dangerous road

The first time Yan Fei saw Zheng Mingyi's lover was on a sunny afternoon that was dazzling.

As soon as school starts in September, she will be in her third year of high school. As usual, the school will organize make-up classes for the graduating grades during the summer vacation.But even this extra make-up class can't alleviate Yan Fei's mother's sense of chaos when the college entrance examination is approaching.After many inquiries and repeated comparisons, she finally chose a training institution and resolutely sent her daughter to one-on-one math tutoring.

Yan Fei was 1 unwilling.The make-up lessons at school have made her dying, and with the one-on-one teaching on Sunday, she feels that she can dig a hole with a small earth shovel and bury herself.But she really can't get on the table in mathematics, the reason is the first, and the college entrance examination is a one-off thing, so she can't be sloppy, so she has to agree to go to class every Sunday under the sun.

When she went there for the first time, her mind was filled with vicious threats from her Lady Queen: "One hundred and twenty one classes! You think I have too much money and no place to spend it? Isn't it all for you! Check it out in January! If it doesn’t work, I’m going to come back and mess with you!”

... For me, for me, everything is for me, you are all right, it was me who was wrong, right? !

Yan Fei suddenly felt a little wronged. Standing in the bus and looking at the shop signs passing by at a constant speed, she felt her body shivering as the car moved forward. The smell of sweat churning in the car made her a little sick .

She suddenly had the illusion that she didn't know where she should go.

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Finally, when get out of class was over, Yan Fei dawdled at the gate.On the one hand, I don’t want to go out to meet the heat wave outside, and on the other hand, I want to go home quickly to get the large seedless sandy watermelon that has been cut in half in the refrigerator.After walking back and forth through the door for a few steps, she finally closed her eyes, opened the heavy glass door, and walked to the steamy curb in summer.

The place for training is on the second floor of a building.There are many shops on both sides of the building, and on the opposite side is a residential area that looks a little old.Less than 200 meters to the right is a crossroad, and there is a shopping center next to the intersection, and there are many vehicles and pedestrians passing by.

This area is relatively prosperous, but Yan Fei's home is nearly half an hour's drive away from here, and it happens to be in the opposite direction from the school.So she seldom comes here, and she has no impression of this road section in her mind.

She held up the umbrella and walked to the milk tea shop with minimal movements.The weather is too hot, even the air is scalding hot, inhaling the nostrils is like a ball of fire, and it can burn all the way into the lungs.

"Boss! I want a glass of lime green." Yan Fei brushed her sweat-drenched hair behind her ears, revealing a slightly flushed face.

The woman who was sitting on the chair and reading the newspaper with the electric fan got up, raised her eyelids, glanced at her expressionlessly, picked up the tongs and started putting lemons into the big plastic cup.

When the weather is hot, people tend to get tired, and even the enthusiasm for greeting business seems to be suffocated, and the movements are also slowed down by half a beat.

Yan Fei reached out and grabbed the neckline of the T-shirt and shook it vigorously, trying to create a little wind to comfort her sweaty neck.She could clearly feel the sweat sliding down her chest into her bra, and then absorbed by the pockets, making her entire upper body sticky.

How disgusting, she thought.

"Boss! Please add more ice." She yelled again, took out a five-dollar coin from her pants purse and pressed it on the table.

The woman's movements paused for a moment, and then she maintained the same frequency as before, moving unhurriedly.She symbolically added two more pieces of ice, then closed her mouth absent-mindedly, put the lime green on the table, fumbled for two coins and threw them into the coin box, then sat back where she was just now, and continued to blow on the electric fan and read the newspaper.

It's amazing, like a programmed robot.

Thinking this way, Yan Fei picked up the lemon green tea and poked the straw in hard.

The plastic film was punctured vigorously and made a dissatisfied sound.She quickly took a big sip, feeling the wonderful sensation of the cold drink stimulating her gums.

...Finally alive.

Small drops of water condensed on the outer wall of the cup, they seeped into Yan Fei's fingers, gathered into a thin stream of water and slid down her wrist.Yan Fei greedily wiped her face with cold water, and turned around to go to the bus station not far away.

Cars roared past on the main road, rolling up waves of dusty heat and sweeping across the tip of the nose.She wrinkled her nose in disgust, and just as she took a step, a familiar voice came from not far behind, her cautious tone mixed with inexplicable joy.

"... Yan Fei?"

Yan Fei froze for a moment, then turned around again, and under the dizzy thick sunlight, saw Zheng Mingyi who had just returned from shopping in the supermarket.

And his lover, Zhou Yang.

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"Hello? Mom, I'll be back later today." Yan Fei sat on the fabric sofa at Zheng Mingyi's house, her palms holding the phone felt a little hot.

"Not coming back? What's going on?"

The voice over the radio became hoarse.Yan Fei swallowed her saliva, looked up at Zhou Yang who was putting the yogurt she just bought into the refrigerator, then poked her head to look at Zheng Mingyi who was busy in the kitchen, and finally said in a low voice, "It's just... oh It’s too hot in the afternoon, I want to go to the nearby McDonald’s to sit for a while, eat something before returning.”

"...Are you so hot that you don't even go home."

"Mom~ I've been in class all afternoon, you don't have pity on me..." Yan Fei began to play tricks.

There was a moment of silence on the phone, and then he said with a sneer: "I think you want to be alone outside, and you say it so nicely, you think I don't know about your fluffy intestines...Okay, be careful outside , I’ll hear back after dinner. You have to go to school tomorrow, so don’t go out all the time.”

"Okay, I got it. I got it. Goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, the phone screen was covered with sweat.Yan Fei stared at the phone in a daze for a while, then pulled out a piece of paper and absently wiped the sweat stains on it.

A bottle of yogurt was suddenly placed on the tea table in front of him.Yan Fei, who was emptying her mind, was startled, and looked up at Zhou Yang's face with a gentle smile.

"It's hot, drink it first, Mingyi is cutting watermelon with you."

As he spoke, he touched the remote control of the air conditioner under the coffee table, made a few beeps, and adjusted the temperature from the initial 16 degrees to 24 degrees.

The air conditioner was turned on by Zheng Mingyi as soon as he got home, and the temperature was pressed all the way to 16 degrees as soon as he turned it on.He was greedy for coolness, Yan Fei remembered.And she herself too.

Zhou Yang noticed her gaze, smiled and put the remote control back on the coffee table.

"He's always like this. He always adjusts the lowest temperature when he comes up. I said that a sudden drop in temperature is not good for the body, and it's not good for the air conditioner, but he just doesn't change it."

Yan Fei smiled politely, and didn't know what to say, so she picked up the yogurt with the straw inserted in front of her and took a small sip.The lemon green tea she had just drank was still swaying in her stomach, and she could hear the small gurgling sound of the liquid hitting the stomach wall when she moved a little.

She really didn't want to drink anything if she could.It's just that there is nothing to do now, and it would be impolite not to drink.Zhou Yang sat aside and looked at her, his gentle eyes fell on Yan Fei lightly, but it made her feel hotter than the August sunshine outside the house.

She could only lower her head and bite the straw.

When the atmosphere was getting awkward, Zheng Mingyi finally stepped out of the kitchen carrying a fruit tray, on which were sand-filled watermelons cut into beautiful triangles and neatly sized.

"If I had known I would have met you today, I would have bought seedless ones. It's really rare to serve." He sat down next to Zhou Yang, stretched his long legs to reach the trash can, took out a toothpick, and began to pick out the seeds from the watermelon.

Yan Fei pouted. "Don't you also eat seeds with seeds, you have the nerve to say me."

Zhou Yang's eyes wandered back and forth between the two, and he smiled in a good mood.

"Sure enough, they are brothers and sisters... He thinks that seedless melons are expensive and heavy, and it's annoying to carry them in summer, and he doesn't want to eat them when he buys seeds. mouth."

The corner of Zheng Mingyi's mouth raised slightly, and he reached out and handed the clean-seeded watermelon to Yan Fei: "Why, you complained as soon as my sister came, and wanted to rebel."

"How dare I." Zhou Yang also picked up a piece of watermelon and picked up the seeds, and brought it to Zheng Mingyi's mouth.The latter bit down and showed a successful smile.

Yan Fei sat aside, gnawing on a watermelon and looking at the two big men.She suddenly felt that this scene was very familiar, just like she had watched the scene dialogue between her parents countless times.Although the two in the family had never picked watermelon seeds for each other, although she didn't quite understand what was surging in the middle, she recognized it.

That's the same.

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Zheng Mingyi and Yan Fei are cousins.

Yan Fei was brought up by her grandmother, and she is closer to the people on her mother's side.Since she was a child, she liked to cling to Zheng Mingyi, like a little tail, she couldn't shake it off.Zheng Mingyi was also happy to let her follow him, and took her around all day long. The ideological barrier caused by the 14-year age difference disappeared like bubbles on the cousins.

Yan Fei never calls Brother Zheng Mingyi, she finds it disgusting, so she often calls him by his first name in a rather imposing manner.The adults in the family are used to her, and someone who was called by her first name didn't feel inappropriate at all, so she just responded happily.

At that time, Zheng Mingyi was a standard good boy in the eyes of adults.Good grades, good conduct, good looks, all neighbors like him.He was admitted to a key high school with excellent grades, and then successfully passed the college entrance examination to enter the best university in the city.After graduating from university, he went abroad to study for graduate school. After returning to China, he was admitted by a foreign company, and gradually achieved the position of manager of the personnel department.

Zheng Mingyi, who was so smooth, was naturally set as Yan Fei's benchmark by the adults in his family.The queen of her family often said: "Learn from your brother! Why can't you let me save my heart!"

Yan Fei generally listened to this long series of clichéd nagging in silence, then turned her head and rolled her eyes secretly, and the next step was to call Zheng Mingyi to complain.

"Zheng Mingyi!"

She was furious.The voice on the other side sounded both helpless and happy.

"What's the matter, Missy?"

"It's not because of you! Hey, I said you are my mother's own, right?"

"Damn."

After venting, Yan Fei's anger and mood improved, and she sat down at the table with a smile and went to do her homework obediently.

It's just that life always likes to tease people, and no one can live smoothly all the time.The fact that Zheng Mingyi didn't have a girlfriend until the age of 30 made Yan Fei's aunt, who had always been very reassuring of her son, finally couldn't sit still, and began to inquire about her son's emotional trends.Consciously or unintentionally, she kept telling Zheng Mingyi that the girl from Lao Jiang's family next door was about to get married, and the son of Lao Song's family on the sixth floor also brought his girlfriend in. She almost asked when you could bring a daughter-in-law home.Zheng Mingyi just listened silently, and didn't express his personal opinion. In the end, he just said calmly, Mom, it's still early, don't worry.

Yan Fei's aunt almost flipped the table.Not urgent? ! Is it too late for a 30-year-old?If you feel that other people's children have learned how to make soy sauce, don't worry!

After the conversation was fruitless, my aunt made a phone call to her own sister—that is, Yan Fei's mother to vent her dissatisfaction.As soon as the two women picked up the receiver, they talked endlessly and muttered for an hour, which made Yan Fei's father, who was trying to sleep at the side, in agony.

Then one night when Yan Fei was soaking her feet with her queen, Queen Zhuangruo inadvertently started the conversation.

"Little girl, Mommy asks you something."

When Yan Fei heard this rare address, she immediately tensed her back.On weekdays, she was called by her first name, and the warmth that appeared out of nowhere made her feel a little chilly.

"Mom, just speak up when you have something to say, don't be so euphemistic."

The queen was mercilessly exposed by her daughter, and felt that her dignity as a mother had been challenged, so she couldn't help being a little annoyed for a while.So she didn't pretend at all, raised her eyebrows and ordered: "Say! Does Zheng Mingyi have a girlfriend?"

Yan Fei understood what was going on in an instant, and leaned down to wash her ankles.

"I don't know. You don't know how to ask yourself."

The Queen clicked her tongue impatiently, with a clear look of disgust on her face, "Why are you such a bad boy?"

"If I could ask you, I would still come to you. I have something wrong with me. Hey, didn't he tell you in private? I think he always takes you out for dinner."

Yan Fei looked at the face of her usually high-ranking queen mother, who lit up as if lit up, with an incomparably strong thirst for knowledge, and secretly sighed in her heart, it was so scary.

She didn't answer, but took out a towel from the footbath and put it on her calf, feeling the wet heat from the towel seeping into the blood vessels along the skin, and her whole body became warm.

There was silence in the toilet for a while, until the Queen's voice suddenly lowered and hesitated: "Hey, you said... Could Zheng Mingyi be gay?"

Yan Fei froze for a moment, then reflexively defended Zheng Mingyi.

"Mom, don't make wild guesses. You don't know anything yet. What kind of nonsense are you guessing?"

She was inexplicably flustered.In fact, she had thought of this a long time ago, but she never said it.Yan Fei always felt that it was one thing to think in his heart, but another thing to say it on the stage.There are some things that can only be thought about in your heart, and once you say it, it might come true.

"What do you mean 'you don't know anything'? Let me tell you that your mother knows a lot." Yan Fei's mother was very dissatisfied with her daughter's underestimation of her level of gossip, and said everything she knew. . "You forgot, Zheng Mingyi wrote about homosexuality in his graduate thesis. Two days ago, he helped your aunt wipe the windows, and suddenly asked, what would your aunt do if he liked men? Your aunt thought he must be joking , Opening his mouth is to say that the old lady interrupted your dog legs, and he fell silent in the end. Now your aunt is getting more and more wrong, and she wants to ask more questions but she doesn't know how to speak. What do you call this? "

While listening, Yan Fei silently wrung out the towel and wiped her feet.Faced with the Queen's look of anticipation, she stood up, threw the towel back into the footbath, and lightly said, "Go ahead. This is Zheng Mingyi's own business, I don't care."

She didn't call Zheng Mingyi to report this matter, and their relationship is still as close as ever.However, Yan Fei secretly made up her mind.If Zheng Mingyi really finds a man for the rest of his life, she will definitely stand by his side and stand by him without hesitation.

Regardless of its secular vision, ethics and morality, see its ghosts.That was Zheng Mingyi, her brother.

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Then, as if to prove Yan Fei's idea that "some things may come true once they are revealed", Zheng Mingyi confessed during the reunion dinner on New Year's Eve this year.It was only later that Yan Fei found out that, to use a more professional term, it was coming out of the closet.

During the New Year's Eve dinner, according to the convention, the younger generation should stand up and toast.Also by convention, the oldest person takes the lead.Zheng Mingyi picked up a glass of beer and stood up. For some reason, his hands and feet flustered, and he almost knocked over Yan Fei's father's bowl and chopsticks.The noisy table of people quickly quieted down, and a dozen pairs of beaming eyes looked at Zheng Mingyi who was desperately licking his lips and brewing.He was also smiling, but the corners of his mouth trembled slightly.

Yan Fei put down her chopsticks subconsciously.Inexplicably, she began to get nervous about Zheng Mingyi.

"...First of all! The New Year is here! First, let's wish everyone all the best! Speaking alone, I hope grandpa, grandma, and grandpa are all in good health! Don't save on what you want to eat and drink. Now it's yours to enjoy. It’s time, what are you doing to save money? Then there’s my aunt and uncle… I wish you success in your work! Try to make more money this year and buy a new car! As for Yan Fei, you only have one thing—study hard, hear? You must work hard to get into a good university !Finally, my parents...in the new year, you two should quarrel less. I come back once a week and the house is still a mess. Do you think I would like to stay at home? Um...then That's it! Happy New Year! I did it!"

"...Hey, okay, let's do it together!"

Everyone is cheering.Through the heat steaming from the induction cooker on the table, Yan Fei saw Zheng Mingyi's upturned neck and Adam's apple sliding up and down while drinking.She watched him drink it down, put the empty glass back on the table heavily, and then wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, even the awkward smile on her face was wiped away by this blow.

"I still have something to say."

The atmosphere at the dinner table, which was heated up by the words just now, eased down again.Yan Fei's father answered with a smile, "Why, are you still talking about addiction?"

This kind joke did not make Zheng Mingyi's complexion any better.He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the determination in those eyes made Yan Fei feel scared.

Her heart was beating fast, and her palms were sweating.

"I know it's not good for people who celebrate the Chinese New Year to say this, and our family's New Year can't be lived well this year. But I can't do it if I don't say it... I've been hiding it for long enough, and I can't go on like this."

The smiles on the faces of the adults hadn't had time to take back, they were frozen halfway, and it seemed that everyone's faces were a little strangely distorted.

"I haven't talked about a girlfriend for so long because... I like... men. I have been with a man for more than a year. He is from the sales department of our company and is two years younger than me. We are serious , not just for fun, I... want to live a good life with him. So parents, I know that it is useless to say sorry, and this is not something that can be solved by being sorry. The son is gay, cannot marry a wife, and cannot carry on the family line. Maybe you will also be gossiped. I will admit whatever you want, beating or scolding, or being swept out of the house. But no matter what, you are my parents."

Zheng Mingyi's voice was trembling.His eyes turned red after he finished speaking, he sniffed and stopped talking.

Yan Fei's head went into chaos with a bang.She is the type who will cry when she sees people cry. When she saw Zheng Mingyi crying, her nose sore, she began to cry reflexively.She vigorously blinked away the excess water vapor in her eyes, and her vision changed from blurred to clear.At that moment, she saw the pale face of her uncle and aunt.

There was a dead silence at the dinner table for a while, no one spoke, and they didn't know how to speak.Zheng Mingyi cleared his throat with a cough, and lowered his head to stare at a plate of braised fish on the table, his voice also quieted down.

"...I just want to tell you this matter. It is impossible to hide this kind of matter forever, you will always know, sooner or later it will be said, I hope you can—"

"--roll!!"

The silence was followed by a sudden outburst.There was a loud bang, the sound of Uncle Yan Fei slapping the table with one hand.He slapped it so hard, it was like throwing his hand on the table hard.The dishes vibrated, and Yan Fei shivered in fright, shivering on the chair.

She had never seen her uncle lose such a big temper.

Zheng Mingyi's face froze, his eyes were still fixed on the plate of fish.

"Are you gay with me?! What the hell are you doing to be gay?!! You still have to be shameless! Get out! Get out with me!!"

Veins popped out of Uncle's neck, which was almost roaring, and his ferocious face was like a raging beast.He glared at his son of 32 years, looking like he wanted to tear him apart.

Yan Fei looked at Zheng Mingyi who was still obstinately lowering his head, two tears shattered into the bowl in front of him.

Zheng Mingyi raised the back of his hand and rubbed his eyes, got off the table sullenly, picked up the coat and bag on the sofa, opened the door and walked out of the house.The air trembled imperceptibly, empty.

The door creaked shut, separating the two worlds.

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The first to speak was Yan Fei's three-year-old niece.She stood aside and tugged at the corner of Yan Fei's clothes, and asked in a childish voice: "Auntie~~I, I want to eat candy~~~"

This sentence finally woke up everyone at the table, Yan Fei raised her head and glanced around in a panic.Auntie buried her face in her palms, trembling from crying.Uncle remained in the same posture just now.Dad started smoking and Mom was silent.The three old people sat on the upper table, looking like they had condensed into several old sculptures.

...Where is Zheng Mingyi?

Oh, he's gone.

Thinking of this, Yan Fei suddenly felt a burst of suffocating pain in her chest.She pushed the chair away with a bang, stood up, and rushed to the door without hesitation.

"Where are you going, Yan Fei? Come back to me!"

Without replying, she opened the door and rushed into the corridor.The cold air outside suddenly hit her face covered with tears, it was chilling to the bottom of my heart.

Grandma's house is on the eighth floor and there is no elevator.She stepped down the stairs in two steps in a hurry, and shouted down: "Zheng Mingyi——! Zheng Mingyi, wait!"

In the narrow space, the sound spread down layer by layer, and the voice-activated sensor lights in the corridor instantly lit up transparently.Yan Fei raised her hand to wipe away the cold tears on her face, but found that she couldn't finish it no matter what.She didn't know the point of chasing after her, and she was too confused to think about what to say when she caught up.Zheng Mingyi cried, and this fact was enough to make her do some actions that she couldn't understand.

Sometimes she even felt that everyone did everything without any definite reason.

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Yan Fei caught up with him at the corner of the stairs on the second and third floors.She stood at the door of a household on the third floor, staring blankly at Zheng Mingyi, who was separated from her by more than ten steps.She suddenly felt that he was very, very far away from her, so far that she couldn't reach him no matter what.

Under the dim light, Zheng Mingyi's face looked bloodless and sallow, with wet tears hanging on his cheeks.Even in such an embarrassing situation, he still slowly and hard-pressed to show Yan Fei a comforting smile.

Yan Fei immediately broke down emotionally, jumped down the stairs in a rampage, and fell into the latter's arms, crying for a while.She was sobbing loudly while spurning herself. She was going to come out to comfort others, but in the end she was comforted by others.

"You, where are you... Where are you going?" She tried her best to control her trembling voice, smoothed her tongue and tried to utter a complete sentence.

Zheng Mingyi's face became extremely soft in Yan Fei's hazy vision, and the whole outline was blurred with warm rough edges.His voice seemed to come from a very far away place, and it was floating in the ears.

"Didn't I rent a house next to the company? I... Go back to the rented house first. Tell your uncle and aunt, at least let them know where I am. "

"...Then what will you do in the future?"

"In the future..." Zheng Mingyi smiled wryly. "I can't go home for the time being. What will happen in the future... Let's talk about it later."

He let go of Yan Fei, rubbed the top of her head heavily, and his tone deliberately became more relaxed: "It's okay, you go back quickly, it's all my family members who cut me off. It's so cold in the corridor, why don't you come out without a coat?" Not even wearing one, sometimes I really don't know what you are messing around... I will call you later."

Yan Fei wiped her face with her hands, and when she opened her mouth, her nasal voice sounded like she had a bad cold, and her throat became hoarse.

"Zheng Mingyi..."

"……Um?"

"You... really like... that man?"

"……Um."

"Then... how much do you like it?"

Zheng Mingyi smiled with stretched eyebrows.He patted Yan Fei on the back of the head: "Little girl, what are you thinking about, you have watched too many soap operas... just like your mother likes your father."

"What?" Yan Fei rubbed her head in dissatisfaction: "You didn't see when my parents were arguing. And my mother told me that she didn't like my father, and she married when she had no choice. he."

"You're stupid, don't worry about it." Zheng Mingyi opened the bag and took out a pack of napkins, took out one and handed it to Yan Fei. "Your parents won't separate even if they quarrel with a knife. Believe it or not...we are the same. When I am angry, I really think why the hell is this person so hateful. I don't want to see him. But you want I'll leave him...I can't."

Yan Fei took the paper and wiped away her tears first, then folded the paper towel in half, blowing her nose loudly.

"Zheng Mingyi, don't be so affectionate, I'm not used to it. I think you can avoid it for a while, and we can discuss it after they calm down. Anyway, our perverted dead school is only closed for a dozen days a year, and I will go to school soon. Let’s go, let them struggle with it first, they will figure it out sooner or later.”

"...How optimistic you are, you fool." Zheng Mingyi rubbed his brows, looking a little tired.

"There are some things that can't be figured out in a lifetime."

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For Zheng Mingyi's words, Yan Fei didn't take it seriously at first, but as time went by, she had to admit that there was some truth in this sentence.

Zheng Mingyi's name became a taboo at home, and everyone carefully avoided the topic.Uncle's addiction to cigarettes became bigger and bigger, and he would go to the balcony to smoke when he had nothing to do, and his eye sockets began to turn red, and then he closed his eyes and pursed his mouth for a long time without speaking, his jaw trembling slightly.My aunt and Yan Fei's mother basically called each other every other day, and they talked for more than an hour.Sometimes Yan Fei would deliberately go to the bedroom to look for scissors, hair dryers, etc. When passing by, she could hear the sound of sobbing from the receiver with her ears pricked up.Her queen was also holding the phone and her eyes were red, and she kept repeating, sister, think about it, the body is the most important thing, don't worry about something wrong.

Yan Fei was distressed and worried.My uncle and aunt have always treated her very well and spoiled her in everything.Yan Fei still remembers playing with Zheng Mingyi when she was three years old. She didn't know why she cried for no reason. When her uncle saw his distress, he slapped his son indiscriminately. The 17-year-old Zheng Mingyi was beaten up innocently. Hit, not even a chance to explain.

She stayed at home and didn't dare to call Zheng Mingyi, and she couldn't speak clearly when sending text messages.Fortunately, the holiday was short, so she found a quiet place at noon on the first day she returned to school to make up lessons, and told Zheng Mingyi all about her aunt and aunt.

There was silence on the phone for a long, long time, so long that Yan Fei thought something was wrong with her phone.Just when he was wondering why there was no sound, Zheng Mingyi's trembling voice finally came from the receiver.

"Yan Fei, help me persuade your uncle and aunt."

Yan Fei's heart skipped a beat, and she became more and more sad.

"I dare not... I don't know how to speak."

Zheng Mingyi sighed softly, "That's right. You're too busy studying now, don't get distracted, and leave your family affairs alone. It hasn't been a long time since my incident, and they will come to you after a while. They must know that you will contact me. You also know about your aunt. She just can't bear to ask you now. In fact, she must be worried to death. I would rather guess and think about it, but twist it I can't get along with myself. Mother and child are connected, I understand her. When she comes to ask you by herself, you can tell her about my recent situation, so that she can rest assured. "

"...Well. I see." Yan Fei squatted down, playing with the grass every now and then. "So how are you doing now? Staying in your rented house on Saturday and Sunday? How boring that is."

"...I quit my house, and now I'm sharing a room with...someone."

Yan Fei's mood improved immediately after hearing this, and she tried her best to suppress her smile and asked, "Who is that? Who is that?"

"Yan Fei, pretend again! That...that's—oh, what should I call this? It's really annoying. Well, although it's not appropriate to say it...it's my lover."

"Pfft ha ha ha ha ha ha!" Yan Fei burst into laughter all of a sudden. "Zheng Mingyi, you are so embarrassed! My life is complete! What's his name?"

"...Zhou Yang."

"Ocean of the ocean?"

"……Um."

"Cut. This name is really common. You can find a lot of them on the street."

"Hey, what do you think! You are just an ordinary person."

At noon that day, Yan Fei chatted so happily that she forgot the time and didn't even remember the time. She didn't have time for lunch, and she was too late for self-study.

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Days passed so unhurriedly for more than a month.At the beginning of March, my aunt really asked her about Zheng Mingyi.

That day was Sunday, Yan Fei's father, an old comrade-in-arms suffering from liver cancer, left suddenly, and he and the Queen went to send the last journey together.No one was in charge of the meal at noon, and it happened that my aunt was idle at home and had nothing to do, so she took the initiative to solve Yan Fei's food problem.

In this month, Yan Fei has made full mental preparations, and has imagined countless times in his head that this conversation will come sooner or later.Although she is not against homosexuality, she is not a rotten woman who is fanatical about it, and her knowledge of homosexuality is limited to knowing that there are such people.So she read BL novels, looked up gay information, borrowed magazines from the rotten girls in her class, and went to the BL bar for a stroll if she had nothing to do.Even with all this work, she still has a sense of floating unreality.

It's one thing for you to know it exists, and quite another for it to be happening around you.No matter how open you pretend to be, you will still feel uneasy because they are your relatives.Yan Fei is afraid that Zheng Mingyi will be cheated, afraid that Zheng Mingyi will be hurt, and even more afraid that Zheng Mingyi will be gossiped. She can't control herself from thinking about the bad.

She called and told Zheng Mingyi what she was thinking, and the latter just comforted her gently: "Don't think so much. In case someone goesssiping in the future, just ignore them. They are not me, so I don't know what I want. What. I will keep a good sense of my own affairs, and I know what I feel in my heart. A good life is born by people, not by words."

It is only at this time that Yan Fei feels that the 14 years that Zheng Mingyi lived longer than her were not in vain.

So when she was sitting at the dinner table with her aunt, she was full of confidence, feeling that she was armed to the teeth, and her aunt's doubts were nothing to fear.

"Feifei, have you... have you been in touch with Zheng Mingyi recently?"

"Yes!" Yan Fei nodded briskly, and told her brother's recent situation without waiting for the next question.Had Zheng Mingyi explained it, how could she not do it.

When the aunt heard that her son was doing well, she seemed relieved, but after a while, her face turned ugly.

"This little brat is living a carefree life by himself, and we have to worry about him."

"Hey, Auntie, don't you always say that children and grandchildren have their own blessings, and it's fine for him to be happy. Why think so much. Think about it a little bit, ah."

"I'm thinking about it! But his father..."

The woman sitting across from her was much older, and her eyeballs were habitually swollen due to frequent crying, as if water would flow out when she slightly touched her hand.Seeing such an aunt, Yan Fei was extremely distressed, and all the remarks she had prepared were forgotten.

"Feifei, my aunt is not a feudal system. There are three unfilial acts and no offspring is the greatest. I don't care about this. But think about your uncle! Think about Zheng Mingyi's grandfather! Do you think they can agree? This is equivalent to asking them The Zheng family will have no sons or grandsons!"

Yan Fei bit her lip, watching her aunt's eyes start to turn red again, she was so powerless that she wanted to beat herself to death.

"Besides, what if someone else finds out about this? What if his colleagues in the unit find out? Paper can't contain fire! Then he won't be looked down upon by others! What should he do at work! In the future, when he gets together with his classmates, other people’s family of three will live in harmony. What does he have? He doesn’t care now, but he will know how he feels when he gets to that time! No child, and he doesn’t even think about it when he gets old. My father and I are died earlier than him, eyes closed