Dad was pulled by his cousin, and he kept scolding me in his mouth, saying that I was not filial, saying that he had raised me for so long but raised a shemale......

The cousin tried his best to persuade him, and after about ten minutes of persuasion, Dad kicked a shoe rack before returning to the bedroom in a rage and slamming the door. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

I was still sitting on the ground, covering my face, looking at the pattern of the floor without focus, my tears had slowly stopped, but my heart still hurt and I was weak.

I don't know how my cousin persuaded my father, and I only heard a rough idea of how my father scolded me later, and after being abused by my father, my head went blank with my heart that seemed to be torn apart.

He sat on the ground stunned, motionless, as if time had stopped.

I felt something suddenly crawl on my legs, and I woke up from the darkness.

"Meow."

The orange crawled on top of me, poked his head to try to come to my face, lowered his head slightly, and then felt the orange on my cheek.

"Brother, it's okay."

Only then did I realize that my cousin, who was standing by and was silent, may have brought me back to my senses, so I didn't speak up until now.

Shaking his head slightly, I already felt hopeless about my father, maybe I couldn't forgive him in this life, and he couldn't accept me.

"It's fine."

The voice was still a little crying, but it was already very flat, and I could hardly hear the emotion.

My cousin reached out to me and tried to pull me up, but I shook my head again and rejected his offer.

Still sitting where I was, I just sat up and buried my head between my knees, holding the orange that had been licking my hand.

Although the tears have stopped, my heart still hurts, it hurts as if my body doesn't belong to me anymore, the painful vision has turned black and white, and I can't even feel the coldness of the floor.

"Brother!"

"Don't be like this, uncle is just too excited, it will be fine after a while."

I looked up slightly, glanced at him, and then continued to bury my head, feeling the psychological pain without saying a word.

"My uncle just got divorced recently, and he was in a bad mood, and he drank again at noon, so he couldn't control himself."

"Brother! It's okay, my uncle will apologize to you in a few days when he figures it out. ”

Apologize?

I began to recall my former father, even when he and his mother were the most affectionate, I never saw him say sorry to his mother, let alone heard him say sorry to me.

So my heart hurt even more.

"It's okay."

But I got up anyway, put the cat aside, and let it play on its own, while I hid under the covers, pulled the covers overhead, and tried to escape from the outside world.

I felt like my dad was venting, not just because he was unhappy that I was like a woman, but because after divorcing my mom, he needed someone to vent to, and I just hit the muzzle.

He was never a good dad to me, and although I didn't beat me out of my frustration before, I used to abuse me, but what I heard today was the most heartbreaking thing I heard for the first time in my life.

I've never been a strong person, but I only cried for a few minutes today, and when my dad left, I didn't want to stop crying, and even wanted to cry to vent the depression in my heart, but the tears naturally stopped flowing.

I want to drink too......

I can't cry, my heart hurts all the time, and if I drink, I may be able to forget.

"Ruoyan."

I poked my head out of the covers and commanded him in a cold tone.

"Buy me a case of wine."

My cousin sat on the edge of my bed, playing with his phone with his head down, listened to my words, didn't reply, and still did his own thing.

"Ruoyan! I'm going to drink! ”

I said to him out loud.

"Nope."

"I want to drink!"

"Nope."

My cousin didn't move, and his tone was very flat, just unwilling to help me buy wine.

Annoyed, he turned over the quilt and put it on his head, punched the bed, and was so annoyed that he senselessly pounded the pillow under him.

I feel uncomfortable, my heart hurts because of my disappointment in my father, and now I am angry with my cousin.

"I was just drunk yesterday, so don't drink it today."

At some point, my cousin sat down next to me and patted me on the back with his hand.

"If drinking alcohol is not good for your health, don't drink it in the future."

"I want you to care?! Why don't you care about my dad's drinking! What the hell am I doing! ”

I exploded in an instant, the redness and swelling on my cheeks still went away, the hot pain was still stimulating my head, I lifted the quilt, propped up the bed with one hand, and yelled at him.

"You didn't say my dad hit me, you hit him! Why didn't I see you rushing up to help me hit him! He scolded me like that, and you helped him say he was drunk! It'll be fine after a while, I'm not going to let him fight during this time! ”

"What did I do wrong...... I didn't do anything...... Why did you beat me, why did you scold me like that......"

"I ...... I ......"

Suddenly choked up, obviously it was just an uncontrollable rage, but as he spoke, he felt that the grievances were surging into his heart like a tide, and his nose was sour.

My cousin was silent and reached out to pat me on the back to comfort me, but I slapped him away.

"You go away, I don't want to see you......"

My cousin sat there like a log, not moving, just looking at me.

"Let's go! I hate you! ”

Seeing that he was indifferent, I waved my hand and struck him in the chest, but he remained motionless and let my fist hit him with heavier and heavier punches.

"Let's go! I hate you so much...... I hate you so much......"

The tear ducts burst and I cried loudly, but my cousin pulled me into his arms, and struggled hard, but he wrapped his arms around me tightly, so that I could barely move.

"Brother, it will always pass."

His chin rested on my shoulder, whispering comfort.

"No matter how big things happen, they will always pass."

My cousin's comfort made my already on the verge of collapse lose control of my emotions in an instant, and I didn't struggle anymore, I hugged his waist with my backhand, buried my head in his chest, and cried.

I obviously live an ordinary life, and I only plan to obey my father's arrangement and be a filial son, and I have the path he wants me to take.

But why is this happening? Why did I become a woman?

I admit that I do wish I was a woman, and I did hate the arrangement my father gave me, but I would rather live a dull life.

Now I'm just a ...... A deformed monster that looks exactly like a woman, but doesn't have a **.

Dad may be right, I'm a shemale......

A shemale who sells his body and dignity......

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It'll be on the shelves tomorrow......

I didn't worry about the results at all, because it was definitely on the street.

Although it is a street fight, I still hope that you can spare some money to read my book every week, as long as you eat a pack of spicy noodles, you can read it for a week, and I spent two or three hours writing each chapter, isn't it a good deal?