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Yes, I am Tan Xianmei.
The Tan Xianmei who is like a mushroom growing in a dark corner, always shrouded in gloom, not liked by others.
When I was a little girl, I was just like other girls, naive, lively, sunny, loving to talk and laugh.
A huge fire disaster destroyed my family, my happiness.
I became an orphan, and could only take refuge in the homes of relatives.
I have never been able to free myself from the pain of losing my parents, unable to become lovable.
They adopted me because of pressure, yet treated me worse than a dog, yelling at me every day, only giving me leftovers, and making me do a lot of housework, beating and scolding me when dissatisfied.
But I couldn't resist, I was afraid of having nowhere else to go.
I also didn't dare to complain, when I wanted to express dissatisfaction, I would be accused, saying I was ungrateful; they had the heart of a saint to adopt me, provide me food, clothing, education, yet I still wanted to live like a princess.
