Everyone I want to bully is abnormal

She has been very popular with the opposite sex since she was a child, but deeply disliked by the same sex.

When she was a child, she was pinned to the ground and beaten by boys, and in extreme cases, her body was even hurt.

If a boy poked her arm with a pen during class, he would be surrounded by other boys and treated like a monkey after class.

When people are young, their evil thoughts are always particularly pure and direct.

It was not until after graduation that someone came up to me and jokingly said that they did this because they liked me.

Chu Jinyan had no idea how they could say such words with a smile and without any burden.

At school, she suffered physical bullying from boys and verbal violence from girls. At home, her parents were more concerned about her younger brother.

But, I finally made it through, didn't I? Junior high school must be a good start. I should be more cheerful and make lots of friends, so that things like what happened in elementary school won't happen again.

At first, the cheerful and helpful character she portrayed did help her blend into a circle of girls, and they were good friends who could talk about anything.

But one day, when a boy came to her and confessed his love to her, this happy and peaceful daily life was disrupted.

The best friend who played with me the best asked me why I stole her boyfriend?

Chu Jinyan didn’t understand. She had clearly refused. Besides, how could children like them understand what affection and love were?

Is it like the expression of love that the boys said to themselves in elementary school, or is it like dad loves mom, and mom and dad love my younger brother?

If that's the emotion, why bully yourself?

So no matter which one it is, she doesn't understand. She feels that people of their age don't know what love is.

The relationship between best friends is, at most, that they grew up together and developed a sense of dependence on their brother, just like a younger brother has on himself.

But her best friend obviously didn't listen to her advice, and then, she started spreading rumors from nowhere.

She said she was a bitch who specialized in stealing her best friends' boyfriends. As more men confessed their love to her, the misunderstandings and rifts grew deeper and deeper.

The girls kept away from me, just like they did in elementary school, and the boys continued to harass me.

But the good news is that boys in junior high school are not like those little brats in elementary school who express their emotions in an overly extreme way.

At least not the kind where you use a fruit knife to carve the other person's name on your hand.

There is no one who has to make himself cry to express love.

But relatively speaking, it is just a little bit softer and will no longer hurt the body.

But the mental harm came again, like writing some love words on clothes, which was considered a minor thing.

When I was cleaning, there was endless garbage to sweep, and then the other person suddenly joined in and started chatting with me.

The homework I handed in would always disappear inexplicably, causing me to be scolded and punished by the teacher every day.

When I entered the classroom every day, there would be some small traps on the door to play tricks on me, and some "little surprises" in the drawers to scare me.

If you show fear, shock, or cry, no matter what emotion you are feeling, a bunch of boys will come around and ask about your well-being.

Relationships are just like this terrible life, going on and on day after day, in a cycle, with seemingly no end.

The turning point for me came when I was in high school.

She almost couldn't go to high school because her younger brother was old enough to go to school, which cost even more.

Sooner or later, I will become an outsider, so there is no need to spend more money on her.

This was discussed by her parents in person, and in the end it was her grandmother who came over and took out her meager retirement savings to support her high school education.

At first, my parents were very opposed to it, because in their eyes, grandma’s pension would become my brother’s in the future.

In my eyes, my grandmother has always been a kind and bookish teacher, and she was indeed a teacher in the past. She had never gotten angry with anyone, except this time.

Mom and Dad strongly opposed it, but grandma had her own house and one of her students became a police officer, so they couldn't control her at all.

My parents’ bottom line is that I am not allowed to live at home in the future, and they will not give me a penny anymore.

When she earns money from working in the future, she must pay back double what she owes her parents. They even signed a contract in black and white, so now she lives with her grandmother.

She once said that she didn't want to go to high school. If home was compared to a prison, then school was undoubtedly a hell-like place in her eyes.

But grandma told me that only by being strong and self-loving can people protect themselves.

Only by becoming stronger can you have enough strength to love yourself, and learning is your only way out.

My grandmother said that once I was admitted to a good university, I would understand how to be self-reliant and how to love myself.

So after entering high school, she became quiet and focused on studying.

No matter what you say or do, the final result will not be good.

But this time I did nothing, and misfortune still came.

Because of her parents, she came to school a week later.

The teachers she met in this school were all very nice. Not only did they take out of their own time to help her with her lessons, they also specifically instructed the class monitor to take good care of her.

She actually wanted to say no, but she didn't want to refuse the teacher's kindness.

High school is the age when most people begin to fall in love, and I have a general understanding of this aspect.

She could sense that the boys in her class had different attitudes towards her.

And this time I was even luckier because I met the squad leader.

At first, there were boys in the class who were talking nonsense to me, and the class monitor stopped them sternly.

It was then that she realized that these people could understand human language, but they just couldn't understand her language.

From then on, the class monitor always took good care of herself. If a boy pulled her braids during class, the class monitor would raise his hand and tell the teacher in public.

If someone starts spreading rumors about themselves, the class monitor will tell the teacher immediately. Although the culprit is not caught, the rumors will be quelled.

In short, the class monitor has a skill that makes everyone hate her, which is to report the teacher, and the class monitor has always protected her, which makes her high school life much smoother.

She thought her high school life would end in these beautiful memories, until the day when the class monitor confessed to her, and the panic in her heart surged up again like a tide.

I refused it myself, without leaving any room for negotiation.

Although she was grateful for what the monitor had done, she did not like him, so she did not want to deceive him.