I might be a fake cannon fodder [Quick Transmigration]

3.1

When I was very young, I discovered that as long as I deliberately please others, others can like me without any effort.No matter how sincere or fake this liking is, and how long it lasts, it is still a liking.

But I hate it when people get close to me.

It seems to be inherently repulsive and I hate it when anyone approaches me.Including parents, brothers, relatives and friends, I hate contact with everyone.

I always feel that disguising is too troublesome, so I disdain to pretend to cater to others. No matter who approaches, I always put on an appearance of being inaccessible to strangers.The outside rumors that I am cold and unreasonable are not false.In fact, I might be cooler than they thought.

No one can keep giving without expecting anything in return.

In the beginning, my family and friends who liked to be close to me—if only a relationship of mutual interest can be counted as family and friends—all gave up without exception, and began to alienate me one after another.

I thought he would give up too.

He, of course, refers to my stupid brother.

Oh, strictly speaking, he is not my real brother.

3.2

I'm not really of the Lin family blood.

It was rumored that I was the youngest son of the mistress of the Lin family, but this was not the case.

The mistress of the Lin family indeed died of dystocia, but it was one dead body and two lives.

And I am actually a child brought back by the Lin family.

The purpose of raising me is also very clear - to act as a shield for the real children of the Lin family when necessary.

The real child of the Lin family is naturally Ran Ran, my Ran Ran.

To put it cruelly, my leg was not congenitally disabled, it was broken by the Lin family from the very beginning.

They thought I was too young to remember.

But when I was less than half a year old, I was already able to remember the names of the people around me.

The man I should call my father in the future personally ordered my legs to be broken.

Strangely enough, I didn't feel offended.

The only thought that was still angry at that time was-don't touch me.

3.3

When I first arrived at the Lin family, the person I hated the most in the whole family was Ran Ran.

He pokes me all the time.

A half-grown child always likes to poke my face with the wet, dirty fingers he has bitten.

I used to hate being treated that way.

The intimacy of other people is always a bit of drama, and there will be no excessive physical contact.

Only Ran Ran, except for my Ran Ran.

He can always ignore my repelling gaze and stay with me all day long.

I dislike him.

Unexpectedly, I also have a day of getting used to it.

But when I got used to his contact, he suddenly alienated me.

He used to run after me, but later he hid from me.

This scumbag!

Fuck and run bastard!

I will make him pay!