Since birth, people here have worn various masks. The types of masks are all prescribed by the government. Parents draw lots to decide which mask belongs to their children.

Aunt Meizi was unfortunate. She got a loser's mask. She was sad but could only accept it. She knew what this mask represented. This mask would follow her children until they started working. At that time, they had another chance to choose by themselves.

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Before this, her children could only be the worst in studies, the worst in performance, and losers who were bullied.

When the mask was put on him, he was still laughing. He didn't know what he would face. This would accompany him for many years. If he had bad luck next time, Aunt Meizi didn't dare to think about it. Their social division of labor had long been eliminated.

Make an appointment, this is fate's arrangement and cannot be disobeyed.

Aunt Meizi's child is growing up, and is always being criticized in school. The teacher cannot stand on his side, because it is his responsibility to be the loser, and he must play this role well and bear it silently.

Whenever she saw her child come back with a bruised face, Aunt Meizi felt very distressed, but she could do nothing.

It was the day after he entered high school. He didn't understand why the rewards he could get for the questions he could do well were always a little worse. He was annoyed. Those outstanding people ridiculed and ridiculed him wantonly, and those strong people often bullied and beat him.

He, he had enough, and he went back to talk to his mother.

Aunt Meizi painfully told him about the mask. He was extremely surprised that his life was firmly grasped by this thing and could not be changed.

He was angry. He didn't want others to control his life. That night, he secretly used a knife to cut off the mask that had been integrated with his face. The feeling of excruciating pain extended to every part of his body. Blood flowed down.

, he fell into a coma.

Later, he appeared in school with his own face, and he worked hard to get everything he wanted, but everyone disliked him and no one wanted to pay attention to him because he broke the rules of the game and became an alien.

He once wanted to control his own destiny and worked hard. He was lost. He didn't know what was right and whether he should stick to himself.

After several years of being alone, excluded, not understood, and in the indifferent eyes of everyone, it was time to choose his own mask again. He hesitated whether to stick to it for his beliefs.
Chapter completed!