About me becoming a beautiful girl

Sitting on the bed in my room, the door of the room was locked by me from the inside, and from time to time there would be the sound of my parents arguing outside.

I knew that this was the result of going home, but I was glad that I wasn't thrown out.

wiped the tears on his face, opened the lock screen of the mobile phone, and what caught his eye was a string of messages from Bai Ge.

Hehe, finally remembered that I was here, I wanted to block him directly, but after thinking about it, I still didn't do it.

It's not his fault, most of it is my fault, I just hope that it won't be too embarrassing when we get along in the future.

With a somewhat incoherent finger, I typed word by word, and the whole process of sending me love letters to me was caught by him and typed out the whole process.

Send.

Lying in bed, after doing all this, I feel a little more relaxed in my heart, so be it, I don't know how embarrassing it will be when we meet again.

"Knock knock—"

There was a knock on the door from the outside.

"Lan Ci, open the door, my mother has something to tell you."

I wiped my face vigorously to make sure there were no tears before I opened the door, but my swollen eyes must be obvious by now.

When I opened the door, I sat on the bed again, not daring to look at my mother, and involuntarily rubbed the thread of my clothes.

"Lan Ci, you tell your mother, what happened, how did you become like this."

I was silent, my head organizing the language, and it wasn't my fault, but to tell the truth, would my mother believe it?

"Mom, I said I didn't do it, do you believe it?"

"Mom will always believe in you."

Mom replied without the slightest hesitation.

My heart is a little more settled, and I feel warm.

Glancing at the window, I explained every detail of the day of the transformation, for fear that my mother would not believe it, and even wanted to take off my clothes to show my mother what surgery could become so thorough, but my mother stopped me.

My mother has been sitting next to me for a long time, and I probably can't accept such a fantastical thing, after all, this is not a novel or a comic, and it is still too far-fetched for a person who has believed in materialism all his life to believe such a fantastic thing, and even I still feel like a dream.

Standing up from the bed, my mother rubbed my head, went out without saying anything, and closed the door before leaving the room.

Mom probably dragged Dad back to the bedroom, and I could only hear Dad howling a few louder times once in a while.

My bedroom was on the northernmost side, and my mother's master bedroom was on the southernmost side, with a small bedroom in between, so I couldn't really hear what they were saying.

The sporadic sounds that came from time to time made me so distraught that I had no choice but to put the quilt over my head and the headrest over the quilt.

I didn't eat at night, but I didn't feel hungry, and the pain of my menstrual period had covered up the feeling of hunger, maybe I cried too much, and I felt sleepy as soon as I closed my eyes.

When I woke up in the morning, it was not yet dawn, but the sound of cooking was already coming from the kitchen, and I turned over and wanted to sleep for a while.

"Knock knock-"

"Get up, Lan Ci."

With a knock on the door, the mother's voice came from outside the door.

Rubbing his eyes, his brain, which was so agitated by his mother's voice, sensed that something was wrong.

When I lifted the quilt, I found that I had changed my clothes, and when I felt it carefully, my stomach didn't seem to hurt so badly. Sanitary napkins are not yesterday's styles anymore.

What's going on?

This sudden change made my whole body confused, did I sleepwalk in the middle of the night and get up to change the bathroom or change a set of clothes by the way?

Looking through my memories of last night, I remember that my mother seemed to have been here in the middle of the night, and then I couldn't remember it clearly.

It should have been changed for me by my mother, probably my body has been checked, and the sanitary napkins have been changed.

I casually put on a jacket and pants, and when I walked out of the room, I saw my father sitting at the table with a serious expression, noticing that I was coming out and glancing at me.

"Come over for a bite to eat, I'll take you to the hospital for a check-up."

Dad's tone is better today than yesterday, although he is still very serious, but at least he is not as fierce as yesterday, I don't know if it was because he woke up from alcohol, or if his mother told him something last night.

Going to the hospital?

It's okay, at least it can prove that I'm not a shemale, I'm pretty sure I'm not a shemale, who can still come to the menstrual period.

Sitting at the table, I stared at the bowl of noodles in front of me, not daring to look at my father opposite, and he didn't move his chopsticks, and the atmosphere was very awkward for a while.

"Eat, what are you father and daughter doing in a daze." Mom came over with a small plate of pickles.

"Eat."

This meal is very painful, not because the noodles boiled in water are not delicious, although from snacks to big, but my mother cooks me still love to eat.

In their words, it's good to eat something, don't pick and choose.

I just ate a few bites of noodles, and my stomach suddenly hurt, and the pain was so painful that I almost threw up, but fortunately, after a day of torture, I have gradually become Xi to this pain, but my brow is still slightly wrinkled, and my father happened to see it.

"What's wrong?"

Dad put down his rice bowl and noticed that something was wrong with me, and his tone softened a little.

"It's okay, my stomach hurts."

I want to continue to eat because of the discomfort, I don't want to be scolded by my father, if I say that I have a menstrual period and the pain is going to die, he will definitely scold me again.

But Dad didn't say anything, just picked up the kettle, poured a cup of hot water and pushed it in front of me: "Drink some hot water to warm your stomach." "

“....... Thank you. I

stared blankly at this cup of hot water, and for a moment wondered if I had crossed over, and if my father had been taken away by aliens? God knows why my father, who used to be so fierce to me, suddenly became gentle with me.

I stole a glance up at my dad, who was munching on the bowl of noodles, not noticing that I was looking at him, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Okay, don't blame your dad, he just drinks and likes to get drunk, let's eat first."

Mom opened her mouth at the right time, I nodded imperceptibly, but I still felt that my father must have been taken away by aliens overnight, and my father, who was so fierce to me since I was a child, couldn't be so gentle!