I Found My Dad Is a Crossdresser

16.

I told him that my friends—he thought it was my roommate or something—wanted to see his palace, and he said yes.

So, let me show you his Cosplay world.

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He really likes long clothes, and it's not just cosplay women's clothes. It's just that during the past two years in China, most of them are women's clothes.Therefore, he did not deceive fans, and everyone took it for granted.

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Can any of you recognize all his cosmetics?

Looking around, I only know a few brand logos that I often see in the first floor of the big shopping malls. As for what each bottle and can is for, I don’t know anything.

ah~~~~~

My dad's world is so wonderful! ! !

I also met his friend himself.

Here, it is necessary to show off to the fans of this goddess - Mrs. XXXX is really super cute, with a small face and good skin. When she came here, she was wearing a sweet lo skirt, and when she smiled, it gave me a cherry blossom bloom It feels like... I really don't see her age range.

She called my dad brother, and my dad looked at her with super doting and sweet eyes.

But I'm not jealous.

Reminds me of an anime I watched when I was a kid.

In that anime, the heroine has an older brother, and her older brother has a classmate. Many people thought that their elder brother and classmates were just good friends when they were young, but they all woke up when they grew up.Now, whenever that anime is mentioned, everyone calls that classmate sister-in-law.

I automatically assumed this role.

The position of the heroine was given to Mrs. XXXX.

I hope you understand how I look at Mrs. XXXX's mentality.

However, Mrs. XXXX doesn't seem to see me that way.

She is obviously about [-] centimeters shorter than me, and she is wearing a cute sweet dress. When she saw me, she insisted on touching my head on tiptoe, and said in a big sister's tone: XX, I have been looking forward to it for a long time, and finally See you in person.

...Why does she call me baby? ! ! !

Alas, for the sake of her being a goddess, I don't care about it.

She came here today to ask my dad.

The thing is like this, she and her little friend are going to play in a pretty big showroom after a while, thinking about making a big one - collective cosplaying the big boss role in a certain game.

Well, let me be blunt, it is the SSRs in the collective Cos game with a lot of small animals... I asked, and this plan does not need to be kept secret, so I will say it here.

My dad has a full set of costumes and props for three or four SSR characters, and she came here to borrow the clothes.

My dad waved his hand and borrowed three sets.

Only Yuzao's previous set is not borrowed.

She was stunned: why?Your set may be the best and most expensive set in our circle, and this time it will kill the whole audience with it!

My dad said: I don't care about this.

She acted like a baby: brother~~~ I will definitely not let someone you don't like wear it!

My dad said: That's not the problem.

Mrs. XXXX cast me a look of begging for help, but my father's attitude was firm and there was no room for it, and there was nothing I could do.He could only shrug helplessly.

At this time, my dad suddenly turned around.

A pair of eyes saw me from top to bottom, and from bottom to top.Commonly known as, look at.

I have a bad feeling.

Sure enough, he said: If you wear it, it should be good.

I:……

I don't! !

However, Mrs. XXXX had a bright mind and acted quickly. She immediately grabbed me and said "baby, please"... Although it was a bit shy to say it, I really haven't been hung on by a beautiful lady since I was a child, begging coquettishly .

I couldn't refuse the fairy sister, just like I couldn't refuse my fairy-like dad when I was eight years old.

I, agreed.

So my dad agreed.

I really suspect that my dad is messing with me.

I asked my dad: Why did you want to kill me?

He said: This is inheritance.

... Inherit the fart.

Forget it, I'd better take care of the final exam first.

What happened in the past two days has been ups and downs here, and the clouds are clear, and it is still noisy on the Internet, so I won't push it too much.

Goodbye after the exam.

-- Divider --

Unexpectedly, after two days of taking the exam quietly, I came back again.

The reason must have been known to some insiders.

Mrs. XXXX officially announced the big move on Weibo, and also tweeted me... It’s nothing, the point is, my dad actually reposted that one, and even picked me out and said something Makes me want to die suddenly.

"Baby, inherit father's mantle and carry it forward."

shit.

lie down.

groove.

groove.

Didn't he retire? ?

Why do you still have to do things? ? ?

Why do you still pick me to do it? ? ? ?

Is this the morality and self-cultivation of a father! ! ! !

I saw that the people in the circle have happily eaten his shocking melon again, and my Weibo has also been paralyzed due to too much information pouring in at once...

I know that the amount of information in his words is enough for everyone to dig and gnaw for many days.

I also know that more people will flood this thread soon.

I also know that I will soon be exposed to the midday sun like a salted fish.

I have experienced the six words "death has no burial place".

It's me who made this post, I don't blame anyone.

So, goodbye everyone.

I'm going to die, please burn the paper if you have anything to do.

17.

Hi, it's a holiday.I'm back.

As if I was worrying too much?

A week passed, and my life was uneventful.Except for my roommate who excitedly yelled at me a few times after Mrs. XXXX posted on Weibo that day, no one else has bothered me.

Of course, those on the Internet don't count.

My roommate is pretty strict.

Until now, I have not let go, he has never revealed to his girlfriend that the women's clothing boss XXX is my dad's business, nor has he revealed my Weibo in the circle.To protect me, even doubled my number.

After finishing the last subject yesterday, I had dinner with them.The people at the two tables are basically in the circle - I feel that after half a semester, the people around me are all in the Two-dimensional circle.

Everyone naturally talked about gossip in the circle. There were two friends, my roommate and girlfriend, and the topic revolved around my dad.

So, I took the opportunity to inquire around and found that none of them knew the existence of this post.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

The world is still big, how can it be so easy to collide with each other?

After all, the tree hole I chose is thousands of miles away from that circle.

——Fortunately, the world is big enough to keep me safe and hidden among my classmates and friends.

Since even my classmates who are usually idle in the Internet addiction circle don't know the existence of this post, then my dad who doesn't have time to surf the Internet every day, naturally can't find it here.

I really do have this confidence.

He plays cosplay and doesn't socialize with others. On the one hand, he doesn't want to be exposed to the three-dimensional identity and life. On the other hand, he is really busy and doesn't have time to engage in these online social activities.

So you see, he has played in China for so long, and only Mrs. XXXX is his friend.

Forgot to mention, only Mrs. XXXX, or he met abroad before, they are alumni.

She was my dad's sweetheart long before I showed up.

This point sticks in my mind, and I blame it for over-analyzing.

——According to them, they have been very clingy to each other since they were young, like brothers and sisters.However, is there pure friendship between men and women?In other words, is there pure friendship between straight men and straight women?

——If there is no pure friendship, is it really just brother-sister friendship?

—Conversely, if it is pure friendship, can they be pure and straight?

——If not straight, who is not straight?

—Could it be my dad?

——If yes, can my dad bend over me?

——I... I actually kind of expected him to see this post.

Ah~~~ Who will clean up my evil?Who will redeem my crush?

Okay, this post has officially entered the stage of "As an adopted son who has a crush on his father, what should I do?"

-- Divider --

Mrs. XXXX asked me to try on makeup tomorrow, and it is said that I have to learn to pose and so on.

In the past few days during the holiday, I have been living a decadent life of going to bed late and waking up late at home.My dad is going on a business trip abroad, and it will take half a month, so after a few days, no one is looking for me.

I almost forgot about the fact that I participated in the comic exhibition as a character.

As soon as she called me, I remembered that the clothes and props were still in my dad's "dressing room".So, I went out at noon to get clothes from my dad's house.

These clothes are also really magical.

Before I got them, I really didn't have much enthusiasm in my heart, that is, I was doing things with the heart of "promise and do well".But when the clothes were held in my arms, I suddenly felt an inexplicable urge.

Would love to wear it and see it.

The urge was so amazing, I thought about it the whole way back.

The appearance of my dad wearing this dress during the live broadcast repeatedly appeared in my mind.

The heart is restless, almost fong.

So, when I got home, I did my own research on how to wear it.

After taking a high IQ test, he finally managed to hang the clothes on his body accurately.I looked at the white wall in my room—the white wall that my dad used to do bushi when he was streaming.

Then, go over and try it out, the performances he's performed.

The shame...is indescribable.

But, very, very exciting.

It was so stimulating that my IQ was shattered and my sanity was wiped out, so that I took a short video of myself and sent it to my dad.

So, at 03:30 in the morning New York time, my dad sent me a WeChat video call request.

Trembling, I clicked the green button.

My dad stared at me with red half-awake eyes, and said: Come, I will teach you, and improve according to what I said.

……

……

……

XXX, in order for his son to perform a qualified Tamamo, really broke his heart.

His son was raped by him for more than an hour in the middle of the night.

Looking forward to the stars, looking forward to the moon, and finally looking forward to the fact that he was too sleepy to open his eyes, hung up the video and fell asleep again.

After exiting the video, I still feel numb all over.

Ciao, Zena, what am I doing? ? ? ?

Just got called away by my grandma, now come back to continue.

Yesterday afternoon, I managed to get through until my dad was so sleepy that he quit WeChat. In fact, I didn’t have the energy to go anywhere, so I didn’t take off my clothes, and just collapsed on the bed and took a nap.

She probably just fell asleep when she was woken up by a knock on the door.

I didn't think too much, and went to open the door.

Outside the door, my grandma was standing.

She said "ah", and then looked at me with terrified eyes.It's that kind of... In the TV series, the old man suddenly sees the eyes of ghosts and goblins, you understand?

The way she pointed at me tremblingly made me feel that she was going to hit me with that broom in a second.

I explained: This is a costume, not my quirk!

My grandma took a step back and said sternly: Take it off!Take it off now!

At this time, my cousin came.

She is my father's cousin.

There is a big age gap between my grandpa and his older brother, so my cousin and my dad also have a big age gap. The gap between my grandma and me is about two generations apart. up.

When she saw me, she reacted no less than my grandma.

So, the scene became two women yelling at me, which was really embarrassing and embarrassing.

Then, something from my cousin caught my attention.

She said: Why do you also do these ghostly things?

What is "also"?

Later I asked about it and said: Is anyone else in our family wearing women's clothing?

In fact, I already believed in my heart that my dad was bumped into by them, but to save face, I didn't name him.

Both of them kept secret, first they glanced at each other to unify their opinions, then waved their hands and said, "Oh, don't ask these questions, just don't mess around."

This attitude is really the kind that can't be talked about, and I'm a little speechless.But in the chat afterwards, I also tried to popularize Cosplay, but none of them listened to it.

It's like how unlucky it is for boys to wear women's clothes.

It's really a generation gap...

After trying it out, I'm sure they still don't know that my dad is the real master of women's clothing.

At that time, I was only able to reach this level, and failed to solve the puzzle of "also".Then this morning, I made a new discovery, and the truth came out.

Because I made an appointment with Mrs. XXXX in the morning, I got up early, packed my clothes after breakfast, and was ready to go out.When I was going downstairs, my cousin came down too, and when she saw that I was going out, she asked me where I was going.

I said: go to rehearsal.

After hearing this, she froze for a moment, stared at my schoolbag, and asked: What kind of clothes are you wearing again?

I said: Yes, of course I wear costumes for rehearsal!

She came over and said a little mysteriously: Do you know why your grandma is so afraid of your boys wearing skirts?

I shook my head.

She sighed sadly and said: You have heard how your grandpa died, right?

I said: Cramp while swimming?

She looked eager to break the news, and said: Your grandfather tripped over wearing such a mess, otherwise how could he have cramps? !So your grandma taboos this kind of thing the most! !

...This, I really don't know.

I was shocked.

Unexpectedly, my grandfather was so avant-garde.

Unexpectedly, our family's hobbies can still be inherited.

My cousin might find it very irritating to expose such a big story to me, and quickly put her hands together and said "Amitabha" several times, and then told me not to play around with these shameful things, good children have time to correct, etc. .

I:……

It is not a world, and we do not seek strong integration.

I dealt with her exhortations and went out.

Then, just now.

Mrs. XXXX and I came back after the queue. We were very excited, so we turned on the computer to write a post. I just wanted to tell you the whole story of my first try on women's clothing. After all, it was really a new experience...

As a result, after writing the above paragraph, my grandma suddenly came to me, so I sent the previous paragraph first.

After chatting with my grandma, I came back and felt quite magical, so the previous article of this update appeared again.

What did my grandma talk to me about?

To put it simply, it was a heart-to-heart with me.

She told me about my grandfather herself, basically saying that after my grandfather took his business abroad, he often went on business trips abroad, became infected with the obscene hobby of wearing women's clothing, and died because of it.

...This, I personally think, is a magical and far-fetched connection.

But my grandma firmly believes in her own opinion, and firmly believes that my grandpa's death is related to going abroad and bad hobbies.Therefore, she hates men wearing women's clothing, and does not accept the new trends and cultures of young people nowadays, and even hates foreign countries.

There is even a reason for not agreeing with my father to change my nationality.

Ugh.

What can I say?

To be honest, there is no way to easily reverse this difference in concept, and I don't intend to make any effort to change her concept.

In fact, she is not very old, she can still gallop in her career, and she can be open to accept more new things.But seeing that my dad got used to the company, she immediately retired, and she really regarded herself as an old lady and lived a leisurely life.

It shows that she is not a person who loves to embrace new things.

So, what's the point?

So I coaxed her, saying that I would not wear it after the show, so she let me go.

This matter is not a big deal, but when I think about it in depth, it makes me quite terrified.She is my grandma, my father's own mother, and she can't even accept a little hobby of dressing, so... how can she accept that I covet her son?

Alas, I worry.

Feel like BE.

PS: I had a lot of fun with Mrs. XXXX. I was going to talk about it in detail, but my mood was disturbed, so forget it.Let me show you two pictures... don't spray.

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19.

emmmmm, thank you for your praise, I blushed seeing so many compliments this morning.

Then, I think you are right, this post is no longer a general tree hole complaint, it is "a coser Xiaomeng's new emotional story live broadcast", which is really unexpected.

Some friends are worried that my exposure will be too much, which will affect real life.

In fact, this is okay. I neither rely on my online image nor my life in a Two-dimensional circle, so even if my Weibo ID, circle name, or even this post is watched and discussed, it is all online. Life itself doesn't matter much.

Unless the post is seen by my dad.

This is, um, kind of creepy.

In addition, face base is unnecessary.

If you're here on the day of Comic-Con, you're welcome to take pictures, but please don't tell me you're reading this post.

[smile][smile][smile][smile]

-- Divider --

These days I have always been with Mrs. XXXX, and I have learned a lot about my dad's childhood.For example, how did he embark on the road of women's clothing boss...

I have to start with my grandfather.

My dad was sent abroad for foster care when he was not very old. My grandfather was superstitious and fearful, but he felt sorry for his son.If he can't live together to enjoy family happiness, then he will take his business abroad and often go abroad to see his son.

If he often goes abroad, he is always exposed to new things. His interests, hobbies, and aesthetics are very open and tolerant. He has been to that kind of makeup party twice—basically the cosplay in the upper class circle. He also started to wear strange clothes .

My dad was probably the first audience for his fancy dress.

He should also be good at coaxing children. It is said that my dad was coaxed around and giggled by him when he was a child.

In this way, my dad can be regarded as being deeply influenced by what he has seen and heard.

Mrs. XXXX said that she herself was brought into the pit by my dad...

I was shocked.

If my dad is in front of me, I must give him a big thumbs up.

Having said that, I took the opportunity to insinuate what I wanted to know.

Ask Mrs. XXXX: Then when my dad was young, wouldn’t it be easy for people to see him as a girl?

Mrs. XXXX said: Yes, a lot of boys chased him. I remember one... who was crazy. He came to school with roses every day, bought him princess dresses, bows, ribbons, and said he would build a palace for him. Super mushy.

Me: ...why doesn't this guy go after a real girl.

Mrs. XXXX: He doesn't like girls, but he likes your dad.

Me: What about my dad?

Mrs. XXXX: Your dad doesn't like him.

I hesitated for a moment, gritted my teeth and asked: Does my dad like other men?

After hearing this, Mrs. XXXX suddenly became vigilant, stared at me and said: Why are you asking this?

Maybe I was really overwhelmed, or I felt that I was quite familiar with her, and those who play in this circle are generally tolerant of orientation, so I confessed part of it to her.

I said that I think my dad has never been married or in love, which is quite curious, and I also talked about the cartoon incident when I was a child... The omitted part is what I think is ambiguous between us.

"Anyway, I'm just curious whether he likes women or not," I said.

However, Mrs. XXXX was too perceptive, she blinked at me twice, her eyes were meaningful, and she exposed me: Are you curious whether he likes you or not?

I:……

My gut tells me she knows better.

So, I took the risk of nodding in acknowledgment.

"Oh——" She looked at me with that teasing expression, and said: The kid is very courageous, even Daddy dares to fight.

I have all my secrets in her hands, and I dare not reply, I can only look at her with a smile, and act coquettishly... I won't tell you how I acted coquettishly, anyway, it's quite shameful, and it will damage my image of a tough man.

She was moved by me, or she was moved, and then told me a few stories about my dad's homosexual ambiguous history as far as she knew.

My dad is really—scumbag when it comes to relationships.

From what I heard, he was the same as facing me in those ambiguous histories.

Is it good for people?

To flirt, is to flirt.

It is impossible to have exact signals and accurate words.

Mrs. XXXX said: Anyway, he never said that he likes men and women, and he never denied it when he was joking.As for the specific person, there is no one.

Alas... this is really a hopeless man.

I let out a long sigh, expressing the pain of unrequited love and secret love.

Mrs. XXXX said again: Actually, not only you are curious, but K and I are also curious, but he doesn't let go, we can't say it!

K is my father's hair boy.

I said: That is to say, he has... oh, it is possible that he has feelings for me, meaning, it's not just my illusion?

Mrs. XXXX said: Yes.

I said: what should I do?

Mrs. XXXX said: I don't know.

XXXX also kindly reminded me that before I am sure that I am sure to change the relationship, don’t put too much undue affection on my dad, otherwise it will be ugly.She said, my dad is not a person who will be led away by emotion.

She said it too tactfully, so let me translate it for you: What she wanted to say was that my dad is a person who is emotionally cold.

I haven't really thought about this before.

I thought that we still have at least one layer of adoptive father-son relationship, which is a way out and a protective cover.

But I have never dared to think deeply, if I ask for benevolence but fail to be kind, will even righteousness be dragged into the water and ruined in the end.

If I think about it deeply, I will be afraid.