Cinderella bit her lower lip slightly, frowned lightly between her eyebrows, and didn't say anything for a long time.

Ruan Mianmian thought that she had poked someone else's sadness, and hurriedly said: "If it's inconvenient to say, you can not say it, just because I didn't ask." ”

Cinderella shook her head, "There's nothing to say about it, it's just that I've never told anyone about it, so I don't know where to start." ”

Ruan Mianmian put on a posture of patient listening: "You can start from the beginning, and slowly say that there is still a long time before dinner. ”

Be quiet for a moment.

Cinderella had just spoken, her voice in the usual male and female voice.

"Corona wasn't actually my real mother."

His first sentence made Ruan Mianmian look surprised.

Then she heard Cinderella continue.

"Lady Corona had a lovely daughter named Cinderella, but unfortunately, Cinderella died unexpectedly shortly after she was born. Mr. Lancelot, fearing that his wife would not be able to bear the blow, concealed this fact from her, but the truth could only be covered up for a short time, but it could not be erased forever, and sooner or later Mrs. Coruna would know the truth that her daughter was gone. ”

"Corona was already in poor health, and because she had a difficult birth when she gave birth to her daughter, her health became worse and worse. If she knew that her daughter had died, she would definitely not be able to bear the blow, and she would collapse directly, or even die. ”

"Mr. Lancelot was very worried about this, and he loved his wife dearly, and he did not want to see her sad again."

"In this case, Lancelot met me in the Dark Forest."

"I was a little bit old and couldn't even speak, a poor baby abandoned by my parents. Mr. Lancelot picked me up, and he relented and took me home to take care of me. Later, he noticed that I looked a little like Cinderella, so he took me for Cinderella and hugged me to Lady Corona. ”

Hearing this, Ruan Mianmian couldn't help but ask, "Does Lady Corona believe it?" ”

Cinderella bowed her head slightly: "Well, she didn't have any doubts and didn't hesitate to believe that I was her daughter." She hugged me day and night, kept kissing my forehead, and gave me all her maternal love. ”

It was supposed to be a very warm thing.

But I don't know why, Ruan Mianmian felt that there was a faint sense of disobedience in his words.

It's as if something is wrong.

But if you look closely, you can't figure out what's wrong.

She heard Cinderella continue.

"Lady Coruna's health came and went, and eventually she died when I was seven years old. Mr. Lancelot was so devastated that for half a year he was in a state of depression, not seeing any guests and not laughing. He was alive but he looked like he was dead, and I continued to wear my skirt and pretend to be his daughter in order to make him happy, hoping to help him get back on his feet. ”

"My approach proved to be quite useful, and Mr. Lancelot seemed to have forgotten the fact that I was originally a boy, and really regarded me as his own daughter. He found in me a fatherly sense of responsibility that pushed him out of the shadows and back on his feet. ”

"I had expected this life to go on until Mr. Lancelot brought back a woman from outside. That woman was Mrs. Holly, who became my stepmother, and she moved into my home with her two daughters. ”

"At first, Mrs. Holly was very gentle with me in order to maintain her image, but then she gradually became more and more disgusted with me, and even drove me into the attic, and called me like a maid, and you know what happened next."

Ruan Mianmian frowned and asked, "Does Mr. Lancelot know about Madame Holly's abuse of you?" ”

Cinderella lowered her eyes and said lightly, "Mr. Lancelot only knows that I have moved to live in the attic, thinking that this is my own request, and as for the rest, he knows nothing. ”

"Although Mr. Lancelot came from an aristocratic family, he was not the first heir to the title, and when his father died, he left him only a small part of the estate. If he wanted to live a prosperous life, he had to work hard to run his own business, and he became quite a good businessman. ”

"He often has to go out to do business, sometimes for more than half a year, and the longest time is even a year and a half without coming back. He would call home every other month and send money to Mrs. Holly's bank account for our living expenses. ”

Even if Cinderella didn't mention it, Ruan Mianmian could guess that all the living expenses had become the beautiful clothes and jewelry on Mrs. Holly and her two daughters, and only a small part of them had become food on the table.

And none of these things have Cinderella's share.

Cinderella lowered her eyes, hiding the ridicule in the depths of her eyes, and said calmly, "Every time Mr. Lancelot comes back, she calls home, which gives Mrs. Holly plenty of time to hide her mistreatment of me. When Lancelot returns, my patched and ill-fitting dress will be transformed into a beautiful new dress, and there will be two or three servants in the house to take care of the housework, and I will only have to play the role of a well-behaved and obedient daughter, and be happy with Lady Holly and her two daughters. ”

The more Ruan Mianmian listened, the more she felt that something was wrong.

This whole thing, inside and out, is completely wrong.

She tried to say, "You can confess everything to Mr. Lancelot, and let him know about Madame Holly's mistreatment of you." ”

Cinderella smiled, smiling thinly, "He won't believe what I say." ”

"Why?"

"Because in his eyes, I was a monster, otherwise he would not have acquiesced in my move to live in the attic."

Ruan Mianmian became more and more puzzled: "Where do you look like a monster?" I never thought you were anything weird. ”

Cinderella didn't answer.

The question seemed to touch on the last thing he wanted to face.

Ruan Mianmian saw that he didn't want to say, so he didn't ask any more.

She was silent for a moment before she spoke: "You are growing up day by day, you will look more and more like a man, this is a law of growth that cannot be changed, sooner or later, you will not be able to hide your true gender, at that time, what should you do?" ”

Cinderella still didn't answer.

He looked down at the hem of his dress, his gaze hidden in the shadows.

Ruan Mianmian seriously suggested: "I know you are very grateful to Mr. Lancelot for his nurturing grace, but there are many ways to repay the kindness, you don't need to carry so many shackles on yourself, I hope you can be yourself." ”！