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, golden eye shadow was randomly brushed on the cheeks, the eyebrow pencil was broken, lipsticks of different colors were painted on the back of the hand one by one to compare the colors, and the perfume was secretly sprayed on the body, but the hand slipped and fell to the ground, breaking.

The whole room was immediately filled with the smell of delicious perfume, but the two painted grimaces turned pale all of a sudden. I hurriedly washed my face and hands, put away the scarves and shawls thrown on the bed, and put the lipstick on Going back to line up, everything looks normal, but the smell is lingering.

Anna no longer remembers how that day ended, but the feeling of dread remains to this day.Another bottle of perfume fell on the ground. She sniffed the pleasant smell in a daze, and watched the perfume slowly flow down the floor, but no one paid any attention to it.Sura was so frightened that she cried, and her mother held her in her arms. Such a chaotic scene paired with the rich and elegant perfume was too stimulating, how could it be possible to forget.

How could it be possible to forget that my father didn't return home for several nights, counted his business and property, came back with a calm face for several days, and finally committed suicide by swallowing a gun.

How could it be possible to forget, losing the mainstay all of a sudden, my mother worked as a female worker during the day, starched and washed clothes for others, and worked on the factory assembly line at night. In winter, her hands were still soaked in bitterly icy water, and the work on the assembly line could not stop for a moment.When the wind blows, there are cracks on the hands. The dexterous fingers that taught them to play the piano become red, swollen and rough. When spring comes, the hands are full of chilblains, which are itchy and painful.In the evening, I was only willing to light an oil lamp, and took odd needlework from the tailor. Anna and Sura pasted paper bags together, and also learned to sew eyes for dolls.Cheap dolls were not rare items in their eyes before, but now they can only reluctantly exchange them for a little money, watching children from other families hold them in their arms and be led away by their parents.

How could I forget.When my mother said she was going to remarry.Sura cried and refused, but Anna stood there blankly.She also wanted to say, Mom, don't remarry, we can support ourselves.She also wanted to say like Sura, I miss Dad.She also wanted to stop her mother from tidying up the only things left in the house that were stained with her father's breath. She wanted to wipe away her mother's tears and said that we could live together like this, but no, her own tears fell on the back of her hand, burning It hurts from the cracks from winter to spring.

Mother was right.I don't want the three of them to live this kind of life again, marry a rich businessman again, and have no worries about food and clothing from now on.Her hands had become rough and bruised, and her wedding ring, which had not been sold, had long been abandoned, and she did not need it for menial work.Their family dismissed the servants, could not eat delicious soft bread, could not eat fresh meat, ate stew all day long, and did rough work by themselves.The most frightening thing is that I have left my original life all of a sudden, but I don't know when it will end.Now that the end has come, Anna can't accept it all at once.

I can't forget the scenes of the family of four listening to their father reading fairy tales in those nights. Those are the best memories of their family.Sura sat on the ground crying hoarsely, and asked her sister why you didn't persuade her mother.In the end, he just silently wiped his tears and watched them sobbing.

The moment the three of them got out of the carriage with simple luggage and entered the manor, Anna decided to deal with everything that followed.Take good care of Su La, who is still naive. She put away the shock of wealth in her eyes, walked slowly past those servants in her best clothes, and lived with her head held high from that day on.

Just never forget the struggle in my heart.She knew why her mother still wanted to marry a rich man after being forced to ruin her family by those chaebols.She didn't forget the questions they asked her mother after hearing the story of Princess and the Pea for the first time, and she didn't forget that those stories have been imprinted in her heart for so many years, which is what the hateful rich and hateful nobles would do.There will be such a fairy tale, there will be a prince who really regards himself as Cinderella's prince, and there will be such a prince, there will be all kinds of princesses.

She never expected that one day, she would also step into this circle that she once hated.I remember that one day I helped my mother to work for the landlord. Because I was afraid of being driven away because I couldn’t pay the rent, I always tried my best to please the landlord.It was that day that the landlord directed the two little girls to carry the boxes, and a carriage passed by, and the little girls' laughter and laughter were carried by the wind.Anna couldn't help but looked up. It was a girl who was about the same age as them. They were wearing beautiful dresses and holding a doll and going out with their parents. Their eyes were still innocent and ignorant of the world, while the two people standing on the ground were dressed in clean clothes and faded from washing. The old clothes, the muddy water splashed on the legs by the carriage, and doing some hard and thankless things.Even then, she never thought of experiencing such a life, because it was these rich people who forced their father to death.

So until she lived in the manor for a long time, sometimes when she woke up in the morning, Anna would forget that she could pull the bell to call the maid. She still thought that she was the first one to wake up after her mother went out, and she wanted to wake up Sura next to her. , you have to make a fire, you have to walk home with a heavy bucket, you have to eat those dry bread for breakfast, you have to wash your clothes and scrub the floor, don’t be too surprised to see mice, the landlord will be scolded for waking up.Until she pushed the quilt beside her and woke up but was lying on a big bed, which was big enough to make her feel lost. Then she got up, dressed and went to the restaurant for dinner, with the servants standing behind her.She could eat until she was bored with the uneaten, pineapples from Sicily, pomegranates from Malaga, plums from the Barilique, peaches from France and dates from Tunisia.The dinner on the first day made them almost dumbfounded. Roast pheasant with Corsican blackbird, I don’t know what to eat, the lamb with mustard mayonnaise made Sula choke tears, wild boar ham jelly, unheard of Flounder and sizable lobsters.Silver platters and oriental porcelain, Cinderella, who are the same age as them, and even their nightdresses are all made of silk, and they eat meals skillfully without surprise, obviously eating these often.Recalling the black bread, cold meat and coffee that I struggled to swallow every day, the burnt porridge is also worth cherishing, occasionally I eat thin oat cakes, and every dinner has a big pot of messy potatoes stewed with fat. The mother bought some fruit cakes to satisfy their hunger, and most of the time they ate the bread that was burnt by the bakery guys and sold cheaply.Such a comparison, like a dream, began to lose taste.

Mom, you said, there is something in the Bible: It is better to eat vegetables and love each other than to eat fat cows and hate each other.

Mom, you are putting on makeup and dressing up again, playing cards and dancing all day long, going to the box to watch the opera, and growing flowers in the greenhouse.There are no chilblains and chapped marks on your hands anymore, they are delicately maintained, and they are covered with pearls, crystals and agate gemstones. Do you still remember the wedding ring that was treasured?

Mom, one winter after coming to the manor, the maid didn't get up in time to take care of the fire. Anna woke up and the six charcoal stoves were still hot, but the pleasant crackling sound of the wood burning in the fireplace disappeared.She forced herself to get out of the warm blanket, and tiptoed across the cold stone floor to find the tinder box and poker.After the difference of three seasons between the leisurely life of food and the starvation of last winter, her hands are no longer able to do housework.After finally re-igniting the fireplace, Anna didn't think of blaming the maid who went to bed late, and just crawled back to bed sleepily.And when Cinderella mentioned at breakfast that she was woken up cold in the morning, the stepfather immediately ordered the housekeeper to fire the maid.On Cinderella's face, there was neither the lingering anger after venting her anger nor the shock at the consequences of her slight criticism, just a natural indifference expression.At that moment, Anna saw the same feelings as herself from Sura's eyes. The fact that they were busy in their respective rooms for half a day in the morning and finally able to warm themselves should not be used as an excuse to tolerate this dereliction of duty. You can understand that if you freeze to death and refuse to do rough work, it is best not to mention the kind of thing that gets your hands dirty.

Mom, play with the people around you. You know they are often mean, ungrateful, greedy, full of benevolence, morality and chivalry, classify the people around them into high and low, regard human life as worthless, arrogant, empty and numb, simple-minded and weak limbs.In order to pursue a pale complexion, he contracted lung disease, and wrote some gorgeous rhetoric without knowing the meaning of the poem, just like a vampire who barely appeared in the sun, riding a horse precariously to hunt, suffocating himself in marijuana, tobacco and alcohol.

Mom, why is it that a bunch of low-class people get together and become high society?

Thinking about it this way, she has too deep a bad impression of rich people, and in the eyes of outsiders, she can also be an object of groveling. Anyone who walks out of such a huge manor needs to be cured.After seeing the prince, Anna knew what a real nobleman was.

She couldn't let go of her former self, just like she couldn't escape his fatal attraction.Everything after entering the manor made her feel at a loss, and the existence of Keigo Atobe proved that there is indeed such a kind of person in this world who deserves all the highest honors and the highest sincere praise.She wondered if she was being deceived by appearances, because they had only met so many times, and those few times were enough to make her doubt her previous conclusion.She was afraid that what she saw was actually the truth, which made her want to keep getting closer, but there was no light at the end of this road.

That's why Cinderella is like that, and Sura