You said you hated men, why are your eyes now full of love?-Chapter 95 - The Tenderness Encountered in the Alley (Part 1)
Inside the mist.
Ji Mu stepped into the girl's spiritual world.
Darkness engulfed everything in sight, and suddenly, his entire body felt as if it had been caught in an invisible vortex.
As the world spun around him, his consciousness dissolved into chaos and gradually became blurred.
When he opened his eyes again, everything around him had changed completely.
What met his eyes was a city in ruins.
The gray sky seemed to be covered with thick dust, and dilapidated buildings stood everywhere, showing signs of weathering and corrosion.
Rather than describing it as a ruin, it would be more accurate to call it a city-sized graveyard with huge tombstones.
"Is this... the spirit world of the silly goose?"
The ground was littered with debris, and wild grass grew in abundance.
Looking into the distance, he could vaguely see a towering tree at the edge of his vision.
Its height reached the clouds, resembling a pillar holding up the sky.
Instinctively, Ji Mu felt that the girl was probably there.
With this thought, he walked in the direction of the giant tree and entered the abandoned and desolate city.
The entire street was in ruins, and the crunching of his footsteps occasionally stepping on broken bricks echoed in this deadly silent world.
The deeper he ventured, the more obvious the desolate atmosphere became.
Until Ji Mu's gaze was drawn to a strange glow.
It was a spherical object floating in the air, emitting a mysterious pale blue light.
As he approached, he saw that the orb's surface seemed to be flowing with an invisible energy, sharing and condensing scenes.
The girl's past experiences and life were clearly depicted on it.
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"Teacher, this matter is clearly the boy's fault. Qingqing had already clearly expressed her refusal, but he kept trying to force a kiss. Qingqing couldn't stand it anymore and decided to fight back!"
A much younger Ruan Chuyao stood in the office and confronted the class teacher.
A shy-looking Ruan Qingqing, about seven years old, hid behind her mother.
In her childhood, she was white and soft, obedient and delicate. Her flawless skin was as soft as a freshly peeled egg, with a faint pinkish-white glow that seemed to squeeze out water with a gentle pinch.
"Qingqing's mother, they are just children. They're so young, they don't understand. He kissed your Qingqing because he likes her and wants to be close to her," the class teacher replied impatiently. "I've seen other girls invite him to play, and he wasn't interested.
So should I feel honored?
Ruan Chuyao laughed angrily, "Even if they don't understand much, children at this age already have the most basic concepts of gender. Knowing that the girl was unwilling and still trying to force a kiss, how is that different from molestation?"
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The class teacher's face showed a hint of embarrassment.
"Qingqing's mother, isn't that a bit too much? They're still young..."
Ruan Chuyao argued firmly, "Even though they're young, they're still human beings!"
The class teacher gave a strained smile, unable to answer.
Later, the boy's parents arrived at the school, arrogant, and immediately began to criticize the mother and daughter.
"After all, it's your child who has the problem. If she knows how to hit people at such a young age, what will happen in the future?"
"The way boys express their feelings is definitely not as subtle as girls. Also, your child is introverted and shy; she may not necessarily mind others being around her."
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"Bringing up molestation is ridiculous. At this age, when they are just learning to play, are you seriously telling me that a seven-year-old boy can have any dirty thoughts?"
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"If your mind is not clean, don't project those same thoughts onto a child!"
Every word, every question stabbed precisely at the moral high ground.
Ruan Chuyao's throat felt like it was stuffed with a cotton ball. She wanted to argue, but she couldn't find a reason to do so.
"Mom..."
The delicate and charming girl hung her head, looking as if she had done something wrong. "I'm sorry, did I cause you any trouble?"
Ruan Chuyao's nose prickled.
"You haven't done anything wrong, Qingqing."
She crouched down and hugged her daughter tightly.
It's Mom who is useless.
Although the sky was azure blue and the sunlight was brilliant, it couldn't penetrate the invisible haze.
Oppressive. Helpless.
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The scene stopped at this point.
Ji Mu's gaze shifted away from it.
Looking ahead, similar balls of light floated every few hundred meters.
He didn't speak and continued walking.
Every time he passed a memory scene, he would stop and patiently observe the girl's experiences.
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"Mom, I bled a lot there today, it hurts so much... Mom, am I going to die?"
"Qingqing, don't be afraid. This is called menarche, also known as menstruation. It's something every girl goes through. We can think of this blood as toxins, and once it's expelled from the body, Qingqing will grow taller and more beautiful."
"But... why did they surround me after class, saying I'm dirty, with blood all over my pants, and laughing while asking if my period has started?"
".....Don't worry, Qingqing, this is not your problem, Mom will go to school tomorrow and talk to the teacher."
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"Mom, can I stop going to school from now on?"
"What's wrong, Qingqing?"
"The boys in my class keep staring at my chest, always asking me if I'm uncomfortable wearing a smaller bra size, saying I smell better than the other girls, and saying I'm... very seductive."
".....Qingqing, it's not your fault."
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"Mom, many boys have confessed to me, but when I rejected them, they started spreading rumors behind my back, saying that I'm not clean, that I always flirt with people, and that my figure is indecent."
"Qingqing..."
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"Mom, no one in the class wants to talk to me, and the girls stay away from me. Did I do something wrong?"
"Qingqing, you didn't..."
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"Qingqing, how was your day at school today?"
"I was very happy, Mom. The teacher and classmates were very nice to me, and we got along very well, hehe." The girl smiled foolishly.
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Throughout the trip, Ji Mu watched the girl grow. He saw her learn to endure, learn to humiliate herself, learn to be shy, and also... learn to tell nice lies in front of the person she cared about most.
Unknowingly, he had already reached the base of the giant tree.
Raising his head, he gazed at the magnificent sight that blocked out the sky.
The thick trunk was etched with the ravages of time, stretching endlessly upward.
Without further hesitation, he began to climb the towering tree.
His hands and feet pushed and kicked, searching for any protrusion or indentation that might provide leverage.
As the height increased, so did the danger.
The wind picked up, blowing his disheveled hair wildly.
"You really want this, don't you? Otherwise you wouldn't be dressed so provocatively."
"Anyway, you can choose not to work hard, not to study, and even not to work, because at night you can just spread your legs."
"Men, of course, protect their own alliance, and at night they all point their guns at us women."
"Why should this society be dominated by men? Why do my grandparents keep telling my mother to have another son?"
"Men are the most hypocritical creatures."
"Why are there mostly mothers at parent-teacher meetings? Maybe in men's eyes we are just domestic slaves to be driven at will."
A voice filled with resentment resounded in his ears, like a collection of negative emotions accumulated by women over time, filled with the greatest malice towards men.
"Enough!"
Ji Mu could no longer stand it.
"Don't twist the relationship between victim and perpetrator into a gender opposition!"
"Humans are social animals; men are not necessarily united, and women are not necessarily always scheming against each other. Hypocrisy has never been about gender, but about human nature itself."
"Elevating personal issues to group issues is an extremely foolish thing to do."
He had had enough of the toxic rhetoric and so-called feminist extremism.
"I don't care what you think, but don't use these twisted ideologies to distort a girl's life!"
The whispering voices in his ears disappeared instantly.
Perhaps it was an illusion, but the tree trunk he was climbing seemed easier to grasp than before.
Ji Mu pushed aside his distractions and continued climbing with renewed vigor.
He finally reached the top with great difficulty.
His palms were covered with blisters and wounds from prolonged rubbing.
His body had been in an extremely weakened state for two hours, and this climb had exhausted all his strength.
His legs felt like they were filled with lead, so heavy that he could barely stand.
But when he saw the slender figure in front of him, Ji Mu forced himself to stand up by holding onto a branch, trembling as he walked towards her.
"Silly goose!"
He shouted, but in the next second, his consciousness suddenly became blurred and sluggish.
Everything in front of his eyes was like a glass window shrouded in mist, making it difficult to discern any distinct shapes, and every thought felt like trudging through a swamp.
Even his physical sensations grew weaker, as if he were being torn away from this spiritual realm and placed in a strange, unfamiliar land.
"You're just a little vixen, just like your mother, a cheap woman who only knows how to seduce men!"
A palm smacked his face with a loud SLAP, the pain searing and intense.
The searing agony spread from his cheek, and Ji Mu's consciousness slowly cleared, becoming more lucid.
He seemed to be experiencing the girl's memories from a first-person perspective, as if he were empathetically reliving her experiences.
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