Unlike others, Mr. Shen knows what job I do.

In front of him, I'm always acutely aware of the huge gap between us, like heaven and earth.

He looks down on me, and I feel extremely inferior and humble.

I desperately think about how to speak, so that being beaten doesn't seem so embarrassing.

To my surprise, Mr. Shen didn't inquire about the reason.

He just carefully continued applying medicine for me.

I know he must have guessed the general reason without asking.

This time, the distance between us is too close, and I clearly see the emotions hidden in his deep eyes.

I guess he feels sorry for me.

Because in my eyes, it's exactly the same as the pitiful look in the eyes of stray cats and dogs.

Sort everything out.

"Okay, be careful when washing your face these days, try not to touch water."

"Thank you, Mr. Shen."

I snap back to reality, overwhelmed by embarrassment, awkwardness, and self-doubt, making it hard for me to breathe. In a panicked state, I quickly get up and leave.

In the afternoon, during the extracurricular class, I inevitably encounter that scum.

He personally brought his daughter here.

When no one was around, he smoked, and the smoke blew onto my face: "Don't think I'm afraid of you. A man playing around a bit, if the wife knows, she knows. Anyway, we already have a child, so what can she do?"

"As for you, a woman, if you don't want to ruin your reputation, it's best to behave."

"You're doing that job just for money, right? Since you're short of money, be sensible. If you continue to act recklessly, I have plenty of ways to make sure you can't go on."

"As long as I file a complaint, think about the educational institution. Will they still want someone like you to be a teacher?"

"Think carefully about whether you want to be with me. I'll be waiting for you in the usual place tonight."

After he finished speaking, he touched my injured face with his disgusting hand as a warning.

Shame, anger, and an indescribable feeling surge within me, and I try to swallow all the bitterness, digest it...

But I couldn't hold back my tears and cried, squatting down, hugging my head.

Poverty can make a person lose everything, including dignity.