"The roses blooming in the ruins are still romantic, and every step I take is meaningful."
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When I was twenty-three years old, I adopted a child. My goal was to raise him to be a good young man with good moral character, good study, and good health. At first, he was fine, but I don't know when he started to slowly change.
"Father, don't you even have an explanation now? Look, I just said a few more words, and father talked about me like this." Bai Yuyuan lay on me and whispered in my ear.
I twisted a few times in discomfort and grabbed his arm almost pleadingly: "Honey, I think we have the wrong relationship."
"What does father think of our relationship?
"Isn't it father... Son? "
Bai Yuyuan just smiled and didn't care at all. He gently rubbed my back with his palms. My hands and feet were handcuffed to the bed, and there was a bell hanging on the rope. When I moved, the little bell jingled. His eyes were red, and his beautiful brows were furrowed, but it was not worry. He breathed in my ear and called me father.
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The novel is also known as "Wrong Examples of Raising Children" and "Dear We Shouldn't Be Like This"
-1v1
-HE
-Pseudo father and son (nurture)
-first person
-ABO (will have children later)
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Honey, before I just laid there and didn't do anything.
Relying on the way I betrayed my self-esteem and "stole" money from those "noble people", I accumulated money and status that people like me should not have.
The contempt in my bones does not come from the fact that I still have a beautiful imagination about life.
But I firmly believe that even if I am suffering as much as I am, there is at least an eternal candlelight in my humble life, guarding the last bit of warmth for the dark humanity.
But dear, deep down in my heart, I never felt that we were the same person.
From the moment I know you, in this life, the next life, and eternity, I will be inferior to you and will never be the same type of person as you.
Intention: So many people in the world want to climb mountains like this