Yi Xing

During the winter vacation, I still went to Jinghai Temple to practice. My aunt has a bad appetite during this time. I think I have to save more blessings for this family.

At the end of the day, I went to the cemetery as usual. Instead of riding a bike, I took the bus and got off at the main entrance of the community when I came back.

I wonder if the combination of practice and tomb-sweeping can turn on some wonderful switches, such as letting me meet Fu Yixing's dilemma.

This time Mr. Fu's situation is much worse than last time.

A few days ago, Tongcheng had a rare blizzard. It was very thick, and it was gloomy for days. There was no sunshine, and the temperature was extremely low.

I walked home trembling with my hands in my pockets, and saw a person sitting on a bench in the community from a distance. He was really dressed a little thinly.

I wondered if he was mentally disturbed, so he sat outside in a woolen sweater in the cold weather, motionless.

On second thought, this person might have been frozen to death.

I quickly ran towards him, the more I ran, the more familiar this silhouette became, and I stopped only to realize that it was Mr. Fu.

Both sides of his face were swollen, and the slap print on his pale face was particularly eye-catching.

This situation didn't allow me to be confused, so I immediately took off my down jacket and wrapped it up for him.

"I'm not cold, you wear it."

"Your hands are frozen like this, aren't you cold?" I was afraid that he would take off my clothes, so I quickly closed the zipper and dragged him home.

Fu Yixing did not struggle, and followed me obediently.

I was so cold that I sneezed when I entered the elevator, he suddenly said, "You don't ask me why?"

I don't want to know why he is so downcast.

If he didn't want to take the initiative to tell me, I wouldn't ask.

I said: "Tangcheng will definitely ask later, you'd better make up a decent reason... But if you say that I called you, I will definitely not admit it."

He laughed, and I turned my head to look at him. The marks on his face were really shocking, but he didn't seem to care at all.

Fu Yixing said easily: "I have nothing to hide..." I still didn't let him say that no matter what the reason is, it is something that makes people unhappy, and there is no need to explain things that make people unhappy .

Tang Cheng was taken aback when he opened the door, "Fuck, what did you guys do?"

He put Fu Yixing on the sofa, and I found a new set of underwear for Fu Fu, a refugee, and asked him to take a bath. Before sending him into the bathroom, I told him that these were new autumn clothes and long johns that my aunt bought for me. , I am not willing to wear it yet.

He sincerely said thank you.

Tang Cheng walked back and forth in the living room, and walked around the bathroom door from time to time. I saw that he hadn't stopped, and I was so annoyed that I said, "Why don't you go and cook an egg, because the egg is used on the TV to put it on your face." .”

He finally calmed down and asked, "Is it okay to use a microwave?"

I had no choice but to walk into the kitchen to boil boiled eggs, and then I googled how to make ginger soup.

There are only two pieces of ginger in the kitchen, but there are many green onions and no brown sugar.

I was thinking that cooking scallion white and ginger together would taste very strange. In order not to hurt Fu Yixing's taste, I still didn't add scallions according to the instructions. I didn't have brown sugar at home, so I poured half a bag of rock sugar into the pot.

When I walked out with a pot of soup, Tang Cheng and Mr. Fu were sitting cross-legged on the carpet and staring at each other. My clothes were still a bit short on him, and his wrists and ankles were exposed.

The smell of ginger soup was still strong, Tang Cheng sniffed it and pinched his nose.Personally, I think it tastes okay, the sweetness is more obvious than the spiciness.

"You can have some too, it's pretty sweet," I said to Tang Cheng.

I brought out the bowl and eggs, and Fu Yixing started blowing and drinking slowly without any difficulty. Seeing his appearance, Tang Cheng gradually no longer resisted the soup in the pot, filled a spoonful of it himself, and blew for a long time Just stuck out his tongue and licked it.

He liked the taste very much and sucked it slowly spoon by spoon.

Fu Yixing peeled the egg and rubbed it on his face. It can be said that he didn't know how to do it, and he hissed in pain.

I think he must have been in pain when he just took a bath, so I couldn't bear it, so I took the egg and rubbed it gently on his face.

No one spoke.

The air froze for a moment.

Tang Cheng drank all the soup left in the pot. The bottom one was spicy but sweeter. He was actually a little happy while drinking it. After he finished the soup, he sat across from Fu Yixing. He restrained his expression and looked serious. He asked, "Tell me, what's going on."

Mr. Fu said unabashedly, "I'm out."

Coming out?

I think he's pretty straight.

Does this word have other meanings?

I didn't know what expression to make, so I continued rubbing for him blankly.Tang Cheng put his cross-legged legs together and nodded.

He seemed to have no opinion on Fu Yixing coming out of the closet.

"What does it mean to come out?"

I couldn't help but tickled the corner of my mouth.

Tang Tiantian is the cutest in the universe.

Fu Yixing said to him, "I told my parents that I like men."

Tang Cheng nodded again ignorantly, and now I guess he nodded because he didn't realize it, and it shouldn't be because he agrees that Fu Yixing likes men.

Sure enough, "I'm stupid!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"You like men!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"How can I still like men!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"Why don't you like women????"

I thought the atmosphere in the International Department should be a little more open than that of Pugao, but Tang Cheng never seemed to have come into contact with the term homosexuality.

Fu Yixing took the egg from my hand and rolled it on his face with both hands. He said slowly, "There's no reason, I just don't like women."

Tang Cheng crossed his arms and started walking around the living room again. I watched him walking around, and felt that the atmosphere was a bit too awkward, so I packed up the bowls and took them to the kitchen.

"Ren Ke, stop!" Tang Cheng suddenly yelled, almost dropping the bowl in my hand in fright.

I don't seem to have done anything wrong, right?

No cover-up, no non-reporting.

Why did the firepower gather at me?

"No, why are you yelling at me? I just found out about this too." I turned around helplessly, Tang Cheng's expression was wonderful, to put it bluntly, it was like eating shit.

"Why didn't you respond?"

"Should I react?"

"Aren't you surprised, him, he actually likes men."

I feel like I should be surprised, but I don't think there's anything to be surprised about.I have always believed in the principle that people do not offend me and I do not offend others. If others do not do things that are harmful to nature, it is their freedom to do whatever they want. I am too lazy to interfere with other people's freedom.

Although I acquiesce that Fu Yixing likes girls, but if he really likes boys, I can't say that you can't like boys.

"I'm not surprised that you like women. Besides, his face is like this. Wouldn't he be uncomfortable if I reacted like you?"

Tang Cheng was even more shocked, and sat down on the carpet again.

This time he didn't continue talking.

I went to the kitchen to wash the bowls and pans, and the living room was quiet.

I came out and was about to speak when Tang Cheng's cell phone rang.

"Hello Auntie."

"Yes, Brother Xing is at my house."

"it is good."

"Goodbye, Auntie."

He put down his cell phone and said to Fu Yixing, "Your mother asked you to go home. It sounds very anxious."

Mr. Fu nodded and went to put on his own clothes.

I waited for him at the door with my down jacket in my arms, Tang Cheng still sat on the ground without saying a word.

"Put it on, return the long johns to me after washing, and you don't need to wash the coat."

Mr. Fu put on his coat, put his hand on the doorknob, and suddenly turned around to look for my position.

I'm still standing at the door.

He had something to say, but he didn't intend to, just looked down at me.

I felt a little pitiful for him like this, so I said, "You...after you go home, will your parents still beat you?"

He took a deep breath and told me he didn't know.

"Then don't let them slap your face, it's swollen and ugly."

He said yes, and left wearing my warmest long black down jacket.

Tang Cheng didn't digest Fu Yixing's coming out for several days, and Fu Yixing never returned my clothes.

On New Year's Eve, my uncle and aunt came back from a business trip.

We were finally able to have a meal together.

Tangcheng is still the Tangcheng who eats picky vegetables. He doesn't eat celery or leeks. He only eats fish belly and doesn't eat lumps of eggs. He loves sweet and sour pork tenderloin.

"Dad, Mom, let me tell you something."

He didn't pick up a piece of meat for a long time, and he didn't know who he was angry with, so he slapped the chopsticks on the bowl.

Uncle and aunt looked at each other and put down their chopsticks.

So I am embarrassed to continue eating.

"Fu Yixing likes men."

As soon as Tang Cheng opened his mouth, I guessed that this meal might not last. My little radar has always been very accurate. This is a sign of a storm.

The two elders didn't reply for a long time.

In the end, my aunt said, "It's gay."

The uncle sighed and said, "Just don't imitate him."

I suddenly remembered that my aunt always said to Tang Cheng, "You learn from Yixing" with a look of hatred for iron and steel. Now they know that Fu Yixing likes men and tell Tangcheng not to learn from him.

No parent is willing to accept that their child is gay. I don't know if my uncle's phrase "Don't imitate him" means "Don't imitate him to be gay" or "You should have less contact with him in the future".

"Is it wrong for him to like men?" Tang Cheng suddenly called out as if he had tasted what his father meant.

"Of course there is a mistake! Go out and ask how many people can accept homosexuality?" Uncle raised his voice rarely.

"Why can't you accept it? You are discriminatory!"

The uncle slapped the table, "I don't care if Fu Yixing likes men or women, you are my son, please stay away from him."

The middle-aged man was flushed, and with his authority as a father, he asked his son to stay away from homosexual Fu Yixing, and he still said this sentence.

I don't think homosexuality is a sin.

Tang Cheng didn't think so either.

We hope that Fu Yixing can be happy, no matter whether he is a minority or not, no matter whether he is wrong or not in the eyes of others, we all want him to be happy.

But the elders do not allow us to associate with him.

Tang Cheng stood up and roared, "I don't! I'm going to find him now!"

He ran, the chair overturned on the ground, ran back to the room, put on his coat and squatted in the hall to change his shoes.

Tang Cheng put on his coat, but Fu Yixing only had a woolen sweater on him that day.

I couldn't help but wonder what kind of situation he was facing to be able to sit on the bench in the community against the swollen face and the cold wind.

If I came back by bicycle that day and rode directly from the side door of the community to the downstairs of my house instead of walking in through the main door, how long would Fu Yixing stay alone in the ice and snow.

He wanted to face this matter alone. If I hadn't seen him, he would have been silent like these days, without any news.

Bear scolding, pain and severe cold.

"You give me back!"

Uncle's face turned black, and several veins appeared on his forehead. He said, "Tang Cheng, if you dare to step out of this house today, you will never come back."

Tang Cheng slammed the door and left.

Tang Cheng is a very willful child, he can leave the house without looking back in order to protect Fu Yi, and can confront his father head-on, but I can only sit at the dining table at a loss.

My aunt said to me: "Ren Ke, you should go and see Yixing too, and come with Tang Cheng."

Her face was pale, but she forced a smile at me.

The couple looked embarrassed.

So I also rushed back to the room, put on my clothes, put on my wallet and mobile phone.

My uncle told me not to go, but my aunt said, "Let him go, in case Chengcheng really doesn't come back."

It wasn't until I got into the elevator that I realized that I really didn't know much about Fu Yixing. I knew he lived in this community, but I didn't know which building he lived in.

I sent a WeChat message to Tangcheng, but the signal in the elevator was not good, "Where have you been? Where does Fu Yixing live?" Next to this sentence, there was always a gray circle spinning tirelessly.

I suddenly felt dazed again.

Rules, no one will be spared.

Fu Yixing has good looks, good grades, and a harmonious family, but he is gay.

Homosexuality shouldn't be his flaw, but in the eyes of adults he is worthless because he likes men.

"Ding"

The elevator door opened.

The circle stopped turning.

The message was sent successfully, and Tangcheng appeared before my eyes.

He looked at me a little confused.

I asked him, "Why are you here?"

"I do not dare to go."

Tang Cheng didn't dare to look for Fu Yixing, he bravely slammed the door out, but stood in the elevator on the first floor.

"Why not?"

He showed me his chat records with Fu Yixing.

"Brother Xing, I want to come to you."

"Do not come."

"I want to see you."

"Hey, don't come."

Fu Yixing refused to let him go.

"You are not afraid of your father, why are you afraid of Fu Yixing?" I grabbed his hand and opened the door of the building.

Tang Cheng refused to move where he was, but with his slender arms and legs, he slid forward a few steps when I dragged him.

The long darkness made the winter night even colder. Tangcheng seemed to be woken up by the north wind, so he mustered up the courage to drag me through the community.

19 Building 1201.

The two of us stood at the door of Fu Yixing's house. Tang Cheng glanced at me and rang the doorbell.

A woman opened the door for us. She had a sad face, and the lines around her eyes seemed to speak of some kind of misfortune. If she could be a little happier, she should look good.

"Chengcheng, why did you come here without saying hello?"

Tang Cheng smiled politely at her, "Hello, Auntie, I'm here to find Brother Xing."

The woman said, "He's not well right now. You'll come to him in a few days."

Tang Cheng begged and called out to Auntie.

Auntie looked embarrassed, her eyes were a little dodgy, and she finally saw me. She asked, what is this?

"Hello, Auntie, I'm Ren Ke, cousin of Tang Cheng, and classmate of Fu Yixing."

She nodded and said, "I heard Yixing mentioned you."

We begged her to let us see Fu Yixing, she seemed to have softened her heart, her eyes were a little red, and she let us in.

The living room was very strange, the sofa was empty, as if a piece was missing.

Fu Yixing was sitting on the bed, his legs were covered with a quilt, his lips were bloodless, and he was counting with a pen.

The face is not swollen.

His eyes were full of surprise when he saw us coming, but he also showed resistance.

Auntie took the door out, Fu Yixing wanted to speak, but I preempted him, "Why didn't you say anything?"

He turned his head and looked out the window. In the dark night, there was another building with lit windows. Different houses had different decorations, and the colors of the light coming out of the windows were also different.

Modern people like to use energy-saving lamps, which are bright and not dazzling, but the white light always makes people feel ruthless.

I like the light of incandescent bulbs.

Very cozy and warm.

It's just that there are not many windowsills in the opposite building that can print yellow light.

What is Fu Yixing looking at?

He suddenly said, "This is my own business."

Tang Cheng immediately burst into tears, "Brother Xing, why are you like this, Brother Xing, Auntie said you are not well, where did you hurt?"

Fu Yixing frowned and said, "Didn't I tell you not to come?"

Tang Tiantian was crying out of breath, "I... I was... kicked out by my family."

"I asked him to come." I took out a pack of paper from my pocket and blew Tang Cheng's nose, then lifted Fu Yixing's quilt.

He was wearing pajama pants, and there were fine and dense scars on the exposed ankle and the soles of his feet.

I wanted to push his pajama bottoms up, but he pressed my hand.

I looked up at him, his eyes were still dark and calm, Fu Yixing shook his head gently.

Isn't this 300 taels of silver here?

Although Ren Ke is timid and cowardly, I am not afraid of Fu Yixing. I came here to know how he is and where he is hurt.

I clasped his right hand with my left hand, and gently pushed his pajama pants up with my right hand.

Two large bruises on the knee, mottled?Is there such an idiom?

His wound reminds me of the mysterious, colorful glass in a Gothic church.

I sighed, pulled down his pajama pants, and tucked him in again.

Fu Yixing kept his promise, and I told him not to hurt his face again, but he got hurt all over his legs.

These two legs, ran 1500 meters, stepped into the bunker, brought a lot of glory to our class.

Seeing the injury, Tang Cheng cried even louder.

He choked up and said, "I'm sorry...sorry, okay...brother, I'm sorry, I...should...come earlier."

Fu Yixing waved to him, Tang Cheng sat on the bedside, Fu smiled and comforted him: "What's the use of you coming, it's just a matter of time."

I understand what he means, hit, he can't escape.

He had to kneel, he had to be injured, he was right, but he wanted to atone for his sins like this.

"Then uncle and aunt...do they agree?" I don't know what Fu Yixing can get in exchange for this struggle. It can be forgiven, or never forgiven.

He shook his head again.

"I think, you." I hesitated, trying to organize my words: "You can wait until the end of the college entrance examination, or wait until you finish the math competition. In fact, some people, they, they are just like you, but they are also married, Find some lesbians, some people, marry women, have children..."

Fu Yixing said, I don't want to be that kind of person, I hope that I will be recognized by my parents, and I hope that I can bring the person I like to my parents in an open and honest manner.

"It doesn't have to be so early." I bit my lips. To be honest, I knew that what I said was meaningless, but I wanted to know why, why Fu Yixing, who was so sensible, could say it at such a time.

He smiled, and looked out the window through the crying Tang Cheng, "Say something earlier."