I can be infinite

Chapter 57 Diary
August 8, 12, rain.

Today's mood is as gloomy as the sky outside.

Xiaorou has entered the solid state and was praised by Teacher Keynes.

And I was scolded in front of everyone as the object of criticism.

I am so sad.

Xiaorou's comfort did not make me happy.

They couldn't see that I was secretly training at 01:30 in the morning.

I can't see the calluses on my hands and the blood blisters on the soles of my feet.

This is strange.

Is not it?
After all, according to Xiaorou herself, she will go to bed before ten o'clock every day at the request of her grandfather, and there is no extra training.

You can take a rest at any time if you are tired.

Listening to the obviously lazy way of practice, he became the fastest breakthrough gifted student in the class.

This is not fair.

Even more unfair.

My father educates me every day.

Every time I get very uncomfortable and it sounds harsh.

So today I told my mother.

But my mother taught me a lesson severely.

She told me that without my father risking his life every day outside hunting, exploring, she and I would starve to death on the streets.

She said I had sullied my father's education.

So she slapped me.

November 11, 28 years old autumn.

Today is a special day.

Autumn is coming.

After Mr. Cairns announced the holiday, everyone's mood was not high.

Because next spring, some people here may never return to class.

After packing up.

Xiaorou took me to her house.

This is something we said before.

Xiaorou's home is also in the Fifth Ring Road, and the location is better than ours.

Her mother received me warmly.

I also saw the grandpa that Xiaorou was talking about every day.

To be honest, it was the first time I saw such an old man, and he looked very kind.

if it is possible.

I also want to have a grandpa.

But listen to your father.

Grandpa was eaten by his own companions in the dark days of late autumn.

December 12, 1 years old, cold.

After waking up.

I glanced at the ceiling.

Get dressed lightly.

I tiptoed to the window and looked at the snow-white particles floating outside.

I shuddered.

My father became more and more strict.

So severe that I couldn't breathe.

As soon as I stopped practicing, my father would slap me

It's like having a nightmare

In the dream, the father became a tiger.

but me.

Yes, it is a lamb at a loss.

December 12, 2 years old, cold.

No sleep all night.

Father hit me again.

I hate him more and more.

After my father went out, I still told my mother the story about my father's education.

The expected comfort did not come.

This woman, born into a family of blacksmiths, told me this is what I should do.

Be grateful for what you have now.

She didn't hit me.

She just told her father.

Father was very angry.

I was hung up.

He pointed angrily at my head.

He scolded me that every part of my body was his property.

He said he spent so much resources on me and learned nothing in school.

He said he regretted it.

The resources I went to Bai Lun College can allow him to change into better weapons.

He said I was a rice bug.

An ungrateful little monster.

I don't deserve his spanking.

However, my father never kept his promise.

Still beat me.

March 3, 2 years old, spring.

The darkness ends when the first rays of sunlight appear.

It feels so good to be alive.

I went back to Barron College.

It is worth celebrating.

Mr Keynes is dead.

It is said that the heart was gouged out by a banshee.

Xiaorou still has that confident and happy little face.

She said that this winter was like before, lying like a rabbit for dozens of days.

I envy her cheerful spirit.

And when I asked her if she was afraid of the dark.

She said that as long as you have a bright heart, you will not be afraid.

I asked her how she came up with it.

She said it was Grandpa's motto.

Her words reminded me of my father.

His motto is.

I'm doing this for your own good.

April 4-8 heavy rain.

do not know why.

Every time I hear my father's motto.

I will feel bad for a while.

And the way my mother looked at me became more and more complaining.

at last.

She rushed into my room.

Asked me why I wasted so much money by not studying hard.

I stared blankly at her.

I couldn't imagine this charming woman asking me this question.

I even wondered for a moment if I crawled out of her belly.

I am indifferent.

I questioned her if I was born by her.

So father and mother did it together.

I lost three teeth.

I spit on them.

Three more teeth fell out.

I dare not.

I hate my father.

He also hated his mother.

I don't know if I am their daughter or not.

Su Hao frowned. After the end of this article, the middle of the diary was torn out a lot.

Only the last few articles.

May 5, 5 years old, overcast.

I hate Su Xiaorou more and more.

The girl who was smiling all day long had something in her mind, she thought that men and women were not close, and refused the confession of several sons of jazz.

It's stupid as hell.

Seeing her pretending to be cute, her shy face wanted to tear her apart.

Nausea.

madness.

The only function of the body is to be a vehicle for the soul.

Where does love come from.

But there must be something pitiful about a hateful person.

This cute girl has never been beaten by her father and grandfather because of her studies.

What a ridiculous thing to do.

Did she think she was a princess?

Does the torii of a super-student flow on his body?

It's hilarious.

But as her closest friend.

I have to help her out of this predicament.

this kind of thing.

There is no better fit for Bruce, son of Viscount Bruce.

June 6, 8 years old, Yang.

Damn it!
Bruce is dead.

This is really bad news.

The good news is.

That bitch Su Xiaorou is gone.

I don't think there will ever be such a disgusting girl in this world again.

The happy mood made me smile when I faced my parents today.

I think I'm still lucky.

Most girls of the same age in areas outside the Fifth Ring Road have already married and had children.

And I can read and go to school.

He can also practice martial arts and become a qualified knight after graduation.

Far beyond the lives of most people.

Mother was right.

I should thank my father for whipping me.

If it weren't for my father's strict education, I wouldn't have become a knight in blue armor.

September 9, 9 years old, wind.

This is my third pregnancy.

It's Blue's child.

Blue gave me a sum of money.

Let me make my own choice.

I chose clear.

I don't like to let my body feel heavy.

This affects graduation ceremonies this year.

My ideal is to become a qualified knight who can freely enter and leave the city like my father.

Enjoy the beautiful scenery on the banks of Lake Pass, capture the beasts in the Gaussian Mountains, dig out the condensation of zombies in the city ruins, and try love with handsome men in the wheat field until dawn.

Also, I don't like Blue.

The last page of the diary.

is blank.

(End of this chapter)