the moon represents the dog's heart gl

The fluctuations brought about by this sentence are not small.

I don't look to see Xiaoman's expression, but I know she is definitely shy and even a little bit resentful. My heart can't speak but my brain's bad habit, because my palm was held backwards by her again, and the grip was so tight that my fingers hurt It's terrible.And my mother's expression over there was even more unflattering, she opened her mouth and looked at me, her daughter, in horror.Pointing at me with her arms outstretched, she closed her eyes. The middle-aged woman who has always been eloquent and unforgiving was really surprised at this moment, and she was at a loss for words.

It took a long time for her to recover from the horror, "You said you slept with a woman?" She said with a bit of a toothache, and before my mother could answer, she looked at Xiaoman directly, as if the world was about to end but she He said in a tone that had never received any news, "Xiaoman, did you hear what that dead child said? She said she slept with a woman, did she sleep?" I fell asleep, why can't you grasp the point in such a simple word?

And even throw the talk at Xiaoman, you are so embarrassing, don't you know?

It is true that Xiaoman is very embarrassed, is it really my fault?

Xiaoman's face was so red that she could bleed, she nodded slightly, and said in a slightly low voice: "Well, and that woman also put Xiaoke to sleep!" After speaking, her small and round ears also became rosy .

After hearing this, my old face also turned red.

Xiaoman called me "bad" before, and I admit it.Now that you are such a gentle goddess, you are also so "bad", do your parents know?

The old heart on my mother felt like it was about to collapse and collapse instantly. She clutched her chest, her eyes were reddish, and it made my chest tug.She sighed and sat back on the sofa without saying anything.

Xiaoman glanced at me, with a smile in his eyes that I didn't understand, and some complicated feelings.I'm afraid that in order not to make my mother sad, she wants to fulfill the unity of our mother's kindness and filial piety.But reluctantly wanting to separate from me, I hurriedly held her cold fingers, wanting to explain.

She winked at me and squeezed my fingers at the same time.Then she let go of my hand and walked to my mother and sat down, "Auntie, do you think it is puzzling that Xiao Ke fell in love with a woman?" The voice was gentle and soft, which made people feel comforted and comforted .My mother raised her head and looked at Xiaoman, and said with some heartache: "Yes, she... I can't understand how my child can become a..." She didn't continue to say, but as her daughter, I deeply understand What are those two words she omitted——

Change your style!

These two words are too hurtful, and I believe it will hurt Xiaoman deeply!

Xiaoman just smiled knowingly, and then said: "Auntie might as well think about it, regardless of gender, if Xiaoke is with that person, she will be very happy and free from restraint. And she will never be betrayed or even hurt by her. That person can give all his love to Xiao Ke without reservation, if you think about it that way, won't you feel better?"

"But what should they do when they are old? The two of them will hold hands and go to a nursing home for the rest of their lives?"

"Technology is so advanced now, if you want to have a child, it's not as difficult as you imagined. Even if the two of them are old and destined to have no children in their lives, that person will not let Xiaoke feel wronged in the slightest, she I love Xiao Ke very much, Xiao Ke who is reluctant to let go is sad and wronged!"

"But two women, how can there be love. It is impossible for a man and a woman to love regardless of you and me. Isn't there an old saying in China, 'Husband and wife are like birds in the same forest and fly separately when disaster strikes' What, let alone the two women, this...anyway, your aunt is pedantic, and that elm bump is stubborn, it's out of my heart, I really can't accept it?"

After hearing her last few words, I was a little angry for a while, so I hurriedly interrupted their chattering conversation, "Mom, you have a lot of eyes, so let's stop making detours here. It’s just like what you said, anyway, I’m sure of that woman, and I’ll never look back if I hit the south wall, no, even if I hit the south wall, I won’t look back, either she won’t marry or she won’t marry. Here you are What’s wrong with love?” I still don’t know the mind of this middle-aged woman after living with her for 25 years, and I have to cry, make trouble, and hang myself 81 times before I seriously think about the big issue of life, death and happiness on my side.She has such a way, and I have already understood it.