Become a one-time character in a comic

Mrs. Xu found a spot of black on Sunny's head. She pulled out the hair with trembling hands. Looking at the spot of black at the root of the hair, her whole body was shaking with excitement, but her index finger and thumb held the hair tightly.

Mr. Xu saw the black spot through his reading glasses. He actually raised his hands and cheered like a young man: "Success! Success! We finally succeeded! Hahahahahahahahaha!!!"

Sunny just felt that the laughter was very harsh, and their voices were very unpleasant and noisy.

Her head was like a toy. The two men were looking for black spots on her head. Once they found some, they would pull them out, one strand at a time. Oily hair was no big deal. They were old, and now they were very excited, so their hands were shaking. If they couldn't pull it out once, they would keep pulling. It hurt.

But what was this pain? She looked down at the needle holes on her arm. There were pink, red, blue, purple and black ones. These were the real pain.

Originally she had black hair, but she wanted money, so she was willing to participate in what they called voluntary activities, which had generous rewards but were harmful to the body, but not fatal.

She participated. It wouldn't kill her, but she didn't know that life was worse than death.

The drugs were injected into her body, and all her black hair turned white. Except for the hair on her head, all other hair fell out, and her skin became incredibly white.

There were so many drugs in her body that she felt like her veins were filled with drugs instead of blood.

Sunny looked at them dancing and asked in a calm tone, "When will you transfer the remaining money to me?"

Mrs. Xu didn't even look at her, she waved her hand and said, "It will be in the account tomorrow afternoon, you can go."

She took her favorite warm apricot coat and left. Her hair was disheveled, and apart from the warm apricot coat on her body, she looked extremely fragile with her thinness. It seemed that the breeze would blow her to the ground.

She shielded her eyes from the glaring sunlight with her hands, lowered her head and walked under the shade of a tree before putting her hands down. She took out her cell phone, but there was no signal at all. If she wanted to get a signal on her cell phone, she would have to walk for an hour.

She was very familiar with this road because she had walked it many times and could walk it with ease even with her eyes closed. She dared not forget every step here. If she forgot, she would not know what freedom was. If she forgot, she would deny the pain she had experienced.

But now she has no home and she doesn't know where to go.

The reason she came here as a human experimenter was simple: she had a repressive family.

She is the only girl in the family and her mother is the biggest oppressor.

Until now, she still couldn't understand why being a girl could bring so much prejudice to people of the same gender.

She really tried her best to make herself look effortless outside, but that was all hypocritical. At home, she still felt the greatest oppression from her mother, the greatest indifference from her father, and the most heartbreaking demands from her younger brother.

"Are you living too well? If you don't leave the money you earn to your family, who will you leave it to? Do you have a conscience? If you don't keep the money, what will happen if your family runs out of money? From now on, you must leave half of your salary to your family!"

"Why do you look like this? Whoever wants to marry you, make yourself look good before going out, so that you can find a boyfriend."

"Sister! I want this... that one. Is it suitable for me? Buy it for me. You have earned money. What's wrong with buying it for me? Ha."

There are many more malicious words than this, some even unbearable to hear and see.

She was very upset. In fact, these things were all because of material things and money. Family affection was not selfless in front of money. Without money, maternal love became selfish, and the pressure from paternal love was heavier than a mountain. Even the closest relatives became distant.

With her heart broken, she volunteered to be a human experiment without caring about her own body. During this period, she often went to places with signal, and the first thing she did was to check the chat history to see if her family had said anything to show their concern for her.

No, not a single word of concern. When they mentioned her, their words were filled with two words - give money.

It happened once, twice, and three times she stopped looking at the chats.

Every time she appeared, her hair and skin became whiter, until there was no more white left.

She had the glowing white skin that some girls wanted, but she hated it because she couldn't go back. She was now riddled with scars not only mentally but physically as well.

She finally walked to the road. A car sped past, raising dust on the roadside. She inhaled some of it when she breathed, and her nose began to bleed. Some flying sand got into her eyes, and her eyes began to bleed. She didn't dare open her mouth because there was blood in her mouth too. Fortunately, her ears were protected by her loose hair, otherwise she would be standing on the roadside with blood coming out of all her orifices. Plus, she was very white, and in this dangerous country, she might be hit by a bullet just to scare her.

She had nothing to wipe the blood, so it flowed onto her clothes, and the blood dripping onto her collar dyed the warm apricot coat a bright color.

The phone vibrated slightly, and she saw that the money had arrived. It was really quick.

She smiled faintly, moved her fingers, tapped the screen to transfer the money to the so-called "family", and then deleted them all, leaving no contacts in her phone.

"Ah," she wanted to laugh at herself, but blood started to flow out of her mouth: "What a failure..."

Fortunately, it is daytime now. If it were at night, she would definitely be mistaken for a female ghost.

She looked at the road in front of her, which was only one step away from being completely exposed to the sun. If she took one more step, her skin would be stung by the sun.

It was obvious that such warm sunlight would cause her pain, and might even take her life.

She covered her eyes, because she was too thin, and she could see the sunlight without opening her eyes a little. She continued to talk and answer her own questions, as if she would not be lonely this way: "Sun, should I hate you?"

The sun would not answer. It was so warm, so why was it so cold and not answering her question?

How heartless.

"It's you?"

She heard a voice and looked to the side. It was the two men's son Xu Yan. There was no way she could forget him because she often heard the two men's dissatisfaction and anger towards him during the experiment.

Last time, although she didn't mean to talk to him, God gave her the opportunity to see him. She wanted to know how this person was doing. She didn't know what the point of finding the answer to this question would be, but she felt that no matter whether he was good or bad, she would feel better.

The last time she saw him, he was still a young man writing something on the side of the road with sadness in his eyes. But now he has a child by his side. The child looks very curious about her and looks at her with his big eyes blinking.

She couldn't help but wonder, could this child be his?

Sunny smiled and said, "Long time no see. I didn't expect you still remembered me."

Xu Yan saw that her face was covered in blood. Although the blood had dried and stopped flowing, her appearance was so distressing that even a doctor like him felt heartbroken.

Tangtang took out a candy and a wet tissue from her small bag of candies: "Sister, this is for you."

Sunny originally wanted to touch the child's black-haired head with her right hand, but when she saw that her right hand was stained with blood, she changed her hand to touch Tangtang's head with her left hand: "Thank you," she thanked him before taking the wet wipes and candy.

"Are you ill?"

Sunny laughed out loud: "Didn't you say last time that I wasn't sick?"

"That's because I didn't know you would... do this..."

"Yes, I am sick and I can't get better. The world is still big and I want to see it again in the limited time."

Xu Yan asked: "Are you going home?"

"No," Sunny said cheerfully, "I don't have a home."

Xu Yan frowned slightly. Could such a thing be said in such a cheerful tone?

"Sister, are you going to our house? Our house is very big, and I only have my brother to accompany me now, but my brother is often very busy. If you come to our house, you can play with me, right?"

Sunny asked her, "Isn't he your father?"

"no……"

"Brother is brother, but what is father?"

Sunny looked at Xu Yan in surprise. Xu Yan smiled sheepishly and said, "The situation is a bit special. If you have nowhere to go right now, you can come to my place. Tell me about your illness. Maybe I can cure it."

She originally wanted to refuse, but when she felt a small hand pulling at the corner of her clothes, she agreed.