TWO HANDS TO WIPE OFF HER TEARS

She was…a b*stard? No wonder she never knew her parents, no wonder nanny never told her about her origin, no wonder she never had a parent, no wonder they never came to take her back. The truth was that they never wanted her, so they were trying to ignore her existence. She knew that the truth would be bitter but never in million years would she have thought that it would be this harsh. 

She knew it was the truth yet she was trying to deny it; her emotions went complex and she broke out in tears. Agitated and hurt she pounced on the fatty. Yes, she wanted to kill him, how can he say so? How can he say that my parents don't want me? She punched him and he fell to the ground but before she could beat him up further the other children clutched her and pushed her to the ground. The fatty was bubbling with anger, "You wild fowl, how dare you touch me?" 

He sat on her and started to punch her with all his might; she never knew she had so much energy within her but she pushed him off her and they fought for a good while when the other children finally pinned her down. They tugged her clothes and started to feed her dirt. 

"You little whine, eat what you deserve!"

"B*stard, you dare to touch me?   

"Beat her to the extent that she gets deformed!" 

Amidst the curses and mocks she managed to escape from that Hell, though she ran quite a distance but the torturous shrieks were still audible to her. 

"Ewwww..... Did I just touch her! Can someone get me soap and water?" 

"Soap won't make it; I need to take a shower..." 

"Even the thought of her face makes me want to throw up!" 

"Poor.... How dirty!" 

She ran with all her might and locked herself in the room; she stood before the mirror and looked at herself, dazed. Her clothes were ripped and dirty, her flawless face was covered with mud and scratches. The corner of her lip oozed with blood; there were wounds all over her hands and legs. But none of them hurt more than their words, maybe she felt better when her nanny used to ignore her questions. It was better she never knew the answer but now it was inhumane, circumstances were suffocating her to death! 

Helplessness and loneliness gripped her as she hugged her knees and buried her head between her knees to cry. It was the first time she felt all alone, why was she abandoned like this? Why don't her parents want her? She was not the one who asked them to give birth to her, then why was she the one to be punished like this. She cried for a really long time all alone in that dark room, she really wanted someone to wipe off her tears and say, "You are not alone, you have me who love you dearly." But she knew it was next to impossible.... That was when she looked down at her soft palms. She raised them and wiped off her tears. 

Yes, it was right! Why would I need someone to wipe off my tears when I have two hands myself? Why do I need a third person to support me when I can survive alone? She was destined to be alone, right? No problem.... She was okay with it! She promised to herself that no matter what she won't rely on anyone to live, she would never bother anyone. 

This was the most brutal lesson this life taught her but this paved her path to what she was today! The naive Little Bunny never appeared again, neither does know where she went but after that night what left was the Qin Yue. Post that night she never nagged her nanny again, neither did she trouble her.