Chapter 6 — Leaving Home, I Wrote My Own Life

"I'm the one who took this child Mien Nha away. She's very smart, her good youth shouldn't be wasted by the two of you." Mother's tears began to fall again, hastily emphasized. "How could it be a waste? We all want to be good for her." "You two have never been for her, you're just used to using the name of love to bind your morals." The homeroom teacher's words hit the nail on the head. "She's the student I value the most, but I'm worried. Currently, at school she has an open personality, but every time the topic of family is brought up, she is very quiet, it seems that it is difficult to open her mouth." "I asked her several times whether her family gave her too much pressure, she always shook her head, said that her parents treated her very well, she loved this family very much." "But what about the reality? The two of you turned around and canceled her admission without her consent. If I hadn't found out in time time, her whole life has been ruined by the two of you." The homeroom teacher was especially heartbroken, her arms shaking slightly. "You two have never wanted the best for her, you just used distorted values to compensate for your exploitative behavior." Mom couldn't stand this truth and fainted. After waking up, he still insisted on seeing me once. Time passed very quickly. A few months ago, I sat on the train alone to leave home. I stopped in front of the window and looked at the scenery in the distance, only to discover that this country turned out to have so many unique terrain types. The sky was clear, the water sparkled, even the shape of the wind was visible. I stayed on the ship for three full days. People sitting next to me all feel that taking the train is very tiring, sometimes they get up to do activities, only I don't understand, sitting on a chair looking out at the outside can also look for a long time. Even if traveling by train is more tiring, it's not as tiring as my past eighteen years. Moreover, immediately accepting a completely new life, how can you be tired? Getting off the train, I easily found the school shuttle all the way to the dormitory. It is currently summer vacation, but in the dormitory, there happened to be a student staying at school. He naturally greeted me and introduced me to life in Cang Thanh. Discovering that my phone was broken, she specially found a spare phone for me to borrow. With her help, I found a job near school, the salary was not high, but enough to take care of my personal activities. After receiving my first month's salary, I bought myself a phone. The boss pulled out the phone card from my old phone and asked if I wanted to put it in my new phone. I shook my head and made a completely new student card. As for the previous one, it was thrown in the trash. Don't reminisce about the past anymore. It doesn't belong to me, so let it go. With my remaining salary, I immediately replaced myself with a completely new three-piece bedding set and hung my favorite decorations on my desk. This is the first room that belongs to me, even in a dormitory. I want to arrange this place into an ideal appearance, to become a shelter for myself. At this moment, the words my parents once told me flashed through my mind. "After leaving home, the environment you will experience can only be much worse than this place." But why do I feel like the conditions outside are better? Soon the first day of school arrived, I met many new friends. My roommates all treated me very well. Perhaps realizing that my economic situation was not particularly prosperous, they often found excuses to give me all kinds of things. When he went to the restaurant to buy another portion of rice, he said he couldn't eat it all, so he invited me to eat it with him. When buying fruit, weigh a little more, secretly put it on my table, and choose the sweetest and largest fruit. Even when participating in activities, they immediately pulled me along, scared

I feel isolated. In this place, I feel the feeling of being steadfast in my choice, feeling true justice. I remember all of their kindness in my heart, there is nothing I can repay, I can only offer to cover all the cleaning in the dormitory. The result was unanimous opposition. "We live here together, it is our shared responsibility, how can we let you do it alone?" "We are good to you because you are worthy, not to trade with you." "Listen to me, raise your head, puff your chest, be confident, become the heroine of your life."