After surviving my ordeal, I learned that the school beauty had given birth to twins for me.

Chapter 58 Li Qianqian's Pain

As a result, that very evening...

When the bugle sounded to signal the end of the workday, the lights in the cells were turned off on time.

Li Qianqian lay on the hard bed, listening to the even breathing of her fellow inmates beside her. Her heart was at peace. She closed her eyes and quickly fell asleep.

Unexpectedly, the moment his consciousness sank into darkness, the scene before him suddenly changed!

She suddenly opened her eyes and found herself sitting in the back row of a university lecture hall, surrounded by familiar classmates, with her professor who had taught her major courses for four years on the podium.

And the sycamore trees outside the window are exactly the same as the scene in my university class six years ago.

"What's going on? I can even dream about my college days."

Li Qianqian chuckled, completely unconcerned. She simply assumed it was a case of "what you think about during the day, you dream about at night." After all, the police had been asking her about things from six years ago, so it was normal to dream about them.

But the next second, all the students around her suddenly turned around and their eyes fell on her.

Their eyes, filled with contempt, disgust, and mockery, pierced her like poisoned needles.

Immediately afterwards, a torrent of unpleasant comments surged over her, instantly engulfing her.

"Look, it's her, Jiang Xinlan. I heard she's pregnant out of wedlock, and nobody knows who the father is!"

"Really? She always looks so innocent and pure, I never imagined her private life was so messy!"

"That's right, I heard she was kept by an older man, and then dumped after he got tired of her. It's quite pitiful."

"What's there to pity? I think they deserve it! They'll do anything for money. People like that are just pathetic and don't deserve any sympathy!"

These foul words were all fabricated by her back then to slander Jiang Xinlan.

But now, all those words have hit her hard.

Back when everyone was slandering and looking down on Jiang Xinlan, she felt only satisfaction and catharsis when she heard the same words.

She even said some more vicious things back then.

At that time, I didn't feel anything at all. In fact, I even found it exciting to see Jiang Xinlan in pain and embarrassment, becoming more and more silent each day, hiding in a corner and crying her heart out.

But why does she feel so much pain now, hearing these words?

It's as if she's become Jiang Xinlan?

Wait, she turned into Jiang Xinlan?

Li Qianqian belatedly realized that when everyone was criticizing Jiang Xinlan, their eyes were indeed all on her.

Those malicious attacks, like needles, were all aimed at her.

In other words, in everyone's eyes, she is Jiang Xinlan?

That shameless woman, Jiang Xinlan, whom she falsely accused of being pregnant out of wedlock, being vain and kept by an older man, trying to climb the social ladder through her pregnancy only to be dumped?

No, it's not like that!

She wanted to explain, to shout, "I'm not Jiang Xinlan! I'm Li Qianqian! These words are all made up, they're not true!"

But when she opened her mouth, she couldn't make a sound. It was as if something was blocking her throat, and she couldn't utter a single word.

She could only stand there, watching helplessly as people around her pointed and whispered, looking at her with the kind of eyes that look at trash.

That despair of being unable to defend herself, that suffocating feeling of being isolated by the whole world, instantly gripped her heart, making it hard for her to breathe.

Just as she was about to faint from the shock, the scene spun around her again.

When she came to her senses, she was already standing in the counselor's office.

The counselor sat behind his desk, looking at her with a face full of disappointment, and slammed a notice of expulsion heavily in front of her:

"Jiang Xinlan, there are rumors about you everywhere in the school, which have a very bad influence. In addition, you have been absent from class without reason for a long time. The school leadership has decided to expel you. Please sign here."

She looked at the notice of expulsion, and the name written on it was none other than "Jiang Xinlan".

She wanted to tear up the notification letter, slam her fist on the table and shout that she had been wronged, and tell her counselor that it was all a rumor.

She can't be fired. If she is, wouldn't that confirm the rumors that she is indeed unclean?

Moreover, she worked so hard to get into university, and then she was expelled. How is she going to explain this to her parents when she gets back?

They all had high hopes for her, thinking she would make something of herself.

She couldn't even imagine how disappointed and upset they would be if they knew these things.

Moreover, she is so young, and after being expelled, she has no education or background, and she is pregnant. Where can she go?

Li Qianqian wanted to refuse, but her body was completely out of her control. With trembling hands, she picked up a pen and carefully wrote her name on the notice of expulsion.

The moment she put pen to paper, she clearly felt how desperate, helpless, and aggrieved Jiang Xinlan must have felt when she signed those three words back then.

So this is what Jiang Xinlan felt when she was forced to drop out of school back then?

Why do I feel so bad?

Immediately afterwards, the scene changed rapidly again.

She returned to Jiang Xinlan's hometown, a small county town in the south.

Walking on the old streets, the neighbors around her avoided her as if she were a plague, pointing and spitting at her back.

He was hurling insults at her, calling her shameless, disgraceful, and a slut who got pregnant before marriage.

Even the owner of the small shop at the alley entrance refused to sell her anything, waving her away and telling her to get lost, saying he was afraid she would dirty his shop.

When she got home and opened the door, she saw her mother's red eyes and unstoppable tears, and her father sitting in a chair, smoking one cigarette after another.

Her father looked up at her, his eyes devoid of any of the affection he once had, filled only with disappointment and pain. He remained silent for a long time before finally uttering only one sentence:

"You've made us, an old couple, unable to hold our heads high in front of our neighbors for the rest of our lives."

Those words were like a knife, piercing her heart.

She wanted to explain, wanted to hug her parents and cry, but she could do nothing. She could only stand there, bearing the guilt and despair, her whole body ice-cold.

But this is not the end.