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In 19XX, Zou Bei was born in the declining Zoujia Village. The mountains were very poor and the mountains were not worthy of transportation. The only way to go to the town was to walk on two legs. My mother could not accept the pain of the mountains. She left her daughter and left her with someone before the moon was over. From then on, the father and daughter depended on each other, and Zou Feng used all his abilities to pamper his daughter.

Zou Feng didn't know when he started to have fantasy about his little daughter, and he didn't know when his "love" for his daughter took root and sprouted in his heart, rejected all the beauty of the outside world, and lived with his daughter alone, and finally one day he overwhelmed his daughter under irrationality.

When Zou Bei was unwilling to find a stepmother for him, he no longer knew that he had walked into the mud of incest. Everyone's existence was optional. After experiencing the feeling of orgasm for the first time at the age of eleven, he fell in love with this feeling. However, the more knowledge he learned, the deeper the things he learned, everything changed, and such love was sour.

Zou Bei hated...

Endless hatred, hating why that man possessed himself, hating that man stole his chastity, and hating even more...

Why was that man his father unable to bear such truth at the very beginning? Zou Bei walked away from that dirty place and towards the colorful world.

Zou Feng couldn't remember that the year, January, and that day, I only remember when the person who said "Dad is the best, and I also love Dad hates himself, saying that he is dirty, saying that he is dirty, and saying that he is a thief, Zou Feng was silent, is he a thief?

Bebe...

Dad stole your body and couldn't steal your heart. Compared to me, I had nothing.

The man closed his slender eyes, and the hot tears fell from his hair, so painful and peaceful.

Time passed quietly. Zou Bei saw the reality of the prosperous city, the despicable face of the flower man, and the polluted hearts of the people. He recalled the man who was waiting for him to come home all the time. He thought that as long as it was true love, it was sweet and warm. Whether it was incest, despicable or perverted, it was just a hurdle in his heart. With a strong father, the pressure was not pressure, it was a tape portrayed by life, and the wrinkles left by love.

The grain in the house is full of food, and the harvest cannot warm Zou Feng's heart. The cold, the biting cold wind can penetrate into every crack of the bone. In the quiet yard, only my heartbeat is rhythmic. Baby, Dad once said: This life will be your retreat. No matter where you go, no matter what you encounter, this will be your home, Dad is waiting for you at home.

Three years later, when Zou Bei appeared in front of Zou Feng with empty hands, he said to the vicissitudes of life in a calm tone: I am living here, I am dying here.

The man looked at the pretty person and said, "Dad with you...