Successor Goddess of Death (Series 2)
265. Disreputation
"You ?! Since childhood, I have stolen !" Said his friend's mother.
"I'm not stealing. "Tiny Xue Fenghuang's answer was startled.
"You think I don't know ?! I've seen you since you looked at the fireworks with all your desire ! Because you're poor you're trying to take someone else's property !" Said his friend's mother.
His friend turned his head and looked at him, he looked at his friend in the hope that his friend would help defend him.
But, instead of helping her, her friend looked down on her and supported her mother's decision.
"Fenghuang, you're despicable ! I didn't expect that you were a thief, if I knew from the beginning then I wouldn't want to be friends with you from the beginning. " Say her friend coldly.
He looked at his friend with a look of disbelief, he did not steal. Why should he bear the mistakes he did not make.
Why should he accept the mistake he did not commit without being able to defend himself? Was it because he was poor so he couldn't defend himself ?
"You poor damned girl, ruin my day ! Suppose I give you alms !" Said her friend's mother slapping her and then dousing her with water on a snowy day.
She stood glued and held her heated cheeks, her eyes heated up and she held herself back from crying.
She bit her inner lips until they bled, and she steadfastly refrained from crying.
Last year, she was also accused of stealing money from her classmates and went on trial without anyone believing her.
The reason is only one, that is, because he is poor. Now, at the age of just 11 years old, he was once again watered by water in the winter.
He looked at the backs of the mother and the child who were walking away in thick, warm fur jackets. He was just wearing makeshift clothes.
He hates, hates anyone. He hates this world, he hates destiny, he hates whoever makes it this way.
He doesn't make mistakes, just wants to do good things to help someone. Why does he always have to bear the mistakes he did not make ?
Those memories of bad memories were like thorns in his heart and continued to grow before his heart became filled with thorns.
He woke up from his terrifying dream with cold sweat, his lips trembling slightly as the coldness was so real.
She still remembered how painful it was to be in the winter in wet clothes, but she stubbornly refused to admit to a mistake she had not made.
"I'm not stealing. " Say it with a hoarse voice.
"I'm not stealing. " Remember again with a blank look.
People called him a poor ugly monster, he was said to have a bad character and master teachers hated him.
There was no one who cherished her sincerely, no one was sincere to her all this time. Everyone always uses it.
He hates it, but always returns to the same place of helplessness. All because he was born to be poor.
"I didn't steal !" He shouted with his eyes fully open.
His breathing gasps, he doesn't steal. Everyone should know that he is not stealing, everyone should pay him.
That guy owes him a debt, a huge debt. That person killed himself, that person had made his heart full of thorns.
He leaned his body and looked at his face in the copper mirror that was on the nightstand with an unstable breath.
"Why don't people believe in me ?" He muttered with a withered look.
He said as if there was no sign of life anymore in him, he had long since become a sword that continued to be honed.
He hated it when the snow began to fall, because almost all of his misfortune fell during the winter. At the tragedy of the Blue Ice Sect, it also fell in the winter.
By the time he was punished, it also fell in the winter. When he begged for the fish porridge, it was also winter.
He was also born in the winter, it was all a mistake. His birth was a big mistake.
He hates the snow
In the end, he couldn't sleep. No matter what she drank, she could not sleep. Every time he slept, he always fell into a nightmare.
He hugged himself on his bed and curled up like a child being scolded by his parents.
All this time, no one knew her pain, no one could understand her. He was always alone both past life and present life.
He felt his head dizzy so he closed his eyes and suddenly he felt that someone was hugging him.
'Did I fall into a hallucination like Feng Taoran said ?' He murmured in his heart.
She could not see who was holding her, her eyes could not open and the drowsiness caused her to fall into a deep sleep.
Next day
For the first time, he woke up not from a nightmare or being attacked by someone else. He really felt the warm embrace of someone who was comfortable.
But, when he checked, he really could not feel any sign of someone's arrival last night.
"Is it really just a hallucination ?" Ask her in surprise.
He changed into another set of Divine Tiger Sect uniforms, and walked towards where the match was being held.
This was the fourth day since the Tian Langgeng Competition was held. He saw the other 3 had already come and waited for him.
"Good morning everyone. " Say it with passion because it's in a good mood.
"Feng Ge, your wine is really good. I don't want to drink it in the future. " Say him with a bitter smile.
Even though the hallucinations last night were really comfortable, it was painful to realize that they were all just hallucinations.
Something that is not real.
"Are you hallucinating ? It is better not to drink it again in the future. " Said Feng Taoran with slightly flushed ears.
"Why are your ears flushed, Feng Ge ?"Ask innocently.
"Ehm, this is because..... " Feng Taoran did not finish his sentence and just cleared his throat.
Whereas Lan Tianjin just stared indifferently.
"That's because Shixiong used to drink as much as you did and fell into a severe hallucination. " Said Lan Tianjin, without hesitation to open the disgrace of Feng Taoran.
"You ?!" Feng Taoran shouted stifledly at Lan Tianjin and threw a sharp glare.
While the one given a sharp gaze did not feel anything and behaved as usual.
"Feng Ge, what appeared in your hallucinations ?" Ask her curiously.
Crazy Up Bonus 18/10/2021 - 31/10/2021: 3/3
