"Lucy, don't you look in the mirror every morning when you wake up? With your face, do you think men are willing to want you? You are not like your mother, posting it upside down?" Clarissa sneered.

　　Her eyes were full of sarcasm.

　　Lucy's face was swollen and flushed, her two little hands were stirring restlessly, and her head was lowered, as if she was ashamed and wanted to find a crack in the ground.

　　"Clarissa, did you brush your teeth with a toilet ...