Chapter 27:

"What's the matter with you?"

Hearing Quoc Minh's question, Aunt Hang awkwardly hummed for a moment: "Quoc Minh, I know it's very difficult for you, but except for you, I don't know who to rely on, nor do my friends. No one, grandma or grandma can't help her, only me."

Shedding tears, Aunt Hang choked in pain.

Seeing Aunt Hang like that, he immediately softened.

Initially, when the whole body was wet and dry, she went to the city to go to school, Aunt Hang was the one who helped the whole body a lot, from eating, sleeping and admission procedures.

Although she said that she was friends with the mother of the original body, but Aunt Hang had no obligation to take care of him, being able to help was very grateful, but she took care of everything.

Relatives are not sure to have meaningful love like aunt, today seeing aunt so pitiful, even if he is not the original body, he cannot leave it.

"What's wrong, auntie?"

The story is that Aunt Hang and her husband returned from work for a few days, because they were tired, so they did not pay too much attention to the situation of their son.

By the time he found out, he had locked himself in his room for several days until he lost consciousness.

Fearing that something would happen to their son, the couple rushed to carry the child to the hospital, the doctor said that their son was mentally depressed, tired to the point of exhaustion like Quoc Minh, so he lost consciousness.

At the same time, the school called home, telling them that Dang Khoa's test scores were not good. Thinking that he had always studied quite well, now that he received bad test scores, he was afraid.

The couple thought and felt that at this age, it was normal to be pressured for test scores, so they both sympathized with him, did not intend to blame him at all, and comforted him without needing to worry. Think a lot, it's just the first semester, the second semester, try harder.

His face at that time was not too good, people thought that because his son still cared about this, he did not care too much.

A few days later, when the two were having lunch together, their son suddenly informed them of a shocking news, saying that he was a third gender.

Aunt Hang's husband almost got a heart attack, got angry and beat him to faint.

In her husband's heart, although he was apologetic, he could not accept this, firmly disagreed, forcing Dang Khoa to live according to nature.

Seeing that he couldn't reason with his father, Dang Khoa once again locked himself up, making her husband furious.

Both disputes did not give way to anyone, while being too angry, the husband kicked his son out of the house, the son was also very determined to leave, not even taking any furniture.

Two days have passed with no news of her son, Aunt Hang is impatient, wants to ask her family or the police to find her, but the husband is afraid of losing face, insists on not letting her go, saying: "then he will have to go home, what do you care for him, if you find him back, is it the same as accepting his wrongs. It is because of your pampering that makes him turn into a different person. who is like that".

Aunt Hang sobbed: "He goes without taking anything, doesn't bring money with him, how will he live when he's outside?"

Her eyes were red, she held his hand tightly: "I know it's difficult for you, but please help me."

Confused about what to do, he glanced at the female student who was always pretending to clean not far away, her eyes were also filled with tears, seeing him kicking his eyes to signal, she bit her lips and nodded to comfort her. Aunt Hang.

"Let me ask a few more friends, but I'm afraid I can't help it by myself, will you allow it?"

Using her hand to wipe her cheek, Aunt Hang couldn't breathe, and nodded repeatedly.

With consent, he immediately called Lu Jianhua and the others. Fortunately, we were still awake at this time, otherwise he would have to give up alone.

Handing over the shop to two people, he and Lu Jianhua split up to search for people according to the picture provided by Aunt Hang.

"Besides the picture, are there any other features that can be identified, it's not the way to divide it up."

"That's right, I ran so tired that I didn't see anyone like that, I'm afraid he will go out of this neighborhood."

The group was drenched in sweat, exhausted, panting, some unsteady, some already sitting on the ground, some leaning against the wall, panting.

"I'm so sorry guys", this should be his own, but bothering these three people.

"What's wrong, isn't it a friend?", Tong Trach's tired face was still smiling.

"You're really excited."

"Of course"

Thanh Dinh: "What are you watching Lu Jianhua?"

"Not sure, the space is too dark, my friends can only take such a blurry picture", frowning and squinting, Lu Jianhua tried to look closely at the person in the picture.

The three immediately became serious, huddled together to look at the picture on their phones.

The teenager was covered in wounds, lying on the ground, surrounded by strangers laughing.

Even he can't see if it's really that small teenager, but it's better to come than never, if something happens, he's afraid he doesn't know what to say to Hang.

"Looking at that brat is disgusting, it's too dirty for my eyes."

"What's more, you're so young, you're already like this, you're stealing someone else's lover, how will you grow up?"

"Having a father without a mother to teach him, he lost his education just like his grandparents"

"But I didn't expect it, looking at Mr. Hai like that, he likes that brat."

"Let's just cross the street, bro, there's nothing like it, straight guys can play with it, it's mostly just stabbing, nothing more."

The more he listened, the more bloodthirsty he got, Quoc Minh didn't say a word, rushed into a fight with the people who were laughing at each other.

Seeing that his friend volunteered to go first, Lu Kien Hoa's group of three was not inferior, and also dragged some of Lu Kien Hoa's brothers into the fight, fighting for the children.

Crying without tears, one of the group was also stepped on by Quoc Minh a few times.

He gritted his teeth: "Where's that kid now?"

The blond man crushed his hand, crying in pain: "in, alley 301, next to the bar".