I have never questioned my future since I was a child. Like most orphans, I grew up silently, finished high school, then worked part-time, married an ordinary woman as my wife, visited the orphanage occasionally, worked hard to have a child for most of my life, and then enjoyed my old age. Everything was normal. But until I met him, everything seemed to have changed, and all the tracks deviated from what I expected. I began to question myself, hate myself, and despise myself, but the feeling was like a flood that could not recede and swallowed my whole heart.