My name is Yang Jiandong, I am a high school student whose parents divorced since I was a child, maybe because of the lack of family affection, I have been withdrawn and introverted since I was a child, and I always have some strange ideas in my mind. As early as when I was 8 or 9 years old, I liked to buy toys for women with big eyes, and then I thought of the "doll" in the skirt as my wife, and then my Ultraman toys as my own, and I played the game of Ultraman taking care of the dolls in the room alone.

At night, when I go to bed, I also play development games under the covers. For example, I clenched my left hand into a fist, and only raised the thumb and little finger of my left hand, and then imagined my small round fist as a little girl, and the two big and small thumbs were the hands and feet of the little girl. After that, I would stretch out my right hand, put away my thumb and ring finger, and only straighten my middle and index fingers, and imagine a man standing in the wind with a jade tree standing in his hands, and then play out the story of a man adopting an abandoned girl through a series of movements between my left and right hands in the bed.

At that time, I was not yet developed, and I didn't know the love and love between men and women, every time I used my left and right hands to play the game of a man adopting a woman, the ending was basically the right hand representing the man and the left hand symbolizing the girl, and finally happily hid in a corner of the bed, living together happily and sweetly, the girl took care of the man, the man protected the girl, the two were affectionate and loved, and never gave up, which was a one-man show that I often staged alone when I was a child.

It can be said that I have had the fantasy that Lori has cultivated since I was a child.

It's just that I never imagined that one day my fantasy would come true.

When I was 16 years old, I picked up an abandoned baby girl in an old alley on the edge of the city, and I was also hot-headed and determined to adopt her.

And this adoption, nearly three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

I can't believe how I managed to persevere in the past three years, and even now that I look back on it, it's a miracle of miracles.

In the past three years, I can be said to be cautious everywhere, walking on thin ice, living in lies and deception every day, hiding from my father and relatives, hiding from my high school teachers and classmates, and even Aunt Bao Juan, the lady of the bun shop who helped me raise the baby girl Jiaqi I picked up, has been deceived by me.

Of course, lies are not without flaws, no matter how careful and careful the plan will have loopholes, several times, I was almost found out by my father about Jiaqi, those times I can really say that I am like ashes, but in the end, I still hide the past for far-fetched reasons.

The time span is large, and the stories that happen in it are too miscellaneous and too many, and it's really a long story, so I don't know how to talk about it for a while, but after thinking about it, I'll first briefly talk about what happened after Jiaqi and I were one year old.

The first time Jiaqi spoke was at the beginning of the summer when I transitioned from my freshman year to my sophomore year of high school, and the first thing Jiaqi said to me was a vague "papa".

And from that day on, I began to play the role of "papa" in Jiaqi's mouth.

That summer, I spent almost a lot of my time teaching Jiaqi to speak.

I have to say that teaching a baby to speak is really a tedious task that requires patience and induction.

To teach someone who can't speak, you have to keep repeating the word you want to teach her.

For example, after Jiaqi learned to call me dad, the second word I wanted to teach her was mom, but then I learned that babies can only remember the names of the things that are visible in front of them, and the names of the things that are not seen at all.

For example, the word mother, because Jiaqi has never had a mother, so even if I teach Jiaqi to say mother, she will only look at me and say the word mother. But in this way, she will treat me as a mother, so I have not taught Jiaqi to say the word mother since the first time Jiaqi called me mother.

When Jiaqi first started speaking, she would only shout inarticulate words such as "papa, pa, pa" to me, and she would not say anything else complicated.

Although I tried to teach her other things for a long time, she didn't grasp it. This continued until mid-August of that summer, when Jiaqi was finally able to spit out some simple words slightly. Of course, these words are diacritics.

For example, when Jiaqi urinated, I would hold her, separate her thin thighs, and watch the white liquid flow out of her body, repeating the word "shhhhh Over time, Jiaqi also understood that boo is urine, so every time I pee on her, as long as the mouth makes a "boo" sound, her urine will naturally gush out. And sometimes when she wants to urinate, she will make a sound like "shhhhhhh

After that, it was feeding, every time I fed Jiaqi, I would make a sound like "mold", and after a long time, Jiaqi slowly learned that feeding should be called "mold", and a few times when she was hungry, she would also call "mmmm, mmm".

In addition, I usually call Jiaqi "Kiki", so every time I call Kiki, Jiaqi will react and consciously turn to look at me. For example, when she was playing with a small block, if I suddenly called "Kiki, Kiki", she would suddenly stop what she was doing, and a pair of big clear eyes would turn to look at me innocently.

At that time, if I made any moves, Jiaqi would not resist, but if I didn't, Jiaqi would stare at me stupidly, pitifully for a while, and then turn her head to play with the blocks. This picture is simply a cute little pug.

In short, before the start of the new semester, Jiaqi had simply learned simple words such as papa, shhhhh Although the pronunciation is still very difficult and the speech is very slurred, I am very relieved.

It's like you've taught a parrot to speak, and at that time, my pride was really indescribable.

Of course, the more this is the case, the more I feel the urge to raise her.

I would love to instill in Jiaqi the worldview and values that I have created.

Because Jiaqi is like a white paper at this moment, no matter what kind of color, I can dye it as I wish, and she will eventually believe that the color I dipped her in is her original color.

And just like that, as time went on, I went to my sophomore year of high school.

Before the start of my sophomore year of high school, I did something very daring.

A few days before the start of the school year, I suddenly proposed to my dad that I would become a boarding student from my sophomore year of high school and no longer live at home.

Dad was a little surprised by my abrupt proposal, but when I told him why, he didn't object to me.

The biggest reason is that since the second year of high school, I have to study at night, so I spend less time at home, and I go home late every day, so I might as well go to live on campus. In addition, because my grades dropped in my first year of high school, I told my dad that living on campus would help me focus more on my studies.

My father accepted these reasons and gave me money for boarding students to apply on my own.

My dad also told me that if I went to live on campus, he would live in the company suite and would not go home much except holidays and weekends.

I have long expected this, in fact, the reason why my father will come home occasionally is mainly to take care of me, buy me some food or buy some daily necessities or something, and ask me about my study and life by the way. But once I live on campus, it's like independence, and he doesn't have to come back so often.

In this way, I finally decided to become a boarding student.

With the more than 1,000 yuan given by my father, my heart was heavy.

Because, I didn't plan to become a boarding student at all.

I lied to my dad for all those reasons.

My real purpose is to get some money from my dad so that I can take care of Jiaqi.

My real plan was that from now on I would sleep in the underground warehouse, ostensibly hiding from my father that I was a boarding student and didn't go home to sleep, but in fact I slept in the underground warehouse every day.

Actually, I made a really bold decision that I would never have dared to do before. Because such a lie is very likely to be debunked as long as Dad comes to school once.

Maybe it was because I knew my dad too well, or maybe I had told too many lies before, and it had become a habit for me to lie, and I ended up telling him the lie.

And Dad believed it.

So that semester, I was a boarding student in my father's eyes, but behind the scenes, I secretly came home after 10 o'clock every night, and then slept in the underground warehouse with Jiaqi.

Every day when I get home, I am very careful to make sure that my dad is not at home or will not find out that I go to the underground warehouse when I get home.

By the way, in order to prevent my father from suddenly entering the underground warehouse again, I stole my father's key to the underground warehouse early, and at present, I am the only one who can enter the underground warehouse.

And just like my dad said, since I became a "boarding student", my dad has really come home very rarely, except for weekends and holidays, he rarely comes home on weekdays.

Maybe for him, he is the only one, and there is nothing to worry about in his heart.

So that semester, I had a fairly good life.