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Author: prretyfoot<\/strong>
\nWord count: 25610<\/strong><\/p>\n

Chapter One Inexplicable Accident<\/p>\n

All parents hope that their children can be admitted to a prestigious university, and all children also hope that their children
\nYou can go to a prestigious university. However, in the small village where I live, no one has such
\nidea. The small village where I live can be said to be an isolated place, and every household here is
\nLiving a self-sufficient life, men farm and women weave, just like ancient China. Occasionally, some young people will go out
\nWork hard, but you will come back because you can’t stand the pressure of the outside world.<\/p>\n

I lived with my father. My mother died when I was very young because of poor health. this
\nFor so many years, my father did not marry a wife again, and we depended on each other for life. I respect my father very much, he is a great
\nThe elder father, because of smoking, so my father’s health is not very good, but over the years, he still
\nHowever, I farm in the fields every day, no matter how hard or tired I am, I have to bear it by myself, just to bring me a happy life.<\/p>\n

When I was very young, in order not to let me become an illiterate, my father sent me to the village where I was the only
\nGo to study in a school. Slowly, I fell in love with reading, from elementary school to junior high school, and then to high school,
\nFinally, I took the college entrance examination. This incident can be said to have caused a sensation in the entire village, because in our village,
\nYour talent is not required, whether you are a college student or an illiterate, the life here is the same, then
\nThat is, men farm and women weave. So many of the people I used to study with gave up reading at the age of 16
\n, went home to plow the fields.<\/p>\n

Not long after the college entrance examination, I received an admission letter from a prestigious university in a certain city. this
\nThis event is a big event for our whole village, many people want me to go out for a break, but there are also some
\nA lot of people were against me going to college. All of a sudden, I was in a dilemma. To be honest, going to university is of course a must.
\nA good thing, but I wouldn’t be surprised if I can’t go. I kept one of the admission notices at home
\nLater, to my surprise, my father asked me to go out to study. I was moved when I heard what my father said.
\nall cried.<\/p>\n

My father borrowed a lot of money from relatives and friends for my studies. The report time for college freshmen is September 11
\n, and I went there at the end of August. There is really a big difference between the city and the village where I live. There are many tall buildings
\nBuildings, speeding cars, these are things I have never seen before. Everything is new to me
\nYes, although our school is located in the suburbs, it is only about half an hour’s drive from the city center, so I
\nWhenever I have time, I will go to the city center by car alone.<\/p>\n

Today is Saturday, which happens to be the weekend. I came to the city center again by car alone, every week
\nThere are so many people here at the end. In addition, today’s weather is particularly good, shoppingThere are a few more people than usual
\ntimes. I am very aware of the conditions in my family, and I know that I cannot spend money like other students
\n, so I just spent a few yuan to buy a cup of milk tea at a milk tea shop, and sat on a chair on the sidewalk to enjoy it
\nIn the summer afternoon. It was my first afternoon in the city and I was so excited, watching the bustling
\nCrowd, I know this is the pattern of my future life. Although the pace of the city is fast, I have to adapt
\nanswer.<\/p>\n

Just thinking about it like this, I suddenly closed my eyes and fell asleep. But the sound that woke me up was a scream,
\nI opened my eyes and saw all the pedestrians scattered in all directions with sleepy eyes. I don’t know what happened, I
\nSeveral more shots were heard. I still don’t know what happened, but I can tell it must be nothing
\ngood thing. So, before I had time to think about it, I followed the crowd and scattered around.<\/p>\n

Bad luck, the more I walked, the more I felt something was wrong. When I looked up, I realized that there actually appeared in front of me.
\nA masked man. He had a gun in his hand, and behind him was a group of men who were masked like him.
\nWhat they want to oppose is a group of policemen in police uniforms. I know they must be bad guys and want to leave quietly.
\nI drove them away, but who knew that I was caught by the masked man in front of me like a chicken being caught. I want
\nStruggling, but before I could struggle, he punched me on the head and knocked me out.<\/p>\n

I don’t know how long I was in a coma. I only know that when I woke up, I was locked in a
\nIn a dark room where you can’t see your fingers. My hands and feet were bound, and I tried to break free, but it was useless. I
\nI wanted to shout loudly, but no one answered no matter how loud I shouted. what should i do i feel lost
\n, I’m at a loss. At this moment, the door of the house opened, and a blinding light hit my face
\nsuperior. I could vaguely see a man in formal attire wearing glasses who came in. with a smile on his face
\n, I didn’t say a word to me for a long time. His first impression told me he was a nice guy, but soon I was
\nKnowing that if he was a good guy he should have saved me right away, and he didn’t.<\/p>\n

“Can you save me out?” I asked childishly.<\/p>\n

He didn’t answer my question, “Ask your parents to bring you one million yuan, and you can leave here immediately.”<\/p>\n

After hearing these words, I suddenly became calm. I laughed, very cold and pale, ”
\nThen please kill me! I’m just a college student from the countryside, and the tuition fees for my studies are all patchwork.
\nYes, 1 million is an astronomical figure for our family. My parents can’t take it out, you still
\nIt is to kill me as soon as possible, lest I waste your food here. ”<\/p>\n

As soon as these words came out, it was a kid behind the man who got mad first. He drew a pistol from his belt,
\nPointing at me, he said, “TMD, if you want to die, I can fulfill you right away!”<\/p>\n

I closed my eyes, waiting for death to come. But I haven’t heard gunshots for a long time. I opened my eyes and found out.
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