Bad Bone

I grew up living in a ravine with two older brothers. My birth was not expected. My parents wanted a daughter in exchange for a bride price for my brother to marry and have children. I climbed out of the quagmire desperately. I met my lover and life seemed to be getting better. I found a pretty good job and I lived happily with him for four years. Years ago, he doted on me and loved me like an older brother. One day, the police suddenly came to our small courtyard, and I found out that he was a wanted fugitive. He had always been close to me with a purpose. He had been using me to hide his identity. After he was taken away, I was heartbroken. I should have known that how could a person with a low life like me deserve a good life? It all seemed like an unreal dream. At dawn, it was time to wake up from the dream. I quit my job and returned to the place I desperately escaped from. I returned home, which should not be called home, at least for me, it was not home. The moment they saw me coming back, my parents rushed up and slapped me in the face. My ears were buzzing. They punched and kicked me. I don't know if they were relieved or tired. They locked me in the woodshed. They plundered everything on my body, leaving only a candy in my bag. That candy was given to me by him when I first met. I touched the candy and it shattered. Not only the candy he gave me was shattered, but his tang was also about to be shattered. It should be a broken bone or a ruptured internal organ. Every breath was a heartbreaking pain. I held the broken candy in my mouth. In my mouth, the sun shines on me through the window, but I don't feel warm, I only feel cold. I haven't slept for two days. I fell asleep on the pile of firewood. This sleep lasted a lifetime. But I think if I had to choose again, whether to meet him or not, I would still choose to do it, because the only happy time in my life is when I am with him. My name is Wei Fuyu. I was born in a black group on the border of Yunnan. My mother is a human dog of that group, and my father is a little boy. I should be lucky that I am a boy and don't have to follow my mother's old path. My name is actually Wei Fuyu. Wei Fuyu is the name I changed my household registration when I was 16 years old, but everyone still I'm used to calling me a bitch. I grew up in that kind of environment. My acting skills are very good, and I clearly understand that if I don't use others, others will use me. If I don't kill people, someone will kill me. When I was 15 years old, I went out to run business with the second hall leader. They had some conflicts with people. I dared to use a knife at that time. This time , I became the strategist of the Second Hall Master, at the cost of a long and deep scar on my chest. Something happened to the group later, and they pushed me out at the age of 19. I usually pretended to be too obedient, just like an obedient dog under their command, so they thought I would be obedient, but I didn't. I was unwilling to accept it. I have a very high IQ and am very good at dealing with the police. I I tricked the police, but at the cost of sending all my brothers away. Later, I found a perfect shield. I used him to escape the police pursuit and lived a stable life for four years. Later, I was caught by the police and was taken away by them. I found that I was sincerely interested in that person, so I happened to kill him and hide. I have been tired over the years. I told everything about the group. With this great achievement, I was only sentenced to three years in prison. The most important thing is that I was just a strategist under the Second Hall Master and did not really kill anyone. Three years passed quickly. After three years, I returned to the small house again and found that the building was empty. I just thought he had married a wife and had children. I walked in and found a letter pressed in the corner. In it, he said a lot to me, and it also contained a wad of money. After asking around, I learned about his ending. I came to the small mountain village and met his parents. With a piece of candy in my mouth, I killed both of them with a military thorn. I also committed suicide in the woodshed and died in the same place as him, so we can be considered together! None of the two people who lied to you are good people. Intention: Lies will eventually turn into sharp blades