Meng Tangan clearly knows that before she grows up, she needs their support to maintain her life.

What do they like?

That's how she acts.

Only in this way will you not be abandoned.

Adults always like excellent and sensible children, and she must be a role model!

She must be excellent, hardworking, and motivated, she must be beautiful, decent, and able to speak, and she must satisfy all their vanities.

She desperately absorbs nutrients from everyone and learns knowledge desperately, like a sponge that can never absorb enough water.

The moment you push yourself to the limit, you will never learn to be satisfied.

She stayed up until three in the morning every night, sneaked outside the church to watch the children play the piano, and picked up countless scraps to sell to make money to buy the supplies she needed!

In fact, Meng Tang'an did become someone else's child.

Once someone mentions her, they will say: "She's that little girl from the Meng family. She's so young at a young age, and her academic performance is so good. She's ranked first in grade, and she's sensible and sweet-tongued!"

"I heard that I won first place in the last international speech contest! There was also a bonus, and what violin competition did I participate in at the same time?"

"Last time I saw this kid dance classical dance very well!"

"I heard that she is the adopted daughter of the Meng family?"

"It took me eight lifetimes to be so lucky to have such a daughter!"

Relatives from all walks of life no longer shun Meng Tangan like a snake or a scorpion, and every time they meet, they enthusiastically invite her to stay at their home.

It seems that the dislike and harsh comments in the past do not exist at all.

They hope that Meng Tang'an can get into a good university and find a good job to repay their kindness and support their children!

They often told her: "Tangtang, you have to repay your kindness. It's not easy for my uncle to support you in school."

She nodded sweetly and said the hypocritical words of an adult. She was eleven years old at that time: "Without the help of my uncles, how would Tangan be today? You guys have worked so hard. When Tangan grows up, he will definitely be

I want to buy a big house for my uncle to live in!"

The tone is exaggerated, with a hint of childlike innocence, yet still dependent and friendly.

It often makes people laugh and is extremely satisfying.

In the eyes of her elders, she is a well-behaved and sensible child; in the eyes of her neighbors, she is a cheerful and enthusiastic junior; in the eyes of her teachers and classmates, she is always the number one good student.

Meng Tangan is so familiar with lies that it has become an instinct in his bones.

Sometimes even I don’t know whether what I’m telling you is the truth or a lie.

She packages herself as a perfect persona, but cannot deceive her rotten soul!

Later, she was admitted to the best high school. At that time, there was a puppy love scandal in the school.

Meng Tang Ansheng is very good. He wears a loose school uniform, carries a schoolbag, and has a ponytail. He has a pretty and youthful figure, and his peach blossom eyes are beginning to show affection. He is fourteen years old.

Many young boys came to send her love letters, with shy love in their eyes.

She knew her advantages and took advantage of them. She accepted the love letters one by one, considered them tenderly and awkwardly, told her difficulties, and maintained an ambiguous relationship.

She used them to do many things that were inconvenient for her to do.

Only when a person returns home, in the middle of the night, will he lie down next to the toilet and vomit until the sky is dark, his fingers digging into his throat, and he can spit out his heart!

It was always dark at night with no light visible. She often sat by the window, staying up all night, crazily studying unknown knowledge.

It doesn't matter if it gets dark. When it gets dark, she will be a good child in everyone's eyes again.

During that time, Meng Tangan lived in his third uncle's house. The third uncle's family only had one son. He was not too tall and average-looking. He was idle, skipping school and falling in love was commonplace. He also thought he was handsome.

The way he looked at her made Meng Tangan very uncomfortable.

Until that night, there was no one at Third Uncle's house. She came home from school. When she pushed the door open, she found that her door was locked. She immediately knocked on the door: "Third Uncle? Third Aunt? Is anyone in there?"

After a while, someone opened the door. It was her cousin!

"Cousin, why are you in my room?"

The boy stared at her, his face flushed.

The living room was quiet, no one was there, and it was dark. Meng Tangan took half a step back.

"Just strolling around!" Fortunately, the boy didn't do anything else, he pushed her shoulder away and ran out.

Meng Tangan walked into the room, locked the door, put her schoolbag aside, hung her school uniform on the hanger, looked around, and finally settled on the bed. The bedding had obviously been moved and had several wrinkles.

She has a strong sense of privacy, but unfortunately, in this family, she never has privacy.

It was already dark outside the window, and there was only the ticking sound of the clock in the room. She walked forward and smelled a strange smell on the bedding.

It’s not that Meng Tangan doesn’t understand anything, on the contrary, she is mentally precocious than anyone else.

She stood in front of the quilt and was quiet for a long time. The lights were not turned on in the room, and her expression was lost in the darkness.

Later, she took the scissors with an expressionless face and cut open the quilt, and then stabbed the quilt with a knife until it was to pieces, and the cotton wool flew everywhere, which was shocking!

How disgusting.

She wanted to.

She stood in the sky full of cotton wool, her hands were trembling, she pointed the tip of the knife at herself, and made slender cuts on her scarred arms. Blood rolled out, and the obsessive pain became the best thing.

The best medicine!

Meng Tangan let out a joyful cry from his throat, which echoed lowly in the room.

On the third day, the new injury on her arm was accidentally discovered by the teacher.

The teacher is their class teacher, a forty-seven-year-old female, with neat short hair and black-rimmed glasses. She looks ten years older. She has a stern face and is stern and scary. He called her to the office and asked her to give her a lesson.

Parents call.

Meng Tangan cried and begged her not to tell her parents. With red eyes and tears, she used the most innocent words at her age to win the teacher's trust.

She must never let them know that she has a tendency to self-harm, or they will say she is crazy!

The teacher was not as stern as she imagined. He sighed deeply, rubbed her head gently, and spoke to her sincerely.

"Tang'an, you are only a freshman in high school this year. You have a long future. We may encounter various lucky or unfortunate things in our lives, but this is not the reason for us to hurt ourselves. Time will not let you down."
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"If you don't want to say it, we won't. But you have to promise the teacher not to hurt yourself in the future. A girl's body is very precious. Do you understand?"

There was no reprimand as expected, but the gentle words of comfort made Meng Tangan stunned for a long time, sobbing and saying yes.

"Here, pull the hook."

"Hook."

The teacher hugged her and gave her a candy.

That night, because he was left in the office to talk, when Meng Tangan went out, there was no one in the school.

She walked alone on the empty street and tightened her grip on the candy in her hand. The fruit candy was so hard that it hurt her hands, and she didn't feel anything. She held it tightly so that the fruit candy contaminated her body temperature and stayed with her for a long time!

Will she come out?

Can she really do it?

Meng Tangan was shaken for the first time and had hope for the first time.

Give it a try.
Chapter completed!