Father Sien did not act aggressively. He thought about it for a long time, what happened to his son, and what did he mean by that?

- "It's okay with him! Don't you understand from the beginning to now? I'm the one who is sick! It's me!"

- "Don't you know? I've been sick since I was a child! Don't you know better than anyone else?"

Siu Minghao knew what his son was talking about.

The son has been feminine since he was a child, and his personality is also soft, and when he looks at the past, it is easy to see him as a little girl. Because of this, the couple has paid special attention to their son's dressing since he was a child. Wear whatever looks boyish. What is played by girls and played by boys, it is clear and will never let the son cross this dividing line.

At this point, he can accept his son's harsh criticism.

"Don't you feel a little guilty about me becoming like this? Don't you think about why I'm like this? Am I born to like men? If you had understood and supported me since I was a child, I wouldn't have become what I am today! Do you think I want to be like this?"

Father Siou can't figure it out again, can he blame himself for liking men?

It is precisely because of his son's situation that Siong Minghao is particularly cautious on the road of his son's growth, for fear that he will make a detour.

It can be said that the more afraid it is, the more it is.

Siong Minghao felt that everything in front of him was pitch black, and he was angry just now, but at this moment he was unusually calm, and there was a trace of sadness.

What's next?

His head went blank, and he didn't have a single move.

To say that he didn't have the slightest understanding and support for his son was really wronging him. is such a lone seedling, it is too late to take care of it, how can it be lazy?

The sun rises and sets, and the wind and waves have passed for a few days.

Sien Minghao got up early, and after washing, he sat on the sofa in a daze.

His wife was accustomed to this, and she didn't ask him, but just took care of her breakfast.

There are still photos of his son when he was a child on the retro bookshelf next to the TV, and Sien Minghao looked at it and was in a vague trance. Time seems to have been pulled back 20 years.

Twenty-four years ago.

One afternoon, Sien Minghao was running between the customer and the factory as usual. Unusually, he received a call from a teacher.

The voice of the person on the other end of the phone was a little shaky, and he could feel ominous through the phone.

"Daddy, something happened, come to school. ”

Sien Minghao didn't have time to think about it, so he left the work in his hand and ran out.

When I arrived at school, it was already school day. The teacher waited for Sien Minghao at the school gate with a panicked face, and the two walked quickly to the infirmary after a brief hello.

As soon as he entered the infirmary, Sien Minghao was dumbfounded.

The five-year-old son was wearing a floral skirt with a few bows tied in his hair, and his face was still red, like a monkey's buttocks. When I walked in, I saw that it was chalk. The delicate arms were full of marks, as if they had been pinched.

Siong Minghao's eyes were red, he hugged his son in his arms, and without asking anything, he suddenly reached out and tore off the bow on his son's head.

The atmosphere was unsettling.

When the son saw him, he didn't speak, but kept his head down, and couldn't see the light in his eyes.

The teacher stood aside, but also silent.

Siong Minghao hugged his son, those bows were an insult to his son and a harm to him, his eyes were fierce, and he said word by word: "Who is prank?"

There was a hint of hiding in the teacher's eyes, as a teacher, she had an unshirkable responsibility for such a thing. Dodged for a moment, his eyes wandering, not knowing how to answer.

Xiang Minghao stared at the teacher nonchalantly, his eyes becoming more and more sharp.

"Teacher, I'm asking you! Answer me!" The gloomy voice made people can't help but be afraid.

The teacher couldn't dodge, and said: "It's my responsibility, I won't watch it for a while, and I'll ......."

Xiang Minghao's red eyes were full of anger, and just about to get angry, his son pulled his clothes slightly.

"Dad, I want to go home. ”

As soon as these words came out, with his son's soft and innocent voice, Xiang Minghao's heart seemed to have been poked into a hole, and the pain was incomparable, and he couldn't wait to catch the prankster out immediately.

This is already the third time this semester.

He felt like he was about to explode.

"Teacher, how did you promise me last time?"

"Daddy Huh...... Right...... I'm sorry...... It's me who is ...... default."

"Can you undo the harm to my son with a single word of negligence?!"

Word by word, loud and clear.

"You!"

Do you know what kind of psychological shadow such behavior will cause to children?!

After all, it was his son who was too young, and he endured it before swallowing those words into his stomach.

The teacher was trembling and walking on thin ice, and he couldn't say anything but apologize.

The son's soft voice came again: "Dad, go home." ”

This time, he looked up at his father. Those eyes, which were originally full of stars, were dim at the moment.

Sien Minghao's heart was about to break, so he immediately took off his clothes and put them on his son.

"Okay, let's go home. ”

There is a strange scenery in the school.

A shirtless father, carrying his son on his back, walked alone and strong in the breeze.

Later, Siong Minghao transferred his son to another school.

When Xiang Minghao thinks about it now, his son's indifferent and innocent eyes are still vivid. He blamed himself for failing to protect his son.

He has kept those things from his wife to this day.