disliked, humble love

Xue Ye was waiting outside with a black down jacket in his arms.It turns out that Brother Jie lives in Fanhai Community, which is quite far from Hequ No. [-] Middle School.

In the third year of high school, Zhang Zhao added a rear seat to the body of Sifei’s car in order to take Su Xiaoyuan to and from school. Brother Jie was very lonely with things, and he never took anyone with him in his car.Xue Ye looked into the yard, and there was a matte black road race parked in the semi-open garage.

And a heavy Harley.

There is also a big G.Looking deeper, it seems that there are two other cars, business SUVs.

What exactly does Jackie do at home?For the first time, Xue Ye began to consider practical issues. They are no longer high school students, and they cannot fall in love just because of their drive and liking.

When I was in high school, I didn’t have to think about anything except studying and chasing after Jie Ge.Xue Ye didn't like to memorize classical Chinese. The Chinese teacher always picked him to check in class. Every time he forgot a word, Brother Jie would remind him in a low voice.Later, the Chinese teacher got anxious and said, Zhu Jie, you might as well recite it for Xue Ye in the future.

Afterwards, I never missed my classical Chinese again. It wasn't that Brother Jie helped remind me, but because I couldn't memorize it, I was punished to stand at noon.

At that time, the troubles were how to memorize the text and how to skip practice. Xue Ye looked at the road race... Wait, no, brother Jie said that he would ride home with him when he said that he was on the way, God damn it.

The exact opposite direction.

Tao Wenchang ran down holding Zhu Mo. Her mother was obviously on the verge of collapse, obviously depressed.The living room on the first floor hadn't stopped. He covered Zhu Mo's eyes, not understanding what Zhu Jie was fighting with his father. The father and son quarreled with nothing more than shouting and throwing a chair.

No one is like this family, acting like a movie, beating you to death.

He and Zhang Zhao ran out, and Zhu Jie said that if he found Zhu Mo, he would take him away, leaving him and his father alone.

There is no overnight feud between father and son, so it doesn't make sense, right?

"Where's Brother Jie?" Xue Ye waited for them, with rashes all over his neck, chin and earlobes.He wanted to take the opportunity to rush in, but was blocked by Tao Wenchang and Zhang Zhao.

"Don't go." Tao Wenchang's mood could no longer be described as shock. He and Zhang Zhao exchanged thoughts with each other, and at the same time felt that something was wrong with the family.

I can't tell, it's not right anyway, and it's the kind that outsiders can't intervene.

"Where's Brother Jie?" Xue Ye pushed away angrily. There was also a rash on his forearm, and he scratched it himself when he fell asleep last night.Hong Daozi slid from the elbow to the tiger's mouth, forming straight lines.

"Anyway..." Tao Wenchang blocked him again, "We can't get involved in their family affairs. Momo was so scared that he didn't speak."

"Your brother Jie asked you to wait, so you just wait, and he got angry again when he went in to make trouble." Zhang Zhao said.I and Zhu Jie fought from the first day of junior high school until the third year of high school. I really didn't expect such a day to come.

With a fever in my head, I went to his house to make a fuss.

But impossible things happen every day in this world. Who would have believed before that the wild Zhu Jie actually liked his follower Xue Ye?

The living room was in a mess, and the father and son rolled on the ground like old and new Beastmasters.Zhu Zhenhai restrained his son with a triangular lock on his forearm. His arm was broken and blood was bleeding.

Before the first year of high school, he had never touched his son. If it wasn't for the illness, Xiaojie would be the pride of the family. He could do his best to send his son to the platform he wanted to go to, find the best resources, and help his son open the door. Any door in the sports circle.Even if his son didn't get better, he still bought Big G and Harley for his son.

Whatever he promised his son, he would do.If it wasn't for Xiaojie's attacks again and again, he wouldn't do it either.Parents are so painstaking, why doesn't Xiaojie understand?

It's all because of that disease!Zhu Zhenhai tightened his arms.

Zhu Jie was about to be strangled, but he didn't want to give up.If he couldn't get up from the front, he quickly turned his upper body sideways, raised his calf and kicked Zhu Zhenhai's calf.If one time is not enough, try a few more times and keep attacking. He remembered that Zhu Zhenhai's right calf was broken.

There is no distinction between moves in a fight, and it is true that you win.Use cunning tricks to attack the opponent's weak point or wound.

Zhu Jie brought out the low-level fighting style he had learned in the boxing arena, and took advantage of Zhu Zhenhai's pain to fight back brazenly.

Hug and fall.

Zhu Zhenhai's position was at a disadvantage, and in a blink of an eye, a fist was attached to the bridge of his nose.

The wings are indeed stiff.Zhu Zhenhai looked at him and smiled angrily.

"You fucking have a face to smile!" Zhu Jie won like a dream.

But he feels that he has lost, and he always cares about other people's opinions.Zhu Zhenhai used an imperceptible smile to make Zhu Jie feel insignificant. Even if he wins, his parents' evaluation of him is still a mountain that he cannot overcome in his life.

"Just why..." Zhu Zhenhai looked at him, and the punch he was about to punch, without a moment's hesitation, "Why do you fucking like men!"

It was like a deafening punch that almost knocked Zhu Jie into a daze.

No one has ever explained to him why he insists on liking men.Grandpa only said that this is a disease, or a disease that can be corrected.Are Zhu Zhenhai and Zhao Xue wrong?From the perspective of caring for the family members of mentally ill patients, they did nothing wrong.Control travel, communication, financial capacity, isolate similar patients, and want to come back again and again until the windows are sealed.

They gave him medicine and drips, treating him like a patient.They didn't want to harm their son, they just wanted him to recover.In their hearts, they are really sick, very sick.

No one has ever explained why men like men and women like women.This question not only haunted Zhu Zhenhai repeatedly, but also troubled Zhu Jie in the past.

"Don't fight anymore?" Zhu Zhenhai has always been majestic. He was finally won by his own son. As a Sanda champion, he is worthy of joy. He is even proud and arrogant, as if it should be like this. In sports, the back wave is to shoot the front wave on the beach superior.

But he hates it even more: "If it weren't for that disease, our family would be better! You don't understand our parents' painstaking efforts! How could we harm you!"

"I'm not sick." Zhu Jie lowered his fist. This release was unprecedentedly easy, "I'm not sick. I like Xue Ye. I've liked Xue Ye since the first year of high school. I don't like girls."

Zhu Jie fantasized countless times that he defeated Zhu Zhenhai, smashed the house, and then ran out, but it was only when Zhu Jie knocked down Zhu Zhenhai who never fell down that he realized that it was useless.

I like Xue Ye, and I never have to prove it by beating Zhu Zhenhai.I am not sick, what is sick is a person who regards homosexuality as a mental illness.

There is no need to do anything to make them change their minds, they can't change it.This is an endless tug-of-war, waiting for their parents to repent and apologize, and they wait for their return.

Zhu Jie stood up, just as Zhao Xue came down the stairs, he turned and walked out without saying anything.

After passing the only remaining Buddha statue, Zhu Jie took a serious look at it, and saw a little beauty from its weird limbs.It doesn't make sense to smash or not to smash. As long as he is still struggling with these, he will always care about other people's opinions and expect his family's understanding.

There is no need.

Zhu Jie stepped out of the door and turned to Xue Ye: "Wait in a hurry?"

"I'm in a hurry, they won't let me in." Xue Ye was so anxious that he was about to punch someone, "Brother Jie, what happened to your house?"

"Let's talk about it when we get home." Zhu Jie said, with a flash of relief in his eyes, he flicked Zhu Mo's forehead, "Stupid?"

Zhu Mo covered his forehead, as if making a small report: "Brother Xue Ye, my brother lied. He said that I would knock on the door and go home, and then he ran away. Brother Jie is not good..."

"What did I lie to you?" Zhu Jie felt that she was making trouble for no reason. Just as he was about to pick her up from Xue Ye, the car not far away flashed a few times. The driver got out of the car and opened the door. There was an old man and a male nurse.

"Xiaojie, it's becoming more and more outrageous." The old man has gray hair, a little hunchback, gray eyebrows, and a radiant look.He is on crutches, but it doesn't look like he has a disease in his leg.

"Grandpa." Zhu Jie's men subconsciously took it back.

"Your father said, you quarreled with your family, and I wanted to come and see you during the Spring Festival." The old man's voice was gentle but unquestionable, "Why are you still messing around?"

"No nonsense." Zhu Jie contradicted him a little. If Xue Ye had seen himself in the first year of high school, he would definitely hate that idiot Zhu Jie who listened to his grandfather's instructions as an imperial decree, "I'm afraid my dad will hit Zhu Mo, so come and have a look. "

"Zhu Mo..." The old man nodded, "Zhu Zhenhai does have a daughter. This is Xue Ye, right?"

Xue Ye was scratching his face, with a red rash like a clown: "You know me?"

"Of course I do. I've known you for as long as you have known us, Xiaojie." The old man's smile was non-destructive, as if looking at a small patient, "Once, I called Xiaojie, and you answered it .”

Fuck, Tao Wenchang and Zhang Zhao are so stupid, Zhu Jie can answer questions properly in front of his grandfather.With astonishment, Tao Wenchang looked at Zhu Mo, and thinking about the old man's words, a premonition was brewing again.

Zhu Mo may not be Zhu Jie's biological sister, they are half-brothers.

"Ah? How do you know?" Xue Ye regretted drinking too much last night and should have worn a mask.

The first time I saw Brother Jie's family, I was too ugly.

"Of course I know that our Xiaojie is very independent with things, and he will not give his mobile phone to others. You also asked him to wait at the school gate after the college entrance examination." The old man looked at his grandson with the same affirmative gaze as always, "If you have enough nonsense, just talk to him." I’ll go back, it’s not good for the disease to continue to develop.”

"Illness?" Xue Ye panicked, "Brother Jie, what's wrong with him?"

Zhu Jie closed his mouth, his tense face turned outward.

"What the hell, is Zhu Jie sick?" Zhang Zhao suddenly regretted that he had been fighting a patient for several years. Isn't this bullying the weak?

"His illness is mental, and it's different from yours." The old man looked at the boy wearing a sports headband and then at Xue Ye, "It's the same as him. It's a kind of reason..."

"I'm gay." Zhu Jie said first.

The old man poked the ground with his cane: "Xiaojie!"

"I'm really gay." Zhu Jie said again, he was afraid that his grandpa would use the speech method to say that the world's cancer should not exist, and he was afraid that those ugly words would hurt Xue Ye.

"You are not." The old man corrected him stubbornly, "Homosexuality is a mental illness, which can be cured, but you are a patient."

Homosexuality is a disease?Can it be cured?Xue Ye looked left and right: "Patient, what kind of patient?"

The old man's face was covered with wrinkles, but the light in his eyes never went out: "I am Fan Wanguo, an expert in the treatment of sexual orientation disorder deviations. Nearly half of the psychiatrists in Beijing, including the Sixth Hospital, are brought out by me." Yes. Because of your interference, our Xiaojie has changed from a pseudo-homosexual to a true homosexual patient."

Xue Ye shook his head, the rash swelled badly after being blown by the cold wind: "I'm not disturbing him, I..."

"You know that Xiaojie, a good athlete, why was he suspended?" Fan Wanguo asked.

Xue Ye shook his head, then nodded again: "I didn't disturb Brother Jie when there was a fight outside the school."

The old man laughed, laughing at his ignorance: "Fight outside the school? He fought with the instructor, and Zhu Zhenhai can smooth it over. He quarreled with his family because of you, and he will be suspended if he doesn't receive medical treatment. If you disturb him again, we, Xiaojie, will probably be punished." No chance to play."

Is it because of yourself?Fighting outside school is fake too?Xue Ye asked the side for confirmation: "Brother Jie?"

"That's what Zhu Jie is willing to do, and it has nothing to do with others." Tao Wenchang said vigorously. The old man was a little interesting, and Zhu Jie was persuaded by a few words, and he threw the scapegoat at Xue Ye.Xue Ye's poor EQ, which is not as good as Momo's, can't he blame himself to death?

"Homosexuality is nonsense." Fan Wanguo patted Xue Ye's shoulder, "If you have the willingness to treat, you can also come to me, and don't disturb our Xiaojie anymore."

"Let me interject, don't you... have that brain?" Zhang Zhao asked carelessly, "Are you delusional?"