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What have you experienced that made you tremble all over?
Coordinate Nanjing.

Not shivering, but anger and fear are real.

When I was in primary school, I went to extracurricular classes by myself. There are few people in the street. A dark-skinned old man dressed as a migrant worker walked past me. There is no discrimination against migrant workers here. He just described staring at me with a smile and his hands still on his lower body. I was nearsighted at that time and didn't wear glasses. I thought I would ignore him when I met a psychopath. I kept walking and didn't look at anything else. Later, I learned that this is called exposure. Good thing I didn't read it. I'm strong inside. If there was a fright that day, I don't know what it would stimulate that pervert to do.

Junior high school and my sisters go home by bus. The front seat of the bus is just for two people, and my sisters and I sit together and chat. After a stop, an old man came over. We saw that the carriage was empty and there were not many seats, so we didn't get up and give up our seats. The old man sat on my sister's lap as if he didn't see it. I always look at him if I have the habit of giving up my seat by bus, and then instantly pull my sister to the back door to stand. I was speechless at that time. I am still two little girls. What the hell is this old man? You dare not do that, old man. If we don't leave soon, once we push him into my sister's lap, he won't know what to do.

When I was in high school, I once went to a Xinjiang barbecue restaurant to eat and buy mutton kebabs. No racial problems or discrimination! The right thing, not the person! The shopkeeper is from Xinjiang, and one of the young men has been staring at me and laughing since I entered the store. I don't understand two Uighur words from time to time, because the five senses look a little scary. I feel horrible. If I am good-looking, I will forget that he is lewd, but my 164 girl weighs 150, and even my good-looking face is ruined by meat! I just pretended as if nothing had happened, walked to the side of the road with a cold face, and slipped away as soon as I got the meat. I always thought that perverts would like beautiful girls, but I didn't expect ... I really saw it now.