During the days when my daughter went to kindergarten, I was always worried and afraid that she would cause trouble.

　　Maybe it's because of her tendency to push people, the other children wouldn't play with her.

　　She seemed to have calmed down and didn't cause any trouble.

　　But that was only what I thought because she had learned to lie, hide her emotions, and commit wrongdoings in a more secretive way.

　　Normal children would feel guilty after doing something wrong and would change after being educated, but my daughter learned to hide her actions and make it difficult for others to catch her.

　　At first, she showed exemplary behavior, and I thought she had changed, so I even rewarded her with a dress that she really liked.

　　After starting elementary school and my husband being promoted, our financial situation improved.

　　With the previous incident involving the stationery box, we tried to meet our daughter's material desires.

　　There is an old saying: "Raise your sons in poverty and your daughters in wealth." We enrolled our daughter in a Latin dance training class to expend her energy and time and cultivate her elegance.

　　She is beautiful, and the teacher likes her, saying that she dances very well.

　　Our daughter loves dancing and is highly motivated.

　　She practices dance diligently every day.

　　As National Day approached, our daughter became excited.

　　On holidays, the training class teacher would organize the children to perform in shopping malls or schools, where they would receive attention and awards.

　　While adults may not see much meaning in this, it is a big deal for the children, and naturally, parents go along with it.

　　Our daughter always said that she would be the lead dancer, but because another girl danced better than her, the teacher intentionally chose the other girl as the lead.

　　My daughter was very unhappy and spoke ill of the girl almost every day in front of me.

　　I have always wanted her to make friends and tried not to speak to her in a superior tone, but she went too far, showing jealousy all over her face, so I couldn't help but reprimand her.

　　She realized something and smilingly said to me, "Mom, I was wrong." After that, she no longer spoke openly to me and appeared particularly cheerful in front of me.

　　After two days, I felt that my daughter was behaving somewhat sneakily.

　　She attended Latin dance class three days a week.

　　On one occasion, when I went to pick her up, she had left early.

　　I asked the teacher, and she said I had told her to leave.

　　I was worried and quickly went out to search for her.

　　I found a large crowd gathered on the distant road, as if there had been a car accident.

　　My heart sank, and I hurriedly ran over.

　　On the side of the road, I saw my trembling daughter.

　　She cried and threw herself into my arms, calling me "mom." On the road, a girl lay in a pool of blood.

　　That girl was the one who was about to become the lead dancer.

　　I didn't want to suspect that my daughter was involved, but it was too coincidental.

　　My whole body trembled.

　　I am afraid that it was my daughter, but I am also afraid that someone else will discover that it was her.

　　What should I do if it really was her? She is only eight years old! It can't be, it's not her!

　　"It must not be her! I went back and told my husband about it, and he had a dark expression on his face.

　　He spoke to the child alone and later replied to me, 'It wasn't her.' Soon after, the police issued a notice stating that it was an accident.

　　The girl suddenly ran out and was hit by a car and died.

　　That's good, that's good.

　　I burst into tears.

　　The police said it was an accident, but the girl's mother, who is a dance instructor, disagreed.

　　She said her daughter would never leave the training class early.

　　On that day, she was slightly late, and the girl didn't wait for her.

　　Instead, she left with someone else, which is not normal.

　　My daughter cried and told her, 'Xiaoxuan wants snacks and called me to leave together.

　　She also said that mommy doesn't like her and doesn't care about her.

　　She wants to go home alone.' The girl's mother was struck as if by lightning and cried painfully.

　　I pulled my daughter over and asked her, 'Why would you say such things? Don't you see how sad Auntie is?' She innocently said, 'I'm just telling the truth.' The adults believed that children do not lie, so the girl's mother left to sue the training class, claiming that they were not strict enough with supervision.

　　In the end, the training class had to pay a lot of money, and the owner closed down.

　　After almost two years, I finally calmed down, and my husband found the right time to tell me, 'It was her.' I was stunned and defended my daughter, 'She's so young...

　　the police said it was the girl's own accident.' My husband said, 'Muyin used the excuse of getting snacks to call Xiaoxuan to leave.

　　They both lied and said that mommy would pick them up.

　　The teacher was very busy at the time and trusted them, so she let them leave.

　　The two of them were playing at the intersection and said they would race to see who could run faster.

　　Children naturally love to play and wouldn't pay attention to the road conditions...

　　Muyin didn't intend to kill her, she just wanted her to get a little hurt and be unable to be the lead dancer.

　　She didn't expect a car to pass by at high speed, which resulted in the accident.' 'This is not an accident!' I interrupted him.

　　'This is not an accident at all! Why didn't you say it from the beginning?' 'No, it was just an accident,' my husband insisted.

　　'Muyin didn't want to kill anyone.

　　She thought the streets were busy, so she pushed her without anyone noticing, thinking that at most she would just fall and get a little hurt.' I didn't believe it at all.

　　How would I not know what kind of person my daughter is? I said, 'If she just wanted Xiaoxuan to fall and get hurt, she could have taken her to the stairs! She has done things like that in the past!' My husband said, 'But there are surveillance cameras in the staircase.

　　They caught her doing it at kindergarten, so she didn't dare to do it inside.

　　She could only take the person outside.' I was overwhelmed with anger and couldn't accept it.

　　'Why didn't you say it earlier?' My husband sighed and lowered his head, 'What could we do if we said it? She is our daughter.' I was stunned, opened my mouth, trembling all over, but couldn't say anything.

　　'Let's just forget about this,' my husband said, pressing his hand on my shoulder.

　　I pushed him away and broke down, shouting, 'Then why did you tell me? You could have hidden it from me forever, so why did you tell me?' My husband looked at me with sadness in his eyes.

　　'Because you know deep down that Xiaoxuan's death is related to our daughter.

　　You've been suspicious for these past two years, unable to eat or sleep properly, so I had to tell you the truth.' I sat down on the ground, tears silently flowing.

　　My daughter, she killed someone.

　　She...

　　she really is a naturally bad person!