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Even though she was very dizzy, even if it wasn't really the case, Lian Zhi still smiled and said: "As you can see, I like women."

"Dad, I'm gay."

In fact, she had only a vague concept of her sexual orientation at that time, and she said such words just to make her father angry.

Lots of little kids do that.

But she forgot how cruel her father was.

She felt her hair being grabbed, and she couldn't help moaning in a low voice. The next moment, she felt another slap on the other side of her face.

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Later, Lian Zhi saw many cases, and many parents liked to educate their children in violent ways.

They believe in "a filial son is born under the stick".

It never occurred to me that children are also individuals, they also have dignity, and they are also a "person".

Actually... Father didn't want a dutiful son.

Maybe he just thinks that a gay rebellious daughter will lose face if she speaks out.

She recalled a past event. Her cousin, the daughter of her father's younger brother, wanted to divorce because she was abused by her husband. At that time, she heard her mother's reassurance: "If you get divorced, everyone will laugh at you. How else should you behave?" Woolen cloth?"

Like this family violence, the mother kept silent.

At that time, Lian Zhi began to feel: Maybe everyone in this family is deformed.

Her brother likes men and is gay himself, her father is like a brutal thug, and her mother does nothing.

This is not a family, but a bottomless abyss.

She had a vague idea that she wanted to escape, run far away, and never look back.

But her genes are inferior, and she finally became a person who likes to hurt others just like her dead father.

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Lian Zhi stood in front of the mourning hall, her eyes looked a little empty.

Many people hurried past in black or white clothes, Lian Zhi was still wearing her navy blue dress, black stockings, and a pair of black high heels on her feet.

She didn't look like her father was dead, but she looked like she was going to a banquet.

She stared intently at the portrait of her father -- a photo taken before he fell ill.

My father was handsome when he was young, and he was not as greasy and fat as a middle-aged man in middle age.

But even with such a skin, the soul is still the same.

Lian Zhi blinked her eyes, feeling a little dazed.

Mother came out from the back of the mourning hall, and she was supported by someone - Lian Zhi originally thought it was her brother Lian Huai, but it was not, it was her cousin who was raped.

My cousin was still divorced back then, no one laughed at her, and my friends even toasted her.

It's just that when I get home, I sigh and sigh in the face of the sad faces of my family members, and it is inevitable that I will be a little exhausted.

Many people persuaded her to remarry, but she didn't. She had completely lost hope for men and marriage. When her family tried to blind her, she took sleeping pills.

She was fine, and in the end she had a leisurely time, and never dared to speak of her again, and her spirit seemed much better than when she was married.

When my mother saw Lian Zhi, she couldn't blink her eyes anymore. She looked very thin, but she was in good spirits.

"You're back," she said.

Lian Zhi said "hmm".

Her mother said, "Bring incense to your father."

Lian Zhi agreed.

After thinking about it, she said, "I have to go back to America tomorrow."

Mother Lian paused, her eyes flickered, but she managed to squeeze out a smile in the end.

"Good," she said, "good."

She said again: "Then you go to rest first, tomorrow... you will leave tomorrow."

Lian Zhi paused, and then looked at her father's portrait. Even if his father was dead, the look in the eyes in the portrait made Lian Zhi and everyone else feel horrified.

She asked, "Is Lian Huai back?"

Lian's mother said: "Well, I'm back... He took care of the funeral."

"That's good," Lian Zhi said, "You have treasured him since you were a child, you should."

Mother Lian paused, wanting to say something, but Lian Zhi didn't give her this chance.

She was not close to her father, nor was she to her brother.

She finds everything ironic.

She felt really pitiful.

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After returning to the United States, Lian Zhi fell ill.

She is actually in good health, but this time I don't know if it's because of worry or something.

She has been ill.

A few people came to visit, but not the one she wanted to see.

The hottest supermodel under the Windsor Group committed suicide. At the same time, it was found that he had taken a lot of drugs.

It's always easy to be sentimental in a quiet place alone. She turned on her phone and saw a name in the address book.

She was a little lost... she didn't know what was in her head.

She sent a message to He Yami.

"I don't have a dad either."

Chapter 56 Passage d'enfer (3)

He Yami stumbled out of the studio, and she didn't even have time to put on her coat.

It was drizzling outside, and a kind colleague wanted to ask her to bring an umbrella, but before she could stop her, He Yami couldn't even find her shadow.

When He Yami arrived according to the address information sent by Lian Zhi on her mobile phone, her hair was half wet, and her blouse was also wet from the rain. She stood at the door of the store and saw Lian Zhi sitting inside.

Lian Zhi's complexion looked bad, like someone who hadn't slept for three days and three nights, He Yami looked at him, she had never seen such a fragile Lian Zhi.

She paused, and saw herself reflected on the window glass. It seemed that she was not in a good condition, and she was a little embarrassed.

But she didn't care too much, she walked up to Lian Zhi and sat down.

"Miss Lian Zhi..." she said softly, "You..."

Lian Zhi raised her head, she didn't have any make-up on her face, but He Yami still thought she was beautiful.

She chuckled, "You know what? I hate rain."

He Yami didn't speak, just quietly listening to Lian Zhi's explanation.

"My father is actually not a good person, but if you want to say that he is heinous, that's not necessarily true, he is just stupid and bad."

"My father had a bad temper, and he beat and kicked people when he didn't like it. My brother was beaten again when he was young."

He Yami had never heard of such a horrific domestic violence incident, and this incident happened beside her, she opened her mouth in surprise.

Lian Zhi said calmly, "At that time, I actually hated him very much. I wished that he would die immediately."

"I hate it, why do I have a father like this, but now...he's dead."

Lian Zhi smiled.

"He is dead, and what I remember in my mind is actually his little concern for me."

He Yami's nose was sore, and tears fell down her eyes.

Lian Zhi said, "Why are you crying?"

He Yami rubbed his eyes.

When they walked out of the coffee shop, it was still raining outside, Lian Zhi said, "Let's walk along the roof."

Of course He Yami would not refuse.

She was even happy that the relationship between her and Lian Zhi was getting closer, otherwise, since it was such a private matter, why would Lian Zhi tell herself?

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