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Actually, I shouldn't have come to this world. My mother's name is Bai Ling, and she was a lady in a hair salon on on Paradise Street. As for me, I was the daughter of a lady who grew up in the red light district.

When my mother knew that she was pregnant with me, the sisters all around me urged her to get rid of me. Otherwise, there was no way she could continue to work.

But my mother was soft-hearted and gave birth to me under all sorts of pressure.

I was born in the red light district, but she gave me the name of Bai Ruyue. She put a name as clean as the moonlight on my head, and I could tell that she didn't want me to go her way at all. If possible, she wanted me to go away from her life.

However, the idea was good, but reality was always cruel.

Mom was a person without an account, not to mention me, so I couldn't sign up for school as normal as the other kids. She and the leaders of public schools were the only ones who could continue to attend primary and middle school, but there were always some powerful parents who managed to find out about my background through various means.

Even when my mother painstakingly separated me from her life, I could not avoid the malice that came from the depths of human nature.

In junior high school, the girls in my class began to develop like sprouts. Due to the malnutrition, I was as thin as a human. Some naughty guy would always pick up my clothes: "Bai Ruyue, are you really a girl? If you're a girl, why don't you have breasts?

Everyone was used to this kind of prank, and I had to protect myself when they took off my clothes more often. The school uniform was bigger, so I let my mother help me change it just right.

The summer before the beginning was about to end, I was forced to take the other students' mess as my duty and managed to sweep the trash together. As I turned to get a garbage shovel, the classroom door suddenly slammed shut, a pair of sweaty hands covered my mouth, and I was held tightly in the arms of the person behind me.

It was Zhang Anfeng.

He pressed tightly against me with one hand covering my mouth and the other through my pants. He panted heavily as he said, "Hehe, you really are a girl. This place is different from ours …"

I was scared stiff. Looking at him up close was really scary. He was 15 centimeters taller than me, so he was like an iron tower pressing down on me. Sweat was seeping through my nose.

His head was covered in sweat, which was extremely greasy. There were still a few pimples around his nose that were about to mature. White pus could clearly be seen on his thin skin, as if it would spew out at any time.

I was so scared that my hands and feet went limp and I couldn't move at all.

It was easy for Zhang Anfeng to control me. He pushed me onto the desk, tore off my pants, and then pinched my butt with a big smile, "Bai Ruyue, if you make chickens in the future, I'll be the first one to do it."

"NO!" "I don't want to …" My voice is tear-filled, "Let go of me … Zhang Anfeng, let go of me! "Save me …"

Zhang Anfeng sneered. "Are you crying for help? Who will save you? "You're a whore, and you'll be a bitch in the future. You know, you can be called a virgin, and you'll have to follow that old chicken of yours to be a chicken in the future!"

As he spoke, he gave me a pinch on the bottom of my butt. A disgusting sensation spread all the way down to my heart, as if there were countless slugs crawling behind me. It was so slippery and greasy that I wanted to vomit.

"You're disgusting! No! "Let me go …"

I raised my hand to block, only to realize that I was still holding a broom. I exerted all my strength and hit Zhang Anfeng on the head with the broom. He groaned and took two steps back while covering his head with his hands.

Behind him, Zhang Anfeng angrily scolded, "Damn you, Bai Ruyue!" How dare you hit me! "You f * cking die this time …"

I ran fast and didn't stop until I reached the store where my mother worked.

My mother had left dinner for me at home, and she was on her way to work on Paradise Street.

I know where she works in the hairdresser's, but she never went in, and she wouldn't let me in.

My face was still covered with the sweat from Zhang Anfeng's hands and the pain from him pinching me on my butt. At this moment, I was like a fool, standing in front of the door of the shop as I cried.