I Found My Dad Is a Crossdresser

23.

I sent out the last update just now because I thought my dad was coming back.

As a result, after he took a shower, he ran over to me and told me that he wanted to cook supper, and I...well, I want to eat it too.

So, he went to the kitchen.

Then I will continue to talk about what happened after leaving the comic exhibition. The topic is still related to "whether he is teasing me or not".

We both retreated early this afternoon.

I follow him.He said he had something to go, so I went with him.At that time, the restrooms at the venue were overcrowded. We went to the parking lot without changing our clothes, and then changed in the car.

Don't think too much, they are replaced one by one...

After getting in the car, he told me that he was going to meet someone, and asked me if I was in a hurry to go home, and if I was not in a hurry, we would go together.

Neither of us took off our makeup, so I thought it wouldn't take too long, so I agreed.

Then, we went to the same restaurant where his friends A and B got married last time.

As expected, it was the two of them who met.

I was very surprised. Although A is a maverick gay guy, he is also his partner after all. He broke the dimensional wall so easily and appeared in front of them? ! !

——Still tricked me.

When we met, A and B really had eye-opening expressions on their faces, and they looked at us for a long time.

My dad was unflappable and I might be blushing.

A said: What are you two doing?

My dad said: Can't you see it?

A said: I can see it, but I can't believe it... Are you really playing this?I thought you were joking!

My dad said: When you didn't catch up with me, I stopped playing now and stayed with him today.

What? ? ?etc……

What do you mean, stay with me? ? ? ?

I quickly waved my hands: I am not, I don't, I only play because he wants me to play!

My dad said calmly: Yes, family tradition.

A and B: ...

B said: Your family is traditional and quite trendy.

A laughed out loud, took out his mobile phone and took a few photos of the two of us, saying that he would send them to Moments.

My dad didn't stop me either.

As an interlude, the act of my dad tearing down the dimensional wall in front of his partners made me think at that moment that he might have some serious plans.

Sure enough, the new cooperation project they talked about later was related to Two-dimensional.

I have to say that my dad is still a businessman at heart.For the effect of this project in the future, he has long been burying the lead.However, it is too specific for me to say it here. If you are a friend who pays attention to this circle, you will understand in the future.

They chatted about the project until dark before coming to an end, so they simply withdrew the afternoon tea on the table and continued with dinner.

At this time, the topic is more relaxed and casual, talking about A and B's honeymoon.They got married before, which took a lot of time and effort. After it was over, they still had no time to go on their honeymoon, and they didn't choose a good place.

My dad suggested to them: Why not go to Japan, just to get acquainted with the background culture of the project.

A immediately objected: Who wants to spend a honeymoon with work?Are you tired?

My dad said: That's a pity, I just want to play with XX, you are not interested, so I won't invite you to go with me.

……

……

After he said this, the three of us looked at him in surprise.

My surprise is that I'm going to Japan to play, why didn't I know about this? ?

The surprised faces of A and B look weirder.

The eyes of the two of them moved back and forth on us... Well, I am familiar with this kind of gaze, and I have seen it a lot recently—Ms. XXXX and her little friends all look at us like this.

So, you understand, right?

A and B are also wondering about our relationship.

However, I am wronged.

The strange silence at the dinner table lasted for a while, and A changed the subject.

A very, very critical, very, very heart-wrenching topic! !

A said: Last time you asked us about changing our nationality, I have consulted you clearly.You two have a father-son relationship recognized by Chinese law. It is not difficult for your family to change their citizenship.So, have you decided?

When I heard it, my heart sank.

It's been a while since I heard about it from my grandma.Later, my grandma didn't say anything about it, and my dad didn't tell me either. I couldn't find a suitable opportunity to ask, so I left it there.

But I didn't forget it at all, I was thinking about it secretly.

So, I secretly looked at my dad's expression.

He looked a little hesitant, turned his head towards me, and glanced at me quickly.I don't know if it's my illusion, but I feel like he's a little... ashamed? ?

He said: Is there a document for the specific process?

A said: Yes.

He said: If you have time, please send it to me.In fact, it is useless for me to decide whether to decide or not. XX will read it by himself.

He turned his head and said to me: You can also discuss it with grandma.

Me: ... oh.

I really don't know how to answer this since the two of us have never had a direct conversation on this subject.I always feel that in front of him, I should be in a state of ignorance.

A seems to see that there is no tacit understanding between the two of us on this matter. He paused for a while, but didn't ask any further questions. He agreed to my father's words, and then said: Then your family wants to discuss it. If you decide, tell me, and I will give it to you. contacts.

My dad said: Well.

Later the topic ran to A and B's honeymoon trip.

Under the Amway of my dad's rhetoric, they included Japan in their consideration.

But I was rather confused by this.

So I am sitting on his bed now, just to wait for him to be free, and ask, why do I suddenly want to travel to Japan with him?

He has cooked supper, I'd better ask at the dinner table.

24.

Sorry it took so long to come up.

I haven't entered a post for a few days, just now I looked at it, and the most frequently asked question is "Are you still alive?", aha?why?What kind of joke is this? [One face is confused] [Two faces are confused]

No matter what, I am alive, healthy and safe, please rest assured.

The second most frequently asked question is how is "asking".

Okay, this update is just for the follow-up.

When I was having supper that night, I originally planned to ask about traveling in Japan, but he first asked me about nationality.

Ever since I wrote about this matter in the post, you all have been guessing, is it for the purpose of getting married...

Although I understand that this is impossible, he is not a CP brain, and we are not making idol dramas, how could there be such a show?

— but still fantasized.

... I may be too fond of fantasy.

His reason is very real, just like what my grandma mentioned when she told me, it is the reason of economic property, to be precise, it is to protect private property.

It is also very troublesome to expand on this matter, and it is not convenient to talk about it.If you have a little understanding of our country's attitude towards private property and related laws, you may understand it.

In short, his plan is simply two points.

First, change his nationality for me.Second, give me many, many, many, many...properties in my name.

This kind of thing should sound like fun, right?

But actually not that happy, at least for me personally it is very embarrassing.

On the one hand, my grandma disagreed.I understand that she disagrees, and I would murmur if it were me.Although she has been a professional woman, her thoughts are still traditional and even a little closed. How could she agree to give me too many things.

On the other hand, with such an important plan, my dad never discussed it with me before, so he asked A and B to help find a relationship.

Moreover, when he mentioned it to me that night, he also had the attitude of "informing".

I have a backbone too, okay? ?

Can you arrange me casually with money? ? ?

What's more, this kind of operation itself is a gray area. To engage in this kind of operation is to hold the heart of what may be done in the future.It's not that I'm unwilling to contribute to my dad's preparations for a rainy day, but his attitude makes me feel aggrieved.

This feeling... as if I was a tool.

Extremely uncomfortable.

So, I said: I don't want to change.

He was talking when he was suddenly interrupted by me, a little dazed.After a while, I nodded and didn't continue to persuade me, just said: It's okay, if you don't want to change it, don't want to change it.

It's too fast, isn't it?I was upright and confident, but suddenly I felt a little guilty and caught a cold.

I said: Are you also prepared for a rainy day?

He said: I can only say that there is this element.

I said: what about the main ingredient?

He said: What you have after changing is the main ingredient of me.

Eh...it sounds a little touching suddenly.

I said: Then why didn't you tell me earlier?

He listened, looked at me with a look of "Is your brain out of whack", and said: Didn't grandma tell you?If she didn't say it, I'm sure I said it myself. She said it all, so I don't think there's any need to do it.

I:……

In theory, it seems that this is the case, I am speechless.

At this time, if I care about anything else in my mouth, it will be hypocritical.But I was really angry at the idea of ​​"taking me for it" casually, and there was a sense of grievance in my heart that couldn't be calmed down.

Then I threw the question back to him: the grandma doesn't agree, what should I do?

He said: So, I let you discuss it with grandma.

...I feel like I've been tricked again.

In short, he really wanted me to agree with his decision very seriously, and later told me a lot of his own thoughts on this decision, all in order to convince me.

Speaking objectively and rationally, his idea is really wonderful, so I don't see any bad things for me.

But everything is so good, I can't convince my sensibility.

Putting aside my crooked thoughts, we are father and son, and I was arranged by him when I was a child, that's fine.

Now that I have grown up, from the perspective of the need for independent personality, I am definitely not willing to be arranged.

Even if it is to obtain his things-there is no effortless acquisition in the world, he gave it to me, it must be accompanied by a certain degree of control.

Plus, to accept his proposal is to disobey and betray my grandma.

I can't do this kind of thing.At least, now it is difficult for me to break through that mood.

So, we didn't reach an agreement in the end.

Besides, traveling to Japan is also an "official announcement" without discussing with me.

In essence, it is the same as the issue of nationality, it is his arrangement and control of my performance without thinking.This is actually quite scary when you think about it.

Even if I like him and plot against him, I can't be as obedient as his pets and toys.

Although there is a father-son relationship between us, and the natural inequality is an established fact, if we talk about feelings, the premise must be that we are equal in personality and psychology. Otherwise, how could this kind of relationship start?

...Okay, I may have been overthinking, the beginning of feelings and so on is all made up by myself.

In his place, I don't know if he has foreseen this situation.

Thinking about it in another way, he probably just thinks that I am his son, so I should inherit his things as a matter of course, and I should also shoulder the responsibility of contributing to possible crises in the future.

Alas, it would be terrible if we couldn't discuss a matter completely frankly with each other...

It has only been two months since our relationship got better, and it seems that we are about to enter another dead end.So, I have been at my original home for the past few days, and I didn't go to see him, nor did he look for me.

25.

What is the saying? "Unspoken", right?

As soon as he finished saying that he wasn't looking for me, he came looking for me.

Early yesterday morning, he suddenly came home.

When I went downstairs, I saw him talking to my grandma in the living room, and the atmosphere seemed unexpectedly harmonious.I thought to myself, has this mother and son stepped back?

When he saw me, he called me over.The attitude is very natural and ordinary, as if we have never had any troubles, and he also said that he would go to an exposition of high-tech electronics with me.

...I think he is trying to please me.

Because I learned this.

However, just because I learned this, I probably know about this kind of exhibitions.As soon as he said it, I knew which scene he was referring to.And that exhibition is of no value to me at this stage.

So, I hesitated.

Maybe he saw that I didn't answer, and said: "By the way, accompany me to celebrate my birthday."

Me: Isn't your birthday still here?

He said: Yes, but I’m going to Japan on my birthday, so you finish eating noodles with me in advance, let’s get over it first.

I:……

This is obviously my fault for not going.

I was wrong about him.Where is he trying to please me, he's just acting like a baby.

My grandma also chimed in, saying: Your father's 28th birthday is a small birthday, and I'm an elder, so I won't let him pass it.You are a junior, you have to do your best.

Grandma has spoken, what can I say?I had no choice but to agree.

Then, we actually went to the exhibition.

That exhibition was far away and unattractive, and I don't know why I didn't refuse it, maybe I was just looking for something to do.Anyway, I have gone out, so I can't be idle, right?

And this time he accompanied me to Zhanzi... Ah bah, why accompany me, I am obviously the one who accompanied him for a stroll, and he was quite serious.When calls came in, he cut them off, and even reserved a little knowledge for awkward chats with me.

I have to say, I was a little moved.

After visiting the exhibition, we went to the nearby business district for dinner.

At this time, I have already softened my heart towards him, and I don't want him to hit a wall with me.So, I took the initiative to chat with him about his going to Japan.

But as soon as I spoke, I regretted it.

I said: Are you going alone?

He said: No, together with XXXX.

I:……

Was it replaced so quickly? ? ?

The little guilt I had just now disappeared of course, I lowered my head, ate more and talked less.

He was still talking about his itinerary over there. I suspected him several times to deliberately dissuade me, but he put on a serious face and talked about travel strategies as if he was talking about work arrangements...

Alas, what kind of domineering straight male cancer is this? ?

Because I said it was to celebrate his birthday today, I ordered noodles, and the noodles came out when he was talking.I finally found a chance to interrupt him and say happy birthday to him.

He finally interrupted the last topic, brought the noodles over, stirred them, and took a token chopstick.

It seems that there is no interest.

I asked her: Isn't it delicious?

He said: okay.

I said: Then go back and buy you a cake.

He said: Oh.

We have nothing to say, little embarrassment.

What makes me uncomfortable is that I know he obviously wants to say something else, but he just doesn’t say it, and insists on telling me something that bothers me—I don’t believe it, he doesn’t know that I don’t want to hear it at all How does he play with Mrs. XXXX.

Around mid-afternoon, we headed back to the city.

Because I said I wanted to buy a cake, when I passed by the cake shop near his house, I went down and ordered one.He said he wanted to have a small meeting and drove to the company.

I was also bored during this time, so I went to the mall to pick out a gift for him.

It sounds a little sad.The habit of our family is that juniors don’t care about their birthdays, just remember them.I know grandma won't give it to him, so I thought about giving him something to make him happy a long time ago.

Who would have thought that in the end I just randomly picked a similar one for him in the mall.

It's also ironic.

After picking out the gifts, I just went to get the cake.I went to pick it up and walked back to his house.

At this time, it was getting dark.

After I waited for a long time, he didn't come back, and he didn't answer the call.

I guess he might be busy, so I didn't bother him any more, and started playing games on the computer by myself.

He seldom plays games, so although he has two desktop computers at home, he only has one mouse for playing games.When I turned on the computer, I found that the mouse that was usually on my side was gone.

I didn't think much about it, so I went directly to his room to look for it.

As a result, I found a little detail that I can't describe.

First of all, he brought back the uncle's costume and hung it directly in the closet.

Even if he basically made it public now and doesn't care anymore, why did he bring this set back?Like this character in particular?

Heh, I used to think he was a special uncle, but later I found out that he wasn't.

He is the same for all the roles he has played, only looking at the face.

I faintly feel that... it's because of me.

Then, there were two books related to my major on his desk.

When visiting the exhibition, I thought he was just randomly searching the Internet for the content of his awkward chat with me. It turned out that he bought books to read.

Regarding my major, it also caused a strong discussion in our family at the beginning.My grandma thinks that the wealth of the family business is of course not for outsiders. She hopes that I will learn management well, and even if it is not good, I will learn finance or something.

But I also have my own hobbies, and I don't want to get involved in the enterprise.

For this, I had a hard time with my grandma.

Later, he spoke to me and asked me to choose my favorite major.

And up to now, he has never asked me to go to the company for an internship.

Just because I said I don't like it and don't want to be involved.

Looking at the clothes and books, I feel very complicated.

At that time, my mind was full of thoughts, otherwise, let's have a showdown with him and ask for an understanding.

26.

It was almost ten o'clock, but he still didn't come back, and the phone still couldn't get through.

I am very puzzled by this, and even a little worried.

So I called his assistant, and the assistant said that he had left after the meeting, and counted two or three people I knew.As soon as I heard these names, I couldn't help shouting "Finish the ball" in my heart.

They are all the kind of people who look like dogs at ordinary times and play indiscriminately.

You know, there will always be a group of people who live a strong life in middle age, rely on their own little power in office, and play shamelessly when they get the chance.

But in our environment, no matter how far your business is, you will always meet a few of them—this is one of the reasons why I don't want to participate in the business of my dad's company.

With them, my dad would probably get drunk nine times out of ten.If you are not really drunk, you have to pretend to be drunk.

I asked where he was and went to him.

It's been a long time since I went to see him in person on social occasions. In fact, before my grandma retired, he often let me go.

At that time, he was not the leader of the company, but just a department head or something, and he had to socialize far more than now, and he was helpless.Every time he wants to retreat, he will secretly call me and ask me to find him.

I am his son. If the son comes to find his father in person, everyone will let him go.

If I don't let go, I will be blacked out.

I was underage at that time, and they didn't care about me.

Relying on this method, I did not save him from the fire and water.

When we arrived at the nightclub, it was already past 10:30, and the scene just started to get lively.In my dad's box, the scene was already very exciting, men and women were huddled together, the smell of alcohol and cigarettes mixed together, it was uncomfortable to enter.

Some people sing, some drink, some shake dice, and some almost occupy the bathroom.

I opened the door and went in, and no one found me all at once.

I saw my dad at a glance. He was leaning on the edge of the sofa, propping his head with his hands, with a smile on his face, listening to the girl in front of him.

I went around in circles, past the people who were having a good time, got up to him, and gave him a tug.

He looked drunk, I couldn't tell the truth from the fake, so I told him: It's too late, go home.

As if he didn't hear it, he said aggrievedly: "Why are you here?"Don't you ignore me?

I:……

I'll just pretend he's really drunk, don't bother with him, and plan to help him up.

But as soon as I touched him, he moved out of the way, and his movements were quite nimble.

He stared at me and said: Leave me alone!

The girl looked at us like this and was a little embarrassed, so she smiled and said: Brother X drank a lot today, and he was mixed up, he was very drunk, please be careful and help him out.

"Brother X" or something... It makes me want to roll my eyes.

I was raised by my father according to his gentlemanly style since I was a child. I didn't like such a quack style of painting at first, and it was even more annoying in this kind of scene.

I ignored her and just went to pull my dad.As a result, he pushed me away again.

It's okay to push me away, the point is, he actually hides beside the girl.

Second Olympic! !

I admit that I lost my composure, so I took him all over and yelled at him fiercely: "Will you come home with me!"

……

……

At this time, the singing just stopped.

The box is the quietest moment, I...

I have to hold on to the scene!Such an attacking character has been set up, so it can't just collapse after a while? ?

So, I continued to pull him up, turned my back to him, and said coldly: Come up!

The little girl may have been frightened by my voice just now, so she quickly pushed him and said: Brother X, stop being self-willed and go home with your boyfriend!

I:……

Did I mention that it was the quietest moment in the whole box? ? ?

...So, the embarrassment and weirdness at that time can be imagined.

I couldn't stay in this situation for a second.

very angry.

I turned my head and stared at him threateningly, I don't know if he was not completely drunk, or was frightened by my formation, anyway, he just obediently lay on my back.

In this way, under the watchful eyes of everyone, I carried him back with a dark face.

A waiter who hurried over looked at me helplessly, and called my dad "Brother X", as if he didn't know what to do.

The girl hurriedly explained: Brother X's boyfriend is very reliable, don't worry!

The waiter was relieved, and took me to find my dad's car again.

On the way home, the more I thought about the situation in the box, the more I felt something was wrong.

First of all, what he said to me was very ambiguous.

What's all this mess?It sounds like after a couple quarreled.

Secondly, why does that girl think that I am my dad's boyfriend?

What kind of character does he look like outside now? ?What exactly was instilled in the little girl, causing the little girl to misunderstand so confidently and thoroughly? ?

Third, those who played with him, why didn't they say anything? ?They used to call me "baby" enthusiastically when they saw me, as if I belonged to their children!

Have I changed a lot in the past two years?Is it no longer a baby? ?Don't they know me? ? ?

With these questions in mind, I hope he can sober up quickly.

So, when I got home, I threw him into the room and went out to make hangover soup.

At that time, I was quite tired and confused, and I was full of anger.To tell you the truth, I opened this post while standing in front of the stove, wanting to complain.But that update never came out.

Because, then he came out.

When I was writing a post, I suddenly felt someone approaching.I didn't know whether I had a short-circuited brain or bad intentions at that time, so I pretended not to notice and continued typing on the phone screen.

It was written all about him, and the emotions were several times more intense than the current one.

Just look at any sentence, you know the kind that I am very angry.

Feelings are also very clear.

But no matter how ill-intentioned I am, no matter how short-circuited my brain is, I just want him to see the little things in my heart, so as to save me from having a showdown... and he, who is much more than me, does not follow my script at all.

Alas, what should I say.

Inexplicably a little ashamed.

Although it's not a big deal.

—he hugged me.

My heavenly grandma, I really typed and deleted the above sentence several times.

As soon as I typed the words, I felt the heat on my waist.

Anyway, that's how it is.

He hugged my waist from behind, with his head resting on my shoulder... I wasn't even sure if he knew who I was, I just froze there.

This is more exciting than the princess hugging me before him.

Can you understand?After all, I fell asleep that time, and it was the most convenient way to carry me to the bed.Moreover, the other person is sober, and there is nothing wrong with him except that his mouth is a bit cheap.

This time it's different.

This kind of hug, I can't wash it into a normal relationship hug... and he is unconscious, it is completely a subconscious choice.

This is scary, right?

This hug lasted for about two or three minutes. I suspected that he was about to fall asleep, and the soup in the pot was boiling.

So I tried to push him away, he was pushed by me, staggered a bit, and almost fell.

I quickly helped him up, and couldn't help but ask: Do you know who I am?

He looked up at me and said: I know.

I said: Then who am I?

He listened, but stopped talking, and turned his body upside down again.

I:……

Later, I repeatedly asked "Who am I" three or four times, but he didn't give a definite answer. The closest answer was "baby"... What the fuck, it's the first time I despise my name so much.

Baby and baby can have two meanings! ! !

I couldn't figure it out, so I couldn't believe he was referring to me...

His mouth is really difficult to pry. I, who was originally quite sober, was dizzy by him.

In the end, I had no choice but to give up, and coaxed him to drink a bowl of soup for a long time, but didn't dare to let him take a bath.

He fell asleep, peacefully, and still hasn't woken up now.

I just hope he remembers everything when he wakes up.

If he dares to say he doesn't remember, I...

Ha ha.

I can eng him!

27.

As it turned out, I couldn't get him.

Blame me, weak chicken.

He slept almost all morning, and I was hesitating whether to call him when I heard movement in the master bedroom.

When I went in, I saw that he had already got up, sitting on the edge of the bed and rubbing his temples.Eyes closed, still looking uncomfortable.When I saw him like this, I felt a little soft-hearted.

When he saw me coming, he called out my name—just repeating words, let’s call it a nickname. [allow sad] [allow sad]

I became more reassured.

He asked: Did you get me back?

I said: Well.

He paused, then asked again: Did I say anything?

I thought about it, and I shook my head and said: No.

He looked worried: Really?

I stared at him and said: So what do you think you're going to say?

He pursed his lips and stopped talking.

My thinking at the time had changed. After all, it was quite naive to force him to ask him if he was speaking the truth after drinking.

I think, if he really has something in his heart, why can't he tell me soberly?

I don't care much about things that can't be expressed soberly.

Stubbornness always has no good fruit, so I was disappointed.

——He said: If you don’t say anything, forget it.

After speaking, I went to take a shower.

Immediately, I was suffocated and unwilling, and sat in front of his bed and sulked.

I don't have anything else to say about this kind of thing, I read it twice in the list, and then opened Mrs. XXXX's dialog box.After a little deliberation, I first asked her about going to Japan with my dad.

She said that they would mainly go to a few animation clubs to see if they could establish cooperation...and then by the way, they would also go to have fun.

hehe.The "mainly" and "by the way" are opposite in my dad.

One of their descriptions is the style of travel, and the other is the visual sense of business trips, so I am puzzled.

My dad took a 10-minute shower, and I meditated for 10 minutes.

When he came out, I made a decision and told him: I also want to go to Japan.

He didn't seem to hear clearly, he turned his head while wiping his hair, and asked me: Huh?

I stood up and approached him, and said word for word: I also want to go to Japan.

Then, I saw a smile on his lips, the kind that can't help it.I'm sure he was overjoyed.I didn't expect that there would be a day when I could see him clearly, hum.

After a while, he said: OK, give me your passport this afternoon.

-- Divider --

I told Mrs. XXXX that I would go to Japan together, and she laughed for ten seconds.

Then he said: Do you want to do this?I really don't want to be a light bulb!

When I told her about it, I was very serious and couldn't be affected by her smile.

So, I asked her seriously: What do you think, how about a showdown with him when I was traveling?

She let out an "ah" and said: Not very... good.

I said: why?

She said: How should I put it, um... Let me give you an example.When we were in middle school, we took part in a small tour of the club, and there was a pair of seniors and sisters who were very ambiguous, but they didn't like it enough to have a date, maybe they just wanted to have a fling.As a result, travel is a good opportunity. If you get a hit while traveling, it will be counted in the travel, and it will not be counted after you go back to school.

This example is too unreliable, I am not convinced.

I said: Do you think my dad can be this kind of person?

She said: Yes!Your dad is that kind of person!

I:……

She said: You have never had sex with your dad, and you don't know about him... He would not easily establish a relationship with others. Otherwise, there are so many people who like him, why has he never developed a real relationship?

... It makes sense.

After all, I have experienced his ambiguity.

He's such a scumbag.

I said: what should I do?

She said: If you don't show your cards, you can find a way to lure him to a show.

I said: how to lure?

She said: Hmm... dedication?

I said:……

The conversation fell silent for a while, I stroked my fingers, and asked: What's the difference between this showdown with myself?This is not dew?

She confidently said: Of course there is a difference!You listen to me tell you, this logic must be different.You may know your dad very well, but I must know your dad's love thinking better than you.If you have a showdown and something happens, it's all your fault. If he gets scumbag, he'll be a wild shot later...

When I hear this word, why am I so uncomfortable?

Quickly interrupt her: Who said I want to sleep with him?

She said: You don't want to sleep with him, what are you talking about?Don't you think it's not harmonious enough now?

...The big sister is still the one with the bright eyes and the thorough analysis.

Me: You go on.

She said: According to his personality, it is very possible to regard the journey as an abnormal state.So if you show your cards and he doesn't want to take it, you're out of luck.But if you don't say anything and tease him to attack you first, he will be more responsible.Because you think, you two are so close, he has never done anything to you, but his mind is obviously impure, which means that he has concerns, and it is difficult to break through under normal circumstances... that... shackles?

Her Chinese proficiency is also soso, and some words are always uncertain.

I affirmed: Yes, shackles.

She said: You give him a chance, let him break through, he will be grateful to you.If he really has a lot of thoughts about you, wouldn't you all be happy?

I was lost in thought.

Sounds like logic.

But why so around?

Is what my dad thinks really that complicated?

Anyway, I'm a bit tempted by the proposal.

Come to think of it, he just hugged me that night.

But if it's not just about hugging, at least I won't be afraid to nudge him the next day!