C1 Beautiful Girl

I shouldn't have come to this world. My mother's name is Whitty. She's a young lady in a hair salon on Paradise Street, and I'm the daughter of a young lady who grew up in a red-light district.

When my mother found out that she was pregnant with me, the surrounding sisters advised her to kill me, otherwise she wouldn't be able to continue doing it. How could a young lady come out to stand on the street with her daughter?

But my mother was soft-hearted. She forced herself to bear the pressure of various aspects and gave birth to me.

I was born in the red light district, but she named me Bai Ruoyue. Putting such a clean name on my head like the moonlight, it can be seen that she did not want me to walk her old path. If possible, she hoped that I could stay away from her life.

However, thinking is good, but reality is always cruel.

Mom is a person without an account. Not to mention me. . . So I can't sign up for school as normal as the other children. Primary school and junior high school are for her and the leaders of the public school to "unclog relationships" to continue her studies. However, there are always some parents with great abilities who, through various means, know about my background.

Even if my mom tries her best to isolate me from her life, I still can't avoid the malice that comes from the depths of human nature.

In junior high school, the girls in the class began to develop like the Germinal Organization. Because I was malnourished, I was so thin that I looked like a dry person. Some of the evil boys kept pulling my clothes off. "Bai Ruoyue, are you really a girl? If you are a girl, why don't you have a chest? Hahaha!"

Everyone is used to this kind of prank. After being lifted many times, I have no choice but to protect myself. The style of the school uniform is relatively large, so I asked my mom to help me adjust it to fit my body perfectly. No matter when or when, I have to stick my shirt tightly into my pants. This way, they will not be able to lift it.

The summer when the first day was about to end, I was forced to pick up the mess of my other classmates and do my duty. It wasn't easy for me to sweep the trash together. When I turned around to pick up the trash shovel, with a bang, the classroom door was suddenly closed. A pair of sweaty hands covered my mouth as I was tightly held in the arms of the person behind me.

It was Zhang Anfeng.

He pressed on me tightly, one hand covering my mouth, the other hand touching between my legs through my pants, and said while breathing heavily. "Hehe, you really are a woman, this place is different from ours. . . "

I was stunned. Looking at him from a close distance is really scary, he is 15 centimeters taller than me, his entire body is like an iron tower pressing down on me, the sweat on his body is seeping into my nostrils from every nook and cranny.

His head is full of sweat and it is extremely greasy and disgusting. Around his nose are a few pimples that are about to mature. White pus could be clearly seen on his thin skin, as if it would spurt out at any time.

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

Zhang Anfeng easily controlled me, who looked like I was dry. He pressed me on the desk and ripped off my pants in an instant. He smiled and pinched my butt. "Bai Ruoyue, you will be a chicken in the future. I will be the first one to attack you. "

"No! I won't. . . " My voice carried a sobbing tone, "Let me go. . . Zhang Anfeng, let me go! Help. . . "

Zhang Anfeng sneers, "Still calling for help? Who will come and save you? You were born as a whore. You'll be a whore in the future too, you know? You are called a prostitute, and in the future, you will be a chicken with that old chicken of yours! "

As he spoke, he ruthlessly pinched my butt. The disgusting feeling spread all the way to the bottom of my heart, as if there were countless snot worms crawling behind me. It was slippery and greasy to the point that I wanted to throw up.

"You're disgusting! Don't! Let go of me. . . "

I raised my hand to block, only then did I realize that there was still a broom in my hand. I used all my strength to knock on Zhang Anfeng's head with the broom. He grunted, covered his head, and took two steps back. I threw the broom and picked up my pants, pushed open the door, and ran out.

Zhang Anfeng cursed from behind, "Bai Ruoyue, f * ck you! How dare you hit me! You are going to die this time. . . "

I ran very fast and only stopped when I reached the door of my mom's shop.

Mom usually left dinner for me at home while she came to work at Paradise Street.

I know where she works at, but she never goes in, and she won't let me in.

My face is still covered in sweat from Zhang Anfeng's hands and butt. And the pain of him pinching me. . . At this moment, I am like a fool, standing in front of the shop and crying.