Jiang Shuyue has been bullied her whole life. When she was six years old, her adoptive parents forced her to learn to wash clothes in freezing cold water. When she was a student, she was laughed at because she had no money to buy clothes.
I finally got to work, thinking that this time it would be different from the past, but what I found was harassment from my boss and contempt and difficulty from my colleagues.
Seeing the endless road and countless bullying, she jumped from the rooftop with hatred, but when she was about to touch the ground, a white light appeared in front of her eyes.
-----Small Theater-----
In the morning, it was a little late last night. At this time, Jiang Shuyue was still sleeping, but Su Yanming was lying on Jiang Shuyue, practicing the exclusive wake-up service.
The person enjoying the service opened his eyes impatiently and raised his hand to gently slap Su Yanming in the face. The warning was self-evident.
Su Yanming could only sit by the bed obediently, staring at the piece of meat that was on his lips but could not be eaten, feeling a little aggrieved.
Intention: happy