It seems that after just taking a nap, Xiaoshuai has grown to be 7 years old.
Although I had said before that if it was a girl, I would sell it, but the mother was injured during this birth and may never be able to have a child again. So he had no choice but to keep her.
His father didn't even give him a name, but his mother nicknamed him Xiaomei.
It is best not to call an unattractive girl Xiaomei, as she will be easily ridiculed; as for a beautiful girl, it is a little different, and she will be hated no matter what she is called.
Fortunately, our little beauty is neither ugly nor beautiful. She is so ordinary that no one wants to ridicule or hate her, no one applauds her achievements, and no one speaks justice for her misfortune.
Xiaomei's misfortune was doomed from the moment she was born - the mismatch between mind and body follows her like a shadow like breathing.
Xiaoshuai, a 21-year-old college student, is now living in the body of a seven-year-old girl. He is destined to be tangled and awkward.
Incompetent people often can only reach out to even more incompetent people. Every time after her father had finished having sex under the influence of alcohol, her mother would hide in her small room, crying silently, but not talking to her, just dumping her miserable emotions on her unscrupulously. As for herself, she would not be overwhelmed by these emotions and would not suffocate in despair.
"Why don't you leave?" Finally one day, Xiaomei couldn't help but ask.
Like a frightened rabbit, she suddenly turned her head and looked at her, as if she couldn't believe that the person who just spoke was her daughter: "What did you say?"
"Why don't you go? Why don't you leave him?" Xiaomei asked again calmly.
But the woman still looked foolish and murmured: "Where are you going?"
"Where can't you go? Who tied your feet?"
"...How can I live? I have no money."
"Can't you work? Someone tied your hands?"
"...Where should I live? I don't have a house."
"Can't you rent? Find a job that provides food and accommodation."
"...What should I do if I'm cheated?"
"Be careful."
"...What should I do if someone robs me?"
"Call the police."
"...What if someone kills me?"
Xiaomei was stunned by the question and had no choice but to say, "No."
"Oh, forget it, what's the point of a life without a head start? Who is not to be served by serving someone? After all, I have been with this person for decades, and I still know the basics. Stay here, I have a place to live, I have food to eat, and I just live my life casually, what else can I do?”
Xiaomei finally had nothing to say. Poor people must be hateful. She was trapped herself. She couldn't save herself, and she had no energy left to save others. She might as well go to sleep first and get rid of this child's body that couldn't do anything.
I took another nap, and when I opened my eyes again, the room was dark and it looked like night.
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"Ah..." The scream only had half a second before it was forcibly stopped, and another strong and strong hand covered her mouth.
"Don't scream!" The sour smell of fermented food mixed with the smell of alcohol spat on her face, making her want to spit out sour water. Immediately afterwards, it was as if a huge boulder was pressed down on her body, making her unable to move at all.
"Well..." The despair that that woman has poured into her over the past ten years will drown her here today!
"Mom——" She finally managed to open her mouth, and she used all her hope to beg for help.
"Don't scream!" The man slapped her in the face, making stars appear in her eyes.
"Mom..." She struggled and still tried without giving up. But there was a huge disparity in power, and she had no chance of winning.
"Mom! Speak! Speak! Why don't you speak!"
"Mom! Speak! Just say a word or make a little sound!"
She screamed with all her pain, but after a few shouts, her voice was like an overwhelmed balloon that had been blown up. There was a mouthful of blood in her throat, and she could no longer make a sound.
"You just need to say one word, and I will forgive you! Just one word!" She screamed desperately in her heart.
However, until the nightmare was almost over, no one said a word to her.
"Freak!" In the darkness, the shadow standing next to the bed looked like a giant slimy mollusk with stubby limbs and a round waist. He spat in a strange voice, not knowing who he was scolding. .
Countless ants crawled onto her body, and fear and nausea were like maggots attached to her bones, gnawing at her soul.
I don’t know how much time passed, but a familiar and strange bird song came from outside the window. Two red eyes flashed on and off hidden in the shadow of the treetops.
"Oh - do you want to wake up?" She suddenly understood the call of the ghost bird.
"This is really a long and terrible dream..." Xiaomei lay weakly on the bed and murmured.
"Then do you want to wake up?" Ghost Bird asked again.
"Will this all go away when you wake up?"
"Oh oh——" She didn't understand this sentence, and she didn't know whether it meant yes or no.
But at this moment, a light seemed to flash in her mind, and then a thunder exploded: "It turns out... I am in a dream now, and everything that just happened was just a dream!"
"Then do you want to wake up?" The ghost bird called again.
She slowly sat up from the bed, opened the window, and reached out to the ghost bird. The ghost bird seemed to have a telepathic connection with her, and jumped onto her hand lightly. But before waiting for a second, the girl had already grabbed its fragile neck with her backhand. No matter how terrifying it looks and how intrusive its screams are, it is just a light bird after all. Now it is strangled by the throat by humans. With just a little effort from two fingers, it can be easily placed on the ground. Death place.
"I don't want to wake up." She said indifferently, and the two red eyes rolled out of their sockets and fell at her feet.
"If I wake up, everything that just happened will really become a dream, right?"
"If I wake up, it won't be long before I forget this dream, right?"
"No one will care about a dream, even if the real pain happened to me."
Whether it is legal trials or the execution of criminals, they are not a means to eliminate evil, but only a helpless patch. This world is riddled with holes and repairs, and we have only arrived at where we are today.
If the memory of the victim slowly fades, will the evil that was done to them begin to fade until it disappears completely? I'm afraid, this is the real way to make sin disappear, right? ?
It would be better if the perpetrator never felt guilty or remorseful! If everyone acts as if nothing has happened, then our world will surely become more beautiful, peaceful, happy, and joyful!
In that case, why don't you wake up? Why are you still immersed in illusory dreams?
