A Young Woman's Heart

She is a monster, and once her secret is revealed, she will definitely be recognized as a monster.

A man who is physiologically male, yet desires to be a woman.

Drugs can only maintain the outward appearance of a feminine body, but they cannot truly change her inner self.

Is all this really meaningful?

In the end, wasn't it all in vain?

Suddenly, Tian Tingchan seemed to go berserk. With a burst of strength, she sat up abruptly, threw her pillow against the wall, and then slammed her head against the wall with a thud.

This time, he didn't hold back.

The scalp was slightly broken, and a little blood seeped out.

It reminded her of herself walking around campus in this form, holding a male ID card.

He was ostracized and ridiculed by his classmates.

Why did you choose to study medicine back then?

Her hands fell to her sides as she stared blankly into thought.

Perhaps, they were thinking that after completing their studies, they could treat their own illnesses and perform surgeries on themselves.

Looking back now, I was being too naive.

Becoming a real doctor is not an easy thing. With her current grades, which can only be considered good rather than excellent, she can only become a nurse even after graduation.

Although she had been working hard to study, the heavy burdens of life almost overwhelmed her, making it impossible for her to concentrate on her studies.

She doesn't need anyone's help because she knows that free friendship is the most valuable.

But sometimes it's impossible to refuse.

For example, the help from Zuo Ziya.

She hated this contradictory version of herself, hated her indifference, hated being deceived, and hated her fear of resistance.

I hate you, I hate me, and I hate the whole world.

In the end, however, only you get hurt.

Tian Tingchan closed her eyes and thought of that man, of his gentleness, of his indifference, of his sarcasm.

She also recalled the way he had threatened her.

She was like a lamb to the slaughter, weak and helpless—cowardly and incompetent.

"If you don't obey me, I'll tell everyone about you. Haha, you should be glad that you don't have much interaction with your college classmates, and not many people know that you're a boy."

"Get into position and lick it clean for me."

Even if you sue me, it doesn't count as rape.

Tian Tingchan bit her arm hard with her teeth, as if she wanted to tear off a piece of flesh.

In the end, all that was left were two rows of bloody teeth marks.

She closed her eyes and then opened them again, as if trying to forget the man.

Without Zuo Ziya, her life would have continued to sink into despair.

Forced into depravity.

He turned into a deformed monster.

Although things aren't much better now.

She finally lay down, exhausted, and curled back into the bed, staining the bedding with more blood.

Upon closer inspection, one can find numerous dried bloodstains in the bedding...

Just then, her secondhand cell phone, which she had left next to her pillow, started to vibrate.

It's an unfamiliar number.

She hung up in annoyance, but the phone rang again a few seconds later.

A weak, beast-like growl escaped her throat as she grabbed her phone and slammed it against the corner of the wall.

The sturdy brick-shaped phone wasn't damaged; it was just temporarily broken apart—the back cover and battery flew off and lay quietly on the soft floor covered with foam padding.

Tian Tingchan's fever worsened, and she let out heavy breathing and cried silently.

My brain started to become confused, and my soul felt like it was really about to leave my body.

Meanwhile, far away in Nanjing, Jiangsu, Zuo Ziya's expression was not good.

"What's wrong?" An elderly man stopped playing the piano and asked with a kind smile.

"Hoo...maybe...something happened—a friend of mine." Zuo Ziya closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "I didn't have time to read the text message from last night."

"Something very important?"

"……Um."

Can someone else help me?

"I do not know."

"You must have quite a few friends who can help you, right?"

“Yes, there is, but this matter…” Zuo Ziya’s eyes suddenly lit up, and she bowed to her teacher. “Teacher, I’m sorry to have interrupted your beautiful piano solo, but I have something very important to attend to. May I leave for a moment?”

"Of course, you don't need to follow those aristocratic etiquette in front of me, hehe."

"Thank you, teacher!"

Zuo Ziya turned and ran out.

……

Chapter 128 Zhou Yong's Insight

"Boss, I can't make a call!" A customer holding an umbrella shouted into the landline phone in front of the fruit shop.

"What's wrong? Is it broken?" Mo Wenli went over and tried it himself, plugging and unplugging the phone line and replacing the battery, but it still didn't work.

"How's it going? Is it fixed yet?"

"Uh, sorry, it seems to be broken. I'll call the telecom company to fix it. If you're in a hurry, go to the general store downstairs and call them. They have two phones there."

"Okay." The customer turned and ran towards the general store without stopping.

"The cheapest landline is really useless..." Mo Wenli muttered, taking out his mobile phone and dialing the telecom company's number. "Hello, I'm from the Colorful Orchard fruit shop below the Banshan Cancer Hospital. The landline seems to be broken. Can you send someone to fix it? Okay, yes, this number is fine. Okay, sure, I'm here, no problem, thank you, thank you."

"When are you coming?" Yang Xiaoyu glanced at him sideways.

"Fine, tomorrow afternoon." Mo Wenli, abandoning his previous politeness, rolled his eyes and said irritably, "That's incredibly efficient."

"It's already good enough that you're willing to come on the weekend, so don't complain."

"That's true, after all, he's the boss."

……

Meanwhile, Zuo Ziya dialed the landline number Mo Xueyao had left with her several times in a row.

Without exception, all of them were unable to be connected.

The housekeeper and her father went to other cities, and there was no one left in Hangzhou they could contact.

The main issue is that if she tells other friends about her situation, it will likely only cause more harm and could even implicate Zuo Ziya herself.

"Take care... Xiao Chan." She took a deep breath, lowered her head, and her phone displayed the text message Tian Tingchan had sent her last night—

"I feel like my life has no meaning."

"Teacher, I'm sorry, I have to go back to Hangzhou right now." She turned around hurriedly and ran back into the house.

"So eager?"

"Yes, I'm sorry..."

"Alright, stop being so polite. Go and take care of what's going on. I'm here anytime."

"Okay, thank you, teacher!"

"Then I won't see you off."

"It's nothing!" Zuo Ziya put on her coat and ran out, then ran back a while later and picked up her purse.

In the courtyard, a young woman of about the same age as her quickly stood up.

"Miss Zuo, have you gone back?"

"Yes, back to Hangzhou, I'll leave now." She said, walking directly to the Buick parked in the yard.

"Ok."

This woman is now her personal driver, but she used to be the daughter of a nanny who worked at her house.

……

Zhou Yong browsed the forum as usual.

Ever since his father brought back the old computer from the company at a discount and connected the home internet via landline, he would always sneak around the forums for a while before doing his homework when he got home.

It's not necessarily about watching bad things.

As time went on, he also discovered that there were still many normal topics on the forum.

Compared to other ordinary forums, it's probably just more open.

He opened his following list and first clicked on a user with the ID 'Ginniang-chan' to enter her homepage.

"Huh, she changed her name again?" he muttered to himself, looking through her recent posts.

It's been a week, and there's only one new post with two pictures.

Well, what's rare is that the pictures aren't bad; instead, they have a touch of freshness.