Coach, your fat paper dropped

After Xiaoyueban was eight years old, his parents became more and more busy. Finally, the husband and wife discussed it and decided to hire a nanny to take care of Xiaoyueban all day.

In the beginning, the nanny was also conscientious, but after half a year, the nanny realized that there was only Xiaoyueban in the house. His parents didn't come home all the year round, and after the hostess and hostess basically couldn't get through on the phone, things started to go wrong.

At first, the meals became simpler and simpler, and he was not picked up or picked up at school. Finally, it developed into not cooking for him and letting him buy food by himself.

At that time, Xiaoyueban didn't know what to eat. There was a supermarket nearby, so he went directly to buy potato chips and instant noodles, but it was not a regular meal after all. Cook for him, and occasionally cook for him when the nature of the nanny comes, and ignore him if he doesn't want to move.

Xiaoyueban called her parents, trying to get them to find another one, but they either refused to answer, or hung up in a hurry.

Seeing this, the nanny became more aggressive, often taking his son over to rest in the middle of the night.His son often played games at night, and the noisy Xiaoyueban couldn't sleep more and more, so he slept in school during the day.

In this way, Xiaoyueban's grades are getting worse and worse, eating too many snacks, and the hormones in his body are also increasing. In two years, Xiaoyueban's grades have dropped to the bottom of the class, and his body has gradually lost shape. Fat, just entered junior high school, only 1.5 meters tall already weighs 150 catties, looks like a ball from a distance.

The imperial concubine called: "What's the matter with you? What did you eat at home? Did you not sleep well at night? Your class teacher has sued me. I don't want you to anger me by helping you study, anyway. It's my son, why are you so stupid?"

Concubine Yue opened her mouth halfway, and wanted to explain to her, but Concubine Mother interrupted him directly: "Forget it, I'm busy, so don't just call me if you have something to do in the future."

With that said, he hung up the phone.

Xiaoyue held the phone halfway, tears slowly dripping down.

When Xiaoyue was half ten years old, it was rare for the concubine and concubine to take a holiday.

I was quite happy at first, but when I got home and saw Xiaoyueban at home, I felt anxious immediately.

"Feiyueban, tell me about you, it's fine if you're fat, and your academic performance is not good. Do you know that your parents' colleagues all have children, and they are two years younger than you, and they are the No. 1 in the class every year. 1. There are awards for all kinds of activities and competitions. Tell me about you, have you ever won No.[-] when you grow up so big? Have you won any awards? It really embarrasses us."

Xiaoyueban didn't make any excuses, he knew that he was not welcomed by this family since he was a child, no matter how hard he tried, they didn't like him.

Since then, the relationship between Xiaoyueban and her parents has dropped to zero, and the name Qiqi has never been mentioned again.

And it was his third year of junior high that broke through this zero point and fell into the negative.

Adolescent boys are all restless, and they get together every day to talk dirty jokes or discuss a certain girl.

At that time, he found that his eyes were always focused on the boys, who were running past his eyes and sweating profusely on the court.

After realizing this, Xiaoyueban was terrified. He thought he was sick, and he didn't dare to tell anyone. He could only go to the library and use the computer to grope bit by bit, until he found out that it was not Sick breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiaoyueban ran home and told her parents.

What did his parents say?

they said--

Feiyueban, are you sick and actually like men?

Feiyueban, we raised you so big, we didn't let you disgust us.

Feiyueban, you have to show some face...

……

Xiaoyueban never knew that what was more difficult to accept than knowing that she was gay was the censure and abuse from her parents.

He never knew that his parents could really hate him to this extent.

Xiao Yueban ran out and was blocked at the entrance of the alley. He thought he would be beaten to death, but someone saved him.

It was a boy, tall and tall, Xiaoyue looked at the boy halfway, his face was blurred by the light behind him.

"What's your name?" Seeing that the boy was about to leave, Xiaoyue hurriedly asked.

The boy stopped and turned to look at him.

"Ah..."

Just when a car honking its horn was driving by in the alley, Xiaoyueban murmured: "Ah Shen..."

Xiaoyue Ban got up, tore off the coin around her neck that was stained with her own body temperature, and forced it to him, and ran away looking ugly.

"Thank you."

The boy behind him took a look at the coin, and the "QQ" engraved on it was very conspicuous.

It was Xiaoyueban's sixth birthday, when his father forgot to prepare a gift for him, he had to find a random coin, engraved the initials of Qiqi and gave it to him.

That was his most precious thing back then.

The 20-year-old young man leaned against the man behind him, typed the last sentence on the keyboard, then turned around and hugged the neck of the man who was holding him, and kissed the corner of his lips reverently.

Our story will continue--

Thank you, my hero.

Thank you, my Achen.

The author has something to say:

It’s really over, it’s the first time I write a novel, I can’t bear to read it myself, it’s too bad::>_<::

I had another brain hole yesterday. I thought you lied to me, but you thought I lied to you. The bottom line is that I think too much, but you think too little.

but!But I still have three articles in the archives, and I have to write each article, but I don’t have much time, and I am exhausted [Weak and helpless jpg.]