refuse to be gay

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Forum Name: Concentration Camp for Rotten Women

Section partition: a person's broken thoughts

Subject: College roommate who I had a crush on for three years.

Floor 1 (host): I saw him again at the school's reporting office.He was sitting on the suitcase, twirling the key chain he had just received casually in his hand, with a nice arc on the corner of his mouth, chatting with the senior sister from the reporting office.

Maybe it was because we were having too much fun, he suddenly bent over and laughed, and the twirling keychain flew out of his fingertips, and landed at my feet with a clatter.

The moment he turned his head to look over, my heart almost stopped beating.

From a close distance, I can clearly see that there is still a little smile in his eyes, which is very familiar but also very strange, because he is usually a person who loves to laugh, but he almost never smiles like this to me.

I forgot how I picked up the key and returned it to him, I just remember the nice voice he said "thank you".

It hasn't changed much since the first year of high school.

2nd floor (host): It is the first time I know that he is speaking under the national flag of the first year of high school.At that time, I gave a speech as a student representative. The manuscript of the speech was very long, two or three pages long. I was not good at speaking, so I had to recite the manuscript several times, trying to develop a sense of language.

Suddenly a voice sounded from behind: "Triumph itself means to return, so the saying of returning triumphantly is wrong, it has been misused by too many people."

Startled, I turned around subconsciously.

He met my hasty gaze, was stunned for a second, then bent his peach blossom eyes suddenly, and gave me a friendly smile.

When he laughed, his pupils shone faintly, reflecting the blue sky and white sun, and he was extremely handsome.

I've known since junior high school that I'm not interested in the opposite sex, but it wasn't until this moment that I suddenly realized what it's like to be excited.

I almost looked away in embarrassment, and immediately became uncomfortable.

He may have misunderstood that I was angry, so he smiled, then turned around and continued talking to his friends. The topics ranged from ball games to games, covering the most popular entertainment activities at that time. We chatted for a few minutes, all of which I had never understood before. Domain, I was stunned and didn't understand a single word.

It wasn't until the principal's speech in a half-baked dialect came out from the loudspeaker that I woke up in a panic. I glanced sideways. He straightened his back, restrained the unscrupulous conversation and laughter just now, grabbed a corner of the national flag, and strode forward in an imposing manner, toward Go to the flag stand.

Under the sunshine of the rising sun, his army green national flag guard uniform was a bit dazzling. For the first time in my life, I knew that boys can also be so handsome and ascetic.

That was the first time I saw him, and from that day on, he became the object of my eyes.