MTL - Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities-Chapter 11 Dad doesn't hurt, mom doesn't love
"Xia Ruoxin, ugly and weird, father doesn't hurt, mom doesn't love, bald and bald no one loves ..." All the children in the school were laughing and bullying her, and she just sat in her seat and opened herself Small schoolbag with a strand of long hair inside.
No, no, she is not ugly, she is not ugly, she has father and mother, but no one loves it.
This year, Xia Ruoxin was seven years old, while Xia Yixuan was six years old.
"Dad, Mom, I took 80 minutes." When Xia Yixuan was holding the 80-year-old test paper, Xia Ruoxin just hid in his small room, grasping two 100-point papers in his hands.
"Mom, a hundred points in my heart ..."
"By the way, how much does Ruoxin test?" Xia Mingzheng then remembered that he had a daughter. Shen Jingjun's face changed slightly. "She's stupid, just sixty." Xia Yixuan laughed even more happily when she heard that sixty.
"It doesn't matter," Xia Mingzheng just comforted his wife. "Even if you have a heart rate of fifty," their Xia family still has the daughter.
Xia Ruoxin just looked at the family of three and closed the door.
In the evening, Shen Yijun changed all the test papers once. The big sixty written on it said, "Remember, if you can't tell Yi Xuan that you have taken a hundred points. You can only be worse than Yi Xuan because you are your sister , So let your sister. "
Xia Ruoxin just nodded numbly, she knew that she was an elder sister and wanted to let her younger sister.
If you want to test music, do you understand? My sister is lonely. Xia Ruoxin just numbly put away her easel. She always wanted fine arts, but she knew that in this home, she couldn't change everything. What did they ask her to do? What should she do?
Therefore, she gave up her favorite art and applied for a piece of music that she was not good at. Xia Yixuan has always been a princess, and she is only the backing of the princess. She cannot be more beautiful than her. She studied well, and even when she was in college, Xia Yixuan took the C major, and she could only take the D major. In fact, her grades could be passed to the A major.
That year, she looked at the test question in her hand, held the pen, and finally wrote her name on it, and that test paper was only half done.
She thought that she would live this way and let the Xia family take control of her life, including her life, her marriage, but she was wrong until that day she saw him.
"Sister, look, this is my boyfriend," Xia Yixuan had a sweet face, and a man was in his arms. The man was mature and restrained, and a hand-made suit was unique and distinguished.
The handsome face of the man has a touch of honor and domineering that cannot be ignored. There is a hint of deepness in the cunning pair of black eyes, which is extremely aggressive.
Xia Ruoxin just felt that a small hand tightly pulled his heart.
Little brother ...
With just a glance, she already recognized him as the little brother who had told her to wait for her to come back. He changed, and she was about to recognize it, but she still recognized it.
"Well," the man just nodded his head to Xia Ruoxin indifferently, but turned around, stretched his hands over Xia Yixuan's hair, and finally stopped at the amulet hanging around her neck. A touch of warm color.
