himself, not for someone else.

I would like to show her that the opportunity that was given up was not just a thorn, but a seed, a tree that was buried in her heart, which would soon grow and crush her whole body.

She should have seen those.

Look what she gave up, what she wanted me to give up.

“Jay went to college and you had nothing to do with my dad.

“If you still refuse, let’s just cut it out and call me. I’m sorry.

Having said that, I walked out of the coffee shop, but instead of going far, I stood by the corner of the wall and watched the rain hold those documents on the table, shaking my shoulders.

I looked up at the sky.

The sun is good, there is no cloud, there is full view.

In fact, if she understood the law, she would know that those documents were not sufficient as evidence, especially when I was in junior high.

But I just found out she doesn’t care about it.

The way she wanted the money was almost numb.

Since when does her face change?

I’m going to turn my back and look like a child.

Starting with the first university photo.

I suddenly felt that maybe she understood me.

Because she experienced the pain of being told not to go to school on the day she received the notice of admission, she knew that I was trapped on the day of the high examination and that it hit me the hardest.

I sometimes think of the way she looks at me, the impatience, the resentment, the infinity.

There’s hidden jealousy.

We share the same circumstances, but the outcome is very different.

I don’t know if she’s ever been proud of me, but now I want her to be proud of herself, and I want her to know how good she can be if she seizes those opportunities.

For the first half of her life, she had been dragged down by countless hands and no one had dragged her.

I want her to swim out on her own.

I looked, I was suddenly interrupted and answered the phone.

“I just did a big thing. I’m sorry.

Say it. I’m sorry.

“I funded the expansion of a country school. I’m sorry.

His tone was kind of a compliment, and I wrinkled.

“You have money to burn? I’m sorry.

“Hey, that’s a bad idea. Listen to me slowly.

“It’s a girls’ school. I’m sorry.

Jiangyang’s got a little bit of a tone, and I’m stunned.

“I saw those little girls, and I thought, “Oh, is it so sad when we were little ark? I’m sorry.

I laughed and yelled.

“I don’t need your pity. I’m fine. I’m sorry.

Jiangyang laughed.

“Seriously, a lot of people don’t go to school, there’s a lot of girls, there’s only a few schools, and I don’t want them to be trapped…”

I didn’t listen to him and interrupt him.

“Is it enough? Not enough for me to turn you around. I’m sorry.

I last looked at the rain in the store and turned away.

We all have a chance to save ourselves.

We all have to seize the opportunity to save ourselves.

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I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.