Mr. Fu treats her like life

Chapter 113 No more holy flowers
The rain continued to intensify, and the strong wind violently blew the rainwater winding down the slope of the road, whipping up clusters of cool spray.In the dazzling lights of many shops, bright silver threads swayed out.

The lilac trees on both sides of the road swayed violently in the gust of wind, and the petals of light purple, dark pink, or pale white flew all over the sky, mixing with the cool fragrance in the wind and rain.

Song Qianzi's body was like a lilac tree destroyed in the rain, crumbling, "Hate you? Huh," she lowered her head and smiled, "Shi Annuan, what do you think I have the right to hate you?"

What happened to her on campus that year was widely circulated among people.In front of thousands of students, he was named and criticized by the principal at a campus assembly.

Of course, presumably in the few years since he was expelled from school, such vile incidents were often taken out as negative teaching materials for the majority of students, right?
So, it's not that she looks down on herself, nor is she deliberately belittling herself, it's just—

Knowing that it was a mistake but still committing it, she has completely lowered her into the dust...

There will never be another holy flower.

She looked up at the brightly lit building opposite, this place known as the No. [-] Hospital in Yuncheng, she was a little lost in thought, "A person who doesn't even have a high school diploma, how can he be compared with a famous doctor like you? ?”

An Nuan tightened her grip on the umbrella in her hand, the wind was too strong, and she struggled a little bit, making her a little unsteady.
The rain was also too heavy, and she couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears that fell on Song Qianzi's face, "Qianzi, I reminded you back then to obey the law and take the exam with integrity. wrong way."

She knew that Song Qianzi was born in an unhappy family, and her mother died of illness shortly after giving birth to her younger brother Song Qianmo.Afterwards, Father Song married another woman and returned home.

The stepmother treated them very harshly and often compared her daughter with them.

An Nuan also saw scars and bruises on Song Qianzi's body many times, so she knew that she would not go to the bathhouse to take a bath when there were many people.Instead, in the dead of night, he secretly opened the door of the dormitory and sneaked into the water room to scrub his body.

Even in the hot summer when doing nothing makes you sweat.

In addition, as a good friend who used to live in the same dormitory with bunk beds, An Nuan knew too much about her.

But even so, that is not her capital to indulge herself.

……

Under the gloomy sky, the woman smiled a little coldly, "If that person is Tang Tang, will you still report her?"

"Tangtang won't do that kind of thing." An Nuan said firmly.

In fact, at the beginning, she didn't expect that she would ask herself such a question.

If you want to say that such a problem is put into the present, An Nuan will definitely look like it has nothing to do with her.

Because she has been in society for many years, she has experienced too much suffering and helplessness in the world.She also knows how dirty things exist behind those glamorous surfaces.

Who is completely clean from head to toe?
But at that time, I was a student after all, and I had the most pure and flawless thoughts in my student days. The sense of justice in my bones was born spontaneously, and I didn't have to consider too many external factors.

　I've heard it said that the best romance novels are often not about love.I still don't understand...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)