It's also because I'm not good enough.

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The sun rose, making the outside even brighter. The post-snow wind was much colder than usual, and Fang Hui turned up her collar to cover her neck. At the bus stop near the hospital, many people were waiting for the bus, and Fang Hui joined them.
"Damn it, it's really cold today. The colder it is, the less likely the bus is to come."
"In this kind of weather, there are many accidents on the road, and the buses can't run smoothly, so of course they're slow!"
"And who knows when it will come!"
People stamped their feet and discussed amongst themselves.
The untrodden snow beside the bus shelter indicated that the first bus hadn't arrived yet, so Fang Hui waited anxiously. A young man waiting for the bus, wearing a bright red coat, stood nearby, staring intently at Fang Hui, his gaze intense. Fang Hui blushed and lowered her head.
After ten minutes, the bus still hadn't come, and people began to curse. Fang Hui was anxious; she wanted to get home quickly, to be back soon. Her mother was still lying in bed, with no one to take care of her! The young man in the red jacket seemed captivated by Fang Hui's beauty, his gaze making her extremely uncomfortable. She moved to another spot, but the young man followed. Fang Hui immediately tensed up; the young man was still staring at her intently.
If only Tian Xiaofen were here! She would definitely yell at this man: "What are you looking at! You fucking want to die!"
That way, he would stop looking, but she just didn't have the courage, the nerve to say such a thing.
Just then, a car stopped beside Fang Hui, the window rolled down, and a large head popped out—it was Shang Pin.
"Fang Hui, what are you doing?"
Fang Hui didn't want to talk to this seemingly honest but scheming person, but a burning gaze was emanating from her. So, she feigned enthusiasm and said,
"My mother is in the hospital, and I'm waiting for a bus to go home and get some things. Brother Shang, are you still
getting your injection?" "I come here for an IV drip every day. Don't wait for the bus, it's too cold outside! Get in my car, I'll have them take you home later and then pick you up."
Fang Hui's address of "Brother Shang" made Shang Pin feel like an older brother, and he was very enthusiastic. Fang Hui ultimately refused; she didn't want to associate with someone like that.
"Wait a minute, I'll have them come out and take you!" Shang Pin seemed determined to see Fang Hui off.
Shang Pin's car drove away, and after a while, the bus finally appeared! The bus was crowded. Fang Hui crossed her arms and finally managed to squeeze herself onto the bus. The young man in the red jacket followed her onto the bus.
"Attention everyone near the doors! The doors are closing, don't crowd them!" the conductor shouted.
The train was like a stuffy cage, people jostling each other. Every turn, every glide, was accompanied by a burst of angry shouts. Fang Hui gripped the handrails tightly by the door, surrounded by people, including the young man in the red jacket.
Two more people boarded at the second stop, and now it was truly packed. Fang Hui felt she was being forced to move against her will. The young man next to her had his mouth right next to her ear. His lips were naturally making kissing motions, his warm breath tickling her neck. Fang Hui gripped the handrail with one hand and pulled up her collar with the other to shield herself from his involuntary lips. The train was halfway there; just a little longer and she'd be home. Fang Hui felt a little relieved, but the young man in the red jacket was getting impatient.
Fang Hui suddenly felt an itch on the inside of her thighs. She instinctively squeezed her legs together, and a hand quickly withdrew from between them. Fang Hui turned around and glared fiercely at the young man in the red jacket. The young man closed his eyes, seemingly indifferent, and ignored her.
Her thighs were safe, but not long after, the hand was again firmly on her buttocks, rhythmically stroking them with the bumps of the car. Fang Hui reached down and grabbed the hand, trying to shake it off. Unexpectedly, the hand grabbed hers instead, refusing to let go, gently kneading it. Just as Fang Hui was about to explode in anger, the young man's other hand reached out, and something cold pressed against the back of Fang Hui's hand. Fang Hui realized it was a knife. She turned around; the young man, eyes slightly closed, gritted his teeth, a fierce look on his face, and pressed the knife hard against the back of Fang Hui's hand. Fang Hui weakened, pulling her hand away and grabbing the handrail. Without resistance, the hand became even more audacious.
It slipped between Fang Hui's legs, forcefully spreading them apart, gently caressing the inside of her thighs. Even through her clothes, the hand made Fang Hui feel itchy and aroused. The hand was skillful, first stroking her inner thighs, then teasing her center with a finger. Fang Hui was already wet, her whole body feeling lightheaded. She gripped the handrail tightly, pulling her legs in forcefully.
The harder Fang Hui pulled her legs in, the more rhythmic and rapid the teasing became. Not only that, his other hand slipped inside her shirt, embracing her like a very intimate couple. The other passengers watched this "lovers" appear very close.
His hand touched Fang Hui's breasts; even through her clothes, he could grasp one of her breasts, round and very elastic. His hand first stroked her breasts in circles, one circle, two circles… Fang Hui felt her breasts begin to swell, as if they were about to burst. Suddenly, that hand gripped her breast tightly, squeezing it so hard that almost all the blood was squeezed out. Then, that hand slowly moved upwards, a tingling sensation, like an electric shock, quickly spreading throughout Fang Hui's body. She gently closed her eyes and gripped the handrail tightly.
The young man's technique was superior to Guo Yong's; Fang Hui felt none of the pain and fear she had felt when Guo Yong touched her.
Slap, slap, Fang Hui silently slapped herself twice. That hand was sexually harassing her, and she was still thinking about comparing things. But she didn't resist; the other man had a knife, and Fang Hui didn't want to add to the chaos.
Those two hands, one below, one above. Her breasts were completely gone; that hand would pat one breast for a moment, then another. Her breasts were burning hot, as if they were about to burst. Her lower body reacted even more intensely, a tingling, numb sensation, and that unpleasant liquid had already flowed out.
Fang Hui closed her eyes, biting her lip, silently enduring it all. She wanted to cry, why was she so unlucky! Why did she have to encounter something like this again! But those two hands didn't leave her body; instead, they became even more frantic.
To avoid another car, the bus swerved sharply, causing the passengers to jolt violently, followed by shouts and curses.
"Are you looking for death?!" the driver yelled, leaning out at the oncoming car.
It was this swaying that caused the young man to lose his balance and fall onto another person, his hands pulling away from Fang Hui.
"What do you want?" the young man asked, glaring angrily at a strong man.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" the young man immediately changed his tune, repeatedly apologizing.
The bus finally arrived at the station, and Fang Hui was finally free. She hurriedly got off. The young man in the red coat looked disappointed; seeing Fang Hui get off, he remained at the window, constantly peering out.
Fang Hui trudged through the snow home. On her way upstairs, she met Uncle Zhang, who was on his way to the clinic.
"Huihui, where have you been? You look exhausted!"
"Uncle Zhang, my mother is in the hospital."
"Oh, is it still because of cancer?"
It seemed everyone knew her mother had cancer, except for her. Fang Hui nodded.
"And your father? Did he go to the hospital?"
Fang Hui wanted to cry, but shook her head.
"Oh, oh..." Uncle Zhang responded as he left the building.
Fang Hui returned home; her father wasn't back yet. She went into his room, sat down beside his bed, and wiped the table with her finger; it was covered in thick layers of dust. It seemed her father hadn't been home for a long time. Fang Hui sighed softly. At that moment, how she wished her father were with her and her mother!
Her underwear was soaked, so Fang Hui quickly changed it. She threw it angrily on the ground, cursing herself for being so weak; so much water just from touching it. After
changing, Fang Hui ate something hastily, washed her face, and called Teacher Song to tell her that her mother was sick and she needed to take a few days off. Teacher Song granted her leave and comforted her, telling her not to worry and to come to class as soon as possible. Fang Hui felt so warm from her teacher's words!
She found her mother's toiletries and a change of clothes, washed herself, and left home to go to the hospital. But as soon as she left, Fang Hui turned back. The doctor said it would cost 10,000 yuan! Where am I supposed to find 10,000 yuan?

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