Jun Yan

Chapter 2

In this high school, most people know that there is a beautiful person named Lin Tong. Although he looks like a boy, he is handsome and charming. His curved peach eyes are full of water, and his eyelashes are long and thin. A butterfly about to fly.

This year, he was 17 years old, in his youth.I like boys, from the beginning of love.

Some people have studied the special group of homosexuals, and there are roughly two reasons for its appearance.

One is born:

Just like congenital heart disease, from birth, it is inevitable to fall into the trap arranged by fate in advance. There is no cure for this disease, and we can only quietly listen to it getting better and better day after day The sound of death, the frustration of being exhausted and helpless.

The so-called living to death is nothing more than that.

Two are acquired:

The environment in which each person lives is different.Philistines, people, relationships, and chaotic emotions such as anger, depression, complaints, jealousy, joy, happiness, etc. lurk and subtly wander around the teenagers.In the dark, it seems that an invisible hand is leading the young man to follow suit.

Lin Tong belongs to the latter.

Young and ignorant, but always crying to the corner in the dark room, and in another bedroom that is not soundproof, there is the sinister yelling and cursing of parents.

That gentle and virtuous woman collapsed and was helpless after her husband's frequent cheating.Overnight, she became a mournful market woman.

Before the age of seven, he had meticulous parental love and motherly love, even if it was just a play on the occasion, he was still a young bird with a branch to live in and a place to rest in. It was only when the reality cruelly tore away the illusion of deception that had been painstakingly created over the years, in a blink of an eye. , he became a complete waif.

In the vast universe, he had nowhere to go.

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