On the Mortal Path of the Protagonist

I have always liked a person humblely, willing to live humblely for her.

In the summer when I was 14 years old, I was admitted as an honor student by a noble school in the province with free tuition and a high scholarship.

As a resident student, the dean called me to his office when I was packing my luggage the day before the entrance.Wearing a washed white shirt, I stood in front of the Dean's desk with some trepidation.

"Guo Qing, you know that the orphanage is facing financial difficulties, and it's not easy to provide for your education!" The dean narrowed his eyes with a smile, and took the He took a sip from the teacup that was still intact, but he kept spitting because it was too hot.

I didn't speak, because I always knew in my heart that the person in front of me would have to shed a layer of skin before letting go.

"Now that you have entered a noble school, you have the opportunity to meet more rich and powerful people. You must seize the opportunity. I have been in the world for so long, and I want to teach you some experience. I will definitely not harm you." The dean put down the teacup in his hand and stood up.The light from the candlelight cast a long shadow on the dean's fat body, which looked ferocious like a toad.

That's the best metaphor I can think of toad, and I can't help but laugh.

The dean walked up to me and put his hand on my shoulder. I raised my head in doubt, and saw the dean's eyes glowing and said: "Guo Qing, you said you are so beautiful, and you look like a girl when you smile. Like a little sister, why not make good use of it?"

I took a few steps back in a timely manner, escaped from the confinement of the dean, and said with a straight face: "I am a man."

The dean laughed a few words, rubbed his hands together and said, "Remember to make more friends when you are in school, that's all. Don't worry, the dean will not harm you."

I turned around and left the office. When I returned to the bedroom, there was no light.Pushing open the unlocked door, through the moonlight, you can see the clothes scattered on the ground, which are things that I have tidied up for a long time.

I stood for a while, looking at the light and shadow cast by the moonlight, feeling a little lonely for no reason.

Then I squatted down and tidied up everything softly, it was already midnight, looking at the fluorescent light of the black electronic watch in my hand, I sighed and lay down on the bed ready to sleep.

Surprisingly, those naughty children haven't slept yet, instead they are talking in small bits and pieces, and they are getting louder and louder.

Such a situation always made me care about whether I was talking bad about myself, so I pricked up my ears more and more to listen.

"Just heard it in the dean's office."

"What did you hear, tell me!"

"The dean said that Guo Qing is as pretty as a girl."

"You said we ate the same thing, why did Guo Qing look like that?"

"..." The voice dropped.

Then there was another burst of laughter: "I heard that the dean likes beautiful children? I think so."

"Ha ha"

I laughed a little when I heard this, one of the men is the dean's person that everyone knows, is it fun?But knowing that these are just their jokes, they still care about the chest tightness.

I pretended to cough, and the people over there stopped for a while, but they became louder, and they didn't close their mouths until the night watchman knocked on the door.

The night passed in such a mess.

The next day, the dean repeated what he said last night when I was going out, but now he pretended to be amiable, and I still kept my face stiff and did not speak.

When the dean waved me to leave, I left quickly. After a long time, the disgusting feeling kept pounding my throat, and I couldn't bear it anymore.I thought maybe I was leaving this place, so I became even more unscrupulous, and even wanted to refute the arbitrary dean.

The school is not as chaotic as I imagined, but those people are studying hard. I was a little surprised to see all this, but I also let go of my worries.

Maybe I was really happy too early. When I was asked by the school to speak at the opening ceremony as a student representative, everything changed.

Everyone seemed to know that I, the one who came out of the orphanage, took the honor of their leader, even though the leader said nothing.

But every time I walked past a person, I would get disdainful and contemptuous eyes, which made my heart a little uncomfortable for being praised for my excellent studies. With a stiff face, I walked through one person after another and sat in my seat.

After a while, someone came over and said to me, "Someone is looking for you!"

I didn't look at the person who was talking next to me. I knew that I would be beaten if I went out, but the fact is that I was thinking too well.

After the people next to me waited for a while and left, a large group of idlers came in, kicked my table down with a bang, and then stepped on it with one foot and looked at me.

I was still a little dazed and sat on the chair.

"Yo, this looks really good!"

A large group of people are booing.

And the person who kicked my table looked at me for a while and left.

I finally came to my senses and started to tidy up my desk and books without saying a word. The scattered books were randomly stepped on and kicked into every corner by people walking around.

I'm used to this kind of treatment, and I understand that resistance is useless, it's just a crueler treatment, at least until I'm incapable.

When I was collecting my own books and notebooks, and was about to pick up my math notebook, a foot stepped on it abruptly.

I said in a deep voice, "Please lift your foot!"

The man didn't move or speak, and I continued to say the same sentence: "Please lift your foot."

The man moved but kicked me. He leaned back in a panic and sat down on the ground. Unsurprisingly, he heard a burst of laughter. Looking up, the man was smiling with satisfaction. I thought I was Being targeted by him, because bullying me and making me look ugly he can get more attention, no wonder I think like this, because after that he is the main force to trick me.

The first time I met a lady was at the place where I worked. I had many part-time jobs, but the most profitable one was to dress up as a girl and work as a waiter in a high-end place. of.

Shame and all that was worn away in the orphanage.

Because there is nothing wrong with pretending that I am young, and I will be raped occasionally. At that time, I wondered if they knew that they were touching a boy, would they feel disgusted and want to vomit?

There was a little accident, I spilled the wine on the guest because of my inconvenient legs, the man who was doing it on the opposite side slapped me with one hand, and then pushed me away to see the lady who was spilled the wine.

The lady resisted the man's help, smiled and said it was okay, then walked up to me with apologetic face, raised her hand and gently touched my face and said, "It seems to be swollen, sorry, I hurt you .”

I've seen a lot of these pretentious people, and I should say later: How much money is here, you can use it to deal with it.

Seeing that I didn't speak, the lady said sorry again, then took my hand and walked to the special rest room on the side, and asked the person at the door to bring some ice cubes, pressed me on the chair, and helped me carefully. I also apply face.

I kept sneering in my heart, probably to establish a good image for that man.I don't know why, looking at her focused and beautiful face, I felt a little restless in my heart. I patted her hand off with one hand, and walked outside without saying a word.

I guessed that the lady didn't chase her out, but I felt more and more bored.

I was drugged and I knew it when I finished the mineral water my supervisor handed me.My limbs had already begun to weaken, so I had no choice but to prop myself up on the table beside me and look at the supervisor in puzzlement.

The person who came out next to me dispelled the little luck in my heart.

"Director, you think this kid is a good guy, can you have more?"

"President Hu, we have cooperated so many times, and you know that I am the same person."

Listening to the conversation between the two, I instantly understood that I had been sold.

Maybe the medicine is mainly to make myself unable to escape. My consciousness has always been sober, when I was pressed by a man, when I was licked disgustingly.

How much I wanted to escape, I was expecting someone to break into the door and save me like a girl, but nothing happened.In feeling that pain that goes deep into my soul, I despair.I suddenly thought that if I hadn't knocked off that woman's hand, everything wouldn't have happened?

Then what a thankful thing happened, the lady brought her bodyguards and got me out, only to comfort me after the initial surprise that I was a man.

I was sneering in my heart, but my body threw myself into her arms and wept bitterly.

On that day, I knew that there was nothing worth remembering in this world, but something was sprouting in my heart, especially when I saw the lady who was still smiling when she took me home and was beaten by her father .

I was left behind and worked as a small servant in Fu's house. Because of my studies, I focused more on the daily life of the young lady.

I have witnessed the growth of the young lady, and witnessed her gradually becoming indifferent, but my feelings for her have become stronger and stronger, because I know that she has only had that kind of tenderness towards myself.

I like a person and am willing to live humblely for her.

Even if it is death, she must die in her hands, and I am really happy that I did it.

Miss, miss, I've been here.

The author has something to say:

Thanks to the angels for their company, come on, one by one! ~(￣▽￣～)~ You are welcome.

By the way, I haven't seen Xingyu Angel for a long time, so give me a few more kisses.

The third dream. Jealousy