On ordinary days.
Lingyun had a very low profile in the dormitory.
After exchanging greetings, everyone went about their own business. It wasn't until lights out that a girl asked, "Lingyun, why are you three days late reporting for duty? Is it because your family doesn't want you to continue your studies?"
Upon hearing this, the other two people immediately looked at Linghu Lan as well.
Linghu Lan smiled. There wasn't much malice in the girl's words, but she could clearly sense a sense of superiority.
To put it bluntly, she didn't care about Lingyun's feelings; she only wanted to find her own sense of superiority in Lingyun's tragedy.
If it were the old Ling Yun, he would probably have felt inferior and not know how to answer this question.
Linghu Lan smiled and gently swept her bright eyes across the girl's face: "Yes! You know, my mother has always favored boys over girls, unlike your mother, who only has you as her child and will always love you dearly."
The girl who spoke immediately laughed. "Yes! My mom treats me like a son. But Lingyun, don't be discouraged. When you make something of yourself in the future, your mom will definitely like you."
Linghu Lan smiled.
Is a mother's love that is repaid with grades and money still a mother's love?
Besides, the better his grades were, the happier Zhang Huixiang would be, right?
Zhang Huixiang only hoped that she was inferior to Ling Yong in every way, but she did not want to be superior to Ling Yong and her.
Lingyun's status at home is probably even lower than that of the old yellow guard dog.
The dog is her biological offspring; she is a wild animal.
At first, she found it unbelievable that a mother could treat her own daughter so badly.
Zhang Huixiang also has a younger brother. She was raised with a preference for sons over daughters since she was a child. Logically speaking, after suffering such losses and hardships, she shouldn't want her own children to follow the same path.
However, that is not the case.
Zhang Huixiang took out ten times, a hundred times, the suffering she had endured in her parents' home on Ling Yun.
It seems that the "scumbag" trait can be inherited and passed down; this is indeed true.
Not everyone in this world has the ability to cut their losses in time and escape the vicious cycle of their family of origin. At least Zhang Huixiang didn't do it, and she even made things worse.
The other girls, seeing that Ling Yun was still the same as before, a coward who couldn't say a word, had given up on teasing her.
Turn off the lights and go to sleep.
However, the next day, they realized they were wrong; the Ling Yun before them was different.
It was a physical education class. The teacher led everyone on a run and then let them have free time.
Suddenly, a soccer ball flew from the sky and was about to hit a girl.
Ling Yun suddenly leaped forward like in a martial arts movie, catching the ball steadily and holding it flat in his hand.
That pose was so cool.
The crowd cheered.
The boy playing the soccer ball was terrified. He knew the ball he was kicking; it was incredibly powerful. If it had hit the girl in the face, it could have broken her nose. If that had happened, his parents would probably have broken his leg too.
"Thank you, thank you for catching the ball for me. Is your hand alright?"
The boy took the ball, looking apologetic and cautiously observing Linghu Lan's hand. Most people's hands would swell up after catching that ball, right? How did she manage to catch it so steadily?
That was absolutely brilliant.
Linghu Lan looked at her palms; they were red, and a tingling, painful sensation washed over her.
I'm still a baby! My hands are so soft and tender.
However~~~
She had to finish the act, even if it meant tears. She forced a smile and gritted her teeth, saying:
"fine!"
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