I am a god in the secret world

When Bai Tao graduated from high school, she worked outside for two years. When she returned home for the Chinese New Year, her mother took her aside for a heart-to-heart talk.

"Do you blame me for not letting you paint? If I had let you paint and let you study liberal arts, you would have no problem getting into a second-tier university. That girl next door is like that. You two were classmates and your grades were similar."

"How could I blame you? It's all in the past." Although Bai Tao felt very uncomfortable, it was indeed in the past.

"Really? You really don't blame me?" Her mother looked at her expression carefully.

"Oh..." Mother sighed, just like every time.

"The main reason is that our family is really poor. We really can't afford to let you study art. We really can't afford to support you. The main reason is that your grades are not good enough. If your grades are good, it's not that we can't let you study."

"But didn't you say that if my grades weren't good, you'd let me study art?"

Bai Tao's mood suddenly became excited.

"So you really blame me, what should I do? How about you go back and repeat your studies? I'll let you study liberal arts and painting, is that okay? You can go back now, anyway you can repeat your studies."

The mother started crying as she spoke.

Bai Tao looked at her numbly and said nothing more.

Later she received another gift from her mother, a drawing tablet.

She had indeed posted on WeChat Moments that she wanted to buy a drawing tablet and draw on the computer, but because she was short of money and had no time at work, she had actually given up long ago.

When she received the digital tablet, she was surprised and happy, and her mother also smiled.

But it turned out that I was waiting here.

Bai Tao probably knew why her mother associated the house with painting.

Because the mother also knew that she had done something wrong, she knew that she should not force Bai Tao to study science, and she also knew that perhaps letting her go into art was a good path.

But she refused to admit it, because how could her parents do anything wrong? There are no perfect parents in the world.

So as long as Bai Tao showed the slightest problem, as long as she dared to make the slightest request, she would be taking advantage of the situation, and resenting them for not letting her study liberal arts, and resenting them for not letting her learn painting.

They had already bought her a drawing tablet, making up for their mistake back then, but she still didn't know how to appreciate it and still made demands.

Bai Tao let out a sharp scream and pushed the woman in front of her violently.

"Get out! Get out!"

She was shaking all over and her voice was broken.

Of course, the mother got angry after being pushed like this by her.

"What do you mean? I told you what was on your mind, didn't I? I've even let you paint now, how could you do this?!"

No, it’s not about painting at all. What does it have to do with painting?
Bai Tao couldn't say anything. She just jumped off the bed, pushed the person out, and then slammed the door shut, but the door lock was broken.

So she could only lean against the door.

The person outside the door was pushing hard. My father heard the noise and came over, pushing hard too.

Bai Tao was unable to withstand the strength of an adult male. She staggered backward and was pushed to the ground.

The father pointed at Bai Tao's nose with anger on his face and cursed: "Are you mentally ill? I have said long ago that no one who studies painting is normal. I think you are also sick. How dare you push your mother like this? Look at what you look like now. Isn't it embarrassing?"

Shame?

It's embarrassing again. From childhood to adulthood, they always say that she is embarrassing, saying that she has not earned face for them, and that they feel ashamed when they see her!
They will spare no effort to belittle everything about her in front of outsiders, as if that would save face.

Who is embarrassing himself?

"Get out..." she murmured.

She had lost all her strength.

However, she was soon picked up and her father slapped her.

The mother came over and stopped them while crying.

"Don't hit her, don't hit her, she didn't mean it!" "You spoiled her. I tell you, she should have been slapped a long time ago, making trouble every day. If you slapped her a few times earlier, she would be fine!"

"Okay, stop talking, let's go, let's go! She's still young."

As the mother said this, she took the father out, and the father was still roaring angrily.

"What do you mean by small?! She's already married, and she's still young?! It annoys me to see her like this. I guess she won't be able to get married, and she's still dreaming of having a house! After being out there for a few years, she's become wild, right? What are your conditions and what are others' conditions? And you still want to compete with them?"

Bai Tao stood on the ground in a panic. The floor tiles were so cold that her feet quickly lost temperature.

She lowered her head, her hair sticking to her face, and she finally came to her senses when she felt the pain in her feet from being frozen.

She scanned the room with numb eyes, saw the scissors on the table, suddenly rushed over and picked up the scissors.

She gestured at her wrist twice, but ultimately she didn't have the courage to cut it. When she was about to let go, she heard a scream.

"What do you want to do? Do you want to die?"

It's the mother.

The father who heard the noise also came over again. They saw her outstretched wrist and the scissors she picked up, and their anger made them even more ferocious.

"You actually dare to want to die. You want to die after just saying a few words to you, right? Then go die. Let me see if you can die today?!"

The mother rushed forward to grab her scissors in despair.

Bai Tao screamed and stepped back, asking them to leave.

But they refused and said even more unpleasant things. Finally, her trembling hands cut a wound on her wrist. But she didn't actually want to die, so she avoided the middle of her wrist.

"go out!"

Her mother snatched away her scissors.

"Okay, get out, I'll get out now!"

"Why are you stopping him? Let her die. I want to see if she dares to die!"

"Stop saying a few words!"

This time they finally left for good.

Bai Tao smiled miserably, sat down in her seat, and stared at the wound on her wrist numbly.

The wound was not deep, and the blood stopped flowing along the wrist after a while.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but Bai Tao finally managed to calm down.

She was just about to go to bed when her mother came in again.

He was holding gauze and iodine in his hand.

"Let me bandage your wound." The mother's voice was soft and cautious, afraid of irritating her.

Bai Tao remained silent, looked at her, and carefully helped her treat her wounds.

"Alas, your father didn't mean to say that. We also know that he wronged you, but how could you commit suicide?"

Her mother looked at her with a heartbroken expression.

"Do you know that if you commit suicide, how many people will laugh at our family after the news gets out?"

Bai Tao felt as if she was falling into an ice cellar.

But she no longer had the energy to go crazy.

"Okay, I won't say anything more about you. Just know it in your heart. You can't be an unfilial person and die before us. You are our only child. What will we do if you don't provide for us in our old age?"

"Okay, go to sleep. Don't worry, I will fight with your father about the house. After all, you are my only daughter."