My father has been oppressing me all his life and bearing my mother’s brains because I’m red and white (it’s not his son’s type) and he’s a dull brunette. But my brother, also a dull brunette, was worn on his neck all his life, allowing the asshole everything. As a result, on the anniversary of his parents' wedding, he once again raised this topic. My mother couldn’t stand it and said that I was his son, but my brother was his best friend’s son. My father didn’t believe me, I did a DNA test, my mother didn’t lie)))