After being bound by the system, Bai Yueguang and I reunited

I've known since I was a kid that I was a bad person.

When I was in elementary school, the boy in the back seat often pulled my ponytail, secretly hid my stationery, and even put weird and disgusting bugs into my desk.

Every time a fat man bullied me, I would cry so loudly that everyone would know.

So, when he was angered, he would bully me even more.

I patiently waited for my chance.

Until that day, the fat man once again pulled my hair and threw bugs on me.

Because this kind of thing happens every three days, the classmates around us seem to be used to it, and no one looks at us.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, I pretended to be pushed hard and even the table fell to the ground. Seeing how embarrassed I was, he laughed.

I lowered my head as if I couldn't bear it any longer, and raised my hand to raise a handful of chalk dust that I had secretly prepared.

He was stunned, screamed and covered his face with his hands, and angrily raised his foot to step on me.

I moved my legs slightly, and the angle was just right, so that when he stepped toward me, he stumbled hard.

Just like that, his forehead hit the corner of the table, causing blood to flow immediately.

At this time, the classmates were all panicked and hurriedly called the class teacher, but I laughed quietly and started crying.

When the head teacher arrived, he saw me crying and him with blood on his face.

This matter has become a big deal, and parents must be invited.

The boy's mother came quickly.

When she came, she first looked at the boy who had bandaged his wound, her eyes were filled with distress.

The fat man got his mother's attention. He accused me more and more jealously, and looked at me with a show-off in his eyes.

I gave him a provocative look, then timidly grabbed the corner of his mother's clothes.

"Auntie, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have resisted when he hit me. I should have let this classmate. The teacher taught us to get along well with each other. It was what I did wrong."

As he spoke, tears fell heavily.

The aunt looked at me for a moment, then turned her head. The fat man asked angrily.

Looking at the fat man, he was speechless and couldn't explain clearly.

I hid behind his mother and smiled wantonly at him.

I had already solved this matter before my mother came.

The fat man’s mother felt very guilty and apologized to me, and bought me some fruit snacks.

I accepted it without any courtesy.

These things are compensation for my forbearance these days. Furthermore, the fruit snacks she brought are enough for my mother and I to eat for a long time.

During middle school, I always ranked first in my grade because I knew very well that the first opportunity to break away from class constraints was the college entrance examination.

But at that time, the popular thing among students was not to study hard. They were young and ignorant. They thought that smoking, drinking, forming cliques, forming small groups, and even having a vigorous love relationship would be considered youthful.

My out-of-place behavior was showing off, pretending to be noble, and looking down on them.

At a tense moment, the most popular boy in the class openly handed me a love letter during a break.

He said he liked it, but it caused me trouble.

This time, I completely offended the female bully in the class.

I didn't want their childish and vicious behavior to disturb my scarce study time, so whenever I left class I would hang out with better girls, and when school was over, I would also walk on crowded roads.

It's a pity that I can hide for a while, but not forever.

They imitated what they did in the TV series, intimidating and coercing a female classmate with whom I had a good relationship. They made an appointment to go to the bathroom together, but actually secretly locked the door to the attic.

I noticed something was wrong and immediately stepped back. As expected, a bucket of dirty water poured down from the cubicle door. Fortunately, I hid in time and only wetted the hem of my school uniform and pants.

"Hahahaha! Li Chaoge, you poor bitch, you dare to seduce the person I like, let's see how I deal with you."

I had a cold face, but my voice was weak and pleading.

They got great psychological satisfaction, and after cursing for a while, they took off the mop that was pressed against the door.

I gathered myself together and pushed open the compartment door.

There were four or five girls standing outside the door with their hands in their pockets and thick bangs. They were chewing gum and looking at me up and down with disdain.

"Hey, bitch! As long as you stay away from all the boys in the class, I will let you go. Otherwise, you can try to see how powerful I am."

According to my usual handling style, I will show weakness first, then lie dormant, and when I find the opportunity, I will hit it with one blow.

I was thinking about what to say, but before I could speak, I was interrupted by the leading girl.

"Looking at your vixen-like appearance, you must be imitating your mother, right? Everyone in your family knows that you are a bastard who doesn't even have a father. Maybe your mother picked up a guest one time The evil seed left behind by time!”

"Ah? It turns out that Li Chaoge is a prostitute! No wonder, you can smell her filthy smell from a long distance away."

"Hehe, the little whore brought by the old prostitute."

The leading girl looked proud, as if she had discovered some big secret, and said it in a showy tone.

"You all don't know, right? I've seen Li Chaoge pick up trash. She even picked up sanitary napkins and she didn't mind them being dirty. Maybe she's got some kind of dirty disease now!"

"Wow, my God, that's disgusting!"

They played around and hit me with water-soaked tissues.

It hurts, it hurts so much.

I clenched my fists tightly, almost bleeding.

But I can't resist.

The consequence of resistance is that the mother begs for help and apologizes in a low voice.

I witnessed this happen a long time ago.

So, I don’t care about any dirty tricks, so what if it’s not so upright? It's important for people like me to survive.

I endured their humiliation.

Then, quietly, I seduced the boy who gave me a love letter and was liked by my eldest sister.

We grew closer, sometimes looking at each other in the library, sometimes holding each other's hand gently on the bus.

After I guessed that the time was almost up, I angered the female bully, causing her to slap me in the face and pick up my long hair into uneven pieces.

I trimmed my hair a little, and while the palm prints were still clear, I quickly asked the boy out.

I wore a mask and long sleeves and long pants, and in a choked voice I told him to stay away from me from now on.

Sure enough, he noticed something was wrong and asked what happened.

I mumbled a few words, then pulled off the mask.

He was shocked.

I immediately felt tired, turned around and ran away.

I've known since I was little that I have a beautiful face.

This is a gift from God, but it is also a disaster.

A beautiful face can also be my weapon.

When I went to school the next day, I heard that the female school bully group had asked for leave.

After a while, they transferred to another school.

I am a little regretful that many methods have not been used yet.

But it doesn't matter, what's important now is learning, and it's not too late to take revenge later.

I am a person who must retaliate against evil.