Fast travel: the 101st be

Cheng Yuan stared at the small flag in the center of the conference table in a daze.

The atmosphere at the conference table was much more dignified than before.

Those high-level leaders speculated that the organized riots that occurred at Cheng Yuan's lecture last time were a starting point.

This society has gone through a reincarnation, and now it seems that it has reached a historical stage where pro-homosexuals use this minority group to win votes.

"Professor Cheng, what do you think?"

The pen in Cheng Yuan's hand turned and turned,

"I'm only responsible for the research and treatment of homosexuality itself. These are things you have to consider."

Some people said that we must resolutely suppress and use ruthless means.

Some people expressed that they want to loosen the shackles of the gay community, and strive to win back the trust of these people in the ruling class from the opponent.

Some people also said that this would bring society into chaos again, and that those homosexuals would be more willing to trust the guides who saved them than they were.

Ling Congfu's eyes fell on Ling Ye, who was silent all the time.

"Which point of view do you agree with, Lingye?"

"Untie."

“How come you see?”

"There is a reason for rebellion. The question of whether homosexuality is a disease or a sin that has not been clarified for a long time is the root cause of this social problem."

"Ling Ye." Ling Congfu warned him in a deep voice, if he could not prove that Ling Ye is not gay, every word he just said could be dragged out and beheaded.

"Hahaha, it's because of the support of many 'enlightened' people like Major Ling among normal people that they made a fuss." An old councilor said.

"Homosexuality is not a disease, nor is it a sin. My opinion has never changed."

The old congressman turned to Cheng Yuan, "Professor Cheng, what do you think?"

"I don't know if it's a disease or a crime, and I don't care."

"Why don't you tell Major Ling?"

Cheng Yuan shook his head, "I've quarreled countless times but nothing came of it."

The old congressman laughed, "It seems that Professor Cheng is very satisfied with Major Ling's work? I haven't seen you keep someone who disagrees with you for so long."

Ling Congfu looked up at Ling Ye and Cheng Yuan.

One of them sat on the head and the other sat on the tail, far away from the ground, and there was no communication during the whole process.

Cheng Yuan smiled, "After all, General Ling's son still has to give face, General Ling, don't you think so?"

Ling Congfu smiled, "Then I have to thank Professor Cheng. Is there anything in the laboratory that needs our efforts recently? What about the equipment environment?"

Cheng Yuan leaned back, thinking, and the cap of the pen made a series of regular 'da——da——' sounds on the table.

"Get a place to take a bath." He said casually.

The venue was instantly quiet, and everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

Ling Ye at the end of the long table clenched his hands tightly.

Cheng Yuan put down the pen that had been destroyed for a long time, leaned against the back of the chair, and folded his arms.

"Get another bed, or just a cubicle."

Finally, someone in the seat asked doubts, "Professor Cheng wants this?"

"Sleep, why?"

The man laughed dryly, "Hahaha, I think it's because of the busy scientific research these days, and I often can't go home until very late."

Cheng Yuan pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled,

"No."

Cheng Yuan had never seen the large screen and the white light on top of the screen from this angle before.

Beside him are piles of tomes in a mess, about genes, about psychotherapy, and more about homosexuality. They haven’t been thrown aside just now, they are still lying neatly on Cheng Yuan Lying position now.

Cheng Yuan used to think the laboratory table was hard, but now he thinks it is even harder.

The white light above the head was shaking so hard that the original shape could not be seen clearly, but it was still dazzling.

The big screen under the white light, and the homosexual correction data of the two young people who had just left on the big screen, shook out of shape together.

He simply closed his eyes.

Pretend to be floating in a deep, unsinkable, yet choppy sea.

Until someone reached out and pulled him.

He opened his eyes.

It's Lingye.

Ling Ye carried him out of the sea, but he felt that the ground was getting deeper.

Cheng Yuan, who was lying drowsily on Ling Ye's shoulder, seemed to have just figured it out.

Lingye is the sea.

He was about to drown.

When passing by the newly purchased bed, Cheng Yuan sarcastically said, "If I knew you didn't like to use the bed, I wouldn't have let them do it."

"The wicked will report first, who wants every weird place?"

"A matter between two people, two people must agree, right?"

Ling Ye didn't say anything, and supported Cheng Yuan to go up a little bit.

Cheng Yuan snorted softly. Every time Ling Ye took a step, he had to bear that unbearable feeling.

"Don't talk about me, you have as many tricks as I do."

"Professor Cheng is very good at teaching." He deliberately asked again.

Cheng Yuan smiled and begged for mercy, "Okay - okay - I admit defeat, at least the bathtub can't let them pretend for nothing."

"It's hard work, let's go, take me to take a bath." Cheng Yuan said softly.

In addition to being used for other purposes, the most essential function of the bed is to sleep.

The beds those old men got weren't entirely useless.

At least lying down is much more comfortable than a sofa.

"Why study gene modification?"

"Healing."

"Eliminate the current mechanism?"

"No, it may be more convenient and thorough to start from the root cause"

"Homosexuality is not a disease."

"it is."

"Then what standpoint are you doing with me now?"

Cheng Yuan smiled, "The desire to violate taboos is an innate human nature. Lucifer and Michael doing i in front of the cross in the church will be ten thousand times more enjoyable than sneaking in the secret room. Just like me You are in every corner of the laboratory but the bed is the last thing you like to do."

"The spice of a dull life."

"Obvious."

Ling Ye frowned suddenly, suppressing the discomfort in his heart.

He was silent for a while, and finally sighed, "Since you think it is determined by genes, you should recognize it as a normal natural phenomenon."

"As I said, there are many congenital genetic defects."

"Using partial generalization, you can't use the situation of individual cases as the criterion for judging. For different manifestations of traits, if you use either woman or man as the standard according to your logic, then the other is a disease.

"Men and women are equal, and true homosexuality is a minority."

"Left-handed people are also a minority."

"Left-handed people are harmless."

"Homosexuality is harmless, and what you say is harmful to the public is untenable. IVG is a technical and institutional flaw. Sameness and oppositeness are also normal social conditions. Just like there was a period in history when men and women were very serious. The fault is not the same. , still in the flaws of the social system, anti-s/h personality disorder itself is harmful to society, but homosexuality does not.”

Cheng Yuan didn't speak, he rarely didn't speak after others refuted him.

"Take your brain-computer system as an example. Since you designed the world with two people in love as the prototype, the purpose is to make them hate each other and separate them, rather than reverse a person's sexuality. You actually admit that there is no so-called sexual orientation, you just fell in love with someone who attracts you."

"Cheng Yuan, it's not..."

"Stop talking." Cheng Yuan interrupted Ling Ye abruptly, which was unique in their conversation.

Ling Ye looked down, and Cheng Yuan, who was lying on his side in his arms, did not show any abnormality, and still hung his head as if he was resting with his eyes closed.

When his hand touched Cheng Yuan's shoulder, Cheng Yuan was startled suddenly, and only then did he feel an extremely slight tremor on Cheng Yuan's body.

"you……"

"Homosexuality is a disease."

"Cheng Yuan."

"It is, it must be cured."

The bodies of Ling Ye's men trembled more and more until it was visible to the naked eye.

Ling Ye leaned forward and put his hand behind Cheng Yuan. He wanted to press him into his arms, but he didn't expect Cheng Yuan to run away subconsciously. He kept muttering, "Homosexuality is a disease." '.

It seems that for a long time, he was forcibly brainwashed by people with very strong and even cruel means, resulting in the formation of rigid mechanical memory and fear.

"Cheng Yuan." He called him.

The moment Cheng Yuan was about to roll off the bed, he took him back.

Cheng Yuan struggled harder and harder.

Scientists who have been nesting in the laboratory all year round are of course far inferior to soldiers and officers who come and go in the wind and rain in terms of physical strength.

Ling Ye took him into his arms and controlled his whole body with hands and feet.

He cried and writhed, like a restless maggot in Lingye's arms, but in the end he was no match for Lingye, there was no movement in his body, and he was firmly locked up.

Cheng Yuan pressed his face wet with tears against Ling Ye's neck, and the tip of his nose just touched his Adam's apple, sobbing uncontrollably.

"It's a disease...it's a disease...Lingye...it's..."

Ling Ye rubbed the broken hair on the back of his head.

"It is not."

"Be obedient, we are not sick, we don't need to be treated."