The daily life of a man who dresses as a woman's N size

My name is sunny and I am an orphan.

I was originally a single-parent family, and my father was an undercover police officer who died while tracking criminals.

That year, I was ten years old.

He died and left me with nothing but a humble hut and little concern.

I have very little memory of him, even faint, and even when the news of his death came, I never shed tears.

Many people attended his funeral, including his colleagues and even officials.

I stood at the memorial service, and everyone came to comfort me, saying that my father died for his country and was a hero.I looked at them as the incarnation of justice, and actually scoffed, I am ordinary, why do I need a hero?

There was a black and white photo of a handsome man in the main hall, the photo was hung firmly on it, I looked at it, my heart was faintly empty, I didn't hate my father, I just complained, until the moment before he died, did he still think of me?

The memorial service was over, everyone left, and I stood alone in the mourning hall.

Holding the condolence money contained in the white envelope, the fingertips are the coldness of human nature...

I don't believe in right, I don't believe in evil, I don't believe in anything...

What's the point of being alone in this world with a black and white photo of my father hanging on it?

The thought of death arises from the bottom of my heart...

However, the moment before I died, I saw the rekindled light in my life.

His name is Su Ruicheng, and I saw him for the first time in a room filled with disinfectant in the early morning when he cut his wrists and committed suicide.

He is a good friend of my father. On that day, he came to the mourning hall after everyone had left, and he happened to save me...

He is very busy, just like my parents.But he often came to see me and told me that my father loved me very much, and he still remembered the promise to buy me a computer when I was admitted to university.

I cried, cried very sadly.

It turns out that I'm not the cold-natured person I imagined...

After I was discharged from the hospital, he still came to see me often, just like an old father. At that moment, I thought in my heart, it would be great if he was my father...

There was a warm smile between his eyebrows.I like his smile very much, it is the warmth of home...

I'm starting to learn how to laugh, beautiful like him...

For the first time, I heard a name from his mouth, Su Mian.That's his daughter, the daughter he loves to the core, the daughter I'm particularly envious of...

I have seen her before, when I followed him quietly, I saw that girl, her face was completely happy...

What a family, what a parent, what a daughter...

That day, upstairs, I witnessed everything...

The dirty heart of that criminal...

And that boy's selfish heart...

Light, fire, sunshine, from now on, no longer belong to me...