Socially anxious me transmigrated to a world of cultivation.

"Get out of my house!"

Su Fan stared at his father's cold eyes and heard his icy words, his hands clenching tightly.

A moment later, Su Fan loosened his clenched hands, gave a miserable smile, and shouted sharply.

"Fine, get out then. Who wants your house?"

After saying that, Su Fan resolutely turned around, went back to his room, packed all his belongings into his suitcase, and then left this other person's home with his suitcase.

As Su Fan stepped out of the house, he heard his mother's slightly choked voice behind him.

"Where are you going?"

Hearing his mother's helpless sobs, Su Fan turned to look at his elderly mother, feeling a deep sense of pity.

My mother is a traditional woman who has worked hard to take care of the family ever since she married into the family.

Even when they are complained about or insulted, they dare not utter a word in rebuttal and can only cry silently.

Su Fan looked at his mother, whose eyes were filled with tears and who was looking at him helplessly. He could clearly sense the sadness in her eyes.

"Go away for a while, then come back."

However, just as Su Fan was stung by his mother's gaze, his father's cold voice rang out.

"What is he doing? Let him go wherever he wants. I don't have a son like that."

Upon hearing this, Su Fan's initial feeling of pity upon seeing his mother's appearance was shattered by these cold words.

Su Fan glanced at his mother, his lips moved, but no sound came out.

"Mom, take care."

After saying that, Su Fan couldn't bear to look at his mother's current state any longer, so he turned around, grabbed his suitcase, and left this other person's home.

Time flies, and Su Fan has been renting a place outside for more than a year since he left that home.

During this period, Su Fan did not return to that home, but he occasionally called his mother to chat about everyday things.

This doesn't mean Su Fan is cold-blooded; it just means he's very unfamiliar with family affection, since he's never experienced it since childhood.

When I was little, my father didn't come home very often while he was working, and I was mostly with my mother.

Every time his father came home, if he heard anything bad about Su Fan, he would beat him without even asking what happened.

Afterwards, even knowing it wasn't Su Fan's fault, he simply threw away the stick in his hand, turned around, and went back to his room, but he wouldn't admit his mistake.

At this moment, the mother could only cry on the side and dared not say anything.

I remember once, when my father was beating Su Fan, my older sister, who was behind my mother, stood up and shouted.

"Your brother did nothing wrong, why hit him?"

However, as soon as the older sister finished speaking, she was brutally beaten by her father, who kept shouting at her.

"They've gone too far, and even started talking back!"

Amidst the mother's incessant weeping, the father stopped whipping her and turned to go back into the house.

After learning what had happened, the father realized it wasn't his child's fault, but he didn't say anything.

Even if a father knows he hit his son wrong, he will think, "It's only natural for a father to hit his son. What's wrong with that?"

There is one more thing in Su Fan's memory that remains fresh in his mind.

I remember it was when Su Fan was about seven years old, when he went to his maternal grandmother's house, his father bought a roast chicken.

At that time, Su Fan's father placed the roast chicken on the coffee table by the door. Su Fan was watching TV in his room, but while Su Fan was watching TV, the dog outside took the roast chicken and ate it.

When his father found out, he beat and scolded Su Fan, and said derogatory things to him.

You're not even as good as a dog.

At the time, Su Fan didn't understand the meaning of those words, but now he knows what his father wanted to express.

That means if you raise a dog, it will know how to guard the house; but if you raise Su Fan, he can't even keep an eye on a roast chicken.

Every time Su Fan recalls his childhood experiences, he feels extremely sad, which is the main reason why he is unwilling to communicate with others as an adult.

Although Su Fan is currently renting a place to live outside, he doesn't interact with people much, and he pays his rent via mobile phone transfer.

Su Fan only goes out when he goes grocery shopping; otherwise, he stays in his rented room.

As for where Su Fan got the money, it was all thanks to the pandemic.

For three years during the pandemic, everyone had to stay at home, and Su Fan made money by "farming" in the game during this time.

Fortunately, Su Fan knows how to play games, so he can earn money without having to go out to work.

In fact, Su Fan was a lively and cheerful person when he was young.

As I entered the workforce and learned about the wickedness of human nature, coupled with the influence of my family background, I gradually closed myself off and became a taciturn adult.

Moreover, Su Fan was not very willing to interact with people because of the beatings and belittling his father had given him since childhood.

The sudden sound of loud voices or a colleague raising their hand would make Su Fan's heart leap and his body tremble slightly.

Now, being alone in a rented room, without having to interact with anyone, makes Su Fan feel very relaxed, as he no longer needs to please others.

One day, Su Fan ran out of food in his rented room, so he tidied up and went out to buy some.

However, as soon as Su Fan left the rented room and came out onto the street, he hadn't gone far when a young man walked towards him.

To Su Fan's utter surprise, the young man spoke excitedly as he approached him.

"Father, what are you doing here? And where is this place?"

Su Fan looked at the young man who was excited but whose words were inexplicable, and instinctively took a step back.

Seeing that Su Fan did not answer, a look of confusion flashed across the man's face. Upon seeing Su Fan, he subconsciously took a step back and called out in bewilderment.

"Father?"

At this moment, Su Fan finally realized what was happening. His lips twitched slightly, and thinking he had encountered a mentally ill person, he slowly said...

"Excuse me, you may have mistaken me for someone else."

After saying that, Su Fan ignored the man, walked around him, and left quickly.

After Su Fan had walked a hundred meters, he couldn't help but look back. He saw the man standing there blankly, staring at him in disbelief.

Seeing this, Su Fan withdrew his gaze and quickly walked towards the supermarket, muttering to himself.

"What bad luck today! I just stepped out and ran into a lunatic. I'm not even married yet, so where would I get a son from? And judging by his age, he's not much younger than me."

When Su Fan arrived at the intersection not far from the supermarket, he saw that the pedestrian red light had turned green, so he stepped across the street.

The little girl next to her skipped and hopped across the street when she saw the green light turn on.

Suddenly, a car sped towards them as if it hadn't seen the red light. The little girl seemed to notice the oncoming car and froze in place.

Upon seeing this, Su Fan didn't hesitate. He ran towards the little girl and shoved her away.

"Bang~"

After Su Fan pushed the little girl away, he felt a piercing pain in his body, and the scenery in his field of vision rushed by. His eyes slowly closed heavily as he thought to himself.

Perhaps this ending can be considered a relief.