The Female Lead Pursues the Male Lead, Then Gives up Halfway, and He Panics

52 病 The Possessive Power Minister’s Guide to Spoiling His Wife Late DayAncient Romance209k WordsCompleted 3kReads9.2Score401Shelves

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This should have counted. The heroine found out that the guide turned into a villain and wanted to regret it, but the hero didn't give her a chance at all.

53 御 Yu Ye's Favorite After His Rebirth Chang'e in the MoonModern Romance101k WordsCompleted 1.2kReads—Score105Shelves

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🔥"The Beloved After the Rebirth of the Royal Master" Chasing Wife's Crematorium High Burning Warning! In her previous life, she made a mistake and gave everything she had for him, but in exchange she said, "Don't be so sentimental." After returning from rebirth, she sneered: "Master Yu, I don't want you this time." 💔[Early period of women chasing men] - She gave him a city full of roses with red eyes - He frowned and tore up the love letter: "I'm sorry." - Until she decided to turn around... He panicked! 🔥The late man chasing his wife "Please look at me again!" The former cold and aloof emperor knelt in the heavy rain, tremblingly holding out every rose specimen she had ever given. ✨Rebirth as a scum + wife chasing Shura field, see how the boss puts himself into the crematorium, and then criticize and pamper him like crazy! Shuangjie HE

54 老 Don't Be Afraid, My Wife, I Have an Atonement System so I Can Chase You. A Boring Rich WomanModern Romance203k WordsCompleted 2.6kReads5.8Score142Shelves

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The runaway daughter VS the paranoid upstart. In the last life, he was played and abandoned by her. When they met again, he was crazy and paranoid. He imprisoned her for five years in marriage. She unexpectedly gave birth to a child. The heroine passed away full of hatred. In this life, he stalked and pursued his wife forcefully.

55 重 Reborn and Found That I Am the White Moonlight in the Heart of a Tyrant Nine BooksAncient Romance151k WordsCompleted 62Reads—Score—Shelves

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Good-looking, super good-looking

56 鱼 Fish Have No Legs Unhappy Fat OrangeModern Romance574k WordsCompleted 5.4kReads8.8Score534Shelves

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Overall, it's okay. It can be used to relieve boredom when I'm short of books.

57 赐 After Giving Me the Slave Seal, the Prince Begged Me for Forgiveness. Eyes That Flow With WaterAncient Romance877k WordsCompleted 520Reads6.8Score—Shelves

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In the early stage, the man abused the woman so deeply! ! ! Later on, when the male protagonist kneels down to beg the female protagonist for forgiveness, he is neither gentle nor considerate. He just stares at him with those stubborn eyes, as if he owes her something. He sneered, raised his hand to signal the guards to come forward, and pressed her onto the cold floor tiles. She struggled, her black hair spread out messily, revealing a pale but still stubborn face. "Gift the word?" She gritted her teeth, with sarcasm in her voice, "Do you think you can make me surrender by leaving a mark on my face?" He leaned over, held her chin, and forced her to look up at him. Those eyes were still as clear as stars, without any fear. "I don't need you to surrender." He whispered, his fingertips caressing her skin, his tone was dangerous and cold, "I just want you to remember that you will always be mine." The guard brought the red-hot iron, and his eyes were dim and unclear under the firelight. She suddenly laughed, a sad and decisive smile: "Okay, then let's brand her! Let's see whether your brand is deeper or my hatred is deeper!" The branding iron approached, and the air was filled with the smell of burning flesh. She bit her lip tightly, refusing to let out a cry of pain, and only tears fell silently. He stared at her, his heart tightening inexplicably, but he didn't shout stop after all.

58 我 Am I High? Who Is That Person Crying for Forgiveness? Wasabi Cream PuffAncient Romance409k WordsCompleted 1.7kReads7.2Score200Shelves

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The male protagonist's maid made the female protagonist drink poisoned wine. After the female protagonist was reborn, she stayed away from the male protagonist. The male protagonist regretted pursuing his wife in the crematorium. The female protagonist hated the male protagonist in the previous life but loved the male protagonist in this life. The emotional entanglement was very complicated.

59 炮 The Cannon-Fodder Ex-Wife Wants a Divorce A Little White PoplarModern Romance359k WordsCompleted 565Reads6.4Score—Shelves

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This is really beautiful, highly recommended! ! ! ! ! !

61 做 Be Your Star Pegasus's CatModern Romance301k WordsCompleted 6.2kReads9.2Score800Shelves

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- **Depressive Beginning**: 16-year-old Hao Tian lives in a small supermarket run by her parents. Her mother is strict and rigid, her father travels on business all year round, and the family atmosphere is depressing. A sudden rainstorm made her come home soaked, but she only got a scolding from her mother. - **Family Secret**: Hao Tian accidentally discovered ambiguous text messages on her father's mobile phone and began to suspect that her father was having an affair. She stalks her father and discovers that he is secretly meeting a young woman, and her inner world begins to collapse. - **Spiritual Haven**: In school, Hao Tian's only friend is the transfer student Chen Mo, a literary young man who loves photography. He became the person Hao Tian confided in, and the two shared their thoughts and dreams in the library and on the rooftop. - **Truth Revealed**: Hao Tian finally plucked up the courage to question her father, but learned an even more shocking truth - the woman was the daughter of his father and his ex-wife, Hao Tian's half-sister. The parents concealed this fact for a long time. - **Family Crisis**: After learning that Hao Tian knew the truth, her mother broke down and revealed more family secrets, including her father's past infidelity and the family's financial difficulties. Hao Tian felt cheated and betrayed. - **Growth Opportunity**: During the family crisis, Hao Tian began to re-examine her parents and her own life. With Chen Mo's encouragement, she decided to no longer be a silent bystander, but to face family problems bravely. This writing focuses on the process of Hao Tian discovering her father's secret and the warm moments when she established friendship with Chen Mo, showing the confusion and growth of adolescent girls when facing family changes. --- Rain dripped down the stairs along Hao Tian's hair, leaving a string of dark traces. She stood in the corridor on the second floor, her soaked school uniform clinging to her skin, and it was so cold that she shivered. My mother's voice came from the supermarket downstairs, vague but full of familiar reproach. "Come back from the rain again? How many times have I told you to check the weather forecast..." The mother's voice stopped suddenly, followed by the sound of the shelves being pushed back to their original positions. Hao Tian bit her lower lip and walked into her room quietly. The moment the door closed, she breathed a sigh of relief, as if she had finally escaped from something. The room is not big, but she has decorated it warmly - the walls are covered with wallpaper with starry sky patterns, there are several handmade clay dolls on the desk, and a row of succulents is growing on the windowsill, which looks particularly bright green under the gray sky. She took off her soaked school uniform and put on dry home clothes, moving mechanically and quickly. The girl in the mirror has a slightly pale round face, shoulder-length black hair that has become curly due to the rain, and her eyes are big and bright, but with a tiredness that belies her age. "Tiantian! Come down and help look after the store. I'm going to the warehouse to check the goods!" Mother's shout penetrated the floor. "Here it comes!" Hao Tian responded, made a face in the mirror, and then shuffled downstairs. The supermarket was filled with the smell of detergent and food, and my mother was standing on a ladder to place newly arrived shampoos on the upper shelves. Hao Tian silently walked to the checkout counter and sat down. She took out her phone and took a look - there were three unread messages, all of which were boring discussions in the class group. "Your dad sent a message saying that he won't be back for dinner tonight," his mother said without looking back, "the customer is treating me to a treat." Hao Tian said "hmm" and moved his fingers unconsciously across the screen of his phone. My father was on a business trip again, or in other words, he "didn't come back for dinner" again. Such excuses have become more common in recent months. The sound of raindrops hitting the glass door of the supermarket gradually became louder. Occasionally, customers hurried in to buy umbrellas or snacks, and then left in a hurry. Hao Tian mechanically scanned the code, collected money, and made change, but his thoughts were far away. "Tiantian! Why are you in a daze?" Her mother's voice brought her back to reality, "Bring the mop from the door, the rainwater has seeped in." Hao Tian got up to get the mop, and when she bent down to mop the floor, she noticed a black briefcase - her father's - under the counter. He clearly said this morning that he was going to a neighboring city for a three-day business trip. Why was Bao here? "Mom, Dad's bag..." "Oh, he came back to get something in the morning and forgot it here." Her mother answered too quickly, and her hand movements paused, "Don't worry about it, just concentrate on your work." Hao Tian stared at the briefcase, and a strange feeling spread in her heart. She quietly unzipped the bag while her mother was going to the back warehouse. Inside were several documents and a mobile phone—my father's spare phone, which he always said was used exclusively to contact clients. The moment the phone screen lit up, Hao Tian's heartbeat accelerated. There is no password. She opened the text message interface with trembling fingers, and the latest message made her blood almost freeze: "Waiting for you at the same place, wearing the skirt you gave me today. - Xiaoyu" The message was sent half an hour ago. Hao Tian's mind went blank. Who is Xiaoyu? Where is my father now? Are those so-called "business trips" and "client entertainment" all lies? "Tiantian! What are you doing?" Her mother's voice came from behind, and Hao Tian was so scared that she almost dropped her phone on the ground. "No, it's nothing, I... I was checking the time." She put the phone back into her bag in a panic, feeling her cheeks getting hot. Her mother glanced at her suspiciously and said, "Go and sort out the drinks in the freezer. Some of them are about to expire." Hao Tian was absent-minded throughout the afternoon. She kept thinking about the content of that text message and her father's recent unusual behavior. At nine o'clock in the evening, after the supermarket closed, my mother rarely nagged her, but said she was tired and needed to go to bed early. Hao Tian was lying on the bed tossing and turning. The rain outside the window had stopped, but the air was still filled with moisture. She picked up her cell phone, hesitated, and sent a message to her father: "Dad, when will you come back?" The message showed that it had been read, but there was no reply for ten minutes. Finally, the phone vibrated: "It may be very late, you should go to bed first. See you tomorrow morning." Hao Tian stared at the screen, tears streaming down her face unknowingly. She suddenly remembered a poem she read in literature class last week: "Home is the smallest country, but it hides the deepest betrayal." The next morning, when Hao Tian got up with dark circles under her eyes, she found that her father had returned and was cooking porridge in the kitchen. He was wearing yesterday's shirt and had unshaven stubble on his chin. He looked tired but in a good mood. "Tiantian, are you up so early?" Her father asked with a smile, reaching out to rub her hair, but Hao Tian subconsciously avoided it. "What's wrong?" The father's expression was a little confused. "It's nothing, I had a stiff neck." Hao Tian lowered her head to avoid his gaze and took out the milk from the refrigerator. The atmosphere at the dinner table was strange. Mother was unusually silent, while father kept looking for topics, ranging from the weather to work to Hao Tian's studies. Hao Tian responded mechanically, the porridge tasting like wax in his mouth. "I'm done eating. I'm going to school first." Hao Tian hurriedly put down the bowls and chopsticks, grabbed her schoolbag and walked out. "Wait a minute," her father stopped her, "the weather forecast says it may rain today, bring an umbrella." Hao Tian looked at the folding umbrella her father handed over and suddenly felt extremely ironic. She took the umbrella and rushed out the door without looking back. School is Hao Tian's only safe haven. Here, she can temporarily forget her worries at home. Especially the literature class every Thursday, which is her favorite class. "Today we are going to discuss the expression of family relationships in literary works," the young literature teacher said while standing in front of the podium. "Family is the first place we know the world, and it is also where our deepest scars lie." Hao Tian unconsciously drew graffiti on his notebook, but his mind drifted to the text message he found last night. Who is Xiaoyu? Did the father really betray the family? Should she tell her mother? "Hao Tian, ​​can you share your views on the novel "Home"?" The teacher suddenly called on her. Hao Tian suddenly raised her head, and the eyes of the whole class were focused on her. She felt her cheeks heat up, "I... I feel like home is like a cage sometimes. It should be the safest place, but it makes people want to escape..." She regretted it as soon as the words came out of her mouth. There was silence in the classroom, and the teacher raised his eyebrows in surprise, "It's a unique point of view. Can you elaborate on it?" Hao Tian lowered her head, "It's just... Sometimes family members hurt each other, but they still have to pretend that everything is fine." The bell saved her. Hao Tian grabbed her schoolbag and walked out of the classroom quickly, but bumped into someone at the corner of the corridor. "Be careful!" The camera in the other person's hand almost fell to the ground. "I'm sorry!" Hao Tian apologized quickly and looked up to see an unfamiliar face - a tall boy with fair skin and a pair of round-rimmed glasses, with clear and bright eyes behind the lenses. "It doesn't matter," the boy smiled, "Are you Hao Tian from Class 3, Grade 2? I'm the new transfer student, Chen Mo." Hao Tian nodded, a little embarrassed. Chen Mo was well-known in school. Less than a month after transferring to another school, he became famous for winning the first prize in a city competition for his photography work. "What you just said in the literature class was very profound," Chen Mo said. "My family is the same... Harmonious on the surface, but actually a mess." Hao Tian looked at him in surprise, not expecting to hear such a confession. Chen Mo shrugged, "Sometimes it feels better to say it. By the way, I'm preparing a photography exhibition with the theme of 'Invisible Scars'. Are you interested in being my model?" "Me?" Hao Tian pointed at herself, in disbelief, "Why me?" Chen Mo looked at her seriously, "Because there is a story in your eyes. Think about it? Don't answer in a hurry." He handed Hao Tian a note with his contact information on it, then waved and left. Hao Tian stood there, holding the note in her hand, her heartbeat inexplicably speeding up. After school, Hao Tian did not go home directly. She arrived at a coffee shop near her father's company by accident - could this be the "old place" mentioned in the text message? She sat by the window, ordered a cup of hot chocolate, and kept glancing toward the door. Half an hour passed and my father did not appear. Hao Tian laughed at her own stupidity, and when she was about to leave, she saw her father across the road through the glass window. He was wearing casual clothes instead of his usual suit and was walking to a boutique hotel. What made Hao Tian even more suffocated was that beside him was a young woman in her early twenties, wearing a light blue dress. Hao Tian's hand held the cup tightly, the hot chocolate was already cold. Should she rush out and confront her father? Or pretend not to see it? In the end, she just took out her phone and took a picture of her father and the girl walking into the hotel from behind. On the way home, Hao Tian kept replaying that scene in her mind. My father's smile was so natural and relaxed, completely different from the forced happiness at home. The girl named Xiao Yu looks young enough to be his daughter... "Hao Tian!" A voice interrupted her thoughts. Chen Mo stopped in front of her on his bicycle, "What a coincidence, you live near here?" Hao Tian forced a smile, "Well, my home is in the small supermarket on the corner in front." "You don't look good," Chen Mo frowned, "What happened?" Hao Tian shook his head, but tears welled up unsatisfactorily. Chen Mo handed her a pack of tissues at a loss, "Hey, don't cry... How about I take you somewhere?" Ten minutes later, they arrived on the rooftop of the school. As the sun sets, the entire city is enveloped in golden light. Chen Mo took out two cans of Coke from his backpack, "Whenever I'm in a bad mood, I come here. With a wide view, the problem doesn't seem so serious." Hao Tian took the Coke, and the cold temperature calmed her down a little. "Thank you... Actually it's nothing, just some bad things at home." "Want to talk about it?" Chen Mo leaned on the railing, "Sometimes strangers are the best listeners." Maybe it was suppressed for too long, maybe because of Chen Mo's gentle attitude, Hao Tian found herself starting to talk about her father's text messages, today's discovery, and the family oppression she had felt for a long time. She felt strangely relieved after saying it. "So, what are you going to do?" Chen Mo asked. "I don't know," Hao Tian smiled bitterly, "Tell mom? Pretend you don't know? I'm not even sure if what I saw is what I thought..." Chen Mo pondered for a moment, "My parents divorced last year because my dad cheated. My mom had known about it for a long time, but she pretended to be fine until I found out." He turned his head and looked into the distance, "Sometimes adults hurt us more in order to protect us." It was getting dark, and Hao Tian's cell phone rang - it was her mother, asking her why she hadn't gone home yet. "I have to go," Hao Tian stood up, "Thank you for listening to me." "You're welcome at any time," Chen Mo smiled and handed her a photo, "This was taken last week, I think you'll like it." The photo showed the city after the rain, and the sun penetrated the clouds, forming a bright rainbow. Hao Tian carefully put away the photos, feeling a sense of warmth in her heart. When I got home, the supermarket was closed. Hao Tian quietly went upstairs, but heard a fierce quarrel outside her parents' bedroom. "... I've had enough of your lies! Do you think I don't know?" Mother's voice was sharp and harsh. "Keep your voice down! Tiantian will hear it!" The father lowered his voice. "Now you know you are worried about your daughter? What happened between you and that woman..." Hao Tian held her breath and pressed against the door. "She is not 'that woman', she is my daughter!" The father's voice suddenly rose, "Xiaoyu is my child, just like Tiantian!" This sentence struck Hao Tian like a bolt of lightning. She stumbled back and accidentally bumped into the picture frame on the wall. The quarrel in the room ended abruptly, and the door was suddenly opened. The father and mother looked at Hao Tian standing at the door in shock. Time seems to have frozen. Hao Tian looked at the shock, anger and shame on her parents' faces and felt an unprecedented sense of betrayal. "Tiantian, we can explain..." Father stretched out his hand. Hao Tian turned around and ran, rushed down the stairs, pushed open the back door of the supermarket, and disappeared into the night. The cold wind blowing on my face was in stark contrast to the hot tears. She kept running until her lungs burned with pain, and then she slumped down on a park bench. The phone vibrated in his pocket. It was a message from Chen Mo: "Do you still like the photo?" Hao Tian looked at the simple greeting and suddenly broke down and cried. In this chaotic night, the care of this almost stranger became her only comfort. --- **The story may develop in these directions**: - **Photography theme**: The theme of the "Invisible Scars" photography exhibition mentioned by Chen Mo implies that he is keenly aware of Hao Tian's inner trauma, which will become an opportunity for the two to communicate in depth. - **Sister Identity**: The explosive revelation that her father claimed that Xiao Yu is "my daughter" implies that Xiao Yu may be Hao Tian's half-sister, which will lead to more complicated family secrets. - **Mother's knowledge**: The anger and pain shown by the mother in the quarrel suggests that she may have known about the existence of her husband's other daughter, which will reveal the family's long-standing pretense and repression. I hope the beginning of this youth growth story meets your requirements. The story shows the confusion and growth of adolescent girls when facing family secrets, as well as the hope brought by new friendships. If there are any adjustments or further development of the story, please feel free to let me know.

62 玻 Glass Flame Meilv Beep BeepModern Romance299k WordsCompleted 71.4kReads9.2Score8.1kShelves

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- **Depressive Beginning**: 16-year-old Hao Tian lives in a small supermarket run by her parents. Her mother is strict and rigid, her father travels on business all year round, and the family atmosphere is depressing. A sudden rainstorm made her come home soaked, but she only got a scolding from her mother. - **Family Secret**: Hao Tian accidentally discovered ambiguous text messages on her father's mobile phone and began to suspect that her father was having an affair. She stalks her father and discovers that he is secretly meeting a young woman, and her inner world begins to collapse. - **Spiritual Haven**: In school, Hao Tian's only friend is transfer student Chen Mo, a literary young man who loves photography. He became the person Hao Tian confided in, and the two shared their thoughts and dreams in the library and on the rooftop. - **Truth Revealed**: Hao Tian finally plucked up the courage to question her father, but learned an even more shocking truth - the woman was the daughter of his father and his ex-wife, Hao Tian's half-sister. The parents concealed this fact for a long time. - **Family Crisis**: After learning that Hao Tian knew the truth, her mother broke down and revealed more family secrets, including her father's past infidelity and the family's financial difficulties. Hao Tian felt cheated and betrayed. - **Growth Opportunity**: During the family crisis, Hao Tian began to re-examine her parents and her own life. With Chen Mo's encouragement, she decided to no longer be a silent bystander, but to face family problems bravely. This writing focuses on the process of Hao Tian discovering her father's secret and the warm moments when she established friendship with Chen Mo, showing the confusion and growth of adolescent girls when facing family changes. --- Rain dripped down the stairs along Hao Tian's hair, leaving a string of dark traces. She stood in the corridor on the second floor, her soaked school uniform clinging to her skin, and it was so cold that she shivered. My mother's voice came from the supermarket downstairs, vague but full of familiar reproach. "Come back from the rain again? How many times have I told you to check the weather forecast..." The mother's voice stopped suddenly, followed by the sound of the shelves being pushed back to their original positions. Hao Tian bit her lower lip and walked into her room quietly. The moment the door closed, she breathed a sigh of relief, as if she had finally escaped from something. The room is not big, but she has decorated it warmly - the walls are covered with wallpaper with starry sky patterns, there are several handmade clay dolls on the desk, and a row of succulents is growing on the windowsill, which looks particularly bright green under the gray sky. She took off her soaked school uniform and put on dry home clothes, moving mechanically and quickly. The girl in the mirror has a slightly pale round face, shoulder-length black hair that has become curly due to the rain, and her eyes are big and bright, but with a tiredness that belies her age. "Tiantian! Come down and help look after the store. I'm going to the warehouse to check the goods!" Mother's shout penetrated the floor. "Here it comes!" Hao Tian responded, made a face in the mirror, and then shuffled downstairs. The supermarket was filled with the smell of detergent and food, and my mother was standing on a ladder to place newly arrived shampoos on the upper shelves. Hao Tian silently walked to the checkout counter and sat down. She took out her phone and took a look - there were three unread messages, all of which were boring discussions in the class group. "Your dad sent a message saying that he won't be back for dinner tonight," his mother said without looking back, "the customer is treating me to a treat." Hao Tian said "hmm" and moved his fingers unconsciously across the screen of his phone. My father was on a business trip again, or in other words, he "didn't come back for dinner" again. Such excuses have become more common in recent months. The sound of raindrops hitting the glass door of the supermarket gradually became louder. Occasionally, customers hurried in to buy umbrellas or snacks, and then left in a hurry. Hao Tian mechanically scanned the code, collected money, and made change, but his thoughts were far away. "Tiantian! Why are you in a daze?" Her mother's voice brought her back to reality, "Bring the mop from the door, the rainwater has seeped in." Hao Tian got up to get the mop, and when she bent down to mop the floor, she noticed a black briefcase - her father's - under the counter. He clearly said this morning that he was going to a neighboring city for a three-day business trip. Why was Bao here? "Mom, Dad's bag..." "Oh, he came back to get something in the morning and forgot it here." Her mother answered too quickly, and her hand movements paused, "Don't worry about it, just concentrate on your work." Hao Tian stared at the briefcase, and a strange feeling spread in her heart. She quietly unzipped the bag while her mother was going to the back warehouse. Inside were several documents and a mobile phone—my father's spare phone, which he always said was used exclusively to contact clients. The moment the phone screen lit up, Hao Tian's heartbeat accelerated. There is no password. She opened the text message interface with trembling fingers, and the latest message made her blood almost freeze: "Waiting for you at the same place, wearing the skirt you gave me today. - Xiaoyu" The message was sent half an hour ago. Hao Tian's mind went blank. Who is Xiaoyu? Where is my father now? Are those so-called "business trips" and "client entertainment" all lies? "Tiantian! What are you doing?" Her mother's voice came from behind, and Hao Tian was so scared that she almost dropped her phone on the ground. "No, it's nothing, I... I was checking the time." She put the phone back into her bag in a panic, feeling her cheeks getting hot. Her mother glanced at her suspiciously and said, "Go and sort out the drinks in the freezer. Some of them are about to expire." Hao Tian was absent-minded throughout the afternoon. She kept thinking about the content of that text message and her father's recent unusual behavior. At nine o'clock in the evening, after the supermarket closed, my mother rarely nagged her, but said she was tired and needed to go to bed early. Hao Tian was lying on the bed tossing and turning. The rain outside the window had stopped, but the air was still filled with moisture. She picked up her cell phone, hesitated, and sent a message to her father: "Dad, when will you come back?" The message showed that it had been read, but there was no reply for ten minutes. Finally, the phone vibrated: "It may be very late, you should go to bed first. See you tomorrow morning." Hao Tian stared at the screen, tears streaming down her face unknowingly. She suddenly remembered a poem she read in literature class last week: "Home is the smallest country, but it hides the deepest betrayal." The next morning, when Hao Tian got up with dark circles under her eyes, she found that her father had returned and was cooking porridge in the kitchen. He was wearing yesterday's shirt and had unshaven stubble on his chin. He looked tired but in a good mood. "Tiantian, are you up so early?" Her father asked with a smile, reaching out to rub her hair, but Hao Tian subconsciously avoided it. "What's wrong?" The father's expression was a little confused. "It's nothing, I had a stiff neck." Hao Tian lowered her head to avoid his gaze and took out the milk from the refrigerator. The atmosphere at the dinner table was strange. The mother was unusually silent, while the father kept looking for topics, ranging from the weather to work to Hao Tian's studies. Hao Tian responded mechanically, the porridge tasting like wax in his mouth. "I'm done eating. I'm going to school first." Hao Tian hurriedly put down the bowls and chopsticks, grabbed her schoolbag and walked out. "Wait a minute," her father stopped her, "the weather forecast says it may rain today, bring an umbrella." Hao Tian looked at the folding umbrella her father handed over and suddenly felt extremely ironic. She took the umbrella and rushed out the door without looking back. School is Hao Tian's only safe haven. Here, she can temporarily forget her worries at home. Especially the literature class every Thursday, which is her favorite class. "Today we are going to discuss the expression of family relationships in literary works," the young literature teacher said while standing in front of the podium. "Family is the first place we know the world, and it is also where our deepest scars lie." Hao Tian unconsciously drew graffiti on his notebook, but his mind drifted to the text message he found last night. Who is Xiaoyu? Did the father really betray the family? Should she tell her mother? "Hao Tian, ​​can you share your views on the novel "Home"?" The teacher suddenly called on her. Hao Tian suddenly raised her head, and the eyes of the whole class were focused on her. She felt her cheeks heat up, "I... I feel like home is like a cage sometimes. It should be the safest place, but it makes people want to escape..." She regretted it as soon as the words came out of her mouth. There was silence in the classroom, and the teacher raised his eyebrows in surprise, "It's a unique point of view. Can you elaborate on it?" Hao Tian lowered her head, "It's just... Sometimes family members hurt each other, but they still have to pretend that everything is fine." The bell saved her. Hao Tian grabbed her schoolbag and walked out of the classroom quickly, but bumped into someone at the corner of the corridor. "Be careful!" The camera in the other person's hand almost fell to the ground. "I'm sorry!" Hao Tian apologized quickly and looked up to see an unfamiliar face - a tall boy with fair skin and a pair of round-rimmed glasses, with clear and bright eyes behind the lenses. "It doesn't matter," the boy smiled, "Are you Hao Tian from Class 3, Grade 2? I'm the new transfer student, Chen Mo." Hao Tian nodded, a little embarrassed. Chen Mo was well-known in school. Less than a month after transferring to another school, he became famous for winning the first prize in a city competition for his photography work. "What you just said in the literature class was very profound," Chen Mo said. "My family is the same... Harmonious on the surface, but actually a mess." Hao Tian looked at him in surprise, not expecting to hear such a confession. Chen Mo shrugged, "Sometimes it feels better to say it. By the way, I'm preparing a photography exhibition with the theme of 'Invisible Scars'. Are you interested in being my model?" "Me?" Hao Tian pointed at herself, in disbelief, "Why me?" Chen Mo looked at her seriously, "Because there is a story in your eyes. Think about it? Don't answer in a hurry." He handed Hao Tian a note with his contact information on it, then waved and left. Hao Tian stood there, holding the note in her hand, her heartbeat inexplicably speeding up. After school, Hao Tian did not go home directly. She arrived at a coffee shop near her father's company by accident - could this be the "old place" mentioned in the text message? She sat by the window, ordered a cup of hot chocolate, and kept glancing toward the door. Half an hour passed and my father did not appear. Hao Tian laughed at her own stupidity, and when she was about to leave, she saw her father across the road through the glass window. He was wearing casual clothes instead of his usual suit and was walking to a boutique hotel. What made Hao Tian even more suffocated was that beside him was a young woman in her early twenties, wearing a light blue dress. Hao Tian's hand held the cup tightly, the hot chocolate was already cold. Should she rush out and confront her father? Or pretend not to see it? In the end, she just took out her phone and took a picture of her father and the girl walking into the hotel from behind. On the way home, Hao Tian kept replaying that scene in her mind. My father's smile was so natural and relaxed, completely different from the forced happiness at home. The girl named Xiao Yu looks young enough to be his daughter... "Hao Tian!" A voice interrupted her thoughts. Chen Mo stopped in front of her on his bicycle, "What a coincidence, you live near here?" Hao Tian forced a smile, "Well, my home is in the small supermarket on the corner in front." "You don't look good," Chen Mo frowned, "What happened?" Hao Tian shook his head, but tears welled up unsatisfactorily. Chen Mo handed her a pack of tissues at a loss, "Hey, don't cry... How about I take you somewhere?" Ten minutes later, they arrived on the rooftop of the school. As the sun sets, the entire city is enveloped in golden light. Chen Mo took out two cans of Coke from his backpack, "Whenever I'm in a bad mood, I come here. With a wide view, the problem doesn't seem so serious." Hao Tian took the Coke, and the cold temperature calmed her down a little. "Thank you... Actually it's nothing, just some bad things at home." "Want to talk about it?" Chen Mo leaned on the railing, "Sometimes strangers are the best listeners." Maybe it was suppressed for too long, maybe because of Chen Mo's gentle attitude, Hao Tian found herself starting to talk about her father's text messages, today's discovery, and the family oppression she had felt for a long time. She felt strangely relieved after saying it. "So, what are you going to do?" Chen Mo asked. "I don't know," Hao Tian smiled bitterly, "Tell mom? Pretend you don't know? I'm not even sure if what I saw is what I thought..." Chen Mo pondered for a moment, "My parents divorced last year because my dad cheated. My mom had known about it for a long time, but she pretended to be fine until I found out." He turned his head and looked into the distance, "Sometimes adults hurt us more in order to protect us." It was getting dark, and Hao Tian's cell phone rang - it was her mother, asking her why she hadn't gone home yet. "I have to go," Hao Tian stood up, "Thank you for listening to me." "You're welcome at any time," Chen Mo smiled and handed her a photo, "This was taken last week, I think you'll like it." The photo showed the city after the rain, and the sun penetrated the clouds, forming a bright rainbow. Hao Tian carefully put away the photos, feeling a sense of warmth in her heart. When I got home, the supermarket was closed. Hao Tian quietly went upstairs, but heard a fierce quarrel outside her parents' bedroom. "... I've had enough of your lies! Do you think I don't know?" Mother's voice was sharp and harsh. "Keep your voice down! Tiantian will hear it!" The father lowered his voice. "Now you know you are worried about your daughter? What happened between you and that woman..." Hao Tian held her breath and pressed against the door. "She is not 'that woman', she is my daughter!" The father's voice suddenly rose, "Xiaoyu is my child, just like Tiantian!" This sentence struck Hao Tian like a bolt of lightning. She stumbled back and accidentally bumped into the picture frame on the wall. The quarrel in the room ended abruptly, and the door was suddenly opened. The father and mother looked at Hao Tian standing at the door in shock. Time seems to have frozen. Hao Tian looked at the shock, anger and shame on her parents' faces and felt an unprecedented sense of betrayal. "Tiantian, we can explain..." Father stretched out his hand. Hao Tian turned around and ran, rushed down the stairs, pushed open the back door of the supermarket, and disappeared into the night. The cold wind blew on my face, which was in stark contrast to the hot tears. She kept running until her lungs burned with pain, and then she slumped down on a park bench. The phone vibrated in his pocket. It was a message from Chen Mo: "Do you still like the photo?" Hao Tian looked at the simple greeting and suddenly broke down and cried. In this chaotic night, the care of this almost stranger became her only comfort. --- **The story may develop in these directions**: - **Photography theme**: The theme of the "Invisible Scars" photography exhibition mentioned by Chen Mo implies that he is keenly aware of Hao Tian's inner trauma, which will become an opportunity for the two to communicate in depth. - **Sister Identity**: The explosive revelation that her father claimed that Xiao Yu is "my daughter" implies that Xiao Yu may be Hao Tian's half-sister, which will lead to more complicated family secrets. - **Mother's knowledge**: The anger and pain shown by the mother in the quarrel suggests that she may have known about the existence of her husband's other daughter, which will reveal the family's long-standing pretense and repression. I hope the beginning of this youth growth story meets your requirements. The story shows the confusion and growth of adolescent girls when facing family secrets, as well as the hope brought by new friendships. If there are any adjustments or further development of the story, please feel free to let me know.

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The distance from the small town to the port city was Lin Xiaoxiao's long journey of several years. She has been chasing Luo Zheng silently for many years, and has never complained at all, but he has never taken it to heart. Until he fell into despair overnight and was in a desperate situation, everyone looked on with cold eyes and added insult to injury. Only she, using a half-year contract in exchange for a legitimate companionship, carefully guarded the deep love that had been hidden for many years.