"La la la! The Year of the Rat is here... I'm 18 years old, let's scatter flowers..." I was so happy that I hugged my brother Yihan and jumped up.
"Ming-Yi-Xuan!!!!!!!!!" Looking at Yihan's extremely dark face, I wanted to be calm, I wanted to be calm.
Ah... I can't calm down. I'm finally 18 and finally free... Kakaka~
Why do you say that? What does 18 years old have to do with freedom? You don't know this
5555555... Speaking of this, my eyes are filled with tears and runny nose...
In my family, generations have to do things according to the purpose of their ancestors...
In other words, there is such a genealogy passed down in our family. I want to burn it and eat it...
There is an article on it that reads: "Women under the age of 18 have no independent rights and must abide by all the missions of their parents and brothers. They are not allowed to go out privately, have intimate behaviors with boys, are not allowed to fall in love in private, and are not allowed to..."
Do you think I am unjust or not... Such a good person is tortured like this just because he is under 18 years old... However, steel can be ground into needles... I am named Yixuan, and he finally became an adult after 18 years...