Fast travel: the 101st be

some years later.

The gay rights movement has become visible, with more and more groups participating, and more and more experts and scholars conducting research on this social issue.

Massive, like a gay renaissance.

Zang Zhiping is one of them, but he has just stepped into the field of sociology, and he is just a PhD student who has just graduated with a master's degree.

As a completely heterosexual himself, he is very interested in the social issues of how homosexuality and heterosexuality fit together.

The tutor is a well-known sociologist, but unfortunately he doesn't pay much attention to the homosexual issue, and he pays more attention to the problem of fit between capitalists and laborers.

A mentor is a good mentor, and on the premise that he completes the task, he does not interfere with his research direction.

Zang Zhiping followed his mentor to research small towns in various regions to obtain field materials.

The summer in City G is as hot as a stove, with heat waves coming and going. The day's research is coming to an end. The instructor who is over fifty years old and has personally participated in the battle is no longer good. He went back to the hotel to rest first. Zang Zhiping took the others to complete the follow-up work. Fortunately, in the evening The wind is quite comfortable.

Zang Zhiping and his team chose the nearest place, randomly found a table where they could sit around the vegetable market, and sorted out the interview materials just now.

The blood-red afterglow in the west supports the dark sunset, which is unexpectedly very artistic.

The perfectly black silhouette under the setting sun directly baked the scene into a painting.

Both are more than 1.8 meters tall, Zang Zhiping would not think that they are a man and a woman.

Both of them were wearing casual floral T-shirts and shorts, and were wearing flip flops. The shorter one was on the left, holding a bag full of snacks in the left hand, and a watermelon on the right, the taller one was on the right, and the right hand was holding a watermelon. The bag is full of vegetables.

"It's hard to take a day off, so we just eat this?"

"Who said last week that they don't want to go out?"

"Last week was last week, this week is this week."

"Don't worry, the food is ready."

"You cook? To tell you the truth, the dishes you cook have always been... um..."

"Don't eat." The man on the right said in a deep voice.

The man on the left giggled and poked him with his elbow, "Okay——Okay—our wild brother cooks the best food in the world. It's my honor to eat it, but why did he take coriander."

"The cilantro is delicious."

"Coriander is not good, but green onions are good."

"Scallions are not good."

"Are you going to heat it in a pot later?"

"Will you buy it hot and keep it as a landscape plant?"

"Dare to let you sleep on the sofa today."

"Okay, just don't crawl out in the middle of the night."

"..."

"Hello? Excuse me?" Zang Zhiping trotted forward.

The two turned their heads at the same time and found that it was a young man.

Zang Zhiping suddenly opened his eyes wide, and he did not admit his mistake, it was those two people.

"What's the matter?" Cheng Yuan asked him kindly.

A bunch of questions raced through Zang Zhiping's mind.

Are you not dead?

How did you survive the explosion in such a closed space?

Professor Cheng, can I discuss with you some issues about homosexuality?

What are the obstacles to legalizing gay marriage?

……

"Fragrant... coriander is okay."

The two looked at each other, Cheng Yuan chuckled, but Ling Ye was expressionless.

"Just to tell us this?"

"If it doesn't work, you can chop him up and put it in a bowl directly, instead of putting it in a pot to scald it."

"Okay, we got it. Thank you for your suggestion. Is there anything else you can do?" Cheng Yuan asked him.

Zang Zhiping shook his head, "No...no more."

"Then shall we say goodbye?"

"Okay, bye."

Cheng Yuan and Ling Ye turned and walked a few steps, but Zang Zhiping suddenly called them.

Cheng Yuan turned around, "What's wrong?"

"You guys look a good match." Zang Zhiping bowed to them, then turned and ran back.

The two people who remained in place looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Let's go." Ling Ye said.

"He said we were a good match."

"Not fit."

"Hmmmm?"

"The coriander tastes different."

"What do you mean? You have to force me to eat with you, right? Why don't you quit for me?"

Ling Ye smiled and said nothing.

"Come on, let's have a fight, whoever wins the fight."

Ling Ye took the watermelon from Cheng Yuan's right hand and replaced it with his right hand.

He hooked Cheng Yuan's neck and brought the hook to his side,

"Okay, don't let it go, and don't eat it."

"Then eat onions with me?"

"It's too much." Ling Ye pinched his face.

Cheng Yuan giggled, but didn't take off his claw.

"I heard you're getting a promotion?"

"Ah."

"Amazing, Major Ling."

"I have no choice but to take Cheng Yuan, I can do everything else."

"Fart, you can do something about me, a villain who sues first."

"The meat is a bit short."

"Go back and get two more boxes?"

"Ah."

……

Afterglow completely engulfed the setting sun, leaving only a residual halo.

In a dozen or so hours, the setting sun will rise from the other side.

It goes on every day.

——the end——