After Rose ran away, the Wilson family treated me as an enemy, insulting me day and night at my doorstep. Because of the public opinion storm caused by this incident, my SAT scores were a mess, and I only got into a community college.
The tuition was too high, and my family couldn't afford it, so I had to work in a factory.
At that time, Rose had already married her boyfriend and gave birth to a chubby boy in another city.
She later still shamelessly came to me, and even said a bunch of disgusting words that were out of line.
"Daisy, it's better for women to get married early, not only for yourself but also for society."
"And you must have your own son. Look at me, I have a son. Brian favors me."
"He cooks me a bowl of hot congee every morning."
"And you can recover early after giving birth. Take good care of your body and give birth to more babies for your husband in the future."
At that time, Rose's face fluttered with a blush of happiness, while I cowered in the cramped factory, silently pinching the bean sprouts on my plate, not waking her up from her beautiful dream.
A bowl of white porridge could make her dizzy.