Someone who has never loved will never understand the thoughts of someone who is in love. Anyone who has never tasted the sweetness of love will never desire it. Whoever thinks he is wise and intelligent when he sees others in pain because of love is the most blind person in love.
"I know loving you was a mistake but I don't regret loving you."
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"Oe... oe..." - The baby had just come out of the mother's womb and cried. Is that a cry of happiness because of being born or of unhappiness?
The doctor held the child with the umbilical cord still in his hand and said:
"This girl has such a strange eye color!"
The little girl stopped crying and opened her tear-filled eyes wide to look at the two people who brought her to this world. The eyes have a strange color, dark blue. The baby let the doctor wash her and cut her umbilical cord, her eyes only looking at her parents.
The mother could only look at her child once before fainting from pain. The father reached out to touch the girl but stopped, seemingly afraid that his child would be hurt.
"Thanh Lam... that's right! Your name will be Thanh Lam!"
When she was born, Lê Thanh Lam had sparkling blue eyes. But after 6 months of age, Lam's eyes returned to normal, a light brown color like many other people.
From a young age, the girl had an unusually high intelligence, seemingly knowing the answer to every question. Thanh Lam's language is also extremely fluent, even at a young age she can still say sentences with profound meaning. Thanh Lam can also learn things very quickly, as if she was just recalling knowledge.
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"Thanh Lam? What's wrong?" - Her mother eagerly placed her hand on her forehead. It's so hot! What kind of nightmare could make the little girl so scared?
Thanh Lam tried to breathe evenly. A terrible dream for a 6 year old girl.
She dreamed of being chased and hunted by many people. They shouted things like "Evil", "Foreign", "Witch" in strange languages. What was even more strange was that she understood very clearly what they were saying and how often those dreams recurred. When they caught her, they cut off the black feathered wings on her back, trying to kill her by any means.
The common point of those dreams is that her eyes in the reflection from the mirror and the water surface are all blue. And in there, there was always a man standing from afar watching her being executed. But in the end, that was the only person who hugged her cold body.
Thanh Lam remained silent, hugging her mother tightly. Every time she had those dreams, for six consecutive years, she had a high fever. But Lam never told her parents. They won't believe it, they'll say it was just a nightmare. Because parents don't believe in ghosts or myths, parents don't believe in the words of scared children.
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"This! Help me! It's almost exam time and I still can't remember anything!" - Thanh Lam's friend is asking for help.
Hân, who was holding a set of questions, looked at Lam contemptuously:
"Having to humble myself to beg that brat, I would rather leave the paper blank."
Ngọc Hân's friends, or rather servants, immediately followed suit. Saying that an ugly person like Thanh Lam is nothing compared to their mobile bank.
Thanh Lam raised her lips and smirked:
"Come on, like I'm going to help you? Try kneeling down and crying, maybe God will save you from losing a few million to buy that score."
Han glared, what did that girl dare say? Diệu was startled and tried to turn to stop Lam from continuing but couldn't.
"Hey, there's a strong smell, do you smell anything? Smells of cowardice." - Lam looked at the person in front of him with mocking eyes. Dieu was silent but inside he was very happy. The person who always bullies others, every time he met Thanh Lam, he was provoked like that.
The supervisor came and separated the two sides. They thought to themselves, why would an 11-year-old girl say such surprising things? Perhaps it is that intelligence that makes Thanh Lam so sharp and arrogant. Ever since he became aware, Thanh Lam has never answered any question incorrectly, except for unclear things like feelings or right or wrong. At school, her achievements are always the best, no one can take Lam's first place. Why? There is no score higher than 100. This international school has 7 levels and Lam passed the exam twice. Currently she is in class 7A, a class for geniuses who surpass levels and children from rich families.
Although Ngọc Hân does not excel in her studies, her parents are millionaires. She doesn't need any effort to get into 7A. A doll-like beauty like Ngọc Hân should be respected, but Thanh Lam is always the center of attention. She is not satisfied! Why does this insolent girl, 1 year younger, always get perfect scores? Definitely cheating.
Thanh Lam leisurely entered the exam room. Let's complete the exam to escape this school. This is the first level passing exam this year, anyone can register. Only 7th grade students can participate in the early passing exam. If their results are approved, they will enter school half a year earlier than others.
"Swish swish ..."
The sound of a pen moving on paper, the sound of turning paper, and the sound of tapping hands on the table in a quiet exam space. Thanh Lam leisurely read the question, then filled in the answer. Everything is like a dream, every time Lam reads something, the answer always appears in her head. At first she was scared, feeling like she was a misfit, but later she found it very useful. Even though she didn't study a single word, that knowledge kept coming from somewhere. Perhaps that was adequate compensation for the nightmares that always tormented her mind?
Very quickly, Lam completed the exam. The girl brought it up and handed it over to the invigilator and then left the room without even looking at the answers. The supervisor looked at Lam with admiring eyes.
Thanh Lam walked out of the exam room and breathed a sigh of relief:
"Finally got out of this damn school."
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"What kind of devil are you?"
"Dare to seduce us? Disgusting thing!"
"..."
All the villagers were gathering around the cross. They claim to be humans but act like bloodthirsty demons. They cut off her wings, poured so-called holy water on her, and threw stones at her head.
The curses echoed in her ears, the girl with the face of an angel whose wings had been cut off was dying. Her eyes showing hatred down to her bones, she sang seductively with all her remaining little strength.
The people around seemed to go crazy every time a verse ended. They held sticks, stones, and knives, trying to kill each other. The voice seems to make everyone lose their reason, enchanting people, bringing eternal sleep.
A pair of large wings descended from the sky, revealing the form of a man. That person stood looking at the girl from afar, reaching out towards the crowd, causing all of them to lose their breath. That's the price of touching her. The beautiful girl who had lost her wings was still tied to the cross.
"Oh, are you here? Kill me, so I can be reborn again." - She laughed in pain from the wounds. Her eyes could no longer see the other person's face clearly.
The man standing in the dark shook his head slightly. He came closer and untied the girl, holding her in his arms. The girl smiled slightly while dying in that warm embrace.
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"Ah!" - Thanh Lam woke up from the dream, sweat drenched all over her body. It was just a dream. What was it this time, the medieval period in England? She didn't know, maybe it was in the region. Some backward country.
She walked downstairs, got a drink of water to calm down. Looking at the not-so-beautiful face in the mirror, Lam wondered, what did I do to deserve those nightmares?
"These pupils were once blue, right?" - Lam wiped away the fog on the mirror and looked closely at her eyes. Was it a coincidence, or did she really see herself in a past life? If so, what is she really be?
Lam shook her head, trying to clear away the nonsense thoughts. Tomorrow will be her first day at the visiting center, representing the school. An excellent student cannot wander around like a fool.