On a dating show, I was bullied by all the cast members because I rejected the confession of a rich, entitled playboy. They isolated me and framed me. They forced me into becoming the internet's punching bag. I argued with the production team, but they doubled down on the malicious editing, telling me to get out of the entertainment industry. I sought help from my agency, but they sued me, demanding an astronomical penalty fee. "Ethan Sterling can have any woman he wants, yet you dare to reject him? Who gave you the audacity?" I was cyberbullied and canceled. Red paint was thrown on me in the streets. They cursed me: "You're a bitch born of dogs and pigs, a descendant of animals!" In response, I started a livestream to confront all the cast members and trolls. Against a backdrop of a wall full of medals, I questioned them word by word, tears streaming down my face: "My grandfather was a decorated WWII veteran! My grandmother dedicated her life to the Manhattan Project! My father died defending our borders! My mother was a frontline doctor! I am a protector of intangible cultural heritage! I ask you, how much audacity does it take to reject a playboy's confession? Is the dignity of my country enough?" 1 "Lily Vance is really good at playing hard to get. She looks innocent, but she's actually quite promiscuous in private." "You can't really blame our Ethan for not seeing through her 'pick-me' act; her skills are indeed high-level." "However, she's playing with fire. She wanted to create a 'cool beauty' persona by rejecting Ethan, but it backfired." "If it weren't for the show's surveillance footage, we might have been played by her too." "Don't mention her name. Hearing it makes me sick." The production team of Destined to Love connected with the four other cast members. Two men and two women talked freely in the livestream. They didn't shy away from malicious discussions about me. It successfully attracted a hundred thousand viewers. In the comments section. Trolls were also sparing no effort to slander and smear me. But I had never done any of the things they accused me of. All along, I was the victim, the one being bullied. Trolls said I deliberately dressed revealingly to seduce the male guests. It was because a female guest cut my dress when I wasn't looking. I wore that dress on camera without knowing, which led to a major wardrobe malfunction. Trolls said I was a "pick-me girl" who only stirred up trouble between genders. It was also because a female guest failed to frame me and accidentally caused a male guest to suffer in silence. I tried to restore the truth in front of the surveillance cameras, but they stood together to denounce and slander me. Clearly, I was the victim, the most innocent one. In the end, I became the perpetrator in the mouths of the five guests. Trolls said I tried to sleep with the show's executives for money and fame by any means necessary, which was even more absurd. When I went to the executive's office, I was dressed cleanly and neatly. I just hoped the production team would be decent and stop tolerating the other guests bullying me. But the production team didn't take me seriously at all and continued their malicious editing. Using editing tricks, they turned me into a complete slut. I had no choice but to go to my agency, hoping they would clear my name. But what did the agency say? "Ethan Sterling can have any woman he wants, yet you dare to reject him? Who gave you the audacity?" "It's not too late to regret. Go find Ethan, suck up to him, and make him forgive you." "Maybe Ethan is willing to let you off, willing to give you a chance to turn things around. You might even become famous because of this!" I recorded everything the agency said to me. And posted it online. Since I couldn't rely on others, I would rely on myself. I didn't believe Ethan Sterling could cover the sky with one hand and turn black into white. I stand tall and walk straight; I firmly believe I can wash away the dirty water they threw at me. But as soon as the recording appeared online. Ethan had already bought off all the media, telling the public that the recording was just me staging a show. "You dare to bring out fake stuff! Do you really think you're a fairy descending to earth, and Ethan can't live without you?" "With Ethan's wealth and status, is it necessary for him to engage in such petty tricks to slander you?" "Know your place, get out of the entertainment industry! Disgusting thing." That night. The topic "Lily Vance Get Out of Entertainment" shot to number one. The door of my rental apartment was blocked by piles of trash. Walking on the street, people spat on me. I was bullied by hooligans in broad daylight. Even if I called the police, even if one hooligan was caught, there were others waiting for me, and more spit waiting for me. "Miss, it's not that we don't want to help you, but we have no evidence that the Ethan Sterling you mentioned is directly connected to these people hurting you. We can't determine if these hooligans were instructed by someone or if they were malicious troublemakers acting on their own." I was too scared to go out. I cut off all social interactions. But even when picking up a delivery at home, I could get splashed with red paint by strangers. Of course, the delivery bags I ordered couldn't contain normal food. They were filled with either feces, scary toys, or various insulting texts and pictures. I hid at home, hugging the snow globe my parents gave me, trembling all over, tears flowing uncontrollably. I didn't understand how the world my parents insisted on protecting had become like this. So cruel, so dark. Running contrary to the "justice" my parents instilled in my mind. "Mom, Dad, Lily is so scared! So sad! Why, why are they bullying me!" "Mom, Dad, Lily misses you so much, really, really misses you." Despite this. Those people still didn't intend to let me go. Just now. A group of people led by Ethan pried open my door. 2 After rushing in, they smashed my apartment. They tore my clothes and took a bunch of videos and photos. And threatened that if I didn't apologize publicly to Ethan Sterling, they would drive me out of New York. My face was stepped on by Ethan. My body trembled uncontrollably. In my ears were extreme threats and warnings. "Lily, I was willing to be a couple with you on the show. Instead of being grateful, you dared to reject me. Am I, Ethan Sterling, a man you can reject?" I resisted with all my might, but I was too weak to move him even a bit. He used a small knife to scratch one side of my face. "Such a beautiful face, scratched like this, I really feel a bit of heartache. Why do you have to be so stubborn? Wouldn't it be better to be obedient?" He smiled, looking like a demon from hell. "Little Lily, I'll give you one last chance. Publicly apologize, admit you seduced me, and express your most sincere love to me. Maybe I'll let you go." He dropped the bloody knife and squatted down. "Don't think about calling the police. After all, do you have evidence? Without evidence, no one can make decisions for you!" My face was covered in tears, my eyes full of blood. Beside my hand lay the snow globe Ethan had smashed. This was a gift from my parents for my 12th birthday, and also the last gift I received from them. I treasured it like a gem for nearly ten years. Now, broken, shattered. Only residue remained. He pinched my chin, wild and charming: "The stronger and more unyielding you are, the more it itches my heart. Little Lily, tonight in the livestream, I'll wait for your confession." Ethan left arrogantly with his people. I gathered the remains of the snow globe. The shards cut my fingers. Amidst the dripping blood, I seemed to see my dad. Covered in wounds, draped in the Stars and Stripes, walking towards me from the fire. His gaze was incredibly firm, his steps powerful. "A soldier's will is harder than steel. A soldier's child should be firmer than a rock, straighter than a pine, braver than fire! Lily, don't be afraid, Dad is always with you." Standing closely behind Dad were Mom, Grandpa, and Grandma. "Lily, don't be afraid, be brave." My tears flowed freely. Before my eyes were scenes of my parents and grandparents sticking to the front line. How terrifying Ethan was to me. But. Compared to the enemies on the battlefield, the invaders on the border, the radiation in the laboratory, the diseases in the hospital. What did Ethan's mob count for? "Wow, Ethan is here!" "Ethan, you came just as our stream was about to end. Were you heartbroken by Lily? Forgot the time?" "Ethan, don't be so pure. Lily isn't the only woman in the world." "Yeah, Ethan, wanna check out my sister? She's just turned 20, pretty and pure, and most importantly, reliable character." Ethan appeared in the livestream. A string of donations fell from the sky. The livestream, originally watched by a hundred thousand people, surged to a million because of Ethan's arrival. Ethan in the lens was elegant, looking like a gentle noble, with none of the hostility from just now. He pursed his lips slightly, reserved and lazy: "Actually, Lily called me just now. She said a lot of apologies to me. I actually don't believe a little girl could be that bad, so I gave her a chance to come to the livestream too and tell everyone her heartfelt words." The others booed. "Ethan, can you not be so kind." "There's a kind of person called incorrigible. Even if she admits to the dirty things she did, it doesn't mean she'll get better." "But, Ethan, if you let her come to the livestream, she might not dare to come." The comments were full of mockery. [If Lily dares to show up, there's a ghost!] [If she shows up, I'll do a handstand and eat shit!] [If she dares to show up, I'll curse her until she does a handstand and eats shit!] [What kind of thing born of a pig father and dog mother is she, descendant of animal grandparents!] [If I were her, I would have jumped into a river, ocean, or off a building! How could she have the face to appear in the livestream!] 3 But the ones without face weren't me, it was the group of five sitting in the livestream! The ones who should die weren't me, it was those keyboard warriors manipulating right and wrong! I wiped the tears from the corners of my eyes. I rummaged out the metal box from under the bed. Then. I opened the box. I took out the items inside one by one and hung them on the white wall behind me. When all this was done. I turned on the camera and applied to join the livestream. "Whoa, Lily really came? She applied to join, let her in?" "She's got guts. If she dares to come, what are we afraid of?" "Let her in, let the babies in the livestream see the pick-me girl's performance." Ethan maintained his proper noble act: "Don't talk about Lily like that, she might have difficulties..." "Ethan, we know. When she comes, we'll talk to her nicely too, won't target her." "Ethan, rest assured, we will definitely let her say everything she wants to say." "But Ethan, don't be deceived by her acting again." Ethan gave a bitter smile. That hurt expression made the fans in the livestream heartache endlessly. [Ethan, don't be sad, you deserve a better girl.] [Ethan, starry eyes, so handsome, rich and considerate, Lily is blind.] [Ethan is the handsomest, Ethan I love you.] With my arrival. The livestream, originally watched by a million people, doubled in number. The screen was full of homophonic insults directed at me. "Lily, things have fermented until now, we don't seem to have heard a word of apology from you to the public!" "Now you should show your attitude. If you refuse to admit your mistakes like before, your future path will be difficult!" I adjusted the phone camera. The screen immediately showed my wretched face. Tear stains and bloodstains crisscrossed. [She's putting on that expression again, as if she's been so wronged!] [Disgusting, she probably thinks all men can be manipulated by a few tears like Ethan.] [So good at acting, why go on a dating show, go act in movies!] I sniffled and looked straight at the camera. "I'm very sorry for occupying a lot of public resources because of my affairs." As soon as I finished speaking. The guests in the livestream made very disdainful mocking sounds. "Lily, an apology needs sincerity. You think these two understated sentences count as an apology?" "Otherwise? How should I apologize?" I asked back. "Don't even know how to apologize? Shouldn't you specifically talk about the harm you caused to the five of us!" I shook my head: "I never caused you harm, instead you have been hurting me! Except for apologizing to the uninformed audience, I haven't wronged anyone, not just you five, but also the keyboard warriors indiscriminately in the comments! You should apologize to me!" The four guests in the livestream exploded. "Damn, Lily, you're really something!" "Really planning to stick to being right, huh?" "I really shouldn't have let you into the livestream. Alright, kick you out now!" "Wait." Ethan suddenly spoke, his gentle eyes immediately becoming sharp, "Lily, I advise you to think clearly. Miss this opportunity, and you may never have a chance to turn things around. Think about your parents, your family. You definitely don't want them to be stigmatized because of you..." I couldn't help pulling up the corners of my mouth and laughing out loud. Ethan is really fake. Acting like this in public, but devoid of conscience in private. He forced me to apologize, forced me to confess to him, wasn't it just to better control me and play with me in the future! But, Ethan, you calculated wrong! A hero's child will never easily kneel to evil forces! [Why is she laughing? How does she still have the face to laugh!] [Ethan is still too kind!] [Block her, let her and her family be pointed at by thousands when walking on the street! Pick-me bitch!] I laughed and laughed, and tears came out. "Ethan is right, I should cherish this opportunity, at least say everything I want to say!" Then. I stood up. I pointed the camera at the white wall behind me! On the wall, a whole wall of medals! Golden, shining. Different sizes, different shapes. Some engraved with unique patterns, some inlaid with brilliant gems. Each one tells a thrilling story behind it. 4 [What are these?] [Medals? Oh my god, so many medals!] [Mother of god, what did I see? The Medal of Honor! That's the highest military honor!] [Impossible! How can Lily have so many medals? Must be fake!] [You said only veterans have these, how old is she, how could she have them!] "Yes, these things don't belong to me, but are things left by my parents and grandparents!" "You said my family would be pointed at by thousands. I want to ask, why would heroes of the people be pointed at by thousands!" "You said I'm a thing born of a pig father and dog mother, a descendant of animal grandparents. I want to know, why should heroes of the people suffer such insults from you!" I spoke word by word, tears streaming down my face. The other people in the livestream were all stunned. Even the comments went blank for a moment. Ethan frowned tightly, his handsome face dark as if dyed by the bottom of a pot. "Lily, what tricks are you playing again?" Then, those trolls started attacking me unscrupulously again. [Must be a performance, must be fake!] [So many medals, how could they appear at the same time! And different categories!] [Lily lies without drafting, cows are flying in the sky!] They still didn't believe it. Keyboard warriors attempted to cover up the voices speaking for me with short texts. "You can choose not to believe, but this is the fact! My grandfather, a lifetime in the military. This is the Silver Star he received for spotting an enemy squad first. This is the Distinguished Service Cross he received for capturing a platoon. This is the Medal of Honor he was awarded for taking out an enemy commander single-handedly!" I touched the yellowed medals, responding word by word, sonorously. My hands touched the next medal. The Presidential Medal of Freedom! "My grandmother participated in nuclear research, sealed in a secret base for ten years, calculated countless drafts, and suffered radiation leakage to cover her companions during experiments, leading to the later success!" "My father, a border defense soldier, thirty years like one day, braving wind and dew, determined to guard the defense line, fighting to the death with invaders! Awarded the highest military honor in peace time! The Medal of Honor!" "My mother, a great doctor, risked her life to fight against diseases and saved countless lives!" "I am not a great person. I couldn't fight invaders like my grandfather and father, nor could I dedicate myself to science and medicine for the people like my grandmother and mother. But I always remember the spirit of dedication they taught me, so I became a protector of intangible cultural heritage. Going on the show was only to promote intangible cultural heritage! This is the Heritage Medal awarded to me by the organization!" "And these are my whole family's party badges!" My voice was hoarse, tears streaming. I shouted with all my might to everyone in the livestream: "My grandfather was a WWII veteran! My grandmother dedicated herself to nuclear research! My father was a martyr defending the border! My mother was a frontline doctor! I am a heritage protector! My whole family served this country! What right do you have to bully me without distinguishing right from wrong!" "The production team asked me, who gave me the face to reject Ethan Sterling's confession! Let me ask, how much face does it take to reject a playboy's confession? Is the face of the Party and the country big enough!" "An hour ago, Ethan Sterling brought people to my house, smashed everything I had, stepped on my face, forced me to apologize, forced me to confess to him! This is the noble young master you talk about! In this world, can one do whatever they want just because they have money! Can they easily trample me to death just because they have power!"
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