This article is / pure abuse / now realized!
This is an unscripted "malice".
Some people regard your kindness as weakness and your silence as acquiescence.
I learned to shut up through repeated misunderstandings and bullying.
Also in my tears when my grandma left late at night, I understood what it means to have no support.
The first-person record is full of unspeakable grievances.
And the hope that I can't hold on to even though I try my best.
If you have ever felt alone in a crowd,
You might as well stop and listen to Wang Xiaowei finish telling this story about redemption and scars.
