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I stepped on the class bell and went back to the classroom. As soon as I sat down, Wu Jiakun hurriedly knocked the pencil case to the ground, and the stationery was scattered all over the floor.

I picked up a few pens for him, and when he took them, he didn't dare to look me in the eyes, and said thank you in a very low voice.

I was the one who caught the secret, but the one who panicked was the one who "caught me".The whole class was like sitting on pins and needles, he kept shaking his legs, and his hands couldn't be idle. He first turned the pen and then the compass, and used all the tools he could play.Finally, when he was throwing the eraser, the teacher finally couldn't bear it anymore, and ordered him to stand behind the wall against the wall.As soon as Wu Jiakun heard about the amnesty, he carried it out without complaint, and even bowed ninety degrees to the teacher gratefully.

I was even amused by him.The panic only lasted for a moment when I saw him, and then I thought that he was Wu Jiakun. I was almost relieved immediately, and I made a guarantee with the knight-he will definitely keep the secret and not talk nonsense.

I know him, he is a bit silly, his mind does not turn around.He is basically a Guo Jing type of person, kind-hearted too much.He treats me as a friend, and treats me wholeheartedly, although his methods often make me dumbfounded.However, this matter is nothing to think about. A friend's secret should be kept. He must understand, and I am not worried at all.

What worries me is another thing. His frivolous behavior has basically confirmed that my concerns are not groundless.I don't know if he can accept homosexuality. Even if he accepts it on the surface and continues to be friends with me, will he inevitably feel disgusted in his heart?

After class, he ran away, and I caught up with him at the back door. I wanted to ask these questions in my heart, but it was not easy to say them outright. In the end, I could only call out his name: "Wu Jiakun..."

He dodged his eyes, scratched his head, scratched left and right like a monkey, and said in a hesitant and apologetic tone: "I, I have to digest it myself, let me think about it for a few days..."

I agreed, and I can only agree.

In the next few days, he and I seemed to be strangers, and we didn’t say a word. It happened that it was our turn to change seats again. I moved to the side near the door, and he sat by the window.We were separated by a long distance, which gave him enough independent digestion space.I noticed that he often looked out of the window with his head propped up, his eyes squinted because of the sunlight, and his face was full of anxiety and melancholy.Occasionally, he would look away from me very quickly.

We kept it that way until the weekend off, and I almost gave up hope that our friendship was over.

But on Monday morning, I was sitting in my seat and yawning, when suddenly I got a slap on the back.Impatiently, I looked back and saw Wu Jiakun's face made up of big facial features. Now he was laughing hard again, every part was restless, and he looked rougher and unmodified.

"Good morning!"

"Morning..." I was a little at a loss.

He seemed to be all right, bouncing back to his seat while whistling, and even gliding too lively.

Then we were inexplicably and tacitly reconciled as before, as if nothing had happened.

But from time to time, he always showed me a tangled attitude of hesitation and hesitation. After a few days, he finally couldn't hold back anymore, and said mysteriously: "Yuaner, there is something I think I should tell you... "

He dragged me to the corner of the back door, and said in a low voice, "You and your cousin... are relatives after all, right? Of course I don't mean to object or discriminate against you, just, you know, Homosexuality is not easy in the first place, plus you are still related by blood, this... are you serious? Well, this...how will you do it in the future..."

I couldn't help laughing out loud when I heard this, and burst into tears.He looked at me in shock, probably thinking that I didn't want to face the reality and went mad.

After laughing for a long time, I finally calmed down a little. I took a deep breath and looked at him with a funny face: "We are not blood brothers. I can't tell you the specifics. Anyway, I have no blood relationship with him."

He was stunned for a while before he realized: "It's not a real brother..."

"Ah."

He clenched his fist and thumped my shoulder mercilessly, heaved a sigh of relief as if he had solved a big problem: "You scared me to death!" His speech became extremely fast, and he couldn't wait to confide the difficulties to me "I haven't felt so sad since I grew up, not even when my mother got divorced and remarried! I saw you two the other day..." He paused, his hands curled into chicken feet, fingertips facing each other, and at the same time Make a kissing "sucking" sound, "Then what, I'm going to be scared to death! To be honest, I'm not that surprised that you like men, but thinking that you two are brothers, I'm really... isn't that □□ ..." He shook his head and lowered his voice, "Fortunately not, fortunately not..."

I stared at him for a while: "What if he and I are really brothers?"

He waved his hands, sighed, and grinned helplessly: "There's no other way, that's right, I thought you would still treat you as a buddy! It's just that this matter is too difficult for me, I'm so annoyed!" He raised his hand and pointed at me, "You too, if you didn't tell me clearly, it made my head hurt for several days! You must treat me to dinner."

I couldn't speak, so I smiled at him and nodded vigorously.