Quick Wear: With the cub in hand, the world is mine

This is a side story I wrote when I was bored. You can read it or not. It was an idea that suddenly popped up in my mind. I hope all the children in the Little Sunflower Class will have a good future, not just the Little Sunflower Class.

She saw old acquaintances in the new classroom: Wen Nuan, Qin Zhiyao, and Ji Cong. Their faces were not much different from when they were children, just enlarged in proportion. However, Wen Nuan was no longer the "fat girl" she once said. She still had some baby fat on her face and her figure was very slender.

While standing on the stage solving problems with Wen Nuan, she thought of many things.

Since her grandmother passed away, her mother was often missing. She lived with her aunt and lived like a dependent in her aunt's house for six years before her mother brought her back to Xicheng District.

But my mother often brought different men home, and some of them stared at her with strange eyes. Compared with my uncle-in-law, my uncle-in-law just disliked her for living so long, but he would not look her up and down like those men, and his eyes would stop at her chest...

She told her mother that an uncle suddenly touched her chin and laughed, but her mother didn't care, saying that it was nothing to touch her and told her to stay in her room. She was clearly in the room and didn't go out. It was the man who suddenly broke in. If she hadn't reacted quickly and picked up the scissors and pointed them at him, she didn't dare to imagine what would have happened.

The scream woke up my mother, and she came over impatiently, pulled the man out, and had a quarrel in the hall. In the end, she heard the man scolding my mother and saying a lot of obscene words.

People upstairs and downstairs heard it, and the rumor spread to the school. She had a hard time during her three years in junior high school. It was the first time she felt that school was hell, and she was living a life worse than death there.

When she was bullied, she would think of someone. She had fought before, one against three, and she won. Wen Nuan couldn't beat her.

She was really jealous of Wen Nuan, jealous that she had a father, jealous that her mother was so good to her. She must be living a good life, who would dare to bully her, she had so many people who loved her behind her.

Sometimes she wondered if she was too bad when she was a child, so she was bullied by others and scolded by her mother. If possible, she also wanted to have such a warm life.

She didn't know how she managed to get through the three years of junior high school. She had no friends and the only time she didn't think about anything else was when she was doing her homework, so her grades were pretty good. This seemed to be her only strength.

Her goal was to get into the No. 1 Middle School in the city and give her miserable life a decent achievement.

During the summer vacation of her third year in junior high school, when she wanted to give up her life, her mother became even more abnormal. When she was drinking, she often said, "He's coming out, he's coming back." She didn't understand and didn't dare to ask.

Not long after, one Friday night, my mother died of choking on vomit. The house became a haunted house, and people upstairs and downstairs talked less about them.

After my aunt came to take care of my mother's funeral, she made a phone call in front of her. That afternoon, a middle-aged man with a buzz cut came to the door and said he was her father, although he looked fierce and had a scar on his chin.

Her aunt told her to live a good life with her father, saying that he was not really a bad person.

She was a little resistant at first, afraid that he would be like the man her mother brought back before. She had thought about killing herself with a knife if he did something unfaithful. But he didn't. He treated her very well. He would cook for her, save money to buy her clothes, praise her for being smart and sensible in front of others, and carry her to the clinic when she was sick, asking the doctor many questions, annoying the doctor...

He said he was very grateful to his mother for giving him a daughter, he envied others for having daughters, she was his only relative in the world, he would do his best to treat her well. He said it was his first time being a father, if he did anything wrong, she could tell him and he would correct it.

It was the first time someone had said those words to her, so she put off the idea of ​​suicide, wondering how long he would hold out.

She had never called him dad, but he didn't seem to mind. He always called himself dad, slept boldly in her mother's room, and often told her about his life in prison. He was in prison because of a mistake. From him, she knew that not all the people in there were vicious and evil. There were also some kind people there, but they just did the wrong things.

As he shared his past, she was thinking that it would be great if those people who bullied her in junior high school were also arrested. She hoped someone would punish them for her.

After being with him for a year, she gradually forgot a lot of things, but she still insisted on wearing long sleeves and long pants because there were burn scars on her arms and thighs that she didn't want others to see.

Once, he accidentally saw the scar on her hand and angrily asked who had caused it, threatening to give it back to the other person. She stopped him, she didn't want him to go in again, and didn't say much to him. But since then, he would ride his electric bike to pick her up from elementary school every week, fearing that she would be bullied by bad people on the way.

She seemed to really have fatherly love, and she was no longer so envious of warmth.

She wanted him to be more proud. Her goal was to get into a good university and then discuss with him about living in another city.

Wen Nuan's grades are very good, and she is not bad either. She still has two years to catch up with her and narrow the gap with her.

I wonder if Wen Nuan and the others still remember her? She still owes them a "sorry" and owes Wen Nuan a "thank you".

At that time, she said "I'm sorry" in a very low voice while looking at the ground. She was not apologizing sincerely, but Wen Nuan and the others were sincere. She still remembers the look on Wen Nuan's face when she said "I'm sorry" to her. Even though they had fought, Wen Nuan would hold an umbrella for her on rainy days.

Looking back, Wen Nuan is really cute, no wonder so many people like her.

If she hadn't been hostile to Wen Nuan back then, would they have been friends?

I think so. Who can resist the warmth of the sun?

If she could do it again, she thought, she would never attack Wen Nuan with words, and she would share her fruit with her like other classmates did.

If there is an afterlife, she hopes to have a friend as sunny and cheerful as Wen Nuan. That would definitely be very happy, right?