disliked, humble love

Fan Wanguo's stern expression revealed an unbelievable, 48 years of medical practice, and it was the first time he was treated as hypochondria.

"Homosexuality is mental illness, do you dare to say this in a country where homosexuality can marry?" Zhang Zhao was also incredulous, "Why are you so funny?"

"Children should not talk too wildly." Fan Wanguo was as steady as a mountain, "Before 97, being gay was reported by the street as a crime of hooliganism, and three years in prison."

Zhang Zhao never showed mercy to his elders: "Then you report me now. I am also gay. I am very gay. My boyfriend is a top student at a key university. We committed hooliganism. He is so cute, don't you believe me? photo."

"Nonsense!" Fan Wanguo slammed his crutches, "Our Xiaojie was disturbed by students like you."

"You mean interference when you say interference?" Zhang Zhao looked crazy, "I also said that Zhu Jie interfered with me. I was gay only in the third year of high school. He had sex with Xue Ye in the first year of high school. He hooked up with me every day. Eyes, going out and going in both ways affect the learning environment, and my poor eyesight and poor academic performance are all interfered by them."

Tao Wenchang began to look up at the sky, the corner of his mouth twitching violently, holding back a hilarious laugh.Brother Zhao is Brother Zhao, as long as he has no brains, no one can fool him.

"It's 2019 now, Grandpa Retro, same-sex marriages are allowed in so many countries, why don't you say that homosexuality is a disease." Zhang Zhao added, "Do you think you are hysterical?"

"Imagine this situation. I have dealt with tens of thousands of cases. Before 2001, patients who came to me for treatment of homosexuality waited in line all night, and they couldn't even get a specialist account." Fan Wanguo tapped his crutches, "You are all sufferers. The influence of cultural poisoning, our older generation of experts are all for your own good."

Zhang Zhao picked out his ears and eyes with his little finger: "I was poisoned, but I'm happy. Besides, it doesn't affect my running. Leading the school team to chase the thief can make the thief vomit. Let him run for a minute first." .”

"Our Xiaojie is different. He will become a professional athlete in the future." Fan Wanguo stared at Xue Ye, who was covered with rashes. "Now there is an additional suspension record in his file."

Xue Ye's finger that was scratching his neck stopped, his eyes only dared to look at the ground, and the passing of every second turned into a knife, and every second that passed, tortured him every second.

Fan Wanguo spoke again, with the attitude of not giving up until he told the patient to cry: "Xue Ye, tell me, did you force Xiaojie into a dead end?"

"He didn't force me." Zhu Jie immediately said that he is tired of family quarrels, and he just wants to find a quiet room and enjoy the space where he can make decisions independently, "I..."

"He wants it himself, don't you know what kind of temper your grandson has?" Tao Wenchang answered immediately, "Xue Ye doesn't dare to force him to come out, maybe Zhu Jie insists on forcing him to be gay... besides, the person who banned him from competing It's his father, he can't be a professional athlete, isn't it bad for others?"

Xue Ye lowered his head, like an embarrassing thief who was caught alive.

"You are all fooling around." Fan Wanguo took out Professor Fan's puppet, "Xiaojie, you come with me, and you two will break the connection from now on."

Cut off the connection?Xue Ye froze in place, unable to digest the overload of information for a while.What is your own interference?Because of himself, Brother Jie changed from straight to curved?He was overwhelmed by overwhelming doubts, until Jie Ge's body rubbed shoulders with him.

"Brother Jie!" Xue Ye clasped his shoulder with all his strength.

"Zhu Jie!" Tao Wenchang covered Zhu Mo's little ears and scolded him loudly, "Zhu Jie, be sober as hell, he said you are sick and you will be sick!"

"Yeah, I don't think I'm sick." Zhang Zhao told the truth, "If you leave with him now, you will be crazy."

Xue Ye didn't speak, but clasped his hands tightly.He didn't believe that Brother Jie would leave.

Zhu Jie didn't move for a while, Tao Wenchang was afraid that he would run away: "I tell you Zhu Jie, if you leave now, you will break up with Xue Ye, you should understand!"

After a few seconds of silence, Zhu Jie turned around and squeezed the back of Xue Ye's hand.Two hands that have been worn out by training and have countless scars are overlapping, and the light blue blood vessels with tall convex edges are fighting each other, trying to break free from the shackles of the skin and the bondage of the world, and connect them into a blood vessel.

After pinching Xue Ye so lightly and letting go of his hand, he regretted the impulsive doubt just now.They raised their faces and looked at each other, neither of them wanted to lower their heads.

"Don't contact me yet, you go home." Zhu Jie said, and then he got into his grandfather's car and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Why did my brother leave again?" Zhu Mo started to fuss, pulling Tao Wenchang, "Call my brother back for me."

"This..." Tao Wenchang was terrified and terrified. The scumbag Zhu Jie dumped Xue Ye as soon as he said it. Xue Ye would definitely beat himself to death.

The premise is that he doesn't collapse and still has strength.

"Hey, are you okay?" Zhang Zhao asked first.Zhu Jie came to this set again, and he was so ruthless after the college entrance examination.

"It's okay." Xue Ye scratched his red chin, "Go home first, I still have physical therapy in the afternoon."

Mom, it's not a crash, it's insanity.Tao Wenchang hugged him vigorously: "Don't hold on, Zhu Jie has intermittent problems, and the curve fluctuates. It's really... It's not good, buddy, take a taxi to find him now, and force him to explain this clearly. Call Brother Chang will cover you."

"You're sick, Tao Wenchang." Xue Ye pushed him away. "Brother Jie won't break up with me. He said that we won't break up. Go fuck yourself and don't bother me."

"Really?" Tao Wenchang's mood began to fluctuate, "Fortunately, you know Zhu Jie well."

Xue Ye smiled quickly. This is him. With an inexplicable firm belief, he dared to run after Brother Jie for three years: "I don't know Brother Jie, but I just believe him. If he says no, he won't follow him." I disagree, believe him if you don’t believe me. Brother Jie told me to go home, so I’ll go home and wait for him.”

"Okay, brother underestimated you." Tao Wenchang was very impressed.But why did Zhu Jie insist on going back with his grandfather? Registration for the spring school league began in early March, and he and his family had such an argument that he would definitely not be able to participate.

After everyone left, Zhao Xue took the broken glass and cleaned up the glass shards on the ground.

Severe insomnia made her cheekbones stand out, and her slender face was terribly thin. When she spoke, her thin lips seemed unable to cover her teeth.

Zhu Zhenhai sat on the side, not much changed from when we first met, with a straight face, standing upright, and when she was serious about work or sports, she was particularly fascinated.

What he said most often is that women are too delicate to compare with men.

Zhao Xue tried to control her emotions.Zhu Zhenhai has extra tolerance and care for women, and is also very gentle when talking about love.Xiaojie was 6 years old when we met, and he was 8 years old when he got married. He asked the child to call him mother.

Xiaojie has a bad temper, and if he talks back to himself, he will force the child to apologize.Confronted him, but he laughed it off.

Between father and son, between men, there is no need to apologize.Only women need to apologize, because women are too delicate to compare with men.

Behind this kind of special care for women is Zhu Zhenhai's different treatment of gender.He does not support female athletes practicing Sanda, because female athletes are prone to injury, and he will hand over difficult tasks to male staff, because female employees are emotionally fragile.

The son ran away with his daughter, but Zhu Zhenhai didn't allow him to look for it and call the police. He was afraid that things would become a big problem, and everyone would know that he had a gay athlete son.

Zhao Xue sat down wearily, looking tired from standing.I don't want to do anything, I can't get interested in my previous hobbies, and I feel tired even from laughing.Every day is very tiring, and my energy is exhausted even though I haven't done anything.She used the way of constantly brainwashing herself to treat her son well. Even when his son was just sick, she came up with many treatment plans.

But why can't he see his parents' painstaking efforts and insist on liking boys?

Why does my son insist on liking boys?Why is the son not healed?

There is no joy in life.Starting from prenatal depression, Zhao Xue no longer understands the meaning of happiness.She was happy because of the birth of her daughter, but those happiness were taken away by Xiaojie's illness, her own illness.

If you don't want to move, life is meaningless, and you are useless.Postpartum depression, how to live every day depends on finding reasons, and simple housework is a mountain for her.She supported herself on drugs, took care of her daughter, and paid attention to her son's condition.

She paid so much, Xiaojie not only did not recover, but worsened.Taking care of Momo by himself was powerless, and let the child fall on the stairs with a big bump on the back of his head.

"What are you doing? Zhao Xue? Zhao Xue!" Zhu Zhenhai saw her dragging the broom towards the entrance.This figure is not like the Zhao Xue he usually knows, "Be careful!"

Zhao Xue let out a shrill scream, so shrill that she couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman, like a piece of wood snapped due to excessive bending.She smashed the Buddha statue, and the original stone of Tianyan shattered to the ground, and her humble love shattered along with it.

Xue Ye took them back to the rental house, he was more worried about Zhu Mo than about Brother Jie.

"Are you hungry?" He opened the lunch box, "Brother Jie bought it, it was still hot at noon, but now it's cold."

Zhu Mo touched it with his fingers, and repeated timidly: "It's cold, the little egg dumpling is cold."

"It's cold." Xue Ye was not very good at coaxing children, so he knelt down and asked, "Warm it up before eating?"

Zhu Mo said hello, and when Xue Ye stood up, she said thank you brother again.When Xue Ye turned around, Tao Wenchang and Zhang Zhao stood by the table in a daze, looking at the two photo frames and not daring to speak.

"This...let's cover it first." Xue Ye flipped the photo frame backwards, "It's not good for the children to see, I'll heat up the rice, do you want to eat?"

Tao Wenchang's mood can be described as a thousand times, Zhang Zhao stayed in the living room with Zhu Mo, and he followed up to help in the kitchen.One bedroom is not big, the kitchen is small and not very clean.The takeaway lunch boxes on the ground have not been cleared away, and every corner is full of vitality and fireworks, telling outsiders that in this room, there is a young couple who have just grown up and live their lives seriously.

"What... when did it happen?" Tao Wenchang helped wash the dishes.

Xue Ye washed his hands, shook them, and the bass became lower: "Summer vacation."

"Summer vacation..." Even though Tao Wenchang was smart, he would not comfort the sudden bad news, "Isn't it related to your injury?"

Xue Ye nodded, and pulled out two big bags of dried noodles: "Is it enough for you and Zhang Zhao?"

"Obviously not enough, double the amount." Tao Wenchang finished washing the chopsticks.He wanted to ask why he didn't tell his classmates, but he didn't ask again.Xue Ye, like Zhu Jie, has no friends and can't get close to anyone.

Who can he tell when something like this happens?Even if there is, his fierce temper may not open his mouth.

"Cough...does Zhu Jie know about such a big event?" Tao Wenchang handed over the chopsticks.

Xue Ye turned around to take the eggs, quickly smashed them into the soup pot, and the noodle soup floated a layer of white: "Well, I just found out, I didn't want to hide it from Brother Jie. I ran back from home yesterday, but Brother Jie came back. We just happened to Hit. He said that he was banned because he didn't go home, and he was hiding it from me."

"Have you met Zhu Jie's parents?" Tao Wenchang thought of the woman. "Zhu Jie's mother is not in a good condition, like depression. Zhu Jie and his father have already started."

"Then he's finished, he's finished." Xue Ye said without hesitation, "Even if he is Brother Jie's father, he can't beat Brother Jie. Find a chance to beat him up."

"You really dare to hit anyone." Tao Wenchang guessed that he really dared, "Zhu Jie's grandfather, that Wan Guo, don't take your words seriously."

Xue Ye suddenly started to look at him, his fists were clenched until he lost all color, his forearm was exerting force continuously, the muscles were moving under the skin, and the blood vessels running from the back of his hand to his forearm were so prominently bulging under Tao Wenchang's eyes.

"I don't take it to heart. Brother Jie said it. I didn't force him." Xue Ye lowered his head slightly. "I just think that Brother Jie didn't make a lot of things clear. When he left, I didn't feel sad because I knew that Jie Brother won't dump me. I'm just fucking in a hurry."

"Then what are you going to do?" Tao Wenchang handed him a glass of water.

Xue Ye gulped down half a cup. The athletes were used to patience and worked hard to get through the plateau and bottleneck of the body.

"Wait for brother Jie to come back and explain to me. Tao Wenchang, I, Xue Ye... have no other skills, wait for brother Jie, I'm too used to it." Xue Ye took out two large bowls of noodles, poured sesame oil and sesame sauce on them, and spread them on each Two soft-boiled eggs, "Try my cooking, Brother Jie said it was very delicious."

Very delicious?Tao Wenchang took a sip, and had the same reaction as Zhang Zhao, throwing salt at his back: "There may be something wrong with Zhu Jie's taste buds."

"I used to think that the culinary skills of the big baby were at the bottom of the world. I was wrong. I went back and found a washboard and knelt on my knees." Zhang Zhao said. Before he finished speaking, someone knocked on the door. Xue Ye went to open it, and a thin man rushed in. boys.

The tip of his nose was red, obviously from crying on the road.

"Why are you here? It's cold outside." Su Xiaoyuan and Xue Ye hurriedly pulled a chair for him.

"Why didn't you tell me that such a big thing happened to you?" Su Xiaoyuan knew everything, and Zhang Paopao sent him a WeChat message to tell him, but he thought it was a prank.

"It's okay." Xue Ye smiled at Su Xiaoyuan, "This is a room rented by Brother Jie. We live together. The sofa Tao Wenchang sits on is a bed. Brother Jie and I sleep together at night. Oh... yes, you have been here , I forgot."

"The sofa I'm sitting on is your bed?" Tao Wenchang held the bowl, slowly raised his buttocks, and stood up straight.

He knew what the two of them were like in the dormitory. The sofa bed must be similar to the scene of the crime, and they couldn't sit on it.

Su Xiaoyuan rubbed his ears, thousands of words were written on his face: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, I'm really okay." Xue Ye couldn't bear the excessive worry of others, "I'm not a coquettish person, you guys help me look after Zhu Mo in the afternoon, I'll go to physiotherapy, and I'll be home at 6 o'clock."

"Go ahead, I'll show you." Su Xiaoyuan was a little surprised, but this was Xue Ye, so strong that he felt distressed.

"Damn, when did you two get so close?" Zhang Zhao's chest was sore, "Xue Ye, don't think that I will pity Zhu Jie. When he comes back, how should we fight?"

"But I have something to say." Tao Wenchang couldn't stand the white noodles anymore, so he put down his chopsticks, "Xue Ye, your cooking is really unpalatable."

Xue Ye frowned, wanting to curse, he was not used to this kind of feeling, the house became lively, and there were several more friends pointing fingers.But he will get used to it, provided that Zhang Zhao and Brother Jie don't fight.

If he dared to hit Brother Jie, he would fly away.

Zhu Jie followed his grandfather back to the clinic, and took a nap in the familiar injection room on the third floor.When I opened my eyes, the lights in the room were not turned on, only the LCD TV directly in front of me was blinking.

"Homosexuality, it can be said that it is very harmful to society. First of all, it is abnormal, it is an idea that subverts moral ethics and social morality. Men and men are good..."

Zhu Jie stared, still the same old way.

He can completely recite it.

Theory of neurosis.Zhu Jie was thirsty and started to rummage through the small refrigerator.

Fan Wanguo saw his grandson woke up from the monitor: "Quick!" He ordered the male nurse beside him, "The child wakes up, reheat the food."

There was only water in the refrigerator, and Zhu Jie was sweating slightly under his armpits, and he still couldn't believe that he had a fight with Zhu Zhenhai.

No more arguing, but a happy fight to the death, it feels a bit cool.But Zhu Jie also knew that Zhu Zhenhai did not use his full strength.

If he goes all out, he will definitely lose both sides.I can't get hurt anymore, Zhu Jie will kill the whole bottle of water, if I get hurt, Xue Ye will cry.Although he looks good when he cries.

Thinking of Xue Ye, Zhu Jie turned back into a high school boy, wanting to look at the photos and WeChat records stored in his phone, and listen to his voice.I just remembered that my phone was confiscated again.

Disconnected again.

But this time Zhu Jie didn't worry anymore. Xue Ye might not understand for the time being, but he always believed in himself and would definitely wait at home with Zhu Mo.

Very nice.